"They came looking for trouble, but they weren't strong enough. They deserved to die. What explanation do you want from me?"
"And who are you to demand one?"
Li Yun flashed to Gu Sha's side.
Those two sentences left everyone nearby stunned.
No one could figure out where this mighty outsider had come from—or how he dared speak to Gu Sha like that.
Gu Sha was a Black Gold Divine Lord!
And he had the Nine Suns Sword Sect behind him.
The Nine Suns Sword Sect was even more formidable. It had at least thirty Black Gold Divine Lords, and rumor held that one of its supreme elders was a Saint Gold Divine Lord.
Within ten thousand li, there were seven or eight prefectures like Guangyang Prefecture. Never had anyone dared oppose the Nine Suns Sword Sect so openly.
Where had this mighty outsider come from? Had he eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?
Gu Sha himself flew into a rage.
"How dare you!"
"Say that again if you've got the guts!"
Just then,
more than a dozen figures sped in from afar.
They hurried to the scene
and immediately gathered around Gu Sha.
A middle-aged man asked urgently, "Elder Gu, what happened? I heard something happened to Qitian. Is it true? What exactly happened...?"
Gu Sha glanced at him and said grimly, "Master Shen, Qitian is dead! The man in front of you killed him..."
"What? My son..."
The middle-aged man looked as though lightning had struck him. He could not accept the sudden news.
But in the next instant, he turned a vicious glare on Li Yun,
his face twisted with resentment and hatred.
"You damned bastard! What gave you the right to kill my son? Die!"
Boom!
A ray of sword light erupted from the