Saber Emperor Wages War!

"All of them are Emperor Level Experts?" Chu Yang quivered as he looked at those eight people in block clothes. He felt a cold sensation in the back of his head as he thought, [Crap! When did Emperor Level Expert begin to gather together in the Middle Three Heavens?]

A loud whistling sound was heard as those eight people moved to either side, and made way in the middle. Then, a masked man in black clothes came floating in the wind from there. His feet didn't seem to touch the ground as he leisurely came out of that group of 8 people, and stood at the front with his hands crossed behind his back. Then, he confidently took a few steps forwards. He casually stroked his sleeves. This action issued a metal clanging sound. He smiled mildly and asked, "Brother Chu, do you recognize me?"

His voice was rather elegant; like a spring gently flowing down the mountain.