"King Dan, please stop, we will notify the hall master for you right now!"

Almost at the moment when these exterminating sword lights were about to fall.

The six members of the Dingtian God Sect experienced the edge of life and death.

Only then did they become more honest.

Otherwise, they would think that they are all powerful in vain.

Su Chen didn't dare do anything to them!

"Tell Xue Jianchou, if you want to save your lives, then come back with a ransom ready!"

Su Chen's voice was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end.

The six protectors of the Dingtian God Sect felt their scalps numb and did not dare to resist.

They could only follow Su Chen's wishes, take out their respective jade slips, and send messages to their hall masters.

The Jedi Tomb of Swords is a plain not far from the ancient Sword City.

A group of people set up camp here.

At this moment, inside the camp, there is a luxurious yurt.

At the head of the table, sat a man in a rich robe, with a majestic gaze as he glanced around at the people below.

The servants who were bowing their bodies were all as silent as a cicada, not daring to express their anger.

"Trash, what a bunch of trash. I asked you to find the whereabouts of the Black and White Brothers, but up to now there is not even the slightest information. What use do you have?"

The man in the Chinese robe had a look of anger on his face and scolded.

Everyone was silent.

After a while, a confidant came out, his eyes evasive, and said.

"Lord Hall Master, this black and white brother has disappeared without a trace since he was rescued by Su Chen in danger last time. It is very likely that he has left the Knife Tomb."
Chapter completed!