Logically speaking, if this person was killed by a sword, the broken flesh should carry residual fluctuations of Sword Qi. Moreover, flesh torn by Sword Qi would have neat cuts, which they are very familiar with, but the state of this flesh was clearly not the case.
"I heard there's also a young master."
Then, the head disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect burst through the half-collapsed temple and saw Chen Yuan inside, calmly and leisurely watching wave after wave of people break into this desolate mountain copy.
Another wave of people!
He saw the Flying Boat soaring in the sky; there weren't few people indeed, quite lively.
When that head disciple of Shu Mountain entered, Chen Yuan happened to lower his head, locking eyes with those pale golden pupils, and in an instant, the Sword Ball bestowed by his master inside him, emitted an intense quivering.
This was a stern warning!
The person before him was very dangerous!
