It was a monstrous sword gleam.
Under everyone's stunned gazes, it flew across the sky and landed accurately on Xiao Yang and the rest!
Whoosh, whoosh…
The sword gleam cut through their bodies like tofu.
The bodies of Xiao Yang and the other three suddenly froze!
The four of them stared fixedly at the figure holding the flying sword over 30 meters away. Their eyes were filled with fear, regret, and unwillingness!
They were members of the ancient families of Shang Santian and had come into contact with the thousand-year-old ancient martial arts. They felt like they were immortals in the secular world.
They looked down on the people of the secular world as if they were ants!
However, at that moment, they were killed by people from the secular world!
'I really can't accept this…'
The thought flashed across the minds of the four of them, and they immediately closed their eyes. Four streams of blood splattered in the air, and four rolling heads slowly fell to the ground!
