“Wang Xian, the two in front of us are the heavenly sword king and the one-armed saber.”
Everyone walked towards the center. The Empress saw two figures in the center and said to Wang Xian.
“Oh?”
Wang Xian looked over and saw an old man and a one-armed middle-aged man.
The old man looked ordinary and didn’t have any aura. His aura was restrained.
The other one-armed middle-aged man was holding a large saber in one arm. He stood there expressionlessly with a murderous aura emanating from his body.
It was easy for an expert of such a realm to recover his broken arm. He didn’t understand why he hadn’t recovered yet.
“They were invited by the imperial court and the Night Clan.”
Di Xingnu said in a low voice.
Wang Xian nodded slightly at the side. It was impossible for such an expert to come over without an invitation or inducement.
“Let’s stay here!”
At this moment, one of the Senior Sisters of the Imperial Star Lady stopped for a moment and spoke to them.