There was hardly anyone at the entrance to Qingfeng Hall.
"Watch carefully in a moment. If someone belongs to the Southern Dynasty, blink your left eye twice."
Without waiting for Xie Hongzu to reply, Lin Shuguang casually took a mask from the Altar Space, put it on, and strode through the entrance with his saber.
Boom!
An earth-shaking crash suddenly rang out from the Training Ground.
Inside the Great Hall, the senior members of Qingfeng Hall, who had been discussing matters, frowned and exchanged looks.
"What happened?"
Then they saw a dust-covered disciple rush over, his face filled with panic. "Sect Master, something terrible has happened! Someone has come to challenge us. Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Huang have both been defeated, and even Elder Chen was killed!"
Zhang Hehai, the sect master of Qingfeng Hall, sprang to his feet, his face filled with shock and rage. "Who? Who is he?"
The disciple looked bitter and shaken. "I don't know! He never said who he was. As soon as he came in, he cut our Qingfeng Hall's entrance plaque in half and said he wanted to challenge us."
Beside him, the Second Elder and Third Elder exchanged a glance. "Let's go take a look. Whether he's deliberately making trouble, has some other purpose, or this is a misunderstanding, we'll know once we see him."
The senior members rose and followed Zhang Hehai out at a brisk pace.
From afar, they saw a mysterious masked man wielding a large saber, an imposing sight. He seemed to have no match at all. Every Qingfeng Hall disciple who approached him went flying. They were no match for the mysterious masked man.
Halfway there, they suddenly heard a scream from the Training Ground.
Zhang Hehai and the others looked over just in