After the torches were lit, Prince Jianyun finally saw clearly the personal soldiers surrounding Chu Feng. Each of them removed their helmets, their faces indifferent, exuding an extreme coldness.
"True Disciple Qiu Tai, Zang Jianfeng, Pu Fazheng..." Prince Jianyun's face instantly turned pale.
Trembling, he barked fiercely, "Chu Feng, you had clearly left the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, so how are you able to mobilize so many True Disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to serve you?"
Having trained in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect for many years, Prince Jianyun was very familiar with the sect's personnel.
Looking at those familiar faces, Prince Jianyun found it hard to speak smoothly. His entire body was convulsing.
"Take another look at who these three are," Chu Feng said with a mocking expression.
"Supreme... Supreme Elder..." When Prince Jianyun saw the aged faces of the three, he collapsed on the ground in fright.
