Jianmu Mountain.

A former Kendo Valley was very famous, but now it has become a bit deserted.

On the top of Jianmu Mountain, a man in red, carrying a long sword on his back, was looking ahead with a cold look.

He is the strong man sent by the Red Head Organization this time, a master at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion, and an unparalleled swordsman.

Behind him were a few people, masters from Jianmu Mountain. At this time, they all looked in their expressions, with fear, lowered their heads, and were reluctant to stand there.

"You can't imagine the power of the eldest son. Even if you were reborn from the sword mother, you would not be the opponent of the eldest son at all."

"If you give up your useless ideas and become the eldest son, you still have a way out. If you say no, you will be killed immediately."

Hong Shisan looked at the group of people with cold eyes.

All of these people lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Now, I'll give you the last chance. This is the statue of the eldest son. I kowtow in front of the statue of the eldest son to express my surrender, and I'll give you the chance to survive."

"If you don't obey, you will kill them all."

Alongside Hong Thirteen, there was a statue of the black dragon's unique beauty. The majestic statue was like a god of war falling from the sky, giving people a very powerful oppression, making people almost breathless.

"this……"

The people from Jianmu Mountain all looked at each other. There are more than a dozen kings in the entire Jianmu Mountain. In the northwest, they are also a powerful force.

There are dozens of psychic ninth level and half-step kings. Such a force is indeed worthy of the Red Thirteenth level of the Purple Mansion to take action.

However, these strong men who are usually tall on Jianmu Mountain are all lowering their heads and thinking about the murderous words of Hong Shisan just now.

"It is impossible to ask me to kneel down on the black dragon Duxiu. He is a wolfish ambition, why should we obey?"

He stood up alone and roared.

"die."

Hong Shisan did not move, but just a look. A sword energy shot out from his eyes, and directly killed the person who questioned.

The others became trembling again.

"I, I surrender..."

One of the middle-aged men was a king of the first level of the purple palace. He could not bear such pressure and walked to the front of the statue, knelt on the ground, expressing his surrender.

"I surrender, too!"

Another one stood up and began to kneel on the ground, kowtowing to the statue of Heilong Duxiu, expressing surrender.

"If the rest of the people, if I count three numbers and don't kneel down and kowtow, it will be a dead end."

Seeing someone start, Hong Shisan was a little satisfied. He stretched out three fingers, but started to scream the numbers.

"three……"

As soon as his first voice fell, several more people knelt on the ground.

"I, Jianmu Mountain, make a living by sword. Sword is courage and faith. Do you do this, will you break our faith in Jianmu Mountain?"

"From then on, what qualifications are there to be called swords?"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the valley in the distance.

A young man flew in the air, his eyes red, and he started to curse at this side.

"Sword Jiu?"

When they saw that it was Jian Jiu, a genius disciple from Jianmu Mountain, all the strong men from Jianmu Mountain showed pain in their eyes.

They do have faith in swords in their hearts, but now, in the face of life and death, faith seems to have become less important.

"You are a person who is not afraid of death and feels that you have faith in swords. However, you are still far from the sword, and you do not understand swords. A broken sword is no longer a sword, so only by living can you be loyal to the sword."

Hong Thirteen laughed.

"No, the broken sword is still a sword. Even after countless years, at least everyone knows that it is still a sword, but if it is bent, it may become a sickle or a hook."

"Only, it's no longer a sword, Hong Thirteen, it's impossible for you to conquer our Jianmu Mountain."

In the distance, several people appeared. Jian Qingqiu stood on the flying spirit weapon and spoke loudly to Hong Shisan and others.

“Qingqiu??”

"Why is Qingqiu back too? Is the demon clan behind him?"

Seeing Jian Qingqiu coming back, he was carrying two huge demon races, but these people felt strange in their hearts.

"Haha, have you defected to the demon clan and used the power of the demon clan to deal with me? Didn't you break it?"

Hong Shisan couldn't help laughing when he saw Jian Qingqiu bringing two demon kings, both at the sixth level of the purple palace.

Although he was very curious about where Jian Qingqiu found the demon clan, and it was such a powerful demon clan. Although he looked fierce, he respected Jian Qingqiu very much.

There was an indescribable strange smell in the air.

As for Zhou Xing, he didn't see it at all. Zhou Xing, who was beside the Six-Winged Eagle King, was like a little ant.

"No, I didn't break it, I'm still a sword. And next, you should break it. Do you dare to fight me?"

Jian Qingqiu raised the long sword in his hand, and the surrounding energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered towards the tip of his sword.

In an instant, he gathered more than three times the previous power. His current combat power can also directly surpass the level and reach the level of the third level of the Zifu.

Of course, it was because Zhou Xing taught him the means to guide the vitality of heaven and earth, and he understood part of it and could gather three times the power.

"Hmm? What kind of method are you doing? It's interesting, but I want to be my opponent based on this? It's still a lot worse."

Hong Shisan's eyes lit up. He was rarely curious about Jian Qingqiu's move, but he still disdained his power. Such power could not cause any damage to Hong Shisan.

"kill!"

Jian Qingqiu didn't say much, but took a sword and rushed towards Hong Shisan.

"superior!"

The six-winged eagle king flashed his wings and was very fast. He also took action. A black eagle claw rushed towards Hong Shisan.

These are all Zhou Xing's arrangements, and let Jian Qingqiu and the Six-winged Eagle King take action against Hong Thirteen first, explore Hong Thirteen's strength, and then find ways to find ways to deal with Hong Thirteen.

"Haha, what about the Demon King?"

Facing Jian Qingqiu's attack, Hong Shisan did not take all his attention at all, but focused all his attention on the Six-Winged Eagle King. The Six-Winged Eagle King's attack came with powerful power. Hong Shisan raised the long sword in his hand, and a sword energy soared into the sky, which was dozens of feet long, rushed towards the Eagle King's claw.

"boom!"

The Six-Winged Eagle King's attack was shattered in response to the sound. The Six-Winged Eagle King's body paused, his face showed a look of shock, and he began to retreat continuously.

"He is very strong, the peak of the seventh level of the Purple Mansion!"
Chapter completed!