In a mountainous area, nearly 500 people appeared here, seemingly resting.

A grim-faced man walked forward and came to a gray-haired old man.

"Ancestor, one person does things and one person does things, I hand myself over, maybe I can protect my Xin disciple!"

The person who spoke was the Marquis of Changshan.

The Marquis of Changshan seemed to be a Broken Soul Refining Body Realm martial artist in the Yuan Shen Realm at this moment, and the aura emanating from his body was even thicker than that of the Xin Ancestor.

The Xin Clan Ancestor shook his head, and then sighed.

"Even if you go back and turn yourself in, Emperor Great Qin will not let us go, and now we only have one way out, and that is to go to the land of Great Chu!"

At this moment, a cold voice came.

"Your Xin clan has committed a monstrous disaster, and you still want to leave the land of Great Qin, it's just wishful thinking!"

Ling Huming stood on the top of a towering tree, his hands clasped to his chest, and his face was like a knife.

With the sound of Linghu Ming, nearly 100 soldiers of the Kowloon Army and 3,000 diners hidden in this place surrounded this place, surrounding the three layers of the Xin family's disciples.

"Second prince, there is a debtor who has been wronged, it is the idea of the eldest prince to assassinate the fifteenth prince, our Xin clan is just acting according to the order, can you see that our Changshan Xin clan has paid sweat and blood for Daqin, and let our Changshan Xin clan have a way to live, I Xin is very willing to abolish my cultivation and go with you!"

The original name of the Marquis of Changshan was Xin Ji, and Xin Ji asked with a fist at Ling Huming.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, I have a friend, you must know, his name is Ling Huming, and this prince promised him one thing, that is, to kill your Changshan Xin clan.

The so-called words are like water, covered with water and difficult to collect, how can I not believe what I say?" Ling Huming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zhu Ningdong also knew that Changshan Xin's family was Ling Huming's enemy, and now she learned that her mission was to kill Changshan Xin's family, which made her suddenly have a sense of war.

In Zhu Ningdong's opinion, as long as it is her Linghu brother's enemy, it is her Zhu Ningdong's enemy!

Zhu Ningdong has been cultivating hard in the past five years, with the aim of being able to help Ling Huming in the future.

The strongest person in the Kowloon Army, Jiulong Shuai, discovered her talent, the natural success of swordsmanship, so he accepted her as a disciple.

Zhu Ningdong did not live up to the high expectations of Jiulong Shuai, and in five years, he became a master of the Heaven and Man Realm from a martial artist in the Acquired Realm.

"Second prince, don't talk nonsense, everyone will act together and destroy everyone in the Changshan Xin clan!" Zhu Ningdong urged.

Ling Huming nodded, and then waved his hand.

"Let's go together, no one will be left!"

Ling Huming's three thousand diners had long been unable to suppress the killing intent in their hearts.

Ling Huming just now promised heavy profits, and there must be brave men under the so-called heavy profits, and now they don't seem to be fighting for Ling Huming, but fighting for blue jade and purple jade.

These Changshan Xin clan disciples in front of him are like living blue jade and purple jade.

Marquis Changshan gritted his teeth, directly drew out his long sword, and rushed forward.

I saw that the Marquis of Changshan was holding a long sword and slashed out a sword qi at the enemy in front of him.

If this sword qi is resisted by the martial artists of the Innate Realm, I am afraid that not many people will be able to stop it.

But at this moment, Ling Huming's 3,000 diners are not stragglers.

The three thousand martial artists were scattered into thirty camps, and with the power of the hundreds of innate realm powerhouses, they condensed into a true qi barrier, blocking the sword qi of the Marquis of Changshan.

The online formation is to turn the power of a hundred people into one place, and this kind of power is extremely powerful.

Changshan Xin's clan, whether they are men, women, or children, all have the strength to fight, and they all rushed towards Ling Huming's 3,000 diners and the Kowloon Army.

In less than a moment's effort, the Changshan Xin clan suffered heavy losses, and more than 200 people were lost.

The ancestor of the Changshan Xin clan made a move and took the initiative to attract the four Yuan Shen Realm powerhouses under the hands of the two Ling Hu Ming.

The five of them fought in the air, and they saw that the ancestor of the Changshan Xin clan had been beaten to the ground, but he never gave up.

Xin Ji's strength was even more terrifying, I saw that he alone attracted three centurions of the Kowloon Army, and the martial arts realm of these three centurions of the Kowloon Army had broken souls into the body realm, and their real strength was even stronger than the six martial artists of the same level.

But even so, Changshan Marquis Xin Ji still did not fall into the disadvantage.

At this moment, Zhu Ningdong rushed forward and rushed towards the Marquis of Changshan.

When the Marquis of Changshan saw a martial artist in the realm of heaven and man attacking him, he immediately felt very disdainful.

At this time, Zhu Ningdong turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place, as if he disappeared out of thin air.

Ling Huming couldn't help but smack his tongue when he saw Zhu Ningdong's speed.

It seems that she should be cultivating a supreme-level body martial arts.

In an instant, Zhu Ningdong appeared behind the Marquis of Changshan, and suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed towards the Marquis of Changshan.

Marquis Changshan didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast.

He quickly turned, but slowed down, causing a gaping cut in his abdomen, and red blood flowed from the wound.

Marquis Changshan covered his wound and frowned.

"Who are you, you actually have such a high attainment in body technique!"

"Wintering in Lower Kowloon!" Zhu Ningdong said in a deep voice.

At this time, the ancestor of the Xin clan burned the primordial spirit and essence blood in his body, and he actually wanted to die together.

"Xin Ji, you hurry up and get out of here, as long as you are alive, our Xin clan has hope!"

The ancestor of the Xin clan rushed in front of Xin Ji and led the three centurions of the Kowloon Army who Xin Ji was fighting to his side.

At this moment, there is not one out of ten Xin disciples below, and the remaining people are either seriously injured or do not have too strong strength.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely wiped out by the 3,000 diners and the Kowloon Army.

The Marquis of Changshan gritted his teeth, knowing that it would be useless for him to continue to stay here, so he planned to follow the orders of the Xin Ancestor and leave this place for the time being.

As long as he is alive, there is hope for everything.

Now that there is no Xin's, it's a big deal to build another Xin's in the future.

Xin Ji clenched his fists, burned a part of his essence blood, turned into a rainbow light and fled into the distance.

At this time, a blood-red long sword slashed towards Xin Ji's head, and Xin Ji quickly turned around, so that the blood-red long sword did not hit him, but hit the ground below.

A twenty-foot sword mark appeared on the ground.

"Give me death!"

Ling Hu Ming held the Blood Devouring Sword with both hands, and hurriedly hooked up the ninth sword of the Nine Swords of Ben Lei, and the powerful sword power turned into a blood-colored true qi long sword, which directly hit the body of the Marquis of Changshan.

The Marquis of Changshan cast a true qi barrier in front of him, but he only held on for one breath before it shattered.

The sword qi blasted through the body of Changshan Marquis Xin Ji, directly knocking Xin Ji to the ground.

Ling Hu Ming landed in front of Xin Ji in an instant, and then raised the Blood Devouring Sword high and said coldly to Xin Ji.

"Let me tell you a secret, I am not Qin Chong, the second prince of Great Qin, but called. Cause.. Fox.. Ming!"

Ling Hu Ming stabbed Xin Ji in the chest with a sword.

A generation of overlords, the Marquis of Changshan, fell today!