Hong long!
Shortly after those words were spoken, the crowd suddenly felt a heavy pressure from the sky pushing down on them. Following which, a middle-aged lady flew straight over with a sword in hand.
Before she even arrived, the crowd could already feel the sharpness of her sword qi. It felt almost as if their flesh was being torn to shreds.
The First Elder felt his goosebumps rising, and he hurriedly clasped his fist. "Sword Saint Meng…"
But before he could finish speaking, the sharp glint of a sword was already flying straight toward him.
Peng!
The First Elder was immediately sent flying before tumbling along the ground. At the same time, a bloodied wound appeared on his chest.
"You!" Not expecting Sword Saint Meng to make a move on him without any hesitation right after returning, the First Elder was so furious that he nearly exploded on the spot.