After instantly killing the black robed old man, two flying swords shot out from the Sword Gourd.

They shot into the city, and then black heads flew up into the air incessantly.

A few dozen fountains of blood surged up into the air!

It didn’t take long for Qing Yue and the others to return to Yang Ye’s side.

Yang Ye glanced at the ancient city.

Meanwhile, a middle aged man walked over, and he bowed slightly to Yang Ye, “T-Thank you!”

He was the governor of the city, and it was a subordinate power of the Ancient Sword Sect.

Yang Ye nodded slightly, “All of you can go to the Ancient Sword Sect or stay here. Just notify us if they attack.”

Yang Ye vanished on the spot with the others.

He didn’t return to the Ancient Sword Sect!

Yang Ye led Qing Yue and the others to a boundless mountain range that was impossible to see the end of.

There was nothing unusual about it when looked at from high above!

Yang Ye glanced at Qing Yue and the others, “Wait for instructions from the sect!”

Qing Yue hesitated for a...