"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

When the middle-aged blood robe appeared, the void shook more and more violently, and the iron hooves stomped into the sky, like thousands of horses rolling forward, full of infinite killing intent and the breath of destruction. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hiss......"

Between the clouds and mountains and fog covers, the sound of the neighing of war horses sounded, which also contained a strong war intent, full of a long-cherished wish to gallop thousands of miles and walk through 100,000 rivers and mountains.

Then, after the neighing of the horses, there was a whirring sound, and there seemed to be a curtain dancing in the air, making the breath of the entire heaven and earth extraordinarily gloomy, and the hidden resentment revealed a desolate killing intent.

"Blood Flag!"

In the void, a black flag cultivator said in shock.

In the rolling clouds, a blood-colored battle flag suddenly flashed, looming.

The white flags of the Eight Banners clan frowned slightly, staring at the place where the blood flag disappeared, and suddenly a trace of doubt and apprehension suddenly arose in their hearts, and suddenly, the blood-colored battle flag reappeared, tearing and pulling in the long air, revealing endless blood.

"Dragon's Blood!"

On the blood flag, there are two large black characters painted, like the blood of the Nine Demon Domains condensed, full of the breath of death and destruction.

The Eight Banners Ancient Clan, everyone's hearts were shocked, "The dragon's blood iron horse, the dragon's blood iron horse, which has disappeared for more than 20 years, has reappeared, these millions of rivers and mountains, I'm afraid they will tremble again, under the dragon's blood and iron hooves, not a single grass grows!"

"Huhu...... Hiss ......"

The sound of the banner tearing resounded in the void, and after a blood flag appeared, a blood-red battle flag suddenly appeared on the ground, but with a breath, a murderous blood flag appeared......

In just a few breaths, twenty-eight blood flags appeared in all directions of the void!

The blood flag is mottled, like the vast earth red with blood, and the entire dust, rivers and mountains are submerged in the sea of blood.

"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

The swaggering blood flag, accompanied by the sound of the war horse galloping, rolled in, bright red in the air, and each flag was a soul-seducing fate-seeking post.

"Shhh

A long hiss pierced the sky, and then the void shook, like a mountain peak thumping down, and when the rolling clouds disappeared, an iron rider appeared directly east of the void.

Dressed in pitch-black armor, he looked extremely hideous, his whole body was tightly wrapped, his right hand was a set of iron dragon arms, and the chest goggles showed the shape of a dragon's head, and behind him was an ink-like cloak, fluttering in the hunting west wind.

In the iron rider's hand, he held a spear, which was as black as ink and full of the breath of destruction, and the spear was red in hunting, but it was obviously stained red with blood, and there was a dragon's blood under his crotch.

An iron horseman, like a demon king!

The man on the back of the dragon's blood Tianji suddenly moved, his arm shook, as if he was about to shake the heavens and the earth, the spear barbed the sky, and a desolate and hoarse voice came out of his mouth:

"Dragon's Blood, Homecoming!"

"Shhh...... Hiss...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The fierce horse neighsed, roaring thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the front hooves fell, as heavy as Mount Tai!

The clouds and waves rolled and disappeared in an instant, and around the hundreds of chariots of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, twenty-eight iron horsemen suddenly appeared, hideous and cold, full of anger, murder, and hatred.

The faces of the Eight Banners changed slightly, "It's been twenty years, and the dragon's blood iron rider is not missing!"

Looking at the dragon blood standing there silently on the back of the iron horse, steady as a giant mountain, domineering and fierce, giving people infinite pressure.

"Kill me!"

In the void, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the white-robed ancient worshipper, and he suddenly ordered, and before the voice fell, the chariot roared, suddenly changed in the air, and went towards the dragon blood war horse to encircle and kill in the opposite direction.

"Change!"

Among the dragon-blood war horses, the leader shook his spear and let out a violent sound.

Suddenly, the fierce horse roared, and the iron hooves thumped out of the sparks in the air, and rushed towards the mottled ancient chariot, waving the spear in his hand, shooting out the sky with a burst of spear.

"I can't help myself!"

Among the hundreds of chariots, the White Flag Cultivator smiled contemptuously, "The Dragon Blood Iron Rider of the Black Flag Realm, in their eyes, there is nothing to worry about!"

"Boom". The sky fluctuated, and at the moment when the white flag powerhouse made a move towards the dragon-blooded iron horse, the twenty-eight iron horsemen in the void instantly shifted direction and rushed to the position where the red-robed man who had been short-lived before appeared.

"Boom!"

Twenty-eight dragon blood iron horses, at the same time, fell on a plane of the void, and at the moment when the dragon blood iron horse fell, the red-robed man who disappeared suddenly appeared, dressed in a blood robe, even more scarlet.

The blood-red robed middle-aged man appeared in front of the dragon's blood iron horseman, forming a triangular battle formation...... The blood-clad man is in the center, and the dragon's blood iron rider is showing two wings spread.

The rusty iron knife was slowly raised, revealing a desolate aura!

"Kill!"

Middle-aged in bloody clothes, his eyes were full of murderous aura, his whole body was shocked, and the breath of endless terror slanted out, and the whole world was filled with endless killing machines, the bloody clothes were flying, the killing machines were mottled, and the whole person seemed to crawl out of a mountain of corpses, churning in the boundless sea of blood.

Above the void, the Seven Great Ancient Offerings, their complexions changed slightly:

"It's so heavy that it makes them panic!"

