Chương 43: Mount Shu Sword Cultivator

Zhu Yi’s life force was gradually fading away.

Huang San’s fat face was still all happy and cheerful, a pair of beady eyes emitting a cruel light. He was in the middle of slowly torturing Zhu Yi when his expression slightly changed and he looked in the direction behind him.

At the exit of a tunnel, there stood a young man in clothes as white as snow and wearing a green bamboo hat.

The young man raised his head, revealing the face beneath the bamboo hat. His face could be considered regular, his skin was extremely white and he had a couple of white spots on his face.

What attracted the most attention on this person’s body is the sword at his waist. On the scabbard is carved a decorous and ancient landscape carving.

All of the people on the scene besides Zhu Yi who was already slowly losing his consciousness, when seeing that sword all of their pupils retracted: "A person from the Mount Shu Sword Sect?"