Thunder Martial

The blood on the ground fused together, looking down from a high altitude, like a blood crow spreading its wings.

Zi Chen looked at the blood crow and remained silent.

Everyone else's heart is heavy.

Not fear, but anger.

This blood duck was drawn with the blood of innocent people.

Old Tang was still sitting there. He didn't get off the carriage, even if he saw the blood and corpses, he was still indifferent.

Compared with everyone who is sentimental, he, who has seen too much life and death, can already face everything in the world calmly.

Ouli looked up at the sky and sighed, "It's nice to be young."

He turned around and walked towards the carriage, "You can cry, quarrel, love or hate, it's great to have a young heart!"

In the sky, Noah looked at Zi Chen, "Are you still buried?"

Zi Chen said: "It's safe to be buried."

The strong man looked at Zi Chen, "If you move these corpses, it is equivalent to provoking the majesty of the Blood Crow King, and he will not let you go."

Zi Chen didn't speak, Noah started to go down.

It's just that just after touching those corpses, the blood on the ground suddenly started to burn.

Faintly, there was a buzzing sound, as if a fire crow was about to rise into the sky.

The complexion of the young man changed, and he lost his voice: "It's a message, it's a message from the Blood Crow King, he will come soon!"

His body began to tremble, not from fear, but from excitement.

His eyes became very bright, and he stared into the distance. There was light in his eyes, and he seemed to see an infinite future.

Energy fluctuations came from ahead, and someone appeared.

The strong man strode forward and said without looking back: "Let's go, the Blood Crow King is no small matter. If he sees you, he will definitely not let you go."

The breath around him began to release, and it really was a human soul.

The powerful breath began to surge, and the strong man at this time was as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the dark night.

The long sword with sheath on his back began to tremble, and there was a faint and joyful sword chant.

He just left without looking back.

The free and easy way of walking is even more resolute and tragic.

Old Tang glanced at the strong man, but did not speak.

Ouli's eyes kept staring at the other party. When the other party was about to disappear, he muttered: "Young people are passionate, hard-working, able to fight, and able to die. You are a guy who has not been young for a long time. What are you moving, what are you sending to death?"

The sudden departure of the strong man caused several people to look at each other in blank dismay, but as Ouli said, everyone could feel his determination to die.

For a while, everyone looked at Zi Chen again.

"Go and see."

Zi Chen flew forward.

Noah extinguished the flames, buried everyone, and followed directly.

Looking at the few people who left, Old Tang said, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Ouli said: "It's just beating a robber, do you want the elders to follow?"

Just after walking tens of feet, Zi Chen felt a sharp sword energy rising into the sky, and the whole world seemed to be separated from it.

After one strike, another strike soared into the sky.

It should be the strong man who drew his sword. Even though they were far away, the breath contained in the sword energy still made people feel awe-inspiring.

The other party is not only in the human soul state, but also a remarkable human soul state!

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On an open space, Pang Chang stood leaning on his sword, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and the powerful breath before had also become weak at this moment.

Beside him, there were dozens of corpses. These corpses all had a common feature, that is, they were divided into two, and all of them were incomplete.

Among them, there are three who are particularly eye-catching. Even though they are dead at this time, they still exude a palpitating aura.

Those three people are all in the human soul state, they were alive before, but now they have turned into corpses.

With two swords, three people in the soul state and dozens of people in the soul state were killed.

But at this moment, in Pang Chang's eyes,

But it was full of unwillingness, or stunned.

There was a person standing in front of him. That person was wearing a blood-red robe with a black crow embroidered on it. The crow's eyes were blood-red, as if it were a living creature, emitting a gnawing light.

The person in front of him was the Blood Raven King, but he looked like a young man, except that his lips were a little thin, his eyes were sharp, and he looked a little mean.

And all around, stood nearly a hundred blood-robed men with indifferent expressions. They were the famous Blood Raven Army that no one had seen before.

The Blood Crow King approached and sized Pang Chang up and down. His eyes were somewhat strange, as if he was looking at a rare treasure or a beloved plaything, "Not bad, very good!"

Pang Chang gritted his teeth, wanting to mobilize his own strength, and strike again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, blood appeared on his body, and he faintly turned into a crow. The crow began to struggle, and a look of pain appeared on Pang Chang's face.

It's like being possessed by a crow spirit.

Enduring the pain by force, Pang Chang said: "I have lost to you, you can kill or cut you whatever you want!"

"kill?"

The Blood Crow King shook his head and said, "No, no, no, how could I be willing to kill you? It would be a pity not to refine it into a blood corpse with such a good body."

Pang Chang spat fiercely, and the blood from his mouth spurted forward and landed on the face of the Blood Crow King.

The opponent who could dodge himself did not dodge this time. Instead, he stuck out his long tongue and licked his face. He said intoxicatedly, "Not bad, it's still sweet."

Desperation arose in Pang Chang's heart, because just before, he discovered the secret of the Blood Crow King, and finally understood why he was still alive in the face of siege by many forces.

Unfortunately, he found out too late.

Moreover, he would never have the chance to spread the news.

"I tasted a familiar taste from your blood."

The Blood Crow King looked at Pang Chang, with a strange light in his eyes, "You are a dignified person who came here to kill me without hesitation. I was a little confused before, but now I understand. You should know Pang Tianlin, right? The smell of blood on both of you is the same."

Hearing Pang Tianlin's name, Pang Chang's eyes became crazy, and his emotions became agitated.

But soon, he was ashamed.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

This revenge cannot be avenged in this life.

The Blood Crow King smiled and said: "There is no need to be so polite, I accept your wish. It is said that I kill people like hemp and never leave a living mouth. In fact, this sentence is wrong, it is a myth, and it is the world's misunderstanding of me. In fact, you can testify to me, because I once showed mercy and let a person go, that person is Pang Tianlin, he should be your father, right?"

Blood Crow King leaned over, looked at Pang Chang and said, "I don't know how your father is doing recently? He should be dead, after all, his cultivation base is gone. But I think, with his personality, he is more suitable to be a father. Common people."

On this commercial road leading to the holy mountain, there is an unwritten rule, that is, once the team is established, outsiders will never be allowed to join in the middle.

And the reason why this rule appeared is because of a story that everyone knows. The protagonist of the story showed great kindness and let some poor people who lost their relatives and belongings join the team. .

The final result was that the caravan was bloodbathed, and the protagonist of the story, the leader of the guards, was abolished and turned into an ordinary person, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Everyone knows the story, and everyone follows the rules.

But no one knew that the leader of the guards was called Pang Tianlin.

No one knew that the villain in the story was the Blood Raven King.

"You're his son, aren't you?"

The Blood Crow King looked at Pang Chang and said: "Actually, he doesn't need to be so polite, isn't it just to spare his life? Although he didn't help me promote it, I never hated him. It's good that he treated you so politely. How embarrassing is it to send it to my side, and to be an ox and a horse from now on?"

Pang Chang stared at the Blood Crow King, and said coldly: "You will die badly!"

"Yeah?"

The Blood Raven King smiled indifferently, "Then please follow me and see how I will die in the future. Maybe after thousands of years, your wish will come true? But the premise is that you But you must have some sanity left?"

"Actually, it doesn't take as long as thousands of years, and now he can see his wish come true."

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind.