The Sword Daoist Overpowers A Top-Notch Sky-Pride, Suppressing The Sword Daoist

"It's the Sword Daoist!!"

The expressions of the three sword Dao sky-prides, who were just about to fight, changed upon seeing the Sword Daoist's arrival.

Although they were top-notch sky-prides, there was still a gap in combat strength between them and an outlaw sky-pride like Sword Daoist. 

"I didn't think that guy would be interested too."

"Now, this is a little troublesome." 

The sword Dao sky-prides looked at the Sword Daoist with fear.

On the other hand, the Sword Daoist looked at Wang Xu and the others apathetically, as if he was looking at a mere few ants.

"This Primitive Elite Swordgrass is mine."

The Sword Daoist uttered. 

He spoke in a manner as if those sword Dao sky-prides were nothing to him.