The leader in Shi Kui's mouth is naturally the leader of the Dragon Slaying Army.
The Dragon Slaying Army is the most powerful legion in the world. None of them, and its leader is naturally one of the top strongest people on the continent.
"Are you mistaken? Your leader wants to meet with a mask?" Luosen asked.
The Mask is the apprentice accepted by the old leader of the Dragon Slaying Army. It is reasonable for the current leader to see him.
Shi Kui shook his head: "No, our leader is just to see you."
Such a strong man can't even go if he wants to see you.
Otherwise, it would not only offend a strong man, but also offend the entire Dragon-Slaying Army.
"Don't be too nervous, our leader won't do anything to you." Shi Kui said peacefully.
Luo Sen followed Shi Kui reluctantly, and of course the Mask also followed.
It was a small team stationed outside the capital of Mingnan County. It was not large in scale, with only about a hundred people. It was obviously not the main force of the Dragon Slaying Army.
Walking into the military camp, the iron-blooded spirit rushed over.
Although there are only a hundred people, the overall aura is as fierce as a tiger and leopard, as if standing in front of you are 100,000 soldiers about to conquer the city and land.
Luo Sen saw that several cold and solemn soldiers used the Boiling Blood Sword, and their Boiling Blood Sword's aura had been greatly enhanced.
"Get out." As soon as Luo Sen stepped into the military camp, he was shouted several times.
The iron-blooded soldiers showed a warning expression to the void.
The mask hiding in the void slowly appeared, with a look of astonishment on his face. No, a few ordinary soldiers could find his location.
"Don't underestimate our Dragon-Slaying Army. Every little pawn can be a young general when he goes out." Shi Kui's face was full of pride and proud.
Shi Kui waved: "Don't do it, you are your own people."
The people in the military camp saw Shi Kui and cheered. A group of people rushed up instantly, with an expression of expectation on their faces.
"Brother Shitou, you are back."
"Sir, it's my turn to sword this time."
"It's obviously my turn."
"I'm going to die if I can't get the Boiling Blood Sword again."
"Get out of the way, don't hinder my dear Mr. Shi from doing serious business." Someone said this with a righteous face, and suddenly he was rolled countless times.
Flattering can be so shameless.
Shi Kui laughed: "Stop making trouble. I have important things to do now, it is the leader's business. I will divide the sword after I finish doing it."
When they heard that it was the leader’s affairs, they could only temporarily disperse.
Luo Sen didn't expect that the Boiling Blood Sword was so popular in the Dragon Slaying Army.
"Come on, come with me." Shi Kui whispered.
Then Shi Kui led Luo Sen to an ordinary camp.
"Don't be nervous, the leader is usually very approachable. Remember, don't lose your composure." Shi Kui reminded him, and then opened the curtain of the tent.
Rosen nodded.
I am a little nervous, but I am not afraid of being timid, and I will not be able to lose my composure. Could it be that your leader cannibalism?
The curtain was lifted, and sitting in front of the head of the camp tent was an extremely cold woman, wearing flaming armor, as red as the sun.
The woman was studying the formation script, with red lips like blood, her eyebrows like cold edges, and her aura was like the sword tip that pierced the sky. Her skin was not fair, but she revealed a depressing aura.
This is a woman who makes most men look overshadowed. She is really like a sun that cannot be seen directly.
Rosen felt that he had made sufficient mental preparations and would not be surprised even if he saw a dragon sitting inside.
But he was still shocked now.
The leader of the Dragon Slaying Legion... turned out to be a woman!
Who would have thought that the leader of the strongest legion in the mainland was a woman.
"Sir, Chief." Shi Kui said respectfully: "I brought Rosen."
The woman raised her eyelids, her eyes deep like an abyss. It made Luo Sen feel frightened at first glance, and she couldn't have any thoughts of resistance in her heart.
"Yes." The woman continued to look down.
Luo Sen took a deep breath, stood calmly, waiting quietly without a trace of impatientness.
After about a cup of tea, the woman slowly closed the classics in her hand and finally spoke: "Are you the Luosen who sold the Boiling Blood Sword to kill the Dragon Army for me?"
The woman's voice was not gentle and pleasant, but was a bit rough and hoarse, but it revealed an inexplicable domineering and powerful smell.
"Yes, I've seen the leader." Luo Sen said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
The woman glanced over Luo Sen and the Mask and asked casually: "My name is Di Linglong."
What an arrogant surname.
This thought flashed through Luo Sen's mind.
"Have you seen Long Xia?" Di Linglong asked suddenly.
Rosen whispered: "See."
"Haha, I broke the true body of Emperor Wu and could still jump around and run around. It seems that he is really a tough person." Di Linglong showed a mocking smile.
Rosen was frightened.
Long Xia is the leader of the Dragon Slaying Army and is definitely a peerless and fierce man. Has he ever been defeated by the woman in front of him in an extremely miserable way?
Luo Sen looked at Shi Kui, and Shi Kui smiled bitterly, lowered his head and did not dare to speak much. Obviously, he knew about this.
Di Linglong's eyes fell on the mask: "That waste shouldn't pin his hope on you, his qualifications are really bad."
The masked face showed a fierce light.
Long Xia is his teacher, so how can he allow others to be so belittle him?
"Stop your mouth." Mask growled.
Di Linglong glanced at him, and a terrible aura suddenly burst out, pressing hard on Mask's body. Blood from Mask's mouth gushed wildly and flew backwards.
Luo Sen was shocked: "Mr. Di Linglong, please show mercy!"
"Show mercy?" Di Linglong chuckled: "I will forgive him for being unreasonable, ask you, the servant, to kneel down to apologize to me."
Rosen smiled bitterly.
He didn't know the character of the mask.
"Apology, delusion!" As expected, the Mask roared coldly, and his body turned into countless phantoms, flashing in the camp.
Di Linglong stretched out his finger and gently pointed it into the void.
The whole space seemed to have solidified.
The mask is like a small crawler trapped by a huge spider web. It stagnates in the air in a ridiculous position and cannot move.
"I dare to do it, but I can only be considered a little bit of blood. Unfortunately, my body is too poor. Your cheap master probably won't have time to help you reshape your muscles and bones."
Di Linglong slapped a palm in the air, and the surging force turned into a blood-colored palm phantom, and fell on the Mask's body. The Mask's entire body instantly shriveled, as if it had been crushed by something.
Blood overflowed and the broken bones disintegrated.
"Ah!" The Mask let out a painful howl.
He is about to be crushed into a "scum".
Luo Sen's face changed wildly, and he finally couldn't help it. Mask was his person, so he had to do something at this time.
"Stop!" Luo Sen yelled.
Di Linglong said calmly: "What, you want to attack me too."
"I know that Lord Di Linglong's strength is terrible, but if you keep stopping." Luo Sen gritted his teeth: "I may not be able to cause you some trouble if I try my best."
Rosen was very guilty.
Even if you synthesize the ghost bone dragon, you will summon the ghost general Bai Qi.
He felt that at most he could only cause some trouble to the other party.
But some things need to be done after all.
Shi Kui tried his best to wink Luo Sen, telling him not to be impulsive, but unfortunately Luo Sen ignored it.
Di Linglong laughed loudly, his laughter was arrogant and domineering: "Hahaha, this is the first time in thirty years that someone dares to threaten me."
At this moment, the weak voice of the mask suddenly rang out.