"The subordinates just got the news that they are heading to Luoqiu City, and they should be there soon, but the descendants of the God Emperor clan are not traveling with them." Situ Wuying replied.

"No peers?" There was a hint of doubt in Night's tone.

"Yes, my subordinates sent people to investigate carefully, but there is no trace of that person." Situ Wuying said affirmatively.

"It seems that he still has some scruples after all, and he doesn't dare to anger those old guys, so it's okay, it's okay." Dark Night thought for a moment, and said as a matter of course.

"Master, what should my subordinates do next?" Situ Wuying then asked.

"You just act according to the plan, you must not act rashly, let alone let other major forces be aware of it, success or failure in this move, you must not be careless." Dark Night said.

"Yes, master." Situ Qingying bowed and withdrew.

"This time, no one can stop me anymore, just use their deaths to accomplish my great cause of the night, hahaha For a long time, in the main hall, the hideous and terrifying laughter of the dark night echoed......

Luoqiu City at dusk looks majestic and solemn in the twilight, like an ancient giant, silently guarding this land.

The banner of Kenshin Stream hunted in the wind, and over the past few days, everyone had some subtle changes, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to find their differences, but if you look closely, you can find that everyone has a unique temperament, or cold and fierce, or calm, or deep and introverted.

Although their strength has not improved much, they have more or less a trace of the artistic conception of martial arts, this kind of perception is still just a seed, not much use, but when it sprouts and grows, and finally grows into a towering giant tree, these young martial artists will also go to their own path of martial arts powerhouse.

Ahead, dozens of knights crowded around a carriage and drove unhurriedly towards the city. On the banner above the carriage, the words of the Blood Flag Gate seemed to be written in blood, and it was dazzlingly red.

Smoke and dust billowed from behind, and dozens of other knights galloped from behind, each carrying a large flag with the words "Chopping Stream" written on it.

The knights who were slashing at the stream didn't even look at Ling Chuxi and the others, and rushed straight to the city gate.

"Hmph, slashing the stream, such a small force, do you actually want to come to get a piece of the pie?" Just as he passed the carriage of the Blood Flag Gate in front, a disdainful voice came from inside the car.

"Hmph, what did you say?" The knight at the head reined in and glared into the carriage.

"I said, with your little power, don't be bored, if you don't want to die, get out of here!" The man in the carriage shouted.

"Look for death!" The knight at the head drew his sword behind him.

Before he could make a move, he saw a figure fly out of the carriage, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a stream of bloody arrows spurted out of the knight's throat.

"Ho...... Ho ......" The knight's eyes widened, but he couldn't utter a word, and his body shook and fell from his horse to the ground, killing him instantly.

"You ......" The people who were slashing were shocked and drew their weapons in unison.

But at the same time as the figure in the carriage flew out, dozens of figures from the Blood Flag Gate also flew out, and in an instant, the cold light flickered and the killing intent was permeated, and screams sounded one after another.

It happened too suddenly, even Ling Chuxi and the others didn't expect that they would burst out and kill people just because they didn't say a word, and when that cold light flashed, dozens of people had all fallen to the ground, and there was no life.