But wherever the carriage passed, the main hall of Kasyapa Pagoda was blown to pieces.
For a time, the top of Kasyapa Pagoda was in a panic.
"Who do you respect me? I, Kashyapa, have offended me in some way, and I would like to invite Haihan. Why don't you come down and have a glass of wine? My son is getting married today, so please give me some face."
Outside the main hall of Kasyapa Pagoda, the leader of Kasyapa Pagoda frowned and shouted towards the carriages passing by in the sky.
Kashyapa is not afraid of these twenty magical weapons. If he really fights, they will definitely be able to take down this group of people.
But, what about the people behind this?
Someone who can possess twenty long-lost magical weapons cannot be easily offended.
"Face, I will not give face to anyone I give face to." A lazy voice came from the carriage passing by, full of disdain.
This person? Who is this person? What a loud tone.
Kasyapa Sect Leader's expression darkened, and he swung his two fingers in the air. A long blue sword came out of the void and struck the silver-red carriage with a shocking strike.
"Bang." There was a soft sound, and slight waves came out.
The silver-red carriage was intact. It was not damaged at all after receiving the sword from Master Kasyapa.
Seeing this, Yun Shitian, who was guarding the carriage outside, only glanced at Kasyapa Sect Master coldly, his eyes full of coldness.
Everyone in Kasyapa was completely shocked.
What kind of carriage is this? It can actually withstand a blow from their sect leader. This...
But at this moment, the night breeze was slightly cool, and silk threads were flying.
The silver-red carriage curtains moved slightly, and a crack was gently lifted by the wind, revealing the person sitting inside.
He is elegant and noble.
The wind blew gently, but it fell again in an instant.
"Young Master Lingnan..." However, the sharp-eyed people below had seen it clearly and couldn't help but scream in shock and anger.
The person who attacked their sect was none other than the young master of the Lingnan family of the third sect...
Shang Sanzong, how dare they... How dare they...
The wind blows suddenly, bringing a chill to the bones.
Luo Yu, who was sitting in the carriage, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and the cunning and evil spirit in his eyes were vividly displayed.
Young Master Lingnan, what a good appearance you have.