Outside Fucheng, a ruined temple.

A bonfire was lit, and next to it sat a man, dressed in blood, with a rough appearance, cold eyes, and a bloodthirsty fluctuation on his body.

Beside him, on the right hand side was a long knife stuck in the ground.

The long knife was unsheathed and glowed with blood.

He stirred the bonfire with one hand, staring at it with his eyes, not moving, as if he were looking at something new.

Call!

A cyan figure, changing and stepping into the broken temple, was the maid in a green shirt next to the third princess Xiao Yiren.

After she entered the ruined temple, she saw the man staring at the bonfire in the temple, her eyes trembled, and then she showed a smile, slowly walked in front of the man, and bowed down.

"Ji Lan see the First Dharma King!"

The voice of the green-shirted maid is delicate and beautiful, full of tenderness, as if it can pry a man's heart.

But the blood-clothed man in front of her did not change in the slightest, and his eyes were still firmly fixed on the bonfire in front of him.

It seemed that in his eyes, the bonfire was more attractive than the green-shirted maid.

This man is the first Dharma King of the Blood Netherworld Sect, Li Xuerong, if it weren't for his personality, he would probably have become the third deputy sect leader of the Blood Netherworld Sect.

Seeing this, the green-shirted maid turned her beautiful eyes and said softly: "My lord, the second lady ordered you to deal with the money gang Zhu Xiawu, it is best to kill him,"

"Good!"

His eyes stared at the fierce blood melting of the bonfire, and he replied simply.

Then he stood up, lifted the bloody knife stuck in the ground, and stepped out of the broken temple to the direction of Fucheng.

The handmaiden in the green shirt immediately followed.

After the third princess Xiao Yiren returned to the Zhenfu Division, she immediately sent her to see Li Xuerong, asked the first Dharma King to deal with the money gang Zhu Xiawu, and asked her to check Han Tang's body.

Although she was sure that Han Tang was dead, she didn't see the corpse, and she felt unsure.

Inside Fucheng

In a spacious mansion, Zhu Xiawu was drinking wine and sitting in the pavilion courtyard of the mansion, although he was drinking, his eyes were solemn, and his face was a little sad.

In Zhu Xiawu's heart, the things that can make him worry are as long as he has his own business.

Su Hao has already given him a chance, the 36-way horse thief in the Qingyun Mountain Range, this is his team, he has to worry about how to form this 36-way horse thief into a giant force.

At this moment, a slight sound of wind came behind him, his eyes froze, the wine glass he was drinking instantly stopped at his mouth, and his eyes looked behind him,

Behind him stood two men.

Han Tang, who was dressed in a gray robe, and another person, wearing a black and white robe, with a long sword in his hand, his expression was cold, revealing an unsettling edge.

The breath of his whole body was locked, and he stood there like an invisible sword.

He is Su Hao who has just drawn Xue Yiren.

"In Xia Zhu Xiawu, have a drink, we will be friends from now on. ”

When Zhu Xiawu was talking, a wine glass appeared on it, he held the wine jug and filled the wine glass, Xue Yi's heart moved, and his body floated in front of Zhu Xiawu like a ghost.

"Under Xue Yiren!"

When Xue Yiren spoke, he drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, which was regarded as accepting Zhu Xiawu's friendship.

Zhu Xiawu smiled, when he saw Xue Yiren, he knew that they were not the same kind of people, he was a person who needed power, but this Xue Yiren was not a martial artist for him, a martial artist who was happy in the rivers and lakes.

So they can make friends, they can be friends.

Of course, if Shangguan Jinhong came, these two would definitely not become friends.

Because both share the same ambitions.

As for Han Tang on the side, he is different from them, he is a killer, he only lives for others, no ambition, no happiness and hatred, only orders and death.

These three people are three types of people.

"Have a drink and go!"

An empty glass appeared on the table, and after Zhu Wuxia poured the wine, he flew directly towards Han Tang, and Han Tang reached out to take the wine glass.

But just when the wine glass was about to reach Han Tang's hand.

The wine glass shook suddenly, as if it had been pulled by some foreign breath, and fell directly to the ground.

Click!

The sound of wine glasses shattering resounded in the silent courtyard.

Xue Yiren, Zhu Xiawu, and Han Tang all looked at each other, and their eyes looked towards the outside of the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion at this time.

The first Dharma King of the Blood Underworld Sect, Li Xuerong, was stepping in, he did not hide his breath, but wantonly released his own breath, his qi and blood did not have a trace of domineering, but it revealed endless coldness.

At this time

Not far from here, Mu Qinglian and Mi Youqiao, who had already rested, both appeared on the roof, and they glanced at each other.

"It's the blood melting, I didn't expect the Blood Sect to come to him, now I really want to see if Zhu Xiawu of the Money Gang will be so arrogant. ”

Mu Qinglian groaned in her mouth, her figure flashed, and she galloped away.

Mi Youqiao on the other side has a solemn look in his eyes, although this powerful blood fusion is a Heavenly Realm Ninefold, but it is extremely crazy, when he was crazy, he once tore apart a Heavenly Realm Ninefold existence.

And now, after so many years, this powerful blood fusion may have touched that threshold.

After Mi Youqiao pondered for a moment, he immediately galloped away, after all, the battle between the nine layers of the Heavenly Realm was difficult to see.

Inside the pavilion

"I didn't expect that you and I would come to the master before we drank good wine!"

Zhu Xiawu said with a smile.

"Kill him, keep drinking!"

Xue Yiren said coldly.

What's more, Su Hao sent him here just to kill this first Dharma King.

Click, click!

A crack suddenly appeared in the originally thick wall, and then it collapsed directly, and the figure of the first Dharma King of the Blood Underworld Sect walked in from outside the collapsed wall.

The moment he walked in, his expression froze, because there were two masters in this pavilion, and the strength of these two people was still very strong.

But then there was an excited red light in his eyes, and when he emitted this red light, his whole body began to become crazy, and the blood-red long knife in his hand followed the blood.

"This!"

Ji Lan, the green-shirted woman who followed behind Li Xuerong, looked shocked, she didn't expect that the first Dharma King would go crazy directly after seeing the other party, showing the strongest combat effectiveness.

Mu Qinglian and Mi Youqiao, as soon as their bodies stopped, they felt a violent breath erupt from Li Xuerong's body, and they were uncomfortable when they were suppressed.

Their eyes couldn't help but look at the pavilion.

In an instant, there was an incredible look in his pupils, and he knew why his blood melted so much, and why he went crazy as soon as he came up.

Because there is another master in the Qian Gang Pavilion.

There was a chilling sword aura exuding from this person's body, and he stood there, a long sword that could be unsheathed at any time, his eyes were calm, and he was not affected by the breath of strong blood melting.

"The sword master of the Heavenly Realm Ninefold Master!"

They glanced at each other and gave an answer.

"What kind of gang is this money gang, and why is there another Heavenly Realm Ninefold Existence. ”

Mu Qinglian's figure retreated to offset the pressure caused by the strong blood fusion, and then faced Mi Youqiaodao, who also retreated.

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