The number of people who walked out of the secret realm of blood corpses alive in three years is the smallest, which makes the high-level of the Blood Sword Legion unable to raise their heads in front of the major legions, to say that the military style is fierce, and the Blood Sword deserves to be the first, but in terms of genius background, this aspect is indeed the weakness of the Blood Sword, known as the cannon fodder legion.

Blood Sword has always wanted to cultivate its own genius, but most of the talented sergeants choose to leave Blood Sword and join other relatively safe legions or comfortable military schools to slowly improve themselves after the Blood Sword has had enough military merits, so Blood Sword has become cannon fodder and a training camp for geniuses.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!

"It is precisely because every year the legion is bigger than our blood sword always sits firmly in the penultimate place, and every year the blood sword legion enters the blood corpse secret realm and comes out of the fewest people, so the other three legions can mock us unscrupulously, they use the best armament, eat the best military food, and take the best military salary, but they come to laugh at us licking blood on the tip of the knife to quench thirst of the blood sword good man, I have a fire in my heart!

Ding Baiyang stretched out his finger and poked his heart, and his voice was solemn and angry, "I'm not unwilling for my old face, I'm unwilling for the blood sword heroes who spilled their blood and threw their heads on the battlefield, why should they be insulted by the group of guys who hide in the rear and enjoy themselves?"

After listening to Ding Baiyang's words, many war masters were already enthusiastic, clenched their fists, and looked generous, but there were also some war masters who had long planned to use the blood sword as a stepping stone and were indifferent, as for the five members of the Zhao family, they had a family as a backer, so they didn't put the glory of the blood sword in their hearts at all.

"You are all elites in the army, you must unite sincerely here, come back alive, and raise my blood sword and military might!" Ding Baiyang finally instructed.

"Yes!" the twenty warriors beat their chests in unison.

"Alright, you wait here a little longer, someone will come to pick you up, I have an emergency meeting!"

"Congratulations, Lord Zhanxiong!" the twenty people bent down in unison.

After Ding Baiyang left the back garden, the twenty war divisions breathed a sigh of relief and talked in a low voice, Zhao Heng, who was looking for trouble with Han Ming, was not good at finding fault here in public after Ding Baiyang said such earnest words, he looked at Han Ming with a cold gaze from time to time.

Han Ming stood alone indifferently, quietly waiting.

Wei Fei, who was still in a relationship with Han Ming at the beginning, showed a little entanglement on his face, looked at Han Ming, sighed lightly, and gave up Han Ming.

Not!

Just as the twenty Blood Sword Warriors were anxiously waiting, they heard a dull low whistle from the edge of the sky, and a black blood sword marked airship flew towards it at an alarming speed.

The wind swept through the entire back garden, and many of the warriors took two steps back with trepidation, and the airship slowly descended, and on the deck stood a bloody sword warrior with a stern and cold face.

He was over half a hundred years old, with a few strands of gray hair on his sideburns, a pair of sharp eyes swept over everyone, and he said in a low voice: "I am Qian Xiu, who took you into the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, come up." ”

Seeing that Qian Xiu was so serious, the Blood Sword Warriors knew that this general was afraid that he would have a bad temper, so they hurriedly got on the airship.

Han Ming found a place far away from Bai Xue and sat down, compared to Zhao Heng, who had no head and no brains to find something to do with him, this girl who seemed harmless to humans and animals but quietly poisoned others was what he was most worried about.

Qian Xiu counted the number of people, and then urged the airship to activate the talisman array, and the airship roared continuously, levitating, and then galloped away in the direction of the Blood Corpse Secret Realm like a sharp arrow.

The airship is fast, but it has a protective air shield to block the wind current, so you can enjoy the scenery below when you stand on top of it.

Many of the warlords were also riding airships for the first time, standing on the edge of the airship fence and looking at Tianhai City, where the ground was getting smaller and smaller, and talked excitedly.

Han Ming also followed and looked at it twice, then quietly found a place to start meditating.

At this time, Zhao Heng, who had not seen any movement, suddenly made a move, but this time the target was not Han Ming, but Bai Xue, who Qiao Xiaoyanran quickly became the goddess of the twenty battle divisions.

Zhao Heng walked to Bai Xue's side with a sneer, and after scaring away the two fellow war divisions beside Bai Xue with his eyes, he stared at Bai Xue with fiery eyes and said, "Snow White Girl......"

Specifically what the two people were talking about, no one followed to listen, so they could only see Zhao Heng smiling and pressing step by step, Bai Xue leaned back in fear, and was finally forced into a corner by Zhao Heng, blushing and not knowing what to do.

"It's too much...... someone said in a low voice, and immediately the four Zhao family battle masters stared at the speaker, and the person didn't dare to say anything more, and the other war masters could only look at the past from time to time.

Qian Xiu, as an escort general, has entered the inner warehouse since he picked them up on the airship and never came out, so this deck is now the Zhao family talking.

Zhao Heng pressed towards Bai Xue step by step, and it didn't take long for his big hand to ...... towards Bai Xue restlessly

This, of course, provoked the dissatisfaction of most of the divisions, but these grievances were more due to jealousy.

Han Ming knew that Bai Xue was a human-faced snake and scorpion, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it.

