"Iron is faith, blood is righteous, iron blood is formation, life and death are unhindered."

Late at night, the rumbling iron chain formed a formation outside the Luowang stronghold. A square tripod with four corners was pulled by the iron chain and plunged heavily into the ground.

Dozens of mysterious men wearing black and gold masks appeared in a swaying manner. The four leaders hugged their chests with their hands, while the rest held swords in one hand.

In the darkness, flames were burning in the Iron Blood Cauldron. Mo Ya showed up with Luowang killers, and each of them was unsheathed. He turned his head and said very timidly: "Iron Blood Alliance, Luowang has always been with you. When we arrived late at night, we had such a big battle, what are we going to do? I don't remember that Luowang also took on the business of betting with others."

The first of the four leaders said: "Mo Crow, the commander of the hundred birds under Yuan Ji Wuye Yemu, is known as the crow chasing death, and can speed faster than the passing of life."

Before this person could finish his words, the second person's body had already flashed behind Mo Ya, "It seems that your speed is not as fast as the legendary one."

"Is it? At least faster than you." Mo Ya's provocative words came from the air, and "he" surrounded by four people turned into a flying crow and dissipated. "It was the first time I encountered someone who dared to provoke trouble since I jumped to Luowang."

"Hmph, you're looking for death."

"What? Are your Iron Blood Alliance going to start a war with me?"

Both sides were tense, and their murderous aura rolled on the ground.

"My Iron Blood Alliance just cared about the bet and had no intention of having a dispute with Luowang."

Mo Ya raised her eyebrows, "Oh? Then there's something to say."

"Luowang recently obtained the Sword of the Bold and Jue Fish Intestine Sword. My Iron Blood Alliance needs to borrow some days to complete the notarization of a bet."

"borrow?"

"good."

The story goes like this: A year ago, the sword-making master of Zhao State Xu used fragments of the Stone of the Stone to create a peerless dagger named Canhong, which was highly praised by contemporary Fenghuzi. She claimed that Canhong was the best short sword in ancient times, and her sword-making skills have surpassed the Xu family of Chu State.

The shark-toothed sword master of Chu State, Mrs. Xu, is not recognized. His son, Master Xu, casts the Shuihan Sword, but it seems to be half apart from Canhong.

Of course, the Xu family could not admit that their sword-making skills were surpassed by Xu's family, and said: If Canhong could compete with the Yuyan Sword, which was the masterpiece of the eternal masterpiece, if Canhong Sword wins, the Xu family would be willing to give up the disadvantage and present the Shuihan Sword with both hands; if Yuyan wins, the Xu family would no longer use the Xu family's sword-making skills to create even half of the weapons.

The dispute between the three family about making swords is known to everyone in the world and attracted the attention of most of the world. Any sword is taken out as a sword handed down from descendants. How can people in the world not be attracted to it?

The Iron Blood Alliance received this notarization, and the judges also served as the contemporary Fenghuzi.

This is indeed the case, but when can anyone borrow something from the net? Or borrow the famous sword that has been sung for thousands of years!

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Mo Ya immediately spread his hands and sighed, "With your intelligence strength, you should know that I do not have the ability to do this master."

"Behind you is the Qin State National Master Lu Yan. You can do this master."

"It means you are threatening me."

"No, we are informing you."

The four people stood there in their chests with their chests, and Mo Ya's eyes narrowed when she looked arrogant.

"I think it's faith, and blood think it's righteous. I will believe in you for the time being."

"Thank you."

Mo Ya threw the fish intestine sword that had not yet been heated to them, and his eyes were inexplicably radiant.

...

At the headquarters of the Iron Blood League, in a cold hall in the deep mountains, flags of different colors are clustered with the Iron Blood League's Iron Bracelet Fire Cauldron Flag.

The great aristocratic alliance, which has a deep roots in the world, has an agent in each country, who guarantees the major bets between the seven countries with huge financial and human resources.

In the past, the prince Kang, the prince of Wei, violated the bet by relying on the numerous armored soldiers, was beheaded within three days and hung on the city wall for public display. Because of the bet, the king of South Korea became a commoner and soon died in poverty. It can be seen that at least his strength is something that a country like South Korea cannot afford to provoke.

Someone asked, "All leader, the Blood-Clothing Marquis, do you want to save me?"

Well, that's right, the agent of the Iron Blood Alliance in Korea is Hou Bai Yifei.

The leader of the Iron Blood Alliance was wearing golden armor and carrying a big knife on his back. The handle of the dragon head was extremely conspicuous.

He glanced at the person who proposed, and knew that the other party was a Korean, and said indifferently: "How easy is it to save the Blood-Yi Hou?"

"If today's battles are everywhere, the prices of various grain, salt and iron materials are soaring. It's just the time for me to benefit. Who would sacrifice the time to make money to save Bai Yifei?"

"Yes, how much did he make less money from his indulgence in Korean business?

The South Korean proposal slapped the table, and anger filled his eyes, "Who do you remember the agents of Song, Lu, Zhongshan and other countries in the Iron Blood Alliance back then? In this great battle, the essence is nothing more than a powerful person to swallow the weak. Didn't the seven heroes of the Warring States period develop by eating the surrounding small countries again and again?

Now, only Qin is the dominant one among the seven heroes of the Warring States Period. Wei is in danger and Han is in danger. Will we also become the food of the Qin nobles in the future?"

The Qin State snorted coldly: "Speak alarmist, your marquis is almost finished. I think you should consider it more for yourself."

"Would you like to come to our Qi State? Our Qi State has been in good faith with Qin State for generations and will definitely make a profit and not lose money when you come to do things for me. Hahaha~"

The leader of the alliance signaled everyone to calm down, "Okay, the current situation is turbulent, and it is a great time to benefit. You each repay your lord, and the South Korean agent can be re-delivered."

Except for this person from South Korea, people from other countries lit up their eyes. Bai Yifei went away, and all the things that were empty were wealth~

The Korean looked at these people in disbelief, "You, you! Manager Wei, your Wei Kingdom has reached this point, can't your Anlingjun feel that the sky above your head is about to collapse?"

The manager, who represents the agent of the Wei State, An Lingjun, smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, Yang Duan and Yang Po can't fight for a long time, and the sky cannot fall. ~ My Lord Shang's income in the past two months is comparable to the previous year."

It's already this time, An Lingjun, who is the vassal of Wei, took the opportunity to make money in the country. Manager Han was so shocked that he couldn't speak, "It's unreasonable, it's foolish, you, you-"

Manager Wei sneered and interrupted him, "Okay, Manager Han, cherish your last days in the Iron Blood Alliance."

The rest of the managers laughed and teased the guy who was so anxious about the country that he was running up and down. The hall was filled with joy.

The lack of a plan!

Manager Han silently scolded these people in his heart, and rushed out with a lot of grief and anger.
Chapter completed!