"Damn it!" Seeing such an unfamiliar yet formidable sword phantom, how could the Ye Family Head not know what change Cheng Pi had meant? He cursed under his breath. "With a sword presence like this... won't it alert the Xunshan Sword Gate in Xuntian City? If it brings the Xunshan Sword Gate, Feiyu Gate, and Qushan Sect here all at once, then there will be no need to continue with the matter we have plotted for so long!"
Before the Ye Family Head could finish speaking, "Whoosh..." The sword light soaring into the sky suddenly drew in. Like a flood dragon flicking its tail in midair, it flew toward the Ye Family Head and the others. Wherever the sword light passed, even the previously rampant sword cry was forcibly suppressed, transforming into a shrill whistle that stabbed toward the Ye Family Head!
"Senior... Senior Ling Jian??" The Ye Family Head's expression changed drastically. He glanced at Cheng Pi and Qin Jing beside him and finally understood why the two men had been in such a difficult position.
Behind the crimson sword light came another, far dimmer strand of sword light. When the two streaks arrived before the respectfully standing Ye Family Head and the others, they rapidly withdrew, revealing two sword cultivators. The one in front gradually took on the appearance of an old man, with a crimson face and sword-sharp eyes. With the slightest turn of his gaze, it seemed as though he could see straight through the Ye Family Head's physical body. The man behind him also had a crimson face, though he was somewhat younger and appeared middle-aged. The Ye Family Head had already been standing respectfully, but now he bowed even deeper and saluted. "This junior pays respects to Senior Sword Master Zuo!"
This old man