Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Lin Yan laughed sinisterly, the current him had already been drenched in blood, releasing a pungent smell of blood from his entire body. This was the accumulated blood stains from every time he killed a rebel soldier.    

He took a look at the direction the two Yin Yang Sect disciples s were heading towards, and his gaze darkened. With an ice-cold voice, he said: "If you want to touch my brother, you must first step over my corpse!"    

With that, he suddenly raised his bloody heavy sword and ruthlessly hacked at his opponent's neck. In the blink of an eye, an intense battle broke out between the two.    

"You're courting death!" Seeing that, the other Yin Yang Sect disciples snorted, he stepped forward and used his sword to stab at Lin Yan's back.    

Bang!    

Right at this moment, a purple light flashed, blocking Yin Yang Sect disciples's sneak attack.    

"If you want to touch my brother, you must first step over my dead body!"    

The words were exactly the same as Lin Yan's, and entered that person's ears. Long Yunfei who suddenly appeared held onto a purple treasured sword, the sharp tip of the sword impressively hitting onto the tip of his opponent's sword.    

"Fourth Bro!"    

Lin Yan slashed open the Yin Yang Sect disciples who was battling with him, and discovered that the person behind him was none other than Long Yunfei. His eyes froze for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, "Didn't you say that the Eternal Dragon Trading Company wouldn't join in the fight for the throne?"    

"Yonglong Chamber of Commerce will indeed not join in this war. "But ?" The corner of Long Yunfei's mouth slightly curled up as well. With focused gaze, he said calmly: "We're brothers!"    

"How can you be a brother without me ?"    

Suddenly, a loud explosive sound came out, in the air above the plaza, Lei Meng flew down like a rainbow, the blade in his hand swept out, directly slashing a Centurion in half, the blood instantly dying the blade crimson!    

"Second Brother, you're back!"    

Long Yunfei and Lin Yan looked at Lei Meng who was in front of them with pleasant surprise.    

"Yes, I just returned from a mission in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, and I heard that there was an internal conflict within the imperial city. I guessed that all of you might be here, so I rushed over immediately."    

Lei Meng frowned slightly. After going through this period of training, Lei Meng now looked even more resolute than before, the sturdy muscles of his body tensed the short-sleeved shirt on his body, and the layer upon layer of fiery red light on the surface of his body revealed his late stage of the Yuan Dan Stage cultivation.    

"Let's finish off these two first, then we'll go help boss."    

"Alright!"    

With that, Lei Meng, Long Yunfei and the others attacked the two Yin Yang Sect disciples s together. The cultivation levels of the five of them were about the same, but if it was three against two, the result could be imagined.    

"I will kill you!"    

Ouyang Di looked at the flames that filled the sky and his eyes gradually became bloodshot. It was clear that he was extremely angry, because he was the Warriors of the Spirit Sea Realm and also his brother. Long Bufan was just a Outer Palace Disciples and was only seventeen years old.    

However, his profound strength realm actually suffered a setback under Long Bufan's hands, and he struck empty air with a single sword strike. Furthermore, he watched helplessly as this little kid killed his own sect's disciple right in front of his very eyes!    

This was far more than just slapping her face, it was simply slapping her in the face!    

Where in the world would he be able to maintain his dignity?    

Ouyang Di clenched his fists tightly, he could not wait to swallow Long Bufan alive.    

"Today, I will let you experience the power of Warriors of the Spirit Sea Realm!"    

Following the shout, all of the spirit force in Ouyang Di's body exploded, and green spirit energy surged out from his dantian. A terrifyingly strong aura instantly locked onto Long Bufan who had just stood up.    

Under the infusion of spirit energy, the green sword in Ouyang Di's hand turned into a blood red sword.    

"Junior, die!"    

As the sword slashed down, the sword edge became increasingly bright red, emitting a faint buzzing sound. Sword Qi whistled, and waves of blood soared into the sky.    

Crack!    

Ouyang Di thrusted out his sword, and the red sword conjured a terrifying red storm. The stone beneath his feet suddenly cracked and cracked, as it was drawn in by the sword wind, forming a red dragon that shot straight towards Long Bufan.