"Fellow Daoist of the Eastern Sea, do you really want to attack in front of my Nine Mystic Sword Sect?"
A voice came from the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain.
It was Tuoba Cheng's voice.
"I'm Wang Dang from the Tang Mountain Sword Sect, seventh in the inner sect."
The middle-aged man who condensed the sword light raised his hand and bowed to the mountain gate. "I'm here today on the orders of Master, Sage Ling Tao, to seek justice for Junior Sister Xu Ying."
He raised his hand, and a long sword materialized in his hand.
"The Sword Dao of the Western Frontier, the strength of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect is extraordinary. The name of the Sword Dao Immortal is well-known.
"I'm challenging a junior disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect today. If you can defeat the sword in my hand, my Tang Mountain Sword Sect will no longer intervene in Junior Sister Xu Ying's personal grudges."