"My subordinates have just received news that they are heading to Luo Qiu City and should arrive soon. However, the descendant of the God-Emperor clan is not traveling with them." Situ Wuying replied.
"No companion?" Ming Cangye said with a hint of doubt in his tone.
"Yes, my subordinates sent people to investigate carefully, and there is absolutely no trace of that person." Situ Wuying said with certainty.
"It seems that he still has some scruples after all and doesn't dare to anger those old guys. It's good or bad." Ming Cangye thought for a moment and said naturally.
"Master, what should I do next?" Situ Wuying asked.
"Just act according to the plan. Don't act rashly, let alone let the other major forces notice. Success or failure depends on this one move. Don't be careless." Ming Cangye said.
"Yes, Master." Situ Qingying bowed and exited.
"This time, no one can stop me, just use their deaths to achieve my great cause, Ming Cangye, hahahaha." For a long time, Ming Cangye's hideous laughter echoed in the hall...
Luoqiu City at dusk looks majestic and majestic in the twilight, like an ancient giant, silently guarding this land.
The flag of Kenshin Ryu is flapping in the wind. Over the past few days, everyone has undergone some subtle changes. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find their differences, but if you look carefully, you can find it.
Everyone has a unique temperament, some are cold and serious, some are calm and leisurely, or some are deep and reserved.
Although their strength has not improved much, they have more or less understood the artistic conception of martial arts. This kind of understanding is just a seed now and is of little use, but when it sprouts and grows,
When they finally grow into towering giant trees, these young warriors will also embark on their own path to become strong martial arts masters.
Ahead, dozens of knights gathered around a carriage, driving slowly towards the city. On the flag above the carriage, the words "Blood Flag Gate" seemed to be written in blood, which was so red that it was glaring.
Smoke and dust billowed, and dozens of other knights came galloping from behind. Behind each of them was a large flag with the words "Lan Zhanliu" written on it.
The knights in chaos rushed towards the city gate without even looking at Ling Chuxi and others.
"Hmph, Luan Zhanliu, such a small force actually wants to get a share of the pie?" Just as the carriage passed by the Blood Flag Gate in front, a disdainful voice came from inside the carriage.
"Humph, what did you say?" The leading knight reined in his horse and stared into the carriage.
"I say, for a small force like you, don't bring trouble on your own. If you don't want to die, get out of here!" The person in the carriage shouted sternly.
"Seeking death!" The leading knight drew out the long sword behind him.
Before he could take action, he saw a figure flying out of the carriage, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a blood arrow spurted out from the knight's throat.
"Ho...ho..." The knight opened his eyes wide, but could not utter a single word. His body swayed from his horse and fell to the ground, killing him immediately.
"You..." The people in Luan Zhanliu were shocked and all drew their weapons.
But at the same time that figure flew out of the carriage, dozens of figures from the Blood Flag Gate also flew out. In an instant, cold light flashed and murderous intent filled the air, and screams rang out one after another.
Things happened so suddenly that even Ling Chuxi and others did not expect that they would go on a rampage and kill people just because of an incomplete word. When the cold light flashed, dozens of people in the chaos flow had all fallen to the ground, gasping for breath.