Ding Hao smiled and patted Li Yunqi's shoulder and said, "There is no need of doing this. I don't need Qing River Town to send soldiers to help me. After I kill the bandit chief of Blood Dragon Village, all you have to do is to deal with the aftermath."
Li Yunqi was almost fluttered when Ding Hao patted his shoulders.
Anyone who was familiar with Ding Hao knew that Ding Hao only did this to his closest friends. In the entire Eastern Academy of green shirts, only a few people could be patted by Ding Hao, such as Zhong Dajun, Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi. That was simply a kind of glory because it represented the man had won the recognition of the first sword of the Eastern Academy of green shirts.
"I don't think that's good. The three brigand chiefs of Blood Dragon Village are all very powerful. Besides, they have got an Inscriptionist. Their village had been operating for decades. Their cattle is an impenetrable fortress and is a danger spot like
As time passed by, the crowd became more and more anxious. Li Yunyang was a little worried. His eyes swept over Gao Feng. He gritted his teeth and said furiously, "Old men, you'd better not make any tricks to lie to my Fifth Brother. Otherwise, I promise you and your Valley Village will disappear from Snow Dragon Mountain." Gao Feng did not reply to his words, but in fact, he was extremely nervous. Just then— The door on the first floor of the stone building opened, and in the midst of heavy snow, a figure slowly came out. "It is the Fifth Master!" a Qing River Town's warrior exclaimed. Li Yunyang took a sigh of relief and quickly walked over with his people. He was deeply concerned and asked, "Fifth little brother, are you okay? Who is inside? How could he put on airs to let you meet him personally..." "Shut up." Li Yunqi quickly stopped his bold second brother, for fear that Ding Hao
However, curiosity uncontrollably rose in his heart. Li Yunyang walked over and whispered, "Old Five, you tell me the truth. Who the hell the owner of that rusted sword? Let me know whether it is worth bowing before him!" Li Yunqi sighed helplessly and whispered, "I can't tell you the details because that lord does not want others to know where he is. The only thing I can tell you is that the owner of the rusted sword is likely to be the one who dominates the destiny and power of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect in the future." "The man who dominates the destiny and power of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect?" Li Yunyang was taken aback. In this way, the apology he made was worth a lot. If he forcibly took the bride, then... At the thought of this, fear uncontrollably permeated in his heart. Fortunately, his Fifth Brother came back from Swordsmanship-seeking Sect this time. Otherwise, Qing River Town would be inevitably got in big trouble.
It was difficult to imagine that stout man was the chief of brigands from Blood Dragon Village. Upon hearing those words Feng Xueyi silently smiled. On his left side sat an intellectual-looking man wearing an elegant white long gown. He held a black and white crane feather fan, and on his chest lay three black long beards. He habitually squinted with a calm yet confident expression. He was the Second Chief, Han Yu, also known as Ghost Counselor. Han Yu grinned and suddenly asked, "Third Brother, how long has it been since we've used the Killing Token of Blood Dragon?" "It's been roughly two years," Su Long answered, "why do you ask?" As the middle-aged intellectual recalled he said, "Yeah, we haven't used it for two years." He smiled, "Two years ago, we were powerful and unstoppable. As long as the blood tokens were sent out, all the villages surrendered. Wherever we went, all human settlements were
"But... What if Li Ying, the old man from Qing River Town, doesn't come to this event?" asked Ghost Counselor, Han Yu. "Haha, don't worry, I know Li Ying, and he will be there." Feng Xueyi laughed confidently. He hardly finished speaking. Just as he was done speaking, there was an uncanny cry that came from outside the main hall. Soon they heard footsteps approaching, and then two black knights in black armor appeared. They fiercely drag in a girl about 16 or 17 years old. The only thing the girl had on her was a thin linen blouse. Her arms and legs were naked and due to the cold had turned blue. Her beautiful chest was faintly visible. In her arms she was tightly grasping a five-year-old boy... "No, bad guys, bad guys, let go of my sister..." The little boy struggled bravely. The older sister and her younger brother clung so tightly together that the two black knights were not able to separate them.
In fact, those seemingly innocent and just forces were connected with Blood Dragon Village. The forces of the Human Tribe were complex. On the surface, they were the Alliance of Light, but in the dark, most of them were bullies. People within a few hundred kilometers of Snow Dragon Mountain had suddenly come to life because of this event. ... Before dawn— On Rising Dragon Peak— Rising Dragon Peak was one of the famous 72 peaks of Snow Dragon Mountain. The mountain was relatively smooth and was not too high. From a distance it looked like a curled and ready-to-fly cold ice dragon, which was the origin of its name. Yesterday Blood Dragon Village had set up a blood altar and some large and small white ice temples for the warriors from all over Snow Dragon Mountain. This bandits' group seemed to have decided to become a good one. Everything was actually well-organized. Even th
"Since those low-lying townships are so ignorant and do not cherish this opportunity, then let's rush to Valley Village, kill them and avenge our dead brothers!" "That's right! Let's go directly to Valley Village. Use their blood to offer sacrifice to our brothers!" "Have those crafty people secretly escaped?" "Escape? Huff! Where can they escape? Even if they are at the end of the world, they will still be killed!" "It's a shame. The three masters are so kind that they originally wanted to give Valley Village a chance to exist. They've decided to only kill the leaders and not kill the women and children. Since they do not cherish this, then we'd better kill them all. This village seems to be evil and they've probably colluded with devils!" A crowd flew into tumult at these words. They were just echoing Feng Xueyi's words. "Thank you for your understanding and support. All of you have s
Before he finished his words— The man with the bronze grimace mask with the saber handle suddenly moved, and like an arrow released from a string, shot toward Su Long. Along his way, the man waved his hand behind him. The dragon-patterned bloody saber that was inserted in the ground emitted a series of tremolos. Just with a flash, it returned to the hand of the man with the bronze grimace mask. "Kill!" "Holding the saber, driving the wrist, and chopping down!" The simple action by the bronze-masked man was full of an indescribable sense of rhythm. "You want to kill me in such a manner? ... Are you dreaming?" Su Long shouted in anger. The Swimming Dragon Sword momentum revived and an instant counterattack was made. At this moment, the vision of people present blurred, and suddenly they could not see the man with the bronze grimace mask. Su Long lost the target for his counterattack. In a daze but with
For a warrior, if he failed to instakill an inscriptionist before he deployed a formation, he should run away as far as possible. Now, the man with the bronze grimace mask seemed to be fooled and trapped in the inscription formation and it looked more ominous than lucky for him. Some people who originally favored Blood Dragon Village even could not help cheering. ... Li Yunqi standing behind Li Ying revealed a hint of anxiety in the face. This man with the bronze grimace mask was probably Elder Brother Ding. What should he do? Help him or not? Li Yunqi did not seem to be able to resist one deadly sword from Feng Xueyi next to Han Yu. If Li Yunqi did not strike out, Elder Brother Ding might be... "Forget it! For Elder Brother Ding!" Li Yunqi pressed the sword handle and operated his Qi. He was about to strike out. At this time, his father, Li Ying, noticed something strange about Li Yunqi. Li Ying dir