Chapter 1905 Draw Your Swords, I Trust You!

Fallen! The middle-aged man died without ever understanding how he fell! Beside him, Ye Xuan sheathed Qingxuan Sword and returned to Little Tower to continue cultivating. Below, the strong men of Divine Sect looked at each other in bewilderment, their faces filled with confusion. ... Divine King Valley. Inside Tree Palace, Mu Gu lay on a vine chair, right foot resting on left, eyes slightly closed, lightly tapping the chair with his right hand. At this moment, Mu Xi entered Tree Palace, her expression somber. "Master, the person on the mountain has fallen!" Mu Gu's tapping fingers stopped. After a moment, she spoke softly, "How did he fall?" Mu Xi hesitated, then said, "It's said that he touched the sword in Ye Xuan's hand, and then he vanished without a sound." Mu Gu frowned slightly. "Touched the sword?" Mu Xi nodded. "Yes." Mu Gu fell silent for a long time before whispering, "Although this person is not from the mountain, he is certainly not an ordinary person..."