Then he didn't stop, strode towards the outside of the tent, and regretted it in his heart, he obviously sensed a powerful murderous aura, but he had a preconceived idea, thinking that he was a martial artist of the Divine Mansion, and with a thought, he cut off the lives of several priests!

At the same time, there was a surge of anger in his heart, which force dared to make them the enemy of the 'Black Lotus Sect'?

Looking for death?!

The 'Black Lotus Sect' is now prestigious, and even the two holy places of Sword City and Sword Sect are not willing to provoke easily, let alone others?

He didn't care about the village he slaughtered before, it was just ants, and it was their blessing to be able to contribute to their 'Black Lotus Sect' great things!

Could it be that Yong'an City behind him dares to seek revenge?

However, he never imagined that the army under his command that the outside world was killing his subordinates at this time was the one to whom Yong'an City belonged!

Standing outside the tent, Song Mingda's face suddenly changed.

Immediately, the monstrous anger burned fiercely, and he wanted to burn the mountains and evaporate the rivers!

He saw that there were corpses everywhere, rivers of blood flowing, and the soldiers under his command were running away in confusion, and there were only 500 people left!

It's only been half an hour, right?

The reason why he was able to sit in the camp tent and be indifferent was because he was full of confidence in the army under his command, even if the Zhenhu Army and the Zhenlong Army of the Dawu Dynasty were the same in number, it was impossible to defeat them!

There were fifteen or sixteen priests in the Divine Mansion realm alone, and now, when he raised his eyes and glanced at them, he didn't see any of them!

"Look for death!"

With anger in his eyes, Song Mingda shouted, his face was distorted, and his sword light was shining, like a supreme divine sword, stabbing towards Hua Xiong, who was sweeping in all directions!

"Huh?!"

Hua Xiong turned his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with blood-red divine light, like a demon god who stepped into the world from hell, wrapped in endless murderous aura, and slashed horizontally with a big sword!

Clang!

It was as if the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded, and a sword and a sword collided suddenly!

Heaven and earth seemed to be divided into two halves, one side flashed monstrous red light, blood flames soared into the sky, and the other side was swept by endless black light, which was eerie and weird.

The surrounding trees were uprooted, cracked layer by layer, and boulders flew in the air, smashing and shattering!

The two sides were horrified and quickly dodged, such a terrifying power, if they stood in the center, they would definitely die!

Hua Xiong took a few steps back, the long knife trembled, but his face was extremely excited, and his fighting spirit was strong, looking at Song Mingda, who was also a few steps backwards on the opposite side, his eyes erupted with dazzling light!

Song Mingda was a little shocked, touched his slightly numb right arm, looked at the majestic man opposite, his face became extremely solemn, he was the strength of the Grandmaster Triple Sect, even in the 'Black Lotus Sect', his status was not low.

"Who are you, dare to be an enemy of my Holy Sect?"

Song Mingda shouted, the strength of this person in front of him is extremely strong, and he is by no means weaker than him!

"I am Yong'an City Huaxiong!"

Hua Xiong drank coldly, and his fighting spirit was agitated, it had been a few months since he came to this world, but the enemies he encountered, without exception, were all local chickens and dogs, and they were vulnerable.

Only this person gives him a feeling of being worthy of a battle!

Yong'an City?

Song Mingda was stunned, almost unable to believe his ears, such a small city, can there be a strong grandmaster?

Is he lonely and unheard, or is the world changing too fast?!

If he knew that Hua Xiong was only a realm of the Divine Mansion Duo, I was afraid that he would doubt the truth of this world.

Without waiting for him to understand, Hua Xiong strode over, the long knife in his hand was shining with fire, like a ruby cast, and sharp knife light surrounded his body, like a flower of sword light!

Chop!

The long knife was raised high, as if a majestic sacred mountain was smashed, the sky was turned over, and the earth was overturned!

Song Mingda snorted coldly, without fear, the long sword in his hand shook, and the sword light swayed, like a monstrous tide, and the waves rolled over the clouds!

Bang!!

The swords collided again, and the terrifying aftermath swept through a radius of dozens of zhang, the earth was sunken, the earth and stones were soaring into the sky, and the big trees shook and fell outward.

"Haha!

Hua Xiong roared excitedly, and his blood rushed to the sky, like a beacon fire and wolf smoke, which could be heard for miles!

"What a strong qi and blood!"

Song Mingda looked at the surging blood in front of him like wolf smoke, and was taken aback, such a terrifying and terrifying powerful qi and blood, shocking ghosts and gods, it is impossible for ordinary grandmasters to have, only those inhuman grandmasters who specialize in physical cultivation can compare!

He secretly complained, although this person's true yuan was far weaker than him, but his strength was terrifying, and his right hand holding the sword was numb after two collisions.

It made him feel like he was fighting those crazy physiques!

"Come again!"

Hua Xiong's footsteps were stepped on, the ground was trampled and sunken, and the long knife in his hand slashed horizontally again!

The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger!

The wind is howling, the hunting is sounding, and a fierce tiger phantom behind Hua Xiong slowly emerges, overflowing with fierce light, opening teeth and dancing claws, roaring to the sky, raising his head and roaring!

Everyone seemed to see that the full moon in the sky flashed, and a thin silver light of gossamer suddenly rushed down, connecting to the phantom of the fierce tiger!

Tiger Roaring Moon!

Looking at it again, there was nothing, but the fierce tiger became more and more furious, his body exceeded ten zhang, and the white killing light in his eyes suddenly condensed like substance, and shot away at Song Mingda!

Song Mingda took a deep breath, his face was serious, his long sword was clenched, and his whole body exploded violently, and the phantom of a black lotus appeared behind him, deep and pitch black, without the slightest luster.

At this time, the petals slowly bloomed, like a huge monster, opening its hideous mouth.

Call!

The two blood-colored evil lights were instantly stimulated, and everyone seemed to hear ancient evil words, which sounded from the depths of their hearts, persuading people to follow evil!

Ignoring the confrontation between the White Tiger and the Black Lotus, Hua Xiong's long knife kept slashing out, and the violent sword qi was scattered everywhere, and the power was shocking.

The long sword in Song Mingda's hand flipped, like a round of the sun, the sword light became round, even if a waterfall rushed down, it would be cut off by the waist!

Great Day Sword Technique!

He was originally a core disciple of the Sword Sect, but he acted recklessly, and after being expelled from the Sword Sect, he was inspired by the chief priest of the 'Black Lotus Sect' and became a sect envoy.

All his life, it can be said that all his cultivation is on one sword!

If the sword is there, there is no fear of anyone!

The speed of the two is not slow, in a few breaths, they have already exchanged dozens of moves, Hua Xiong is more and more excited, the battle spirit is like a madness, the long knife in his hand is like a river hanging in the sky, and it continues to be cut out directly.

The sword light is in the sky, and the sword qi is cut through the sky!

From the top of the mountain, the two fought bloodily until the bottom of the mountain, just like two monsters, wherever they went, they were destroyed!

Song Mingda's face turned pale, he didn't expect that the person in front of him seemed to be not tired, the more he fought, the more fierce he struck, and his right hand was already numb, and he was about to lose consciousness.

He knew that if he continued to fight, the one who died must be him!

Although he was deeply unwilling, he was carrying a secret mission of the Holy Sect, and he must not fail!

Glancing at Hua Xiong, he let out a sad roar, his steps retreated rapidly, and the sword light was like a scene of starlight, swaying down, blocking Hua Xiong!

"Huh! want to escape?"

Hua Xiong snorted coldly, looked at the Xiliang elites gathered not far away, and suddenly shouted: "Xiliang bloody battle!"