"Just this one line is enough—under Lu's sword, you won't have any hope of surviving!"
Lu Qingjun raised his hand slightly. A sharp sword flew from his Storage Bag and landed in his palm.
The chill radiating from his sword was like ice that had remained unfrozen for ten thousand years, rapidly freezing the space around them.
Seven Absolutes City was an extremely heterodox sect, whether in the Devil Realm Eastern Region or throughout the Devil Realm.
Other sects, lineages, and dynasties all believed in the saying that "martial strength reigns supreme, and the strong reign supreme." But Seven Absolutes City alone held to the doctrine of putting "chivalry first."
In today's martial world, countless lineages schemed against one another, countless sects fought for dominance, and countless dynasties waged war against each other. The world had long since lost the words "chivalry and righteousness." Yet Seven Absolutes City alone still guarded the final trace of justice and chivalry in this world.
Some in the Devil Realm Eastern Region admired it, while others mocked it.
But no matter what, Seven Absolutes City still existed in the Devil Realm Eastern Region to this day.
"Hmph, what a boast!" Faced with Lu Qingjun's threat, Yan Zhuangyun sneered repeatedly. "Since you insist on jumping out to seek death, I hope your sword is sharper than your tongue!"
"Very well, very well. I'll kill you first, then go kill Lin Bai!"
A sword pierced through the void and appeared once more behind Qi Lingyu's heart.
He hurriedly switched from offense to defense, shattering the two Sword Qi that Gu Mingcheng sent slashing toward him.
"Die!"
A cold glint flashed through Yan Zhuangyun's eyes. The long sword strapped to his back suddenly trembled and flew from its sheath on the wind.
"Who would have thought the