"Battle Ring!"

Seeing this purple ring, Zhang Yue couldn't help but exclaim.

"Still on your knees?"

Han Yun's body was filled with an extremely mysterious aura.

At the same time, an ancient battle spirit suddenly condensed behind Han Yun!

"Knock ......"

As if it was a magic sound from ancient times, a drum sounded suddenly.

"Buzz ......"

The aura ran wildly, and the low drum beat seemed to fall on everyone's hearts.

The disciples of the Mad Sect fell to the ground one by one with pale faces, and even the Lei Diao next to Han Yun was also pale.

The drum beats.

It made him seem to see the ancient battlefield, and the bloodstained corpses in the sky made people can't help but tremble.

"The Drums of War ......"

Zhang Yue looked at Han Yun with a pale face.

He wanted to rebel.

But under the gaze of the ancient battle spirit behind Han Yun, he only felt that his legs weighed tens of millions of catties, and a voice shouted wildly in his heart.

"Get down on your knees!"

"Get down on your knees!"

......

"Get down on my knees!"

"Knock Knock ......"

Two more war drums came.

Zhang Yue, whose legs were trembling, suddenly turned red on his face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

"It can't ......"

Zhang Yue's face was full of incredulity.

"Three war drums, how many years, how many years have there been no sound of war drums in the war clan, and the halberds of the war clan disciples have already rusted!"

"Poof!"

Zhang Yue finally couldn't bear this coercion and knelt down directly.

"I've seen the young master!"

Zhang Yue knelt on the ground and prostrated down directly.

"Wouldn't it have been like this sooner!"

The aura on Han Yun's body suddenly disappeared, and the smiling face was just like the two of them.

Han ...... Young Master!"

A touch of awe rose in Zhang Yue's eyes.

Disciple of the War Clan.

Bloodline is respected, and as for strength, it is secondary!

Han Yun was able to sound three war drums, which had already reached the level of eight bloodlines, and such a bloodline was more than enough to be their young master.

"Get up!"

Han Yun replied lightly.

If it were other Zhan Zun, Han Yun would have to spend some means, but the disciples of the War Clan had a strong oppressive power against the power of the bloodline.

The power of Han Yun's bloodline.

It's not something that Zhang Yue can resist at all!

"Young master, Zhang Yue was offended just now, please forgive me!"

"Spare you this time, next time, it will be a capital crime!"

Han Yun glanced at Zhang Yue and said lightly.

"Yes!"

Zhang Yue wiped a cold sweat.

"Lei Diao, continue to go to the Battle Sect!"

Han Yun commanded towards Lei Diao.

"Yes, Boss!"

The thunder eagle jumped up and turned into a big bird of dozens of feet, carrying Han Yun and quickly disappeared.

"Young master, wait for me ......"

Zhang Yue hurriedly caught up.

"Boss, you still have the means, you didn't see Zhang Yue's cowardice just now, you really laughed at me!"

Lei Diao's face was full of joy and Han Yun said.

"You little eagle, you are really looking for a fight, Zhang Yue is a strong man of Zhanzun, the reason why he is afraid of me is because of the power of my bloodline, if you provoke him, I will not help you!"

Han Yun couldn't help but laugh and scolded.

"Boss, you can't do this, I'm your favorite baby......"

"Stop ......"

Han Yun's face was covered in cold sweat.

Damn, when did his heart and liver baby be a carving!

"Hurry up, wait until you get to the Battle Sect, let you have enough!"

"Thank you, Boss!"

Lei Diao's face was full of excitement.

An hour later.

The thunder eagle finally came out of the desert of the ancient city and entered the territory of the ancient city of Xia, and a strong aura of heaven and earth suddenly rushed towards Han Yun.

"What a rich aura!"

Han Yun couldn't help but sigh.

This aura is several times richer than that of the Three Kingdoms of the Northern Regions.

"Go to the War Sect!"

