Peerless Taoist

Yue San also spoke bluntly. His eyes could no longer hide that sharp killing intent.    

Lu Yu let out a long sigh. "You are not qualified. It's more like asking Master to come personally."    

Hearing this, many of the people present laughed.    

Yue San coldly harrumphed and said with disdain on his face, "Shameless boasting. Who do you think you are? How dare you ask me, Master, to help you? You don't need to find any excuses. Wait until this matter is over. I will definitely let you know the means of our Profound Yin Sect! "    

After saying that, Yue San stepped on the ground, and a cold aura immediately floated beside everyone, as if it could freeze everything.    

Only then did the surrounding people suddenly wake up.    

It was true that the Profound Yin Sect was a great array formation sect, but it was still the Demon Dao Sect!    

Whoever provoked the Profound Yin Sect would definitely not end up well.    

Everyone looked at Lu Yu, their eyes revealing pity and lament. At that time, this brat's outcome would definitely not be good.    

Right at this moment, someone suddenly reported from outside, saying that the Wei Clan had arrived.    

"The main head has finally arrived."    

Many of the Zhang Clan disciples present stretched their necks, wanting to see clearly who the Wei Clan had sent over.    

They only saw a group of white clothed guards appear in the distance, roughly twenty or so people, lining up to the left and right.    

These white clothed guards were clustered around an exquisite palanquin. There were a total of four palanquin bearers that were carried in a steady and stable manner. Each palanquin bearer clearly possessed considerable strength.    

Behind the sedan stood a few more people. Looking at the patterns on their clothes, it seemed that they were more gorgeous than the surrounding guards. It could be seen that the identities of both parties were different.    

Everyone held a sword behind their backs, floating like immortals!    

Wei Family's sword immortal!    

In the legends, the name of the Sword Pool Holy Land created by the Wei Family's Ancestor, the Three Thousand Sword Immortals, shook the heavens.    

Almost everyone would feel a sharp killing intent when they saw those sword-wielding cultivators.    

This kind of cold killing intent was not something that could be easily cultivated. It was the sword intent that could only be tempered after countless life-and-death battles!    

The art of sword cultivation was the most powerful type of cultivator in the entire Heaven Realm. A sword cultivator being able to fight three cultivators at the same cultivation level without losing was enough to show how powerful this type of cultivator was.    

Next to this group of Wei Clan members, there were also some Zhang Clan guards following closely and cautiously.    

As a famous clan, the Zhang Clan naturally wouldn't do anything to make the guards stay outside. Since these people were allowed to enter, it was to tell all of the Wei Clan's sword cultivators that our Zhang Clan isn't afraid of you, thus we followed you here with swords in our hands.    

"Elders of the Zhang Clan, I'm afraid we haven't seen each other for a long time!"    

A middle-aged man with purple skin walked out from behind the exquisite palanquin with a hideous smile on his face.    

This man looked extremely strange. There were strange runes on his face, making him look extremely awkward. Coupled with the deep scar on his cheek, his entire face looked extremely hideous.    

Even though he was wearing a graceful white robe, this middle-aged man still appeared to be full of bandits, as if he was a bandit who had run out of a mountain village.    

"Wei Qingfeng, there is no need to talk anymore. You injured the steward of our family. I have not settled the score with you yet!"    

When the Ninth Elder saw the middle-aged man, he flew into a rage.    

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "Based on you? Letting your Great Elder make a move against me is more like it. Your Zhang Family is disappointing themselves. A group of stewards actually dares to block my path. Not killing them is already considered light."