Hearing Dongfang Wuque's voice.

Qin Jun, his face turned dark without mountains and rivers.

Seeing this.

Dongfang Wuque smiled awkwardly and turned to Fan Kuai's side, "General Fan, there are many treasures in the Treasure Pavilion of the Holy Fire Sect. Hurry up and lead the troops to snatch them with me."

Looking at the figures of the two men leading their troops away, Qin Jun looked at Bushanhe, "Old man, why should I let the sea go east?"

"And who is Zhuge Wanxiong?"

Hearing sound.

Bushanhe's expression frightened and his face was silent. "Zhuge Wanxiong is the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect. As for why he lets Hai go east, there is another reason besides letting him pass the message."

"The old man wants to save his life and let me kill him the next day!" Qin Jun said in a deep voice.

"You're smart, that's why."

"I also remind you that today I helped you to destroy the branches of the Holy Fire Cult. The grudges between you have been formed. The Holy Fire Cult is not simple, you must be mentally prepared."

"With your current strength, I will destroy you in one breath!"

"You are so kind to do it yourself, I'll leave first."

As the mountains and rivers flew away, it seemed that I suddenly thought of something, and my body was floating in the sky and looked at Qin Jun and said.

"The Holy Fire Cultists have fallen into the evil path. Staying behind must be a disaster. Kill them all!"

After the words are finished.

In the void.

The figure of Bushan River turns into nothingness, as if it is integrated with the air.

"Young Master, have these people killed?" Qing Yangzi came to Qin Jun and asked.

"kill!"

A cold voice popped out, and Qin Jun had no expression on his cheeks.

With a command.

Qingyangzi led the Tianlang cavalry to the Holy Fire Sect.

The blood mist boiled and screamed.

Without the Haidong Travel, Elder Jile, Elder Liehuo and others, the remaining members of the Holy Fire Cult can no longer stop Qing Yangzi's sharpness.

"Ding, congratulations to the master, the Tianlang Cavalry under his command successfully advanced and his combat power reached the bronze level."

"Ding, congratulations to the master, Qingyangzi, under his command, has broken through to the ninth level of Tianyuan Realm."

"Ding, congratulations to the master, Dongfang Wuque under his command, has broken through to the ninth level of Tianyuan Realm."

"Ding, congratulations to the master, Fan Kuai, under his command, has broken through to the seventh level of Tianyuan Realm."

"Ding, congratulations to the master, successfully completing the system hidden task, exterminate the branch of the Holy Fire Sect, and receive the system reward summon once, and can be turned on and used at any time."

When Qin Jun heard the sound of a prompt in his ears, he looked ecstatic. This time his trip to Shengyan Mountain, his power was comprehensively improved.

The Qin Mansion’s heritage soared again.

Next.

It's time to go to Tianyang City.

Qin Jun murmured to himself in a deep voice.

A while.

Dongfang Wuque, Fan Kuai and the others appeared, and they rushed forward quickly, looking ecstatic, "City Lord, this time I made a big profit."

"Have you made a lot of money?" Qin Jun said in a deep voice.

"The city lord, the books, treasure houses, and weapons yards in the Holy Fire Sect are all included in the Spirit Ring. Please check it out."

Dongfang Wuque smiled and raised his hand to Qin Jun. "It's just a pity that the spirit herbs in the Spirit Grass Court of the Holy Fire Sect are not yet mature and cannot be taken away yet, so they can only be destroyed."

"What!"

"Nothing!"

"Where is the Lingcaoyuan? Take me over immediately!"

Qin Jun shouted lightly, his face showing a hurricane.

Only the Immortal Grass Court was opened in Lingxiao Palace. He was worried that there was no spiritual herb to plant. Now that the Spirit Grass Court of the Holy Fire Sect appeared, it was simply helping God.

Seeing that Qin Jun was serious, Dongfang Wuque turned around and took him towards the Lingcaoyuan.

.............

Fengyin the royal city.

In Fengfu.

An old man appeared in a hurry.

A while.

The old man appeared in front of Feng Suiyun with a respectful expression, "Prince, the old slave found out who it was and killed the second prince."

As the old man's words spread, Feng Suiyun swept through his boundless murderous aura, and Leng Sensen said, "Who is it!"

Swish ~

The old man raised his arm slightly, and his fingertips slashed through the void.

This moment.

The Phantom Spirit Realm appears in the space, inside is the scene where Qin Jun releases Taixuan Dragon Claws and fights Elder Jile.

"Prince, this person has the magical power of Taichu's Secret Realm - Taixuan Dragon Claw. The old slave has sent someone to verify that the place where the second prince died is not far from the city where this person is."

"Who is he!" Feng Suiyun asked in a deep voice.

"Go back to the prince, young master of Qincheng, and Qin Jun!" the old man said slowly.

"Qincheng, Qinjun?"

Feng Suiyun clenched his fists and made a squeaking sound, and his violent and irritating murderous intent boiled.

"Kill my king, you will die!"

"Send an order to assemble 50,000 troops to slaughter Qincheng!"

A cold voice came out, and Feng Suiyun's body spread endless murderous aura.

at this time.

Qin Jun was unaware of this.

The figure floated above the Lingcao Courtyard, looking at the various strange spiritual flowers, spirit grass and fruits, and his mind moved, and he brought the yard surrounded by spiritual energy into the Lingxiao Palace.

Dongfang Wuque stood beside Qin Jun, and suddenly saw the Lingcaoyuan disappear, his pupils wide open, and he was shocked and shocked, "City Lord, this yard..."

"Checked!"

Qin Jun said in a deep voice.

"I received it, where did I receive it?" Dongfang Wuque looked confused.

"Let's go, lead troops to Tianyang City immediately!" Qin Jun gently patted Dongfang Wuque's shoulder, his figure flashed, and rushed out of the valley.

Two days later.

In Tianyang City.

Outside the city lord's mansion.

Headed by the Ye family, assisted by the Ma family and Liu family, he gathered the troops to surround the city lord's mansion and asked Guan Yu to lead his troops out of Tianyang City.

at this time.

Guan Yu and Yang Fan stood proudly outside the city lord's mansion, with tiger and leopard cavalry behind him waiting for battle, and the rolling murderous aura spread across the city.

"Guan Yu, get out of Qincheng, my Ye family can spare your life!"

The speaker is the Ye family, Ye Zhentian.

He is about fifty years old, and has a fat head and big ears. His cheeks tremble when he speaks.

"If you want Tianyang City, ask me if I have a sword in my hand, do you agree?"

Guan Yu's red cheeks looked angry. He raised his hand and pointed the nine-foot-five-inch Qinglong Yanyue Sword directly at Ye Zhentian.

"If you don't want toast, I will punish you. I will see how you alone can resist the strong men of the three major families."

"Everyone goes together and kill Guan Yu!"

Ye Zhentian waved his hands, his figure retreated, signaling the masters on both sides to step forward and kill Guan Yu.

"court death!"
To be continued...