Peerless Taoist

Several old men with white hair and wearing luxurious clothes walked out from the air and looked at the cavalry with gloomy expressions. Their auras were strong and their cultivation was high. They were all experts of the Mystic Immortal Realm.    

They were all masters of the Song Clan. Now that the Song Clan was in trouble, they took out treasures that were shining with lights and gave out a magnificent aura.    

"Boom!"    

However, Yan Sui didn't waste any time talking to them at all. He just raised his hand and made a palm strike. The power of the palm strike was like a huge mountain rolling over and over again. It directly blew away all the sinecures in front of him. The horrible power even crushed the lights of the weapons in their hands.    

The image of a dragon and tiger appeared in front of all the members of the Song Clan. All of a sudden, all of the members of the Song Clan felt as if they were being watched by a ferocious beast.    

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!    

Another sound of flying came from the distance as dozens of black figures appeared from the depths of the Song family. These people had countless symbols on their bodies, and their eyes were shining with a profound light. Each of them held a treasure in their hands and were chanting. It was obvious that they were all strong.    

They shouted, "Who are you? How dare you come to our Song Family and cause trouble!"    

"Get lost!"    

Yan Sui didn't want to waste any more time talking to these people. He slapped them with his palm, and the strong power was like a flood that had just opened its gate.    

"I wouldn't know that you have so many superior cultivators. Are you trying to rebel?"    

Yan Sui showed a vicious face. He raised his hand and pressed it down. The horrible power was all released. The superior cultivators of the Song Clan in front of him couldn't even stand straight. They all kneeled on the floor.    

"World Lord expert!"    

The faces of the masters of the Song Clan who had been suppressed all turned pale. They no longer had the arrogance they had before.    

"Lord, are you a member of the Imperial Dragon Guards?" An elder with white hair and a healthy face looked at Yan Sui's flying fish robe and his pupils contracted.    

"I am Yan Sui." Yan Sui showed a cruel smile, "How dare you! How dare you hurt my men! Do you really think that nobody will dare to do anything to you?"    

"What? Those two are really the royal guards!"    

All the masters of the Song Clan turned pale.    

They had been staying in the Song Clan all the time, so they knew everything that happened in the Song Clan. They naturally knew that Song Xuanwu had sent his guards to drive away the two royal guards.    

However, they didn't care about it.    

According to the rules of the Song Clan, even if the royal guards showed up, they should be some important figures. Why would they send two guards to catch Song Xuanwu?    

They thought the two royal guards were imposters and drove them away.    

They didn't expect that the two royal guards were actually real. They even called Yan Sui, the commander of the royal guards!    

Yan Sui was the vicious dog of the king, yet he had actually provoked him. Many people couldn't help but feel terrified.    

"I heard that Song Xuanwu wanted to see me. I am here. Where is he?"    

Yan Sui stretched his neck and made some cracking sounds.