Marquis Kuangyun

At the sound of hoofbeats, the Flame and Beauty Ghosts were both taken aback.

Turning back, they saw thirteen iron riders galloping up from the foot of the mountain.

The man in the lead had a long beard flowing in the wind. He looked like a scholar, clearly not a cultivator, yet he carried himself with lofty bearing and unhurried composure. The twelve iron riders behind him were each fierce and valiant. Though they were merely ordinary martial men, though there were only twelve of them, at this moment they charged with the momentum of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

"Thunderbolt Twelve Riders?" The two ghosts were aghast. "Not good!"

They immediately took to the air.

The twelve riders raised their blades as one and slashed into the sky.

Twelve arcs of blade light converged into one, gathering a vast force as though it could split heaven and cleave earth, striking at the two Immaculate Realm cultivators in the air.

The two ghosts actually did not dare receive it head-on. They flew back at once, moving with incredible speed.

But Ying Kongjie, He Xinku, and the Nine Absolutes Blade struck at the same time, blocking every path of escape for the two ghosts.

Even Ye Gu and Wolfbane were shocked. "How is that possible? Those people..."

Those people were not cultivators!

The Nine Absolutes Blade was not a cultivator!

The Thunderbolt Twelve Riders were not cultivators either!

Yet the power they unleashed at this moment surpassed that of cultivators, enough to make even Immaculate Realm cultivators tremble in fear.

Even Ning Ye sat up, an unusual gleam appearing in his eyes.

This world truly was extraordinary!

Boom!

Amid the wild collision, the two Red Plume Ghosts were blasted away at once. Ying Kongjie roared and threw a punch.