The three people from the Shifang Sword Sect glanced past Lu Ming and the others, and finally stopped on Lu Ming.

"You're Tianyun?"

The old man in charge asked.

"good!"

Lu Ming said lightly, he wanted to see what medicine the other party was selling.

"Tianyun, you have repeatedly opposed my Shifang Sword Sect and killed the genius masters of our Shifang Sword Sect many times. Are you guilty?"

The old man in the lead had a cold look and stared at Lu Ming.

"I know the guilt? I've killed a few pieces of the same thing from your Shifang Sword Sect. I haven't said that I've got my hands dirty yet. I'm still aware of the guilt? What's the crime?"

Lu Ming responded lightly and did not take the other party seriously at all.

"you..."

The old man in the head turned pale and exuded a cold murderous intent. After a while, he calmed down. He waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Tianyun, there is no eternal enemy in the world, only eternal interests. Today, I can give you a chance to atone for your sins. As long as you lead the Red Blood Iron Cavalry, surrender to my Ten-Terms Sword Sect, and make a bloody oath to be loyal to my Ten-Terms Sword Sect, I can consider letting you go. The sins you committed in the past can be written off."

After the old man finished speaking, everyone understood what the other party meant.

Now, the Red Blood Legion is powerful and famous in the scorching sun and Yin Moon countries. The Ten-Stand Sword Sect is planning to surrender Lu Ming.

Lu Ming sneered.

"I want you to let it go? Which onion are you? An immortal thing, you really think of yourself as a big shot. Okay, have you finished talking nonsense? You can die after you finish talking."

Lu Ming glanced at the other party and had lost his patience.

"Little beast, if you don't want to eat and punish you, then I will kill you today. After killing you, the Red Blood Legion will still be from my Ten-Stand Sword Sect, let me die!"

The old man completely lowered his face, shouted angrily, and slashed out with a sword.

This sword showed the old man's strength in the eighth level of Wuzong, and had the power to break mountains and rivers, which was extremely amazing.

"Not good, be careful!"

Ming Meng yelled.

"Young Master!"

"Does go!"

"Mr. Marquis!"

Qiuyue, Xie Nianqing, Huaying and others were all shocked.

No matter how strong Lu Ming is, he cannot be the opponent of the peak warrior of the eighth level of the Wuzong.

But Lu Ming rode on the Red Blood Scale Wolf King without moving.

"Die!"

The old man showed a ferocious look, and the sword light became even brighter, and he quickly slashed towards Lu Ming's head.

It was about to be slashed on Lu Ming's head, and the old man was overjoyed.

I screamed in my heart, "What a peerless genius, if you haven't grown up, what a genius?" Isn't it going to die in my hands.

But as soon as he thought, he saw a slap slap on the edge of Lu Ming.

bump!

The sword light that slapped him with this slap was like tofu, and it was instantly broken.

The old man was stunned.

Mingmeng, Qiuyue and others were also stunned.

"A fly, screaming here, is so annoying."

Yan Quan appeared beside Lu Ming and said lightly.

The slap just now was of course Yanquan.

"You...Who are you? I am the elder of the Shifang Sword Sect, how dare you..."

The old man from the Shifang Sword Sect was stunned for a while and screamed.

But before he could finish calling, Yanquan slapped him again.

Bang!

No one could see how this slap was swung clearly. It was too fast. I felt a flash in front of me and I heard a crisp slap.

Then I saw the old man from the Shifang Sword Sect screaming and flew out. In the air, his head was like a watermelon, and it exploded with a touch, and red and white objects splashed everywhere.

"This...this..."

Ming Meng and others almost bit their tongues, and their eyes almost glared.

A strong man at the peak of the eighth level of the Wushu Sect is almost the top master in the Scarlet Sun Empire. He is definitely a high-ranking existence in the five major sects, and he is even higher than an ordinary golden robe elder.

An ordinary golden robe elder is only at the seventh level of the Martial Sect.

A strong man at the peak of the eighth level of the Wushu Sect was actually slapped to death.

This is also amazing.

The old man next to Lu Ming is such a terrifying strong man?

Before, when Ming Meng and the others saw Yanquan, they just guessed that they were an ordinary Wuzong. They never expected that they would be so terrifying.

Immediately, they looked at Lu Ming and became even more awe-inspiring. How did Lu Ming do that so could such a person be with him?

The two remaining men of the Shifang Sword Sect were almost scared to death. At this time, they shouted loudly, turned around and ran away.

"How is it possible to escape in front of me?"

Yan Quan smiled coldly and punched him out.

Boom! Boom!

Two fists burst out and shot out.

The two great men at the peak of the seventh level of the Wushu Sect were directly overwhelmed by the fist force. When the fist force disappeared, the two great men were not even left with scum.

It was shocking to solve two masters at the peak of the seventh level of the Wushu Sect easily, which was shocking again.

Only Lu Ming is exceptional.

"Waste, waste!"

Lu Ming was heartbroken.

Under Yanquan's punch, even the essence and blood were burned completely. How could Lu Ming not feel heartbroken? These are two powerful men at the seventh level of the Wushu Sect.

The movement here naturally shocked the iron army of ghosts from miles away.

"No, Tianyun takes action, kill them all!"

Among the Ghost Iron Legion, of course, there were masters from the Ten-Stand Sword Sect. At this time, they shouted and led a large army to rush towards Lu Ming and the others.

"Run, defeat them!"

Lu Ming blew coldly.

Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao...

The red-blooded scattered wolf roared wildly, and his roar shook the sky, rushing towards the Ghost Iron Legion.

The momentum is so strong that it is earth-shaking.

"No, the mount was frightened."

"Run, beast, hurry up!"

Thirty thousand red-blooded squats roared, frightening the mounts of the Ghost Iron Legion and unstable formation.

And in this moment, the red-blooded scaly wolf had already rushed to the scene.

boom!

The two legions collided heavily.

At this moment, the right and wrong are judged immediately.

The Ghost Iron Legion is like a piece of paper, and the Red Blood Iron Cavalry is like a knife. As soon as it comes into contact, the Ghost Iron Legion is torn apart, and this hole is expanding rapidly.

"Hold on, hold on to me, you trash!"

A master from the Shifang Sword Sect shouted.

"What's the name?"

At this moment, Yan Quan's figure appeared beside him.

"Ah! Help..."

He was about to scream, but Yan Quan waved his hand and cut off his head.

Yanquan jumped among the troops and killed the master of Wuzong, which was completely unstoppable.

A half-step king can also only a half-step king. Fighting among all the troops is simply cheating.

Because the difference is too big, it can no longer be solved by the number of people.

Unless there is a battle formation like the Mo family, combined with dozens of Wuzong's powerful men, they can compete.

roar!

The blood of the Nine Dragons was suspended above Lu Ming's head. With a loud roar, the terrifying devouring power burst out, and immediately the blood power of hundreds of Ghost Iron Legion soldiers and their essence and blood were swallowed up.

Wherever Lu Ming passed, there was a body left.

This is a one-sided battle, and the Ghost Iron Legion cannot cause any obstacles to the Red Blood Legion.

The shouts of killing shocked the sky, corpses were everywhere, and blood was filled with energy.
Chapter completed!