Everlasting Dragon Emperor

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The endless red blood scale wolf, each one is magnificent and tall, and each one is full of evil spirits.

Thirty thousand red blood scale wolves, plus thirty thousand knights in the martial arts realm, gathered together and ran on the earth. The kind of breath was simply earth-shattering, like a tsunami hundreds of meters high, sweeping the world, Seems to destroy everything.

Wan Xiu's pupils expanded sharply, revealing a terrified expression.

"This...this...is the red blood iron ride?"

His voice trembled, his face pale, and his sweat was cold.

Some other Ayutthaya lords were also trembling, with no blood on their faces.

Just now they were full of confidence, thinking that Yutong was unbreakable, but seeing the current situation, their confidence collapsed.

The red blood scale wolf's momentum is too terrifying. Before that, Wan Xiu said that the outside world was exaggerating the red blood iron riding. Now they just want to roar. What exaggerated? That's obviously an understatement.

"Block it, you must block it!"

Wan Xiu shouted exhaustedly, and then he turned and ran.

"Wait for me!"

The other Ayutthaya lords also turned around and left.

For the generals are gone, this battle has no suspense.

Yutongguan's sinister terrain is difficult to stop the red blood scale wolf.

You know, the red blood scale wolf originally lived on the plateau, running on the dangerous terrain, like ruling the ground.

Half an hour later, Yutong Pass was flattened, and the red blood iron rod whizzed past and went straight to the Imperial Capital.

The red blood iron ride has excellent endurance, rushed for half a day, stopped and rested once.

Three days later, the Red Blood Iron Rider has already traveled tens of thousands of miles, getting closer and closer to the Imperial Capital.

Rumble!

There was a violent roar in front.

"There is a cavalry running!"

Huaying Road.

"Could it be that the Ten Fangjian faction sent people to surround us!"

Someone guessed.

But the answer was soon revealed.

In front of the horse, the sound of the horse rang and was struck by the breath of the red blood scale wolf iron rider.

Lu Ming and others are speechless. How is the combat effectiveness of this army? And there are not many people, it is estimated to be about 10,000. Is it really the Ten Fangjian faction sent to surround them?

Are you kidding me?

Lu Ming led the red blood iron ride, stopped, and did not attack.

It was half loud, and the team was in front. Several big men in armor ran out on green scales.

"Who are you? Dare to stop me waiting here?"

A chunky man glared and glared.

Dare to love that they did not recognize the red blood iron ride at all.

Also, unless the sergeants in the border area, the sergeants near the imperial capital, can not recognize the red blood iron ride, it is normal.

"I still want to ask? Who are you? Dare to stand in front of me?"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes and shouted.

"I waited for the army of the King of Zhenzhen, and was ordered to capture the royal rebellion. You are not quick to let it go, delaying the event of King Zhenzhen, even if you have ten heads, you will not be able to cut it."

The chunky man shouted.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed out.

Capture royal rebellion? Is it Huachi?

"You know where the eighth prince is?"

Lu Ming asked.

The chunky big man's eyes showed a vigilant look and said, "Say, who the **** are you? Or don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Kill, the general in front stays alive!"

As soon as the chunky big man's voice fell, Lu Ming shouted.

Ao! Ao! …

The wolf howling sounded, and the red blood scale wolf iron rider began to charge.

Without the slightest suspense, the Red Blood Iron Horse is just a charge, and this army of tens of thousands of people will fall apart. The battle is dead, the escape is fleeing, the surrender is surrendering.

The generals headed by them, all captured alive.

"You...you are the red blood iron rider?"

At this point, the chunky man seemed to think of it, yelling in horror.

"The response is not too slow. Okay. Say, where are the eight princes?"

Lu Ming stared at the chunky man and asked coldly.

"You... are you Tianyun?"

The chunky man was trembling, and his eyes were terrified.

"Say!"

Lu Ming drank coldly.

"I said, I said, please forgive me."

The chunky man screamed.

"Say!"

Lu Ming's murderous body burst out, very cold.

"I said, I said, we received news that the eighth prince led people into the Donghe Mountain Range. We were instructed to march into the Donghe Mountain Range to encircle and suppress. We are only one of the army, and there are many other troops than us. Started early."

The chunky man shouted.

"Donghe Mountain Range?"

There was a trace of anxiety in Lu Ming's eyes, and he shouted: "Lead the way, set off, and head to the Donghe Mountain Range!"

The chunky man naturally did not dare to be in the slightest disobedience, and now led the way, the red blood iron riding towards the Donghe Mountain Range.

The Donghe Mountain Range is not very far from this place. The distance of thousands of miles, at the speed of the red blood scale wolf, arrived in an hour.

The Donghe Mountain Range is not too famous, because although this mountain range is vast, the peaks are not high, not very sinister, and there are no powerful monsters, even ordinary people can step in.

Around a low hill, surrounded by a large army, at least tens of thousands of people, the water surrounding the hill was unable to drain.

In the air, there are more than 20 strong men standing in the sky.

"Hua Chi, I advise you to surrender, don't do unnecessary struggles, you are gone, the end is doomed!"

In the air, a big man with big sleeves fluttering and carrying a war sword shouted.

That's right, it was Huachi and others on the hills. They were about two thousand in number. They were all in ragged clothes and some blood stains had not been dried. Obviously, they had experienced a fierce battle during this time.

Huachi stood at the forefront of the hill, and beside him stood a dozen middle-aged men and elders, each breath was extremely strong and powerful, like a mountain.

This is the only strong man left in the royal family.

Behind them, there are two figures, Lu Yuntian and Li Ping.

At this time, the two were extremely haggard, pale and vacant.

Lu Yuntianxiu was lost, and Li Ping was an ordinary person. The two of them ran away with Huachi these few days, and one can imagine how much they had suffered.

"Eight Prince, let's flee first. It's still possible that you have these predecessors with you. You can find Ming'er and ask him to avenge us!"

Lu Yuntian faces Huachi Road.

"Uncle Lu, is my Huachi the kind of stolen and secretive person, and, since Brother Lu handed you over to me and he is at the border war alone, I must ensure that you are comprehensive, otherwise, what face do I have to face he!"

Hua Chi smiled, standing straight.

Lu Yuntian sighed.

"Heaven!"

Li Ping held Lu Yuntian's hand tightly.

"Ping'er, I can meet you again. I'm satisfied, but it's a pity that I'm hurting you."

Lu Yuntian looked at Li Pingdao.

"Brother Tian, ​​I am not afraid to be with you, whether it is life or death, it does not matter."

Li Ping said.

Lu Yuntian looked at Li Ping pitifully and said, "I believe that Ming'er will avenge us, and one day, Ming'er will even the ten-party sword faction!"

"I believe too!"

Li Ping nodded.