Under the murderous aura of the blood-clothed man, any murderous aura was as small as an ant. Outside the battle situation, Jun Qinghan's face was flushed, he was infected by the man in blood, and his heart was full of anger, he wanted to kill people and drink blood!

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill ......"

In the rear, the dragon-blooded war rider roared at the same time, the body shook, the desolate and mottled breath filled the void, and twenty-eight "kills" were uniform, like thousands of troops and horses, majestic and yellow, majestic and mighty, sweeping a hundred thousand wind and clouds, shaking the rivers and mountains below were cracked and trembled.

In the void, the blood-clothed middle-aged man stared, and the rusty iron knife in his hand slashed in the air, rolling out an incomparable sword, slashing like between heaven and earth.

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes was shocked, which was even more terrifying than the lame foot of Sin Qianqiu, and directly crushed the void, and in one step, he slashed towards the rolling ancient chariot.

In the rear, the Dragon's Blood Iron Rider followed closely behind, and the spear was sharp.

"Presumptuous, when I'm the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, what's wrong, the little dragon blood dares to come and offend!"

Ahead, dozens of ancient chariots were crushed towards the dragon-blooded iron horse, and the monks of the Eight Great Clans and the Eight Banners stood on the horizontal log, looking at the blood-clothed man led by him with contempt and disdain.

"Get out!"

The blood-robed middle-aged man roared angrily, full of desolate anger, pure killing intent burst out, and the rusty iron knife in his hand slashed down in the air, inspiring a terrifying sword, like a huge mountain, crushing towards the ancient chariot of the four directions.

The aura of terror is overwhelming.

On the chariot, looking at the sword above his head like a hundred thousand crazy knives, his face changed drastically, and he immediately threw down the ancient chariot and ran away, his face was already gray.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

Endless blades slashed down, making earth-shattering explosions, and dozens of ancient chariots were wiped out in an instant.

The dozens of white flags who escaped were jealous, looking at the middle-aged man in the blood robe in horror, their fists trembling slightly, and a cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the blood robe below, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he glanced at the dozens of white flag powerhouses who had escaped, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then the steel knife shook, and he killed forward again.

"Ah...... Who are you?"

Above the void, dozens of white-flag powerhouses who escaped suddenly screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, and they looked at the blood-clothed man in more and more horror, "You, how can you know his moves!"

Below, the middle-aged and dragon-blooded warriors in blood robes are moving forward.

"Bang!"

Thousands of lights shone in the sky, and the white flags that escaped suddenly emitted thousands of sharp knives from the inside of their bodies, stabbing their entire bodies full of holes, and their mouths turned into a cloud of blood mist, bursting open, and there was not even scum left.

"Is it him?!"

The white-robed Gu Worship's face changed drastically, his body couldn't help but tremble a little, and his dry palm pointed horizontally, "Quick, kill him for me...... Kill him, he shouldn't be present on earth".

In the void, all the ancient chariots rumbled towards the blood-robed middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man in the blood robe smiled contemptuously, a trace of cruel killing intent appeared between his eyebrows, licking the blood stains from the knife edge, his body shook, and the murderous aura around his body surged again, directly annihilating the entire world, shocking the world!

The iron knife was swung ...... Fall......

The heads of the white flag monks rolled down into the sky!

And the black flag monk on the chariot is all left to the dragon's blood iron horseman, and the spear is full of invincible!

The middle-aged man in the blood robe had a hard complexion, without a trace of change, blood splashed all over his body, and his brows did not wrinkle, in his hands, killing people was like drinking water, and what was slaughtered was only ants on the soles of his feet.

If you don't kill, you won't want to live!

The middle-aged man in the blood robe walked unhurriedly in the air, every step was a hundred zhang, no more, no less, among a hundred zhang, the middle-aged man in the blood robe only swung a knife...... One knife falls, and the white flag is extinguished!

There is absolutely no white flag powerhouse who can go and kill the dragon-blooded iron horse.

In just six steps, the chariot that originally rumbled in the void was almost destroyed, and there were only thirty people among the hundred white flag powerhouses, and only a hundred people left for the black flag powerhouses.

Six steps, six hundred zhang!

The middle-aged man in the blood robe has already walked in front of the Seven Great Gu Offerings.

"Sin King, long time no see, wine, I brought it!"

The middle-aged man in the blood robe looked a little hoarse, and the iron knife in his hand was retracted, inserted into the scabbard, took out a jar of wine, and threw it at Sin Qianqiu, "This jar of wine has been around for more than thirty years." ”

Jun Qinghan's brows suddenly furrowed, and the aroma of wine emanating from the air was exactly the same as the Kunlun blood in Hidden Heaven City.

His eyes looked at the waist of the middle-aged man in the blood robe, his whole body was shocked, he was a little stiff, and a chill rose on his back, "That rusty iron knife, he has seen it, when he fled from Tianyuan Academy to Shenlong City, he met a hermit family on the way, and the rusty iron knife hanging in its lobby."

His expression was slightly condensed, and when he looked at the face of the man in the blood robe, Jun Qing froze in place, "This middle-aged man in the blood robe is the big man who planted rice at the beginning, and he didn't dare to kill the pig!"

The wine entered the bowels, and the middle-aged man in the blood robe roared wildly, full of infinite hatred, "After so many years, you are not dead yet", the murderous aura in his eyes was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly looked at the Seven Great Ancient Offerings.

The black-robed Gu Worship suddenly turned around and said coldly:

"You've finally picked up the Blood Killing Divine Knife again, Xiao Jun - Kill!"