The entrance to the Blood Corpse Secret Realm is in Xingyue City, Zhonghuang District, Zhongxuan Domain, Dongzhou, and it is a three-day flight range from Dongzhou, and three days is enough time for the fighters on the airship to form a gang, and Han Ming is jealous of Zhao Heng and others because of his lowest strength level, so no one is looking for Han Ming to join him.

Han Ming was also at ease, he simply closed his eyes and cultivated, and Zhao Heng was busy teasing Bai Xue and put him aside temporarily, and when it was early in the morning of the fourth day, the vast imperial capital of Star Moon City appeared under the airship.

All the war divisions were shocked by its majesty and prosperity, and Han Ming also went to the imperial capital of the motherland for the first time, and after taking a look, he praised it: "It is worthy of being the imperial capital!"

The airship fell into the territory of the Imperial City of Xingyue City, Qian Xiu got out of the inner warehouse, and led the twenty of them out of the airship.

At the same time, the airships with the symbols of the other three legions also roared, slowly stopping and falling, and the generals of each legion walked down separately, gathering together with their respective divisions.

The divisions of each legion also stared at each other provocatively at the divisions of other legions, the four major legions have always been at odds, fighting openly and secretly for a long time, up to the war heroes scolding, down to the soldiers fighting.

"Yo, I didn't expect the Blood Sword to fight so fiercely in Dongzhou, and this year I still have the spare time to send someone over to participate in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm. A warlord with visibly sunken cheeks and a Proud Lion general's uniform sneered in a disdainful voice.

As a legion guarding the capital and protecting the royal family, the military uniform is much more beautiful than the other three legions, and the golden general's official uniform is embroidered with a lion's head tattooed with gold wire, which looks majestic.

Qian Xiu's face sank, and his eyes stared coldly at the arrogant lion general, "What, Yan Zheng, do you have a problem?"

"No, no, no, the Blood Sword sent people to participate in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, how dare I have a problem. Yan Zheng squinted his eyes and waved his hand again and again, then sneered, and his words changed sharply: "I just don't understand, how can your blood sword let the Blood Sun Empire even occupy the Great Wall of the East Field?

Qian Xiu's face suddenly turned cold, not only him, but even a group of battle masters of the Blood Sword glared at Yan Zheng fiercely, and Han Ming also suppressed anger in his eyes.

After all, he had witnessed the cruel war in Dongzhou, and the Blood Sword Legion drew out most of the main forces to deal with this war, and at this time when they spoke, there were countless Blood Sword soldiers fighting and bleeding with the enemy.

The words of Yan Zheng, the commander of the Proud Lion Legion, really deeply pierced the hearts of every Blood Sword Warrior, although Han Ming did not have such a strong sense of belonging, he felt that the lives of every Blood Sword Soldier on the battlefield of Dongzhou should not be so insulted and despised.

"Yan Zheng!" Qian Xiu's eyes were brewing with infinite anger, he trembled lightly, he had been in the army for more than thirty years, he was more years in the army than at home, he regarded the glory of the blood sword as his own life, and he could not tolerate insults from others, so after reading Yan Zheng's name, a cold vitality gushed out of his body.

"Hahahaha, don't be impulsive, if you make a move, the quota of your Blood Sword Legion will be canceled. Yan Zheng reminded without fear, "But even if you Blood Sword participates every year, it won't take up much resources, after all, doesn't your Blood Sword Team have the title of a death squad?!"

After Yan Zheng finished speaking, not only the twenty battle masters of the Proud Lion Legion laughed, but even the other two legions also laughed, the Blood Sword Team entered the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, and the characters who came out never exceeded ten, and it was especially rare in the past two years, six in the previous year, and only three last year!

Therefore, the Blood Sword Team was given the title of a death squad by the three legions.

When the Blood Sword Warriors heard the laughter of the three legions, they all felt that their faces were hot, and they didn't expect the status of the Blood Sword to be so despised among the four legions.

Qian Xiu's fists suddenly clenched, his eyes glared at Yan Zheng, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was almost on the verge of breaking out.

"I guarantee that none of you will be able to come out this year!" Yan Zheng's gaze swept sharply towards the twenty battle masters behind Qian Xiu, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"I'm really not afraid to flash my tongue when I speak!" Qian Xiu gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"Dongguo Qi. Yan Zheng exclaimed nonchalantly.

An arrogant lion warrior with a long figure and a somewhat pale face stood up, although he had a dignified appearance, his eyebrows were gloomy, this person stood beside Yan Zheng, and slightly missed a trace of the momentum of a ninth-order warrior.

This momentum made the faces of the other two legions present all change drastically, especially Qian Xiu and the battle masters of the Blood Sword.

After Dong Guo Qi could release his momentum, he looked at the group of battle masters with a sudden change in the face of the Blood Sword with a high chest and disdain, cut lightly, and said: "It's better for you to go back to the house with the Blood Sword, so as not to get inside, it is just to add blood to the Blood Corpse Secret Realm." ”

It is said that it is the experience of the secret realm of blood corpses, in fact, it is the way of cultivating geniuses like Gu cultivation in the four major legions, and when there is no one to supervise it, they can fight and rob treasures at will, the strong survive, and the weak are eliminated, but even if it is so cruel, there are still people who squeeze their heads and want to get a quota.