Sword God Returns!
Lin Bai stood before the crowd, his gaze cold as he looked at the more than one hundred martial artists before him. Especially after seeing Su Dingan, a trace of killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"Be careful. This man's swordsmanship is no simple matter!"
"I never thought that astonishing sword strike just now had come from a martial artist at the consummate Death Reversal Realm. I thought it was some old monster from the Apex Realm!"
The seven Apex Realm martial artists had all been startled by Lin Bai's sword strike just now. Now that they saw Lin Bai's cultivation, their shock only deepened.
"Everyone, the Azure Thunder Sword is in his hands!" Su Dingan said quietly to the seven Apex Realm martial artists.
From the meaning in his words, it seemed that he had known these seven martial artists for a long time.
The seven martial artists' eyes flashed. Looking at Su Dingan, they said, "Su Dingan, I never thought you'd be so useless. You actually let him take the Azure Thunder Sword!"
"If this gets back to the tribe, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences!"
"The Azure Thunder Sword is the token the tribe gave you to bring to the Azure Dragon Tribe. With it, Long Ying would believe that we sincerely wanted to help him seize the position of tribe chief!"
The seven martial artists spoke coldly one after another.
Su Dingan's face darkened. "Enough with the nonsense. If you can help me recover the Azure Thunder Sword and let me take it back to the tribe to account for it, once I return, I'll naturally have a gift of thanks for you."
"Since we've run into it, we naturally have to take the Azure Thunder Sword back!" The