The voice that resounded from the distance was calm and indifferent.
It was not loud, but it seemed to resound by the ears of all the experts of the three clans here.
As they felt a chill in their hearts, the glow in the distance grew brighter and brighter, more and more piercing.
That was clearly a sword-light shooting over from the western sky!
Accompanied by that sword-light, the roar of a dragon resounded as it penetrated through the nine heavens, suppressing the rumbling of thunder and the cries of the fire crows.
Speeding over, the sword-light was before their eyes in an instant. First, it targeted the people of the Blood Cloud Clan, chopping apart their blood clouds in a single blow!
The heart of the white-haired old man sunk, "These foreigners indeed didn't use their full strength in the Furan Kingdom."
The sword-light flickered and was gone in an instant. What now appeared before everyone's eyes was a youth in white clothes and a black-bordered blue robe.