Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 472 People from Four Houses
Lin Jingyu stayed in a restaurant and asked the First Elder to go back and inform the Supreme Master that he was going to go to the Realm of the Eight Emperors.

Not long after, other forces also sent people to inform him.

However, the Realm of the Eight Emperors is a common thing of the Eight Emperors, and they cannot share it with people from other forces.

People from other forces also seem to be aware of this, and secretly observe the actions of the Eight Emperors.

Seven days later

Lin Jingyu mysteriously disappeared in Tiandou City.

The other members of the Eight Emperors' forces also disappeared, preparing secretly.

Eight Emperor Tianmai is located at the junction of Xuanhuangtian and Binghuangtian, very close to the Sifu.

The mountains are rolling and undulating, and they are all ancient forests. Liao is uninhabited and inaccessible, only powerful beasts are rampant.

Countless figures are silently rushing into the depths.

Lin Jingyu, Chi Meinu and others also rushed to the depths.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a gap in space was torn open in the void behind them.

I saw a golden luan chariot, pulled by two powerful golden scale dragons, rolling and moving.

Standing on it are a young man with blond curly hair, a young man holding a sword, and a handsome man holding a jade fan.

"There is someone ahead!"

The handsome man with the jade fan in his hand stared forward and reminded him.

"It should be from the Eight Emperor Heavens, it seems that we have come to the right place."

The young man with the sword in his hand was overjoyed, and then snorted: "Those forces in the Eight Emperor Heavens thought they were hiding it, but they didn't know that the people in our four prefectures already knew about it."

"Should we take them with us? After all, we are facing the eight giant forces, so we have to give them some face, otherwise, if we enter the Realm of the Eight Emperors, they will not make it easy for us."

The handsome man smiled and asked the blond curly-haired man.

"No need." The blond curly-haired man said indifferently.

"That's right, what face is there for them? They want to monopolize the inheritance, so it would be nice not to give them a blow."

The boy with the negative sword sneered.

Suddenly, a sword qi slashed forward.

Suddenly, Jiaolong turned in a different direction, pulled the luan chariot and ran over Lin Jingyu and the others.

Roar!
A violent flood dragon's power was released and covered it.

Chimei's cultivation base was slightly weaker, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Looking up at the trampled and shattered void, she continued to envelop them. It was completely intentional, and she cursed angrily: "Bastard!"

"How? This is to give them face."

The young man with a negative sword jokingly smiled, and then laughed again.

The handsome man shook his head and said with a smile: "You will suffer a lot sooner or later if you show off like this."

"What's the disadvantage? I can't beat it, isn't there you?"

The young man with the sword in his hand said indifferently: "Anymore, I have already kept my hand, otherwise, they would have been trampled to death by the dragon."

"I can't tell you."

The handsome man just shook his head, and he just mentioned it.

suddenly!

The blond curly-haired man frowned, and suddenly raised his eyes to stare at the sky above his head, his pupils shrank.

"what happened?"

The handsome man was puzzled and raised his eyes to the sky.

I saw that the figure that was originally below them stood above their heads, running at the same speed as the dragon.

The young man with the sword also raised his eyes, with a gloomy expression, and suddenly became angry: "Bastard, you dare to humiliate us, get off!"

To actually stand above their heads is simply a humiliation to them.

Boom!

Lin Jingyu stepped down as he wished.

A terrifying force of suppression also shrouded it.

Bang!
The golden soles stepped on the space and landed on the top of the boy with the sword.

Clang!
In an instant, the sword carried by the young man with the sword pierced through the air.

With a continuous bang, the sword shattered, and the boy with the sword sank, and was directly trampled on the luan car.

Roar!
Jiaolong was pulled back and roared to the sky.

The luan chariot also suddenly sank downward.

The blond curly-haired man and the handsome man suddenly soared into the air, and the luan car stabilized.

"you……"

The young man with a sword in his hand lifted his body violently, and stood up from the luan car, but Lin Jingyu pinched his head with one hand, and was lifted in the air like a scarecrow, without even the strength to move.

"True God!"

The boy with the negative sword changed his expression drastically and struggled crazily.

Rumbling--

The dragon is still moving forward, rolling.

"Keep laughing."

Lin Jingyu stared at the boy with the sword indifferently, his five fingers suddenly bent.

Ah!
The skull cracked and cracked, causing the young man with the sword to scream miserably.

"It made you laugh, but didn't make you scream!"

Lin Jingyu continued to increase his strength, making the young man with the sword scream even more miserable, unable to laugh at all.

"Your Excellency is so cruel!"

The golden curly-haired man frowned and stared at Lin Jingyu.

"Cruel?"

Lin Jingyu raised his eyes to look at the golden curly-haired man, and then, with a flick of his hand, he threw the young man with the sword in front of the rushing dragon.

Bang!
Bang!
Several trampling sounds suddenly sounded.

Flood Dragon knocked the sword-bearer boy forward, slammed violently continuously, stepped on the body of the sword-bearer boy, his body exploded, and the scream was even more miserable.

"Did you see that, this is called cruelty!"

Lin Jingyu looked at the man with golden curly hair and said indifferently.

It made the expressions of the two of them sink.

"go!"

Lin Jingyu shouted to Chi Meinu and the others, landed on the luan car, and drove the dragon into the depths, his indifferent voice echoed: "If you want revenge, follow."

The luan cart ran over, and the body of the boy with the sword was shattered, bloody, and his soul was crushed.

Facts have proved that he can't save himself, and even a handsome man can't save him.

"What an arrogant person!"

The blond curly-haired man had a gloomy expression, his murderous intent flashed, and he quickly followed up with extreme speed.

On the luan car, Chi Meinu was no stranger to this kind of thing.

The other elders also made some preparations.

However, they didn't feel that Lin Jingyu was overbearing.

Before, the young man with a sword running over their heads was enough to humiliate people, and he secretly persecuted them by turning around and trampling over their heads.

Not only did he not feel shameless, but he was triumphant and laughed proudly.

Such a person, otherwise he would pay the heaviest price and never know how big the mistake he made was?

In the depths, countless people gathered in the center of the eight majestic peaks.

On the Shenfeng Peak, the white mountain air rises, and it has not dissipated, covering the mountain range, like a sea of ​​smoke, very beautiful.

Boom!

Jiaolong took the luan chariot, tore through the sea of ​​smoke, and rushed into it.

The corners of the mouths of people from all major forces twitched slightly. This guy is really high-profile. They all came quietly, but the other party came in a luxury car. They are not afraid...

Suddenly, the masters of the major forces looked back, frowning, and saw that there were people following behind.

"Master!"

Xia Nan and the others had already arrived, and after being slightly stunned, they moved across the sky and landed beside the luan car.

Immediately, he also noticed something, his eyes turned to the back, and someone was chasing him.

"Lin Qin, what do you mean? If you don't want to open it, get the hell out!"

Master Lei Mingyuan said coldly, his face was ugly.

"Are you questioning me?" Lin Jingyu lifted his cold gaze and landed on Yuanzhu Leiming, making Yuanzhu Leiming feel as if billions of sharp swords were covering his body, and his eyes shrank.

"Talk to me, be polite."

Lin Jingyu issued a cold warning, the anger in his heart was burning.

(End of this chapter)