At the moment when the assassin was about to launch, the neighing of a war horse was heard in front of him.

"Red Flame War Horse?" the black shadow was stunned, "Could it be the iron horse of the Yan Mansion?"

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, thirty Red Flame War Horses with complete battle armor galloped in, instantly surrounding Long Haotian in the center.

Red flame war horse, a divine steed that travels thousands of miles every day. The back is two meters high, with six legs, and a red mane all over the body, which will release a light like a flame as it runs.

This is a spirit beast that makes every martial artist crazy, and in their hearts, the value of a divine horse's Red Flame War Horse is comparable to that of a high-level superb divine weapon.

At this moment, on top of the war horse, there were thirty cavalrymen with heavy armor and body protection, each of whom was the ninth strength of the Qingtian Realm, each holding a steel spear in his hand, all three meters long, and the tips of the spears were all facing Long Haotian.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There were also three horses from far and near, one master and two servants. Seeing this, the cavalry shouted in unison: "I've seen the fourth son!"

"Fourth Prince?" Hei Yingquan put away the bamboo pipe, "Could it be Yan Meng? Heh! It's getting more and more interesting, it looks like I don't need to make a move today, this Long Haotian is in a catastrophe!"

Just look at a red flame war horse with a back height of two meters and a half, like an elephant, and a giant man sitting.

He wears a dragon finch helmet on his head, a fire feather armor, and is two and a half meters tall. The eyebrows are like fire silkworms, the eyes are like red sun, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are very similar to Yanxiong, and there is a momentum of not being angry and self-imposing. In the center of his eyebrows, there is a cinnabar mole. There are a few beards under his chin, and he looks about thirty years old.

In his hand, however, he held a blazing lance, which radiated a brilliant light and a terrifying heat wave in the night, as if it had just been taken out of the fire.

This is a third-order blade, weighing 900 catties, with a total of forty-five third-order armor patterns, and contains fire attributes. The third-order weapon crest, each lit one, can increase the weight and power of the weapon by three percent.

This gentleman is Yan Meng, the fourth son of the Yan family, whose force can reach the power of three bulls, and the ninth powerhouse of the Flame Heaven Realm. Because Yan Huang is still growing, in the current Yan family's bloodline, his strength is second only to his father Yan Xiong.

At this moment, I saw Yan Meng riding his horse in front of Long Haotian, holding a blazing war lance and pointing: "Is it that you are indiscriminately killing brute beasts in my Yan family's imperial forest?"

"Not bad!" Despite being in a desperate situation, Long Haotian did not mean to give in at all.

Yan Meng frowned, he didn't expect that someone would dare to talk to him like this.

"Fourth Prince! look!" Hou Jiang, a lieutenant general who came with him, pointed at Long Haotiandao, "Isn't that Cheng Heng's mace, how did it get into his hands?"

"Huh?" Yan Meng's eyes burst out with two rays of essence, and the light on the war lance was shining brightly, and the diffuse heat made all the war horses neigh, "Boy, tell me the truth! Where did the mace in your hand come from?"

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard not far away, and Yan Meng looked back and saw five subordinates galloping towards them with the five remaining soldiers.

When they came closer, the five soldiers rolled their saddles and dismounted, and their whole bodies trembled and bowed in front of the fierce car and said in a trembling voice: "The fourth son forgives the sins, the fourth son forgives the sins!"

"Raise your head!" Yan said coldly at the five soldiers.

"Little ...... The little ones don't dare!"

"I'll make you look up!" a snap nearly burst everyone's eardrums, and the horses erupted in a thunderous roar again.

"Is that him?" Yan Meng pointed at Long Haotian.

"No...... That's right, it's him, it's him who killed dozens of our brothers, and he also killed Commander Cheng and a lot of brute beasts!"

"Heh, Cheng Heng is dead?" Yan Meng smiled coldly.

In fact, Cheng Heng did not let Cheng Yun to cultivate privately once or twice, Yan Meng had long been aware of it, and he had always wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him. And today, Long Haotian did this for him, and he suddenly had a lot of good feelings for Long Haotian.

