"Blood Dragon Mountain is ownerless land. Since when did it become the territory of your Five Peaks Sword Sect? Truly laughable."
Chen Changming gave a mocking laugh, but his feet did not slow in the slightest. He continued flying toward the cave entrance as if he had seen nothing at all.
Cheng Lie followed right on his heels.
"Attack!"
The two gatekeeping disciples gave a low shout at the same time, as if their minds were linked, each urging on his lifebound Flying Sword. Several streaks of sword-light tore through the air, transforming midair into thousands upon thousands of sword-shadows, wrapped in biting Sword Qi as they came strangling down toward Chen Changming from head to toe.
Boom!
Chen Changming raised his hand and slapped out.
That palm looked casual and effortless, yet it contained terrifying power. Wherever the palm wind passed, the void jolted violently. The thousands of sword-shadows seemed to crash into walls of bronze and iron, shattering and collapsing one after another, scattering into motes of light that filled the air.
That domineering force pierced through the lingering waves of the sword-shadows and landed directly on the two men's lifebound Flying Swords. Two crisp clangs rang out, and the Flying Swords wailed as they flew back upside down, the spiritual light on their blades dimming considerably.
The two gatekeeping disciples groaned at the same time, each spitting out a mouthful of blood. They staggered back several steps, their faces instantly turning deathly pale.
"This is a Body Cultivator! His strength is far above ours!"
The fourth-level Void Refinement Realm disciple clutched his chest, his eyes full of horror.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked a small message sword from his sleeve. The little sword was silver-white from tip to hilt, its blade engraved all over with message-transmission