Han Muye didn't hesitate at all. He flew out of Dripping Blood Cliff and pointed his sword forward.
The sword light gathered once again.
The three of them stood in front of Dripping Blood Cliff and blocked the passageway.
At this moment, the auras of three Immortal Lords of the God clan had already descended in front of him.
However, Han Muye, Han Qi, and the others had no intention of backing down.
So what if they were Immortal Lords?
Today, they were going to fight against Immortal Lords.
"What a powerful sword cultivator," whispered the Blood Battle Sect's Immortal Lord Zhuliang on Dripping Blood Cliff.
Although he wasn't a sword cultivator, he had also studied swordsmanship and had a deep understanding of the Dao of the Sword.
Han Muye's sword strikes revealed the depth of his skills.
Immortal Lord Wanling nodded.
