Whether it is a sect or a court, the fundamental thing is a system.

But one is an orthodox dynasty with hundreds of millions of land and a total of nine 27 states and four hundred years.

One is just a sect that has only a few hundred sects, but it is reasonable to have such a gap.

"Brother Yang is gifted, and with time, he may not be able to surpass us."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Zhao Qing also stood up:

"Brothers, those bandits are afraid that they will escape. We will also move. If we fail, we will have to cut off a few ears, right?"

"That's exactly what it means!"

The other Jinyiwei also stood up with a smile.

"ah!"

After only a few words of conversation, the sword light in the long street dispersed, and Lu Ming, whose clothes were blood-stained, roared and retreated dozens of feet.

"Tsk tsk, I'm still stronger."

Lin An tore off the corner of his clothes that was cut by the sword light, and did not chase after him, but just smiled faintly:

"How is it? Old guy, do you still have to challenge the 100-household masters?"

"ah!"

Lu Ming staggered back, his robe was swelling, and his blood was thriving, and he held his sword and met him again.

At the same time, a sharp roar was heard:

"Sima Yang! You haven't taken action yet?! Do you think these Jinyiwei will let you go?!"

Lu Ming seemed to have martial arts such as lion roar, and he could hear the roar ten miles away, but there was a quietness in the night.

No response.

"Sima Yang! My father and son stood up for you, but you fled without fighting?!"

Lu Ming's eyes were red in anger.

He didn't dare to be distracted at all when he fought, but he never expected that the people from the Poison Dragon Village would retreat.

Buzz!

He spitted his sword and forced Lin An away, bursting out in anger:

"I see how you have the face to gain a foothold in Qingzhou after today!"

call!

In the night, air flow rolled.

Sima Yang's low and majestic voice came from afar:

"Brother Lu didn't notice for a moment, and the father and son were buried in the hands of the Jinyiwei. Sima was not anxious to rescue him, and he felt very sorry..."

"Sima Yang! Ah!"

As the sound of gold and iron clashed, Lu Ming's tiger body shook, and the sword light suddenly scattered. While staggering back, a mouthful of blood had already spurted out.

But I don’t know if it was injured or my chest and lungs were blown away by anger!

Zheng!

Lin An has extremely rich experience in fighting, so he would not miss such a good opportunity? While Lu Ming's qi was in chaos, he had already stimulated his inner breath and his blood was on his face.

With all his strength, Lu Ming's sword move was used to storm, and at the same time, he had his grasping hand grabbed his neck!

He turned around and exerted force, which had already crushed it to the ground, splashing large areas of mud and sand and snow.

"The old guy is not weak in martial arts, but he almost exceeds a hundred moves!"

After removing several joints of Lu Ming, Lin An finally breathed a sigh of relief and sweated on his forehead.

He only entered the level of blood and energy like a tiger for half a year, and his internal breathing was far less than that of Lu Ming. After a hundred moves, his whole body was numb and sore.

If this old guy hadn't had enough sword moves, he wouldn't have been able to take them down.

"It's so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry that

His face was against the cold ground, but Lu Ming felt that the flames in his chest were almost burning him to death.

For a moment, his hatred for Sima Yang almost exceeded that of the Jinyiwei in front of him.

"I'm so stupid! This is just a group of bandits who burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of evil. Do you really think they are a group of righteous men?"

Cao Jinlie walked to Lu Ming, leaned over and looked at him, and said lightly:

"I heard that you also got news about Daoguo from the group of crazy people who were nagging Liansheng Sect? Do you mind telling us?"

"Court Hawks!"

Lu Ming cursed angrily, and Lin An stepped into the ruins.

"Court Hawks..."

Cao Jinlie's face was cold and his tone was cold and stern:

"Lin An, let him know the methods of our group of hawks!"

"Get orders."

Lin An sneered and lifted the dead dog-like old man up, turned around and walked towards the shadow:

"Come on, let's have a good chat..."

...

"ah!"

Listening to the screams coming from Poison Dragon Town, the people in Poison Dragon Village were shaking:

"Lu Ming fell..."

"Brother Lu is too reckless. Where can we provoke the Jinyiwei?"

Sima Yang sighed long, it was a pity:

"You haven't said where is that 'Tianyou Dao Fruit'?"

"That old guy..."

"Um?!"

The words came to an abrupt end, and the hearts of the bandits trembled.

"Walk!"

Sima Yang suddenly turned around and his expression changed suddenly.

I saw the sound of wind roaring in the distance and the snow rolling, a figure rushed towards me in an extremely ferocious manner.
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