Chapter 395 The Saint Son of Falling Star

"Who is it? Come out!" Ding Hao shouted loudly.

"Jie Jie Jie... Anyone who is able to block my Steel Flying Awn Needles are not so poor in strength... However, if you want to be an existence standing side by side with us, the head of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect is a dotage," A bleak voice sounded in the whole pub. It was erratic and unpredictable. Nobody was sure where the speaker was.

The attacker obviously possessed a very clever stealth-attack technique.

The strength of that man, who could hide from so many young masters and enter the pub hall, was really unpredictable. Not until the moment when he made a move did Ding Hao and the other people notice him. Only people from a Sect in all the Snow Province could have that covert method—

The Falling Star Sect.

Ding Hao sneered and said, "Mean creature hiding your head and tail, show yourself."

Before he had finished his words, a cold white air appe