The third floor of the Red Blood Sect Armory is extremely simple. A wooden bed, a square table, and a futon are already the whole place.

"It seems that Tu Ji, that guy, seems to have regarded the third floor of the arsenal as his residence!"

Lu Yun couldn't help but sigh as he glanced over various areas in the room.

The last time, when he peeked here, all his eyes were attracted by the elder Tu Ji of the Commitment.

As for the other things within the third level of the arsenal, he had no time to pay more attention to.

But now, he suddenly realized that this place did not seem to be what he thought.

Bookshelf, book script, and the things that Lu Yun should have in the arsenal in his impression were something he had never seen in this room.

"Impossible! Where is the Red Blood Technique of the Iron Blood Sect? Shouldn't this thing be here?"

Frowning, Lu Yun said to himself.

Opening his eyes wide, he searched the room carefully again, but he still didn't find anything.

"You are bold and thief, you dare to be good at the top of the arsenal, you are seeking death!"

As the figures swayed, several more figures rushed to the top of the arsenal. After seeing Lu Yun, they looked angry and pointed at him and shouted angrily.

Although there is completely chaos within the sect at this moment, the Arsenal is definitely a major sect.

The two guards at the door died near the gate, and Lu Yun had no time to take care of them.

It seems that these people discovered the movements here at this moment and rushed here as soon as possible.

"You guys think they are better than the guards who died at my hands?"

"I am so anxious to come here, because I feel tired of living and want to go to Huangquan Road to accompany those guards?"

He glared at the two of them with anger. Lu Yun, who was already a little depressed, rushed to the two of them in one step, raised his fists, and rushed straight towards them.

"Not good!" The people exclaimed in unison.

When they saw something happened in the arsenal, they were anxious.

When they rushed to the top of the arsenal, they just wanted to capture Lu Yun alive quickly, and did not think about anything else.

When they really faced Lu Yun, even if they regretted it, it was already a little too late.

Before Lu Yun's fist arrived, waves of indescribable sense of weakness and power had already surged into their hearts.

The next moment, I heard a "boom".

Lu Yun's fist fell straight into the chests of several people without any obstacles.

Blood was spilling and flesh flew everywhere. In just one or two breaths, several people had already fallen to the ground and completely disappeared.

"Hey! This cushion is weird..."

Lu Yun's eyes suddenly stared at the cushion in the pool of blood.

The cushion was ordinary and even looked a little broken, but after absorbing the blood scattered on the ground, the entire cushion began to burst out with blood.

These blood lights kept flowing on the cushion, and vaguely, it seemed like the words the size of tadpoles were constantly appearing inside.

"Could it be that the Iron Blood Sect's sect-sect martial arts are hidden in this cushion?"

This thought appeared in Lu Yun's mind, and he felt his eyes lit up.

Before walking a few steps to the cushion, Lu Yun squatted down and carefully looked at the small characters of tadpoles that were constantly hiding in the blood.
Chapter completed!