At the same time, Yan Meng has always liked the strong, which is a well-known thing in Dragon Bird City. Whether you have offended him or not, if he finds out that you have an appetite for him, he will definitely take you under his command regardless of his past suspicions.

"The strength is good!" Yan Meng's tightly knit eyebrows stretched, "What's your name?"

"Fourth Prince!" said in a trembling voice, "this person...... I'm afraid I can't stay!"

"Oh, why?" Yan Meng said coldly, "Is it just because he killed Cheng Heng and a group of brute beasts? So what? This means that his strength is strong enough, as long as he is strong, I like Yan Meng very much!"

"But this person can't do it, because he stole the Yan family's mastery - Yan Bird Ten Stages Kill!"

"What are you talking about!" Yan Meng was taken aback, and even the dark shadow in the treetops in the distance showed an incredible expression.

"You can't be mistaken, can you?" said Yan Meng.

"Fourth Prince! Commander Cheng and a group of brothers died under the 'Ten Thousand Trees Broken'! The little one will never be mistaken, if what he said is wrong, he will gouge out my eyes!"

The other four soldiers also responded: "We are all willing to testify! If there is a lie, please ask the fourth prince to gouge out our eyes!"

Yan Meng sighed slightly, as if with a little regret. No matter how much he loves him, it is unforgivable if he violates the bottom limit of the family.

"You!" Yan Meng raised his war lance and pointed at Long Haotian, "Let me ask you, is what they just said true?"

"Hahahaha!" Long Haotian looked up to the sky and laughed, "How can these people's words be credulous?"

"Oh, why is that?" Yan Meng seemed to be eager to hear what Long Haotian had to say.

"Fourth son, I dare to ask, what kind of skill is "Ten Sections of Flame Sparrow"?"

"The Yan family is a peerless heirloom!" Yan Meng said without hesitation.

"That being the case, I don't think there are many people who have seen this "Ten Stages of Flame Sparrow". But why, these five soldiers guarding the mountain were so sure that what they saw must be the Ten Stages of the Yanque Killing? Fourth Prince, don't you think this is suspicious?"

"Fourth son!"

The five soldiers fell to the ground in fright. They didn't expect Long Haotian's mouth to be able to say so much at all.

Indeed, how could they have seen "Ten Stages of Killing the Flame Sparrow"? It was completely Cheng Heng's remark. The reason why they bit to death at this moment was that they hoped that Yan Meng would kill Long Haotian immediately after hearing this, and would not hold them accountable. But who would have expected that Yan Meng loved talent and actually gave Long Haotian a chance to explain.

Right now, in the face of Yan Meng's angry gaze, they suddenly lost their confidence. What if it really wasn't "Ten Stages of Killing the Flame Sparrow"? If Yan Meng found out that he had unjustly killed a person because of this, then he would definitely let himself go to the funeral!

"So you really told a lie?" Yan Meng's eyes were like torches, and the whole body of the five people trembled.

"The fourth prince spares his life, the fourth prince spares his life!" The five soldiers kowtowed like a hen pecking rice.

"Since you have told a lie, then do what you yourself say!" Yan Meng ordered, "Drag it down, gouge out your eyes, expel you from Yan Mansion, and never be hired!"

"Yes!" the guards replied, and a moment later the wails of the five soldiers for mercy disappeared into the night.

Yan Meng looked at Long Haotian and smiled, "You are Long Haotian, right?"

"Not bad! The fourth son has good eyesight!" Long Haotian nodded.

"Did you really learn the Ten Stages of Killing the Flame Sparrow?" Yan Meng asked.

"What if I say yes?"

"Hahahaha!" Yan Meng laughed, "You are really bold enough!Long Haotian, let me ask you, do you know my Yan family's ancestral teachings?"

"Of course! Steal the "Ten Stages of Killing the Flame Sparrow", don't talk about killing!"

"Very good! Zu Xun, even my father must not disobey without permission. However, for the sake of you killing Cheng Heng, I will give you a chance to explain. If the explanation is good, I can not kill you for the time being, your life and death will be decided by my father;