Suddenly there was a roar in the forest.

Lu Wanjian was covered in blood, and grabbed the black-clothed armor soldier in front of him, his face hideous

"Song Guan, what about the backups, are they all dead?"

Lu Wanjian's eyes were red, and the black-clothed armor soldier was grabbed by the collar and lifted into the air.

Behind Song Guan were several warriors who were also in disarray, their originally neat robes were messy, and their wide sleeved robes were cut out of large and small cuts, and they were covered in ashes.

These people were all elders of the Blood Alliance, and they originally scattered and fled in a panic, but they found that the people of the Flame Alliance did not catch up with them at all, so they gathered around Lu Wanjian.

Several people looked at Lu Wanjian and the herald soldiers not far away, their eyes cold.

This time, they almost confessed all to the cold marrow mine, and they needed an explanation.

If it weren't for the fact that there would be backup arrivals, how could they possibly guard the Cold Marrow Mine and fight to the death with the people of the Flame Alliance.

"The subordinates don't know, the leader of the Song League has already led people out of the camp, and he also received an order from the battalion, so I will give you a reply."

"I don't know, I don't know anything, so what's the use of you"

Lu Wanjian's head was scattered, and with a wave of his hand, the black-clothed soldier turned into an afterimage and smashed on an ancient tree.

There were two people hugging the ancient tree, the thick roots were torn out one by one, the branches shook wildly, and the black-clothed soldier didn't even say a word, directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell under the ancient tree.

"Song Guan, I'll your eighteenth generation ancestor"

Lu Wanjian's eyes were bloodshot, his palm lit up with golden light, and he grabbed the ancient tree behind him with one palm.

Click

The bucket-thick ancient tree snapped in response, and countless debris flew out of the fracture, as if it had been slashed by countless sharp swords.

"Retreat without a fight, I don't even have the courage to fight for your mother's pavilion master, go home to retire, I will be your old man"

Boom, boom, boom

The golden Void Sword Qi scattered towards the surroundings, and the ancient tree in front of Lu Wanjian was suddenly pierced with small holes the thickness of his thumb.

The dark blue leaves shook wildly, like rain, and the trees continued to fall, making a loud rumbling sound, and the scene was trampled by an angry bison, and the scene was a mess.

As early as when Song Guan failed to kill Ye Cheng, he knew that he was not Ye Cheng's opponent.

Ye Cheng and Song Guan are like monsters, they are also at the level of the peak of transformation, the strength of these two people is several times that of the masters of the same realm, and the energy level of the two of them fighting, he is terrified just by standing next to him.

If it weren't for Song Guan saying that he would test Ye Cheng's strength again, if it wasn't for Song Guan saying that he would come to support, how could he resist that kind of monster.

If Ye Cheng hadn't stopped just now, he would have really died

"Old ghost Song, you want to borrow my life to kill someone, you wait for me"

Song Guan's eyes were bloodshot, and a tyrannical aura emanated

He understood what Ye Cheng was afraid of, if he wanted to be the pavilion master, he must not only have strength, but also have a little feather, even if that feather is a fig leaf-like existence, Ye Cheng must pay attention to it

But he never understood how Song Guan dared to do such a thing.

This is no longer a thousand wounds to the enemy, eight hundred self-inflicted losses, abandoning subordinates, cowering without a fight, the entire blood alliance will fall apart in an instant, it is simply digging a self-grave.

There was a sound of violent breathing in the forest, and all the masters looked coldly at Lu Wanjian, who was constantly venting, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes

Looking at this appearance, Song Guan even sold Old Ghost Lu together?

Lu Wanjian waved his robe, his expression finally returned to calm, and he glanced at everyone present,

"Let's go, go back to the camp, and see if our Song League master can say a big day."

Lu Wanjian's voice was cold, and he strode towards the outside of the forest.

Several Blood Alliance martial artists also had cold expressions, followed behind Lu Wanjian, and rushed towards the Blood Alliance camp.

In a mountain forest hundreds of miles away from Lu Wanjian, a massacre was going on.

Thundered

Loud noises continued to echo in the mountains and forests.

In the middle of the forest, stout pines are collapsing, sending up huge amounts of smoke

An iron-gray light flashed in Chen Ying's hand, and his hand turned into an eagle's claw, pulling it violently

Click

A blood-colored arm was immediately twisted off

He didn't stop, and slapped his palm on the bloody corpse in front of him, and the bloody corpse turned into an afterimage, and immediately flew out upside down.

The bloody corpse smashed a large pit in the ground, and the rubble and dirt splattered everywhere, but soon, a blood-colored figure stood up from the bottom of the pit again.

The bloody corpse was red, the skin and flesh were exposed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The blood corpse looked down at the severed arm on the right, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the bare arm made a move into the air.

Suddenly, on the ground dozens of meters away, an arm that was thrown on the ground rose into the air, and quickly joined the severed arm of the bloody corpse, the red streamer flashed, and the right arm was intact again.

The bloody corpse shook his arm, as if adapting, the corners of his mouth flickered, and he rushed towards the gray-robed figure in the distance again

Bang bang bang

The sound of the clash in the forest kept getting quieter, and the remaining hundred or so soldiers were putting up their last resistance, but seven or eight blood-colored figures kept shuttling through it, and the number of soldiers was rapidly decreasing.

burst

A soldier stabbed into the chest of a bloody corpse, followed by several long knives into the limbs and heads of the bloody corpse.

The soldiers cooperate very tacitly, and the timing of the shot is extremely accurate, no matter where it is placed, it can be called an elite division.

