The Lord of the Iron Knives is indeed generous, with many treasures given, and there are enough 100,000 pieces in Yuanjing alone.一 ＞ Fiction ﹤＜﹤﹤﹤﹤＜﹤ ≦ ＜ ≦≦≦ ≤ ≦ ﹤

Yuanjing is a currency used by vast Divine China to trade. Generally, an ordinary holy state is the ultimate. All net worth estimates are only hundreds of Yuanjing. The second-tier strong man is richer and can only be at most. Thousands of yuan crystals.

Now there are 100,000 yuan crystals, and they are distributed, and each of them can get tens of thousands yuan crystals.

Soon all these things given by these iron knife lords were all distributed. Many of the treasures and Yuan Jing were allocated. The Qing Army accounted for 20%, the six commanders accounted for 10%, and the remaining 20% ​​was allocated. To those ordinary Sergeants of the Iron Blade.

After all, those sergeants also did something.

After all the treasures had been distributed, it was night, and everyone was scattered.

...

After the Battle of the Heart of the Heart Valley, the Iron Blade Army returned to peace.

After three days.

Huh!

A streamer crossed the sky, and soon appeared in the void above the Fire Palace where the Iron Blade Lord lived.

The streamer emerged, revealing a purple old man with a vicissitudes on his face. The purple old man looked at the huge fire palace below, and felt the oppression passed on to him by the fire palace, which looked a little frightened.

"Iron Lord!"

"This time the Iron Knife Lord lost too much. When this Iron Knife Lord knew ..." Zi Lao thought, and followed with a sigh of relief. "Iron Knife Lord, among the many lords under His Majesty the Bloody Hou, the strength is It is the best, although it is said that the temper has been good, but this time the loss is so great, it will definitely be angry. "

"I have to be careful, but don't provoke this iron blade lord to anger me, otherwise I'll lose my life."

The old man with a trace of sorrow, soon set foot on fire and quiet palace.

And shortly after the old man entered the Fire Palace, the Iron Blade Lord directly gave the order.

"Let the two army leaders, and all the leaders staying inside the Iron Blade Collar, come to see me!"

...

Inside the barracks of the First Army of the Iron Sword Army.

The First Army had been in charge of guarding the Demon Valley, and since the opening of the Demon Valley Cave, the First Army had no other missions, so the barracks still stood near the Demon Valley.

In one of the camp's tents, Jian Wushuang sat alone on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, and around him, there was a vast and powerful source of power.

But just a few moments later, the power of these origins dispersed to the surroundings.

Jian Wu's eyes opened, and he shook his head secretly, "I have realized a very high level of both the origin of the world and the origin of killing, but the mark of distance from the origin of concentration is always worse."

The Imprint of the Origin, the sign of the second-order powerhouse.

Sword Warrior relies on the superior strength of the magical power of the heavens and the physical strength of the sword. The combat power will not be worse than that of any second-level player. The combat power is not weak.

But the perception of the origin is indeed too low.

There is no other way, after all, he is too young!

Like Thunder Knife, they all think that Jian Wushuang is only effective in keeping the face, and it must be really old, but in fact, only Jian Wushuang himself knows that he has never stayed in the face, because he is very young, and this year, he will Only twenty-four years old.

It is unthinkable that such a young person can realize the origin of his original feelings.

"Swordsman!" Thunderblade's voice came from outside the camp.

Jian Wushuang got up immediately and walked out of the battalion, and immediately saw the leader of the Qing army and other leaders such as Thunder Knife waiting outside.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Lord Lord summoned, we will go out immediately." Qing Army main.

"OK." Jian Wushuang nodded.

Immediately, many commanders of the First Army headed towards the Fire Palace under the leadership of the Qing Army master.

When you came to Huoyou Palace, there were already a lot of people waiting in Huoyou Palace. Those people, from the Second Army, were the masters of the Second Army, and they also entered the third stage like the Youths. Strong.

And Jian Wushuang they waited for a long time in the Palace of Fire You, and 6 continued to have some leaders back.

"There are so many people." Jian Wushuang sat in a seat on the edge, looking around.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen leaders gathered in the Fire Palace alone. There are also some people who have the second-level combat power at the command level, but they have not held the position of command. At first glance, they have already Over twenty people.

"I am afraid that His Majesty the Lord, and all second-tier strongmen who are still under His Majesty, have gathered here." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

"During the usual discussions, the Lord Lord only summoned the two army leaders. At most, there were several related leaders present, but this time, it seemed that something had happened and it was probably because of that. Somewhere ... "Thunderblade sitting next to Jian Wushuang groaned.

"That place?" Jian Wushuang moved inside, but he knew where that sword was.

At the top of the palace, on a towering throne, the black man iron knife lord, who was slightly shabby, sat there, with a gloomy face. On the side of the iron knife lord, he stood in respect of an old man in a purple robe.

"Today I have called you here for one thing." Lord Ironknife had a loud voice, with a touch of coldness, but glanced at the old man in the purple robe.

The old man in the purple robe nodded. Firstly, the two main military leaders and many leaders who were present at the scene bowed together, and then said grandly: "My lords, the old man Gu Guman, is your Majesty the Houhou Wanghou, this time to come to convey a message. News ... "

"Just a few days ago, on the Chiyan battlefield, the strong team from the Iron Blade Leader was assaulted and suffered heavy losses. The eight-member team lost five!"

The old man in purple robes said quietly, watching the reactions of the people in the hall.

"what?"

"Fall five at once?"

"So miserable? What enemies did they encounter?"

The whole hall immediately burst into an uproar ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Jian Wushuang's expression was also a little calm.

Before, he also heard a few people from the Thunder Knife talk about the Red Flame battlefield, knowing that the Red Flame battlefield is crazy, cruel, and killing the sky, and that is a battlefield of the strong, like the second-level strong like the Thunderblade. In the Chiyan battlefield, it seems to be just average.

At that time I just heard that Jian Wushuang didn't have to feel anything, but now that he knows that the eight-man squad of iron sword collars was suddenly dropped by five people, even though he was quite shocked.

After all, the five men who fell down must be the second-order powerhouses, and they might be more powerful than the Thunderblade.

"The Red Flame battlefield involves the battle between the two princes. It has a great reputation throughout the vast Divine Land."

At this time, the iron knife lord on the throne also spoke, his voice cold.