Chapter 768: Blood knife
But after thinking about it, Li Yingguang laughed himself.
Would their first sect in mainland fear trouble?
Will they be afraid that someone will come to them?
The answer is impossible. If they don't trouble others, others will laugh.
"Well, I will send someone to pay attention to what you said. This time you both have credit. I will help you with your father in front of my father."
"Thank you, young master."
Tian Sha and Di Yan said with an excited expression trying hard.
"Well, you guys are tired after a few days, go down and rest."
"Yes, young master."
After Tian Sha and Di Yan left, a person walked out from a shadowed corner of the room.
Blood-red hair, black leather armor, and a huge long knife on his back.
If Tiansha were here, he would definitely know each other.
This is the worship of the Hades Pavilion, the blood knife, possessed by the early days of the gods.
The blood knife on his back will definitely leave a life behind every time it is unsheathed.
The bloodthirsty violence of the Blood Knife left him with a murderous reputation in the Central Continent.
"Young Master, there is no prey for my blood knife here. Calling me over may waste a lot of time."
The Blood Knife didn't show much respect to Li Yingguang, so he just found a place to sit down, and made a little teasing.
Li Yingguang frowned, but there was not much to know about the position of the other party in the Pavilion of the Hades.
"Blood Knife, you must remember that Sect Master asked you to come and assist me. Don't make a mistake about our position."
"I know, I know, I say something that people don't understand as a whole. Let's talk about the task quickly, get it done early, and go back for a drink."
The blood knife waved his hand indifferently and directly interrupted Li Yingguang's tirade.
"You...have those people got it done?"
Li Yingguang suppressed his anger forcibly, but did not break out.
"Hehe, it's not just the little ghosts of a few sects. It's been done long ago, but a few people have gone to the Black Iron Sect. How about it? Shall I also destroy the Black Iron Sect?"
As the blood knife spoke, a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes.
Li Yingguang was able to see a sea of corpses and blood in the opponent's eyes, and quickly moved his eyes away.
After just such a short exercise, he felt the blood surge in his body.
It is worthy of being a master of the heavenly immortal level, and while swinging at will, it can trigger the laws of heaven and earth and affect others.
"Don't move the Black Iron Sect. They are considered top sects, and the status of the Black Iron Sect in the mainland is relatively special. It is impossible to mess around, or it will cause trouble to the sect."
The Black Iron Sect is in the business of weapons and armors, and there are countless strong people he knows. There is no such strong person who does not want his equipment to be better.
So in real terms, the connections of the Black Iron Sect are wider than their Pluto Pavilion.
After all, the Pluto Pavilion offends many people for the benefit of resources. Compared with friends, the Pluto Pavilion has more enemies.
"Cut, I'm afraid of any trouble, it's better to just destroy it then."
The blood knife said indifferently, but that is to say.
Without the order of the Hades Pavilion, he would not be foolish to find the trouble of a top sect, and the thin camels would be taken by the horse.
What's more, the Black Iron Sect is still at its peak, and it doesn't know what means it has.
He possesses the strength of a heavenly immortal, although it is awesome, but it is not so awesome that he can ignore the sect.
Especially some sects with profound background, they will always surprise others.
