For a moment, the tall and skinny man who belonged to Night watchman felt speechless.

After all, Sword Pavilion’s Master’s doubts weren’t justified. At this moment, the only person in Night watchman who was qualified to say that he was on par with Sword Pavilion’s Master was probably their commander, Wan Changqing.

But right now, where did their leader go? He, who was not ranked in Night watchman, had no news at all.

Therefore, this person only wanted to say something fair, but that was all.

Under Sword Pavilion’s Master’s cold gaze, he hurriedly retracted his neck and immediately fell silent.

However, Sword Pavilion’s Master continued to mock, “Little Night watchman, you dare to be noisy in front of this old man. If it weren’t for your official background, you would at most be an unorthodox sect force.”

The tall and skinny man pursed his lips, but he could not refute a single word. No matter if Sword Pavilion’s Master was right or wrong, it was not something a small character like him could refute.

Seeing that Monk Mei Shuo had said so, Guang Lang and Sword Pavilion’s Master did not hesitate and slowly walked towards Lan Xing.

Lan Xing, who was terrified and uncertain, did not expect this situation to happen. After swallowing a little, he hurriedly shouted for the final remedy.

“You … you dare to touch me? Aren’t you afraid that my senior brother will avenge me?”

“Even if what you said is true, do you think that senior brother of yours will avenge you?” Sword Pavilion’s Master couldn’t help but mock.

Without thinking, Lan Xing pointed at the back of the mountain and said, “Of course it’s my Senior Brother Su Ye, he’s inside!”

“I’m going to settle the score with that wild-mouthed brat!” Sword Pavilion’s Master smiled disdainfully and said, “He killed an elder and several disciples from Sword Pavilion a few days ago. When this old man enters Imperial Mausoleum, that kid surnamed Su will definitely come out alive!”

His tone was slowly filled with killing intent, and it was obvious that he was filled with killing intent.

Lan Xing was stunned.

‘”So killing you here now can be considered a tooth for tooth for tooth for those disciples who died in Sword Pavilion,” Sword Pavilion’s Master added. He looked coldly at Monk Mei Shuo and Guang Lang and said coldly, “Aren’t you two going to make a move? Do you really want me to personally take action?”

To tell the truth, Monk Mei Shuo and Guang Lang originally thought that with Sword Pavilion’s Master’s support, Lan Xing would definitely not be able to escape, so they had the idea of capturing Lan Xing alive.

After all, if Guang Lang could rely on his cultivation technique to absorb Lan Xing’s soul essence, he would definitely be able to successfully advance to Houtian realm.

Terbi was that Monk Mei Shuo. After his fury gradually subsided because of Sword Pavilion’s Master’s appearance, he suddenly felt that Lan Xing had broken one of his hands. If he killed Lan Xing so easily, it would be too easy for her. If he didn’t let Lan Xing experience what it meant to be unable to survive and beg for death, then it wouldn’t be enough to make up for his severed arm!

However, now that Sword Pavilion’s Master had said that as long as they were dead and not alive, how could the two of them not be troubled?

However, Lan Xing did not have time to speak.

Sword Pavilion’s Master continued to mock, “As for Wan Changqing, he is busy collecting his master’s corpse ten thousand kilometers away. I’m afraid that he won’t be able to protect himself. Whether he can come back alive or not is not certain!”

As soon as Sword Pavilion’s Master said those words, the surrounding Ability Cultivators seemed to explode. After all, everyone present, except Sword Pavilion’s Master, were all low-level Ability Cultivators. However, they were not qualified to know why Night watchman’s leader, Wan Changqing, had suddenly left Imperial Mausoleum.

At this moment, after hearing Sword Pavilion’s Master’s words, everyone felt a sense of realization.

However, what followed was also full of doubt. After all, no one couldn’t tell that ten thousand kilometers away was the meaning of a proxy.

Generally speaking, regardless of the reason, the capable people in any place would not let the outsiders walk in their native land. The reason for this was because the capable people had their own intentions and would not casually step out of other regions. The reason for this was because the capable people in any place would not allow the outsiders to walk in their native land.

Those who were more courteous would send people to expel them first. If they were not courteous, they would directly leave those outsiders behind forever.

However, Lan Xing turned a deaf ear to these things that extended out. What he cared more about was the meaning that Sword Pavilion’s Master had originally intended to express.

For a moment, Lan Xing’s face was filled with disbelief.

“So, regardless of whether or not you pretend to be related to these two, it doesn’t matter anymore!” Finally, Sword Pavilion’s Master smiled and said, “What’s important is that you die here! Do you know what the consequences will be if the two of them hesitate for the slightest bit longer?”

Monk Mei Shuo and Guang Lang, who had originally hesitated for a while, didn’t dare to hesitate under Sword Pavilion’s Master’s final gloomy words.

The two of them took large strides and charged towards Lan Xing, who was in a completely dazed state.

There was no hesitation in his speed, nor was there any hint of mercy in his moves.

A staff, a heavy palm, every minute was a technique that could take a person’s life.

Not to mention whether Lan Xing was in a dazed state or not, even if he was completely focused, he might not be able to dodge the attacks of the two high-level abilities.

However, when he saw that Lan Xing was going to die in the next second, a cyan-light sword suddenly pierced through the air.

It was an uncontrolled flying sword!

The sword did not carry any complicated patterns, and it was still faintly glowing with light. Just looking at it, one could tell that it was definitely not an ordinary grade.

The speed of the flying sword was extremely fast.

Even Sword Pavilion’s Master, who was proud of himself as a sword cultivator, couldn’t help but feel a sense of astonishment when the flying sword pierced through the air.

He saw the flying sword galloping in and out. In the blink of an eye, it circled around Lan Xing and went back and forth.

What they took away were the gazes of all the people present, who were originally staring at Lan Xing.

Under everyone’s gaze, a young and tender hand grabbed onto the flying sword hilt, then cleanly turned the sword behind him, and his movements were exceptionally smooth.

The newcomer had a childish expression on his face. He was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Niu Dali.

However, in the world of the capable, judging a person’s age depended not only on their appearance, but also on whether they possessed some kind of primitive aura.

After all, after reaching a certain realm, an Ability Cultivator could freely control their body appearance.

However, this sword-wielding youth, who looked like Little kid, actually didn’t have any ancient aura on his body. However, the aura emitted from his entire body caused even those high-level abilities present to feel a sense of fear!