The person who came was none other than the most legendary swordsman in the Southern Territory. He was a man, all dressed in white, spotless. Behind him was a silver sword that was seven feet long.
The sword master's expression is very cold, like an iceberg, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and the aura that permeates his body is not the aura of cultivation, but the pressure of the sword!
His whole body seemed to be integrated with the silver sword behind him, standing there like a sword standing between heaven and earth.
The sword master looked at the Giant City. After a long time, he raised the corner of his mouth and sighed: "Fifty years... I'm finally back..."
Fifty years have brought some vicissitudes to his face, but it has also become more stable.
"Folks, we haven't seen each other for fifty years." The sword master looked around at the group of people in front of him, and he also saw some former acquaintances among them. Although there were changes, he still recognized them. After all, the Southern Territory is his hometown.
After learning that the Sword Master had returned, almost all the people in the Giant City ran out, welcomed him warmly, and cried with joy.
In his words, he did not hesitate to praise the Sword Master.
"Great! Master Sword Master, you are finally home."
"Fifty years ago you saved us from dire straits... Fifty years ago!"
"Now, we are saved."
In the midst of the discussion, the Sword Master also heard some words about the Martial Arts Alliance. He immediately frowned and asked, "What do you think happened to the Martial Arts Alliance?"
Fifty years ago, after a battle with that holy beast, although he killed his opponent, he also knew his own shortcomings.
Back then, he was just a first-level martial saint. He didn't know the heights of the world and sealed himself in the small southern territory. He was a bit arrogant.
It was not until he left the Southern Territory that he realized that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the sky.
In the past fifty years, he has also been promoted from a first-level Martial Saint to a second-level Martial Saint. Today, he is even more powerful than he was fifty years ago.
The most important thing is not that his realm has improved, but that his swordsmanship has reached its peak. When fighting at the same level, where the sword is, the person is there.
Everyone said something to each other, but fortunately the sword master heard the whole story clearly.
His expression changed drastically when he learned that the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance had been destroyed, let alone an organization like the Monster Alliance.
Fifty years ago, the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance was still in Giant City, so after returning from his travels, he came directly to Giant City and had not seen the new headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance, even though it was in ruins.
After receiving this bad news, the Sword Master didn't care about anything else and immediately set off for Death Valley, preparing to help other people in the Martial Arts Alliance.
Looking at the Sword Master's leaving figure, everyone finally felt relieved.
"Master Sword Master is back, and he will definitely be able to defeat those monster beasts!"
"That's right. Fifty years ago, Lord Sword Master killed a holy beast. This time, he can definitely do it."
"We just have to be patient and wait..."
The return of the Sword Master is indeed good news, but for the Southern Territory, today is a day full of disasters.
As night fell, a group of people came to the Giant City in a mighty manner.
When this group of people arrived, all the residents of Giant City felt an inexplicable pressure.
One hundred thousand well-trained soldiers gathered outside the Giant City, but eleven figures entered the Giant City together.
"Who are these people..."
"So strong. The person taking the lead seems to be very powerful."
"They are not from our southern territory."
The leader of this group of people is a man with torn clothes and the head of a monkey. There is no doubt that this man is one of the four guardians of the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult - the Variety Monkey King!
The Variety Monkey King did not speak, but released his spiritual consciousness, sensing some of the more powerful auras in the Giant City.
Although the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult did not occupy the Southern Territory, they also knew that there was an organization called the "Martial Arts Alliance" in the Southern Territory.
This organization is also the most powerful organization in the Southern Territory.
Therefore, the Variety Monkey King also wanted to directly ask the people in the Martial Arts Alliance to see if they could get the whereabouts of the Wood Spirit Beast.
Before the Variety Monkey King could speak, a Martial Saint standing on his right asked coldly: "Where are the people from the Martial Arts Alliance? Let them come out to see us!"
This tone was so loud that the people in Giant City were a little dissatisfied.
After all, in their eyes, the people of the Martial Arts Alliance are the heroes who guard the southern border. How can they allow others to be so presumptuous?
However, everyone also saw how extraordinary the Variety Monkey King and others were, so they all closed their mouths and did not answer, so as not to cause trouble.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" The martial saint sneered and slowly raised the weapon in his hand.
At this time, a martial arts master from the Giant City finally stood up and introduced himself.
"I'm the deputy city lord of Giant City. I wonder if you are here..."
Before the man could finish his words, a sword cut off his head without any warning.
This scene happened so suddenly that everyone present was dumbfounded. They never expected that this group of people would kill someone at the slightest disagreement.
"What cats and dogs dare to come up? Let me ask again, where are the people from the Martial Arts Alliance!" This Martial Saint was ferocious by nature, and the aura of a Martial Saint was released in an instant, scaring those who were close to him.
It's all bullshit.
There were several warriors who originally wanted to come forward, but after seeing this scene, they all hid behind the crowd.
"Who are you!"
"Do you know where this is?"
"You dare to come to the southern border to cause trouble and seek death?"
Some people took courage and shouted angrily.
The Variety Monkey King also lost his patience. Now the Holy Alliance is getting stronger and stronger. This time they came to the Southern Territory from the headquarters of the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult. They were also careful all the way, so they wasted a lot of time, for fear of being known by the Holy Alliance.
This one thing.
At the signal of the Variety Monkey King, the ten sword masters present went on a killing spree.
Throughout the giant city, there were screams one after another.
The residents of Giant City, except for some casual cultivators, are almost all ordinary people who do not fight. How can they resist these ten martial saints.
In the midst of the mourning, the Variety Monkey King held up a bloody head and said in a low voice: "It's only three things. Let me ask you one last time, where are the people from the Martial Arts Alliance?"
Finally, someone couldn't stand this kind of killing and hurriedly told the story of the Martial Arts Alliance going to Death Valley, which naturally included the Monster Alliance.