Ling Beichen's eyes were filled with murky hues.
Just like the rumors from the outside world, he truly had lost his mind, descended into madness.
Yet he was still sensitive to the intent to kill, his eyes slightly moved and fell on Chu Qing's saber.
In the next moment, a sharp brilliance suddenly erupted from him.
Like an unsheathed long sword, towering between heaven and earth!
"Taiheng Sword Intent!!"
In front of Luochun Manor, now gathered with many experts, instantly recognized the origin of this Martial Arts.
They came out late, hadn't seen Ling Beichen make a move, so only now did someone notice his attire and appearance, couldn't help but exclaim:
"It's Mad Beggar Ling Beichen!!"
"Why is he here?"
"Is he also here for the Celestial Secret Order?"
"But isn't he mad? How could a madman long for such treasure?"
"Is the third young master his opponent?"
