7 rays of light flashed, and then Jian Wuchen and the others appeared in front of Yang Ye.

Daoist Gu and the others had vigilant expressions on their faces while their profound energy was already circulating. They were ready to fight at a moment’s notice. Because the 17 Saints of Sky Divine Hall were standing around them!

Jian Wuchen said, “Let’s go!”

Yang Ye stood up and kissed An Nanjing lightly on the forehead, and then he walked over to Lou Qianxiao.

Jian Wuchen and the others’ eyelids twitched when they witnessed this scene. Because if Yang Ye killed Lou Qianxiao right now, then there probably wouldn’t be a single one of them who could make it out of the city alive.

Yang Ye placed a sword against Lou Qianxiao’s neck, and then he looked up at the white haired old man in the sky, “Let the experts of my Ancient Sword School leave. I’ll make you bury your own son if you refuse!”

The white haired old man gazed at Yang Ye for a long time before he said, “You’re the 2nd person who has dared to threaten me in the last 1,000 years.”

A ray of light flashed.

Hiss!

Lou Qianxiao’s other leg was separated from his body!

Everyone here was astounded.

That fellow really is a madman!

Yang Ye gazed at the white haired old man and said, “I told you to let them...