The Zhao Family elder shouted, his voice carrying the pressure of Soul Power. "Stop! Fighting is forbidden inside Luofeng City. Who are you people, to dare act so wildly here?"
The black-clad cultivator reined in his monster beast mount and pointed his long saber at the Zhao Family elder. "Does Luofeng City belong to your Zhao Family? Laozi comes when he wants and leaves when he wants. What's it to you?"
"The order within the city is maintained by my Zhao Family. You hurt people and destroyed property inside the city, which means you are making an enemy of my Zhao Family." The Zhao Family elder waved a hand, and the Guards behind him immediately tightened the encirclement. Soul Power shone over their magical artifacts, ready to launch an attack at any moment.
The black-clad cultivator burst out laughing, urged his monster beast mount forward, and, brandishing his long saber, charged straight at the Zhao Family elder.
The Zhao Family elder's face darkened. The longsword in his hand came out of its sheath, its sword light like a bolt of white silk as it met the black-clad cultivator's long saber. The two magical artifacts collided with an ear-piercing metallic clang. Soul Power spilled in all directions, shattering the bluestone road within several zhang around them.
The black-clad cultivator's cultivation was at the fifth level of the Half-Saint Realm, one small realm higher than the Zhao Family elder, but under the suppression of Luofeng City's Restriction, both their strengths were forced down to a similar level.
The Zhao Family elder had rich combat experience and exquisite sword techniques, and for a time, he actually fought the black-clad cultivator to a stalemate.
The other black-clad Cultivators also clashed with the Zhao Family Guards. Lin Taichu stood at the mouth of the alley