"Where did the demons come from, pretending to be gods and ghosts here! All cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, under my green dragon spear, die!"

Chu Tuhan suddenly made a move, one person and one dragon were like a cyan lightning, and he arrived in front of Hong Yuan before his words fell. The sharp tip of the spear flashed with cold light, piercing Hong Yuan's heart.

A cold, ferocious force locked Hong Yuan's body, and before the spear arrived, a piece was dented on Hong Yuan's chest, and an unparalleled energy rushed to his face. Chu Tuhan's spear stabbed up, even if he had the Heavenly Silkworm Armor Body, he might not be able to resist it!

"Be careful!"

Zhao Xuemin reminded loudly, worried that Hong Yuan would not be able to resist, so he chased after him with the pipa in his arms, and with a flick of his fingertips, hundreds of snowflakes turned into ice blades, and roared straight towards Chu Tuhan and the green dragon under his crotch.

"Kill!"

Chu Tu drank coldly, and the blue light on his body suddenly flowed, ignoring the ice blades whistling behind him, and accelerated towards Hong Yuan, determined to kill Hong Yuan with one shot.

In this operation, his purpose was Zhao Xuemin, and he wanted to capture him alive and bring him back to the Hualong Empire, but the big fish must be caught, and the small fish and shrimp must not be let go, and not a single one can escape. Only in this way can Zhao Xuemin be arrested and there will be enough time to evacuate.

Broken Leaf City is not a powerful master, but Night Dragon City is full of masters, once Zhao Xuemin's father, the Drifting Snow City Lord or the master of the Night Qingtian, is alarmed, it will be troublesome. Hong Yuan, who covered the departure of the explorers and dragged the dragon-blooded warriors in the main hall, became a thorn in Chu Tuhan's side, and he had to kill him!

"Come on, welcome the first one to die. It's too slow, what Qinglong Hou, it's just a waste snack at best!"

Hong Yuan drank vigorously, raised his blood-sucking sickle, and looked murderous as if he was going to fight Chu Tuhan hard.

Zhao Xuemin stopped, his face was a little shocked, and he wondered if Hong Yuan was really possessed by some old demon. Who is Chu Tuhan? A marquis in the Dragon Blood Legion of the Hualong Empire, a martial champion who was killed from thousands of troops, is a first-class master with a head and a face in Hualong City, the capital of the Hualong Empire, but Hong Yuan said that he is a waste of dim sum?

The huge green dragon raised his head and let out a dragon groan, and his speed skyrocketed again, Chu Tuhan's face was pale, obviously he was also completely enraged by the four words 'waste dim sum', and rode the green dragon directly towards Hong Yuan, wanting to pierce his body with a shot, and then crush him into meat sauce!

Scattering the dragon-blooded warriors who were surrounding Hong Yuan, they all flew back and gave way to a large open space, lest they be affected by Chu Tuhan's attack. Even a squad leader like Yin Zhiyuan is hiding far away, the gap between the dragon blood warrior and Hou Ye is too big, whether he is touched by the green dragon or accidentally injured by the strength of Chu Tuhan's green dragon spear, it is not something that a dragon blood warrior can bear, and if he does not die, he only has half a life left.

It turned out that Chu Tuhan only exerted his five successful powers, believing that this was enough to kill Hong Yuan with one shot; in a fit of rage, he suddenly increased his strength to ten percent, and went all out to be even more fierce than when he chased and killed Zhao Xuemin, leaving no spare strength.

"Come on, what dragon blood legion, one day it will all be the deity's dim sum, hahaha!"

Hong Yuan laughed, and a violent force erupted in his body, ready to pounce.

However, just as the people's eyes widened as they waited to witness a ferocious battle, Hong Yuan suddenly shook himself back to his original state, then shrank back and rushed out of the hole in the wall, and fled in an instant. The speed was so fast that even Chu Tuhan didn't have time to see Hong Yuan's true face clearly.

The dragon, which slammed into it at high speed like a mountain, turned its head sharply, its massive body brushing against the wall.

Before making close contact with the wall, Chu Tuhan forcibly commanded the green dragon under his crotch to twist his body, so angry that his internal organs were about to explode, "Damn, kill, catch up and kill this kid who pretends to be a ghost for me, kill him!

"Whoa!"

The dragon-blooded warriors bowed down to receive the order and rushed out in groups. When they arrived outside the main hall, they scattered and acted separately, frantically chasing Hong Yuan and many explorers.

Hundreds of dragon-blooded warriors were so frightened by others that they didn't dare to move, shame!

If you don't kill Hong Yuan, what face will you have to return to the Hualong Empire?

The dragon-blooded warriors reacted, knowing that they had fallen for Hong Yuan's trick, and they gritted their teeth and chased around one by one. Inside the main hall, Chu Tuhan Huo Ran turned around and rode a green dragon to fight with Zhao Xuemin again; Soon, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the explorers who had not had time to go far fell into a pool of blood one by one.

Among the hundreds of dragon-blooded warriors, Yin Zhiyuan was not only strong in cultivation, but also very experienced, after rushing out of the main hall, he looked around, and went straight to a fork in the west, following the breath left by Hong Yuan and chasing after him, while chasing and directing the dragon-blooded warriors he saw along the way, and let them take a detour to the front to encircle. As soon as he ordered the two dragon-blooded warriors to go to the front, he didn't take a few steps when he saw another dragon-blooded warrior, perhaps running too fast and fierce at once, standing in the dark and holding on to the wall and gasping for breath.

"It's really useless, I'm tired like this after only a few steps, follow me!"

Yin Zhiyuan scolded loudly and angrily, treating his subordinates as rudely as ever. This dragon-blooded warrior didn't dare to talk back, and obediently followed, not tall, wearing the standard armor of a dragon-blooded warrior, but unlike other dragon-blooded warriors, he wore a big hat on his head.

Yin Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and he was bent on chasing and killing Hong Yuan, who was pretending to be a ghost, and he didn't pay much attention for a while. After running wildly for a while, he asked, "Boy, what's your name, and which captain's subordinate are you?"

"The little one's surname is Hong, his name is Yuan, and he works under Captain He Shuntian. The dragon-blooded warrior replied, followed closely behind Yin Zhiyuan without raising his head, and even walked faster, and the distance between the two was closer.

"It turned out to be Suncheon's guy's subordinate, no wonder it's so useless. Hey, no, what are you talking about, Hong Yuan ......"

Yin Zhiyuan muttered to himself, and suddenly frowned, in his impression, none of the dragon blood warriors who secretly infiltrated the alliance this time were surnamed Hong. Did you remember it wrong, or did you ...... , Yin Zhiyuan suddenly stopped, "Boy, where is your hometown from the Hualong Empire?"

Yin Zhiyuan turned around to ask for an explanation, and what answered him was a sharp dagger, which thudged into his heart with a thud, leaving only a piece of the handle outside.

The moment Yin Zhiyuan turned around, Hong Yuan, who was close at hand, gave him a fatal blow, and he had been preparing for a long time.

After rushing out of the main hall, Hong Yuan didn't go far at all, and he wasn't even ready to escape, waiting for an opportunity like this. Hundreds of dragon-blooded warriors were furious, and scattered to track down his whereabouts to kill him, and Hong Yuan in turn wanted to kill them one by one. These powerful dragon-blooded warriors are all his prey.

A grand prelude to death is only really opening at this time.