"Who's there!?" An immense aura suddenly erupted from the four guards on the carriage, blanketing an area dozens of meters around them. They took their positions at the four corners of the carriage, their killing intent locked firmly on the black-clothed man in the middle of the road. If he made the slightest move, he would face a fatal blow from these four experts!
The appearance of this black-clothed man was simply too strange, as if he had materialized out of thin air.
After all, of these four elite guards, even the weakest was already a Sixth Rank Mad Sword Master! The other three all had the cultivation of Demon Swordsmen! For such a formidable security detail to have completely failed to notice a man standing right there... what kind of power must this black-clothed man possess?
At this thought, even the faces of these four elite guards turned somewhat pale. They exchanged glances, and each saw a trace of terror in the other's eyes.
