Imperial preceptor? Zhou Shu was slightly puzzled. Great Xia didn't have an imperial preceptor!
Although he was somewhat puzzled, he didn't stop.
Or rather, he performed beyond his usual standard. Even he himself could no longer control the saber after he unleashed it.
"Spare his life!" A grand voice came from the post house ahead.
Zhou Shu felt a slight pain in his eardrums, and his mind went blank.
With a cold snort, he visualized the Five Mountains' True Form in his consciousness. The suppressive consciousness of the five towering mountains instantly restored his clarity.
At this moment, the earth-shattering saber beam had already descended.
When the second black-robed man saw that there was no way to avoid this attack, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. He threw the first black-robed man on his back up, and then he turned into black smoke and headed toward the post house.
Pfft!
