Chapter 1160: Dragon Pavilion Master
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
At that moment, an extremely shocking scene appeared in the void, as one saw flying swords appear like shooting stars. Atop these flying swords stood figures with extraordinary auras.
Everyone present was stunned by this spectacle, and many eyes revealed looks of envy.
And within the Hidden Sects, only the Sword Sect could fly with swords; these individuals were indeed Sword Sect disciples.
The leader, adorned in a long robe with sword-like eyebrows slantingly pointing to his temples, emitted no aura, hands clasped behind his back, slowly stepped down from the void, it was none other than Feng Jue, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.
The multitude of Sword Sect disciples behind him landed on their swords, all of them incredibly suave, especially one of the youths who was handsome and imposing with brows like drawn swords and eyes like stars, radiating an oppressive sword aura, like a drawn sharp blade.
He evoked a kind of fearfulness in people, his eyes exuded a thick arrogance; he was Feng Shaoqing, Feng Jue’s son.
"Welcome, Sect Master Feng!"
Seeing Feng Jue, Zhang Tianheng stepped forward quickly, smiling as he spoke.
"Hm," Feng Jue nodded, walked straight past, and didn’t say a word, leaving Zhang Tianheng somewhat embarrassed, but he did not say anything.
"So many people indeed!"
Just then, a deep voice suddenly spread across the square. Despite thousands on the square, this voice clearly reached everyone’s ears.