Standing on the back of the thunder eagle, Han Yun's eyes were like lightning, shooting straight into the distance.

In the vast ancient city of Xia, on a certain towering mountain peak, a majestic hall stands here.

War Sect!

Two words, dragon flying phoenix dance.

But today's Zhan Sect is full of sadness.

All the disciples of the War Sect stayed above the main hall, and the top one was the Sect Master of the War Sect and the first powerhouse of the War Sect, Zhang Lang!

"Sect Master, is the disciple of the Bull Pavilion really here?"

A strong man of the war king asked Zhang Lang suspiciously.

"That's right, there is news from the Seven Star Sect that Brother Bull has personally brought a strong man to my Battle Sect!"

Zhang Lang said in a deep voice.

Zhang Lang's heart was full of regret.

If he had known that little girl had such a heavy status in Han Yun's heart, Zhang Lang would never dare to do this, although the Zhan Sect was also a top-grade sect, but compared to the Bull Pavilion, it would be far behind.

"Sect Master, if I'm not mistaken, this Pavilion Master of the Awesome Pavilion should be a War Emperor!"

The second strongest man of the Battle Sect, another Battle Emperor Qu Dao, came out and asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"That's right!"

Zhang Lang replied in a deep voice.

"Sect Master, although my Zhan Sect has just become a top-grade sect, my ancestor was not a ...... left."

Qu Dao looked at Zhang Lang, and a grim light flashed in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Lang's face changed.

"Sect Master, we don't know how many strong people have come to the Bull Pavilion, but if we fight with the Bull Pavilion, even if my Zhan Sect wins, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses, although the method left by the ancestor has also been lost, but it is definitely much better than starting a war with the Bull Pavilion!"

Qu Dao said coldly.

"This ......"

The corners of Zhang Lang's mouth twitched slightly.

Got a loss?

The method left by the ancestor is to shed a river of blood!

"There's only one way!"

Zhang Lang's eyes suddenly rose with a touch of ruthlessness, and then he commanded below:

"Arrange for the disciples to go to the three surrounding cities, and catch 100,000 ordinary people for me!"

"Arrest 100,000 ordinary people?"

The elders' eyes were full of doubt.

"The sect master's order, don't hurry up!"

Seeing that this group of elders hesitated, Qu Dao suddenly shouted coldly.

"Yes yes yes ......"

The elders of the War Sect all left.

Around the Battle Sect.

In an instant, it became a place of disaster.

There were ordinary people who fled everywhere, these people did not practice martial arts, and they had no resistance at all in front of the disciples of the War Sect, so they were directly caught by the disciples of the War Sect and then brought into the War Sect.

The mountain behind the battle sect.

In a dusty cave.

Qu Dao and Zhang Lang appeared here, and behind the two of them were countless disciples of the War Sect, and in front of each of the disciples of the War Sect, there were several ordinary people kneeling.

"Kill me!"

"Yes!"

With a single sword, the blood stained the entire Zhan Sect red.

A surge of resentment gathered in the sky above the Battle Sect.

At the same time, there was also a cold power, that power, I don't know where it came from, but it made every disciple of the Battle Sect feel as if they were standing in an ice cave.

"Strange, why did these people escape?"

On Lei Diao's back, Han Yun frowned and looked at the group of panicked ordinary people.

"Zhang Yue, you go down and ask!"

Han Yun commanded Zhang Yue.

"Yes, young master!"

Zhang Yue saluted respectfully, and then disappeared into the void.

After a while, Zhang Yue returned.

"What's going on?"

Han Yun asked in a deep voice.

"According to the reaction of the masses, the disciples of the Battle Sect have been arresting ordinary people recently, and now they have arrested close to 100,000!"

"Catch ordinary people?"

Han Yun paused slightly, and then the Qi Observation Technique began.

With purple eyes, he looked towards Zhan Zong, only to see a mass of Heren's resentment appearing in Han Yun's sight.