The corpse's limbs and heads flew up, but the limbs suddenly turned in midair.

Puff puff puff

The limbs turned into four bloody rays of light, which instantly plunged into the chests of the four soldiers.

The eyes of several soldiers widened, and a look of relief flashed in their eyes, the reason why they had fought until now was just that they couldn't escape the encirclement of the bloody corpses at all, and they were just fighting the trapped beasts.

Four blood rays flew back, and they were connected to the body of the blood corpse, and the blood light flashed, and the blood corpse raised its head and went towards the dozens of remaining soldiers again.

Around them, hundreds of black-armored corpses lay in the forest, blood staining the mountain forest red.

boom

Chen Ying's body flew out, hit the pine tree for a moment, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He supported Gu Song beside him, glanced at the tragic situation around him, and looked at a black-robed figure in the distance with a sad and angry face

"Old ghost Song, you can't die well"

Chen Ying's face was pale and gray, blood vessels were prominent, her lips were purple-black, and her terrible screams continued to echo in the forest, like a ghost wailing.

A black-robed figure stood at the edge of the woods, indifferently watching the slaughter in the field, with a expressionless face.

Beside him, five old men in brocade robes lay on the ground, their faces were also blue and black, and they were already unconscious.

The internal qi on the bodies of several people automatically flowed, and a faint brilliance rose from their bodies, as if they wanted to get rid of the foreign poison in their bodies, and these people turned out to be masters of the condensation realm.

Suddenly, several blood-red threads appeared on the bodies of several people, and the blood lines were violently strangled, and the internal qi on several people suddenly collapsed into a little brilliance.

The internal qi was defeated, and the unconscious few people snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blue and black color on the faces of several people became a little darker.

"Mr. Song is so generous, one transformation and five condensations, plus hundreds of elite soldiers, he even said that he would send it, I thanked Mr. Song on behalf of my master."

Behind Song Guan, a figure shrouded in black robes slowly walked out, looking at the attack that had entered the end in front of him.

"Isn't your master short of flesh and blood essence, I don't know this, can he be satisfied" Song Guan's voice was flat,

Not far away, the last soldier was hit by a bloody corpse, and his head exploded with a bang, causing a rain of blood in the sky.

"The master is extremely satisfied, so many masters, and so much essence and blood, it is enough for the master to recover for the time being."

The black-robed figure turned his gaze and stared at Song Guan's back, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He stared greedily at the figure in front of him, he could feel the powerful qi and blood of the man in front of him, if he was allowed to swallow it all, it would definitely make his strength go to another level.

Song Guan didn't seem to be aware of it, just watching Chen Ying's last dying struggle in the distance.

The black-robed figure looked at the seven or eight bloody corpses that had stopped killing not far away, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes

"Is that enough? If it's not enough, I can send another batch."

The black-robed figure just wanted to make a move, but suddenly a faint voice came again, still calm without the slightest fluctuation.

The black-robed figure didn't know what to think, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and the red light in his eyes finally gradually dissipated.

"Enough is enough, it's just that Mr. Song gave such a big gift, I don't know if there is something you want me to bring to my master" The black-robed figure walked to Song Guan's side, and his eyes also looked at the last trapped beast battle in the distance.

"Of course there is, go back and tell your master and let him help me kill someone" Song Guan's eyes narrowed slightly

"Murder?"

The black-robed man was stunned, he thought that Song Guan would ask them for some kind of exercise treasure, and even if Song Guan asked his master for Yin Zhi Horse, he would not be surprised, but Song Guan sent so many masters to them, and in the end, he actually asked them to help kill people?

"Mr. Song has provoked a monk, if this is the case, my master will not be able to accept this gift."

The black-robed man's eyes sank, and with a light wave of his palm, the bloody corpse that was fighting in the distance suddenly stopped, and was slapped out by Chen Ying, who was dismantled by his cape.

The black-robed man sneered in his heart, several masters of the acquired realm wanted to let their masters help deal with the Tianyuan cultivators, and they really couldn't do it if they were wronged

Several bloody corpses parked in the distance moved in unison, running towards the black-robed figure, and were about to withdraw.

"A foreign incarnate martial artist whose body is stronger than mine, your master is not interested" A faint voice sounded

"Alien transformation, you have to deal with Han Jiulong"

The eyes of the black-robed figure lit up, his master had been looking for a powerful acquired body, and Han Jiulong was the target of his master, but Han Jiulong's side was too tightly defended, and they had no chance to attack at all.

"A Han Jiulong, your master is satisfied?" Song Guan chuckled lightly, his tone disdainful

"What do you mean, Mr. Song, is there a stronger acquired martial artist" The black-robed man's eyes suddenly lit up with blood.

"The inner family refining body is all perfect, the age is seventeen years old, is your master satisfied with such a root bone qualification" A fierce glint flashed in Song Guan's eyes

"People, where are people" The black-robed man's voice was hurried, and his robe suddenly flew up

"So, we're working together?"

"Mr. Song is full of sincerity, I promise Mr. Song on behalf of the master, I wish us a happy cooperation" A bloody light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed figure

"Happy cooperation," a smile flashed across Song Guan's face

boom

A loud bang was heard in the distance

Chen Ying, whose face was black, finally couldn't support it, and was slapped in the chest by the bloody corpse, and was completely unconscious

The mountain wind blew, and the black-robed man's cloak was blown open, revealing a bloody face.

Song Guan stretched out his hand and gently held it together with a blood-red palm with bare muscles.

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