About half an hour later, the group arrived at the gate of the manor of the Residual Blood Gate headquarters.
The manor covers an area of 300,000 to 400,000 square meters and contains dozens of Western-style buildings of different styles. The closest to the gate is an old-fashioned castle.
"Who are you?" At the door of the manor, four men looked at Ling Hao and asked loudly.
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, Cang Lang raised his hand and pulled out an arc-shaped cold light that swept out. Before the four men could realize what was going on, they all fell down.
boom!
Then, Bai Hu raised his hand and swept out a palm force that blasted the manor door into pieces.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just when the group of people had just walked onto the lawn of the old castle palace, there were chaotic footsteps all around.
Then I saw two to three thousand Disciples of the Residual Blood Sect rushing over from different directions with fierce looks.
"Who are you? Are you tired of living?" A man with a mace in both hands shouted angrily.
"Where are the people from Daxia who were captured by your deputy sect leader the day before yesterday morning?" Bai Hu asked loudly.
"Hmm?!" The man was slightly startled. "Are you from Daxia?"
"You'd better answer my question directly!" Bai Hu spoke again.
"You bastards, you people from the Great Xia Kingdom really don't know how to live or die. How dare you come to the Residual Blood Sect and act so recklessly..." The man responded in the same loud voice.
However, before he finished speaking, Bai Hu raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
"You're looking for death!" The man raised his mace and blocked it with a blast of strong wind.
Click!
After the sword flash passed, the mace was cut into two pieces directly. The sword flash continued unabated and passed through the man's heart again.
Boom!
The next moment, the man was seen falling straight down. His whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
"Damn it!" another man yelled angrily, "You want to die, I'll help you."
Then he raised his hand and waved "Kill!"
Wow!
Two to three thousand people mobilized at the same time, and they all rushed towards Ling Hao and others.
"Those who abandon their cultivation can live, otherwise, they will die!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice.
"Copy that!" Lu Yue and everyone responded at the same time and rushed around.
Afterwards, the manor suddenly fell into fighting like a small battlefield.
Ling Hao, on the other hand, walked towards the castle palace. He had already checked the cultivation levels of the two or three thousand people at the scene.
The highest ones were only two fourth-grade supreme warriors, which were not enough for Lu Yue and others, so he had nothing to worry about.
Watching him walking towards the castle, many people on the other side wanted to come up and take action against him, but before they got close, they were frightened by the coercive aura on his body and turned pale and quickly backed away.
"Master of the Residual Blood Sect, give you one minute to come out and see me, otherwise, your Residual Blood Sect will withdraw from the city starting today!" After a while, Ling Hao came to the castle.
Rumble!
As he finished speaking, his wrist continued to turn, and several blood-red sword lights were slashed out like lightning. The castle and palace immediately collapsed, and dust filled the sky.
"You deserve to die, give me your life!" At this moment, a man's roar came from the front.
call!
At the same time as the words rang out, an extremely sharp sword swept towards Ling Hao, like a thunderous thunder.
It can be seen from the aura on the opponent's body that his cultivation level is not weak, and he has the strength of a seventh-grade supreme!
"Ignorance!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and faced him with a backhand knife.
Click!
After the blood-red sword light blocked the opponent's attack, it cut the big knife in his hand into two pieces, and what fell to the ground was one of the opponent's arms.
"Hmm..." The man groaned and took seven or eight steps back.
He was so far away, his breath was disordered, and his face was pale.
"Listen, I'm only asking once!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice, "Where are those Daxia people who were captured by you the day before yesterday morning?"
"Hmph, you should first think about how you are going to get out of here alive!" The man stopped the blood from the wound and said angrily, "You guys from Daxia..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, the blood-red sword light had already slashed in front of him, and then he saw a head rising into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
"I said, I will only ask once!" Ling Hao glanced at the other party's headless body and walked deeper into the manor again.
"You dare to kill me, the deputy sect leader of the residual blood sect, you are really a coward. I will make your life worse than death!" After walking for a while, an extremely angry voice resounded over the manor.
At the same time, an overwhelming momentum swept from the depths of the manor, instantly covering the void.
Immediately afterwards, about twenty figures quickly flashed over, led by an old white man who looked to be in his sixties.
Ling Hao could sense the aura of the Ninth Grade Supreme from the other party, and he was most likely the master of the Residual Blood Sect.
Among the people behind him, there was another old man at the eighth level, and the others were all at the mid-supreme level.
"Are you the leader of the Residual Blood Sect?" Ling Hao looked at the old man and said calmly, "Where are those people from my country in Daxia?"
"Bastard!" The other eighth-level old man yelled angrily.
"You don't know how to live or die, you dare to come to my residual blood sect and act wild, you really don't know how to write the word "death"!"
"Are you also the deputy sect leader of the Residual Blood Sect?" Ling Hao turned to the other party, "If your guess is correct, you should have captured those people, right?"
Among the people who came from Yin Yang Temple and Fengyun Holy Sect, the two guardian elders of Fengyun Holy Sect who had the highest cultivation level were both at the level of Seventh Grade Supreme.
If you want to catch them, you must have at least an eighth-grade cultivation level or above.
The one who can succeed is obviously the person in front of me.
"So what?" The man snorted coldly.
"How many people have you killed in my Daxia Kingdom?" Ling Hao continued.
"Haha, what, you want to avenge them?" The man continued to snort, "You still want to think about how to survive on your own!"
"I'm sorry to inform you that unless you commit suicide, your life will be worse than death today!" After Ling Hao finished speaking, he looked at the old leader again.
"I'll give you one last chance to let him go, and then explain clearly why you want to deal with my Daxia people. I can consider letting you live!"
"Ignorance!" the old man replied coldly.
Then, he looked at another middle-aged man and said, "You don't have to worry about it here. Take someone to the front yard to have a look."
"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded vigorously and waved to the dozen people behind him, "Follow me!"
"Without my permission, you can't go anywhere!" Ling Hao's voice penetrated the other party's eardrums.
"I think you really don't know how to live or die!" The eighth-level deputy sect leader shouted angrily and rushed towards Ling Hao like a beast.
At the same time, two violent waves of palm energy roared out, forming a formation like a rainbow.
"Let's go!" At the same time, the middle-aged man said quietly again and rushed away with more than ten people.
"I said, you can't go anywhere without my consent!"
While Ling Hao was speaking, he raised his hand casually, and after blocking the attack of the deputy sect master with his mad sword, he dodged to the side.
call out!
At the same time as he started, an arc-shaped sword was pulled out horizontally, and it quickly slashed at the dozen people led by the middle-aged man.
"Get out of the way!" The Master of the Residual Blood Sect's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
While shouting, he took two steps forward, and two punches came towards Ling Hao like high-pressure air waves.