Chapter 338 News about Huachi

The endless red blood scale wolves, every one of them, were majestic and tall, and every one of them was filled with evil spirit.

Thirty thousand red blood scale wolves, together with thirty thousand knights from the martial arts realm, gathered their breath to travel on the earth. The breath was earth-shattering, like a tsunami hundreds of meters high, sweeping through the world, as if it could destroy everything.

Wan Xiu's pupils dilated sharply, revealing an expression of utter terror.

"This... This... Is the red blood iron horse?"

His voice trembled, his face was pale and he was sweating.

Some of the other great city lords were trembling, and their faces were completely bloodless.

Just now, they were full of confidence that Yutongguan could not be broken, but when they saw the situation in front of them, their confidence was shattered.

The aura of the red blood scale wolf was too terrifying. Before, Wan Xiu said that the outside world was exaggerating the red blood iron riding, but now they just wanted to shout. What exaggeration? That was obviously belittling.

"Block, we must block!"

Wan xiu screamed at the top of her lungs, then turned and ran.

"Wait for me!"

The other great city lords also turned around and left.

For the generals to leave, there was no suspense in this battle.

The sinister terrain of Yutongguan was simply unable to stop the red blood scale wolf.

One must know that the red blood scale wolf originally lived on the plateau, running in the dangerous terrain, as if treading on the ground.

Half an hour later, Yutongguan was flattened and the red blood iron horse roared past, heading straight for the imperial capital.

The red blood iron horse had excellent endurance. It ran at high speed for half a day and stopped to rest once.

Three days later, the red blood iron horse had traveled tens of thousands of miles and was getting closer and closer to the imperial capital.

Boom!

There was a loud roar ahead.

"There are cavalry coming!"

Hua ying said.

"Did the Shifang sword sect send people to surround us?"

Some speculated.

But the answer was soon revealed.

In front of them, the horse roared and was shocked by the smell of the red blood scale wolf's iron horse.

Lu Ming and the others were speechless. The fighting capacity of this army was really not so good? And the number was not much, estimated to be around 10,000 people, really sent by the Shifang sword sect to surround them?

You must be kidding me!

Lu Ming led the red blood cavalry and stopped without attacking.

After a while, the line was formed in front of them, and a few big men in armour rode out on green scaled horses.

"Who are you? How dare you stand in my way?"

A short, fat man glared and shouted angrily.

They did not recognize the red blood iron horse at all.

Also, it was normal for soldiers in the border area and near the imperial capital not to recognize the red blood iron cavalry.

"I still want to ask? Who are you? How dare you stand in front of me?"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes and shouted.

"We are under Zhen Emperor's command to capture the royal rebellion. You should get out of the way and delay Zhen Emperor. Even if you have ten heads, you won't be able to cut them off."

The short, fat man shouted.

Lu Ming's eyes sparkled.

Capture the royal rebellion? Could it be Hua Chi?

"Do you know where the eighth prince is?"

Lu Ming asked.

The little fat man's eyes were full of vigilance and he said, "Tell me, who the hell are you? Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Kill, the general in front of you is alive!"

As soon as the short, fat man spoke, Lu Ming let out a loud roar.

Ow! Ow!

The wolf howled, and the red blood scale wolf's iron horse began to charge.

There was no suspense at all. The red blood cavalry was just a charge, and this army of ten thousand people fell apart. They died in battle, escaped in flight, surrendered in surrender.

The leading generals were captured alive.

"You... You are the red blood cavalry?"

At this moment, the chubby man seemed to remember and shouted in horror.

"Not too slow. Okay, tell me, where are the eight princes?"

Lu Ming asked coldly, staring at the short, fat man.

"You... You're Tian Yun?"

The chubby man's body trembled and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Speak!"

Lu Ming drank cold.

"I said, I said, please spare my life."

The chubby man screamed.

"Speak!"

Lu Ming's body burst out with murderous intent, extremely cold.

"I said, I said, we received news that the eighth prince had led his men into the east river mountain range. We were ordered by the handsome army to encircle and suppress the east river mountain range. We were just one of them. There were many other troops who left earlier than us."

Cried the little fat man.

"East river mountain range?"

A look of anxiety appeared in Lu Ming's eyes and he shouted, "Lead the way, set off, to the east river mountains!"

The short and fat man did not dare to disobey at all. He led the way and the red blood iron horse ran towards the east river mountain range.

The east river mountain range was not far from here. It was a thousand miles away and arrived in an hour at the speed of the red blood scale wolf.

The east river mountain range is not very famous, because although it is vast, the mountain peak is not high, not very dangerous, nor is there a powerful monster, even ordinary people can step into it.

Surrounded by an army of at least tens of thousands of people, the hills were completely surrounded.

In the air, there were also more than twenty strong men standing in the air.

"Hua Chi, I advise you to surrender. Don't struggle for nothing. You are doomed."

In the air, a big man with big sleeves and War sword on his back shouted.

That's right. On the hill, it was Hua Chi and the others. They were about two thousand people, each in rags and some blood was still wet. It was obvious that they had gone through a terrible war during this period.

Hua Chi stood at the front of the hill, beside him, a dozen middle-aged men and old men, each of whom had a very thick and powerful aura, like a mountain.

This was the only remaining strength of the royal family.

Behind them, there were two figures, Lu Yuntian and Li Ping.

At this moment, the two of them were extremely haggard, their faces were pale and their bodies were floating.

Lu Yuntian had lost his cultivation, and Li Ping was an ordinary person. These days, the two of them ran away with Hua Chi and the others, and one could imagine how much they had suffered.

"Eighth prince, you'd better run away first. With these seniors with you, it's still possible to rush out. Find Ming er and ask him to avenge us!"

Lu Yuntian said to Hua Chi.

"Uncle lu, I, Hua Chi, am not that kind of person who lives in seclusion. Besides, since elder brother Lu has handed you over to me and he is fighting alone at the border, I must ensure that you are thorough. Otherwise, how can I face him?"

Hua Chi smiled and stood up straight.

Lu Yuntian sighed.

"Brother Tian!"

Li Ping held Lu Yuntian's hand tightly.

"Ping' er, I am satisfied to see you again. It's just a pity that I have implicated you."

Lu Yuntian looked at Li Ping and said.

"Brother Tian, I'm not afraid. It doesn't matter whether I live or die to be with you."

Li Ping said.

Lu Yuntian looked at Li Ping pitifully and said, "I believe Ming er will avenge us. One day, Ming er will step down the Shifang sword sect!"

"I believe it too!"

Li Ping nodded.

(The end of this chapter)