The entrance of the Five Swords Sect.
By now, the enormous square had long been packed to the brim.
A Token suddenly appeared in Jiang Ning's hand.
One side was carved with the insignia of the Five Swords Sect, while the other bore the boldly sweeping character Yang.
"This is the Identity Token of a Direct Disciple of the Five Swords Sect, isn't it?" Jiang Ning displayed the Token in his hand and said calmly.
Under the hazy moonlight, relying on their extraordinary vision as Martial Artists, everyone saw the insignia on the Token in Jiang Ning's hand, as well as that character Yang.
"It's Yang True Disciple's Token!"
"It's Senior Brother Yang's Identity Token!!"
"I heard Senior Brother Yang returned a few days ago and is recuperating at home. Could he really have gone to the execution grounds to rescue someone?"
"..."
Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Five Swords Sect could not help whispering among themselves.
"Sect Master He, is there anything else you want to say?" Jiang Ning asked.
At this, He Changkong drew a deep breath.
"Patrol Envoy Jiang, could you give me this old man some face?"
"No!" Jiang Ning calmly shook his head.
Then he continued, "Will you hand over the criminal of your own accord, or shall I go capture him myself?"
"Patrol Envoy Jiang, must you really press us this hard?" He Changkong asked.
"Judging by what you just said, are you planning to stand up for your sect's disciple?" Jiang Ning asked.
At the same time.
He Changkong's ears suddenly twitched. He heard a voice secretly transmitting from afar, and his heart immediately settled.
With a Grandmaster backing him, his confidence was instantly different.
Compared with ordinary Martial Artists, a Third Grade Grandmaster existed on an entirely different level.
"Patrol