Lord Iron Knife was indeed generous and gave him many treasures, including a hundred thousand yuan crystals alone.
Yuanjing is the currency used for transactions in the vast China. Under normal circumstances, an ordinary Holy Realm Ultimate's total net worth is estimated to be only a few hundred Yuanjing. The second-level strong man has a richer net worth, but at most he only has a few hundred Yuanjing. Worth thousands of yuan crystals.
And now there are a hundred thousand yuan crystals. If divided, each of them can get almost tens of thousands of yuan crystals.
Soon all the things given by these Iron Sword Lords were distributed. Among the many treasures and Yuanjing distributed, the Qing Army Lord accounted for 20%, each of the six commanders accounted for 10%, and the remaining 20% was distributed. For those ordinary Iron Sword Army sergeants.
After all, those sergeants also contributed some efforts.
After all the treasures were distributed, it was already night and everyone dispersed.
…
After the battle for Devil's Heart Valley ended, the Iron Sword Army returned to peace.
Three days later.
Whoosh!
A stream of light streaked across the sky, and soon appeared in the void above the Fire Palace where Lord Iron Knife lived.
The stream of light emerged, revealing a purple-haired old man with a vicissitudes of life. The purple-haired old man looked at the huge Huoyou Palace below and felt the oppression faintly conveyed to him in the Huoyou Palace. The purple-haired old man's face was a little frightened. fear.
"Iron Sword Lord!"
"The Iron Sword Leader has suffered too much loss this time. When this Iron Sword Lord finds out..." the purple-haired old man thought about it, then sighed softly, "Iron Sword Lord, among the many lords under Prince Piaoxue, the most powerful one is He is considered to be the best. Although it is said that he has always had a good temper, but this time the loss is so big, no matter how good his temper is, he will definitely get angry. "
"I have to be careful, but I must not make this Iron Sword Lord angry with me, otherwise my life may not be guaranteed."
The purple-haired old man quickly set foot in the Huoyou Palace with a hint of apprehension.
Soon after the purple-haired old man entered the Huoyou Palace, the Iron Sword Lord directly issued an order in the Huoyou Palace.
"Let the two military masters and all the commanders in the Iron Sword Territory come to see me quickly!"
…
Inside the military camp of the First Army of the Iron Sword Army.
The First Army had been responsible for guarding the Demon Heart Valley before. After the opening of the Demon Heart Valley cave, the First Army had no other tasks, so the military camp still stood near the Demon Heart Valley.
In one of the tents in the military camp, Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the bed alone, eyes slightly closed. Around him, there were layers of vast source power permeating the air.
But just a moment later, these original powers dispersed to the surroundings.
Jian Wushuang opened his eyes and shook his head secretly, "Whether it is the origin of the world or the origin of killing, I have understood it at a very high level, but the distance from condensing the origin mark is still a little bit behind."
Origin mark, the sign of the second level strong man.
Jian Wushuang relies on the advantage of the explosive spiritual power of the Great Creation Technique, coupled with the tyrannical physical strength, his combat power will not be worse than any second level, and even with the use of many trump cards, he may even be able to compete with the strong men of the third level. The combat power cannot be said to be weak.
But the understanding of the origin is indeed too low.
There's nothing we can do about it, after all, he's still too young!
Like Lei Dao and others, they all think that Jian Wushuang is only effective in keeping his appearance, and he must be really old. But in fact, only Jian Wushuang himself knows that he has never kept his appearance at all. It is purely because he is very young. Until this year, he has only Only twenty-four years old.
It is incredible that at such a young age, his understanding of the origin can reach this point. "Swordsman!" Thunder Blade's voice came from outside the camp.
Jian Wushuang stood up immediately, and after walking out of the camp, he immediately saw the Qing army leader, Lei Dao and other commanders waiting outside.
"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"The lord has summoned us, we will set off immediately." said the leader of the Qing Army.
"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded.
Immediately, many commanders of the First Army headed towards Huo You Palace under the leadership of the Qing Army Lord.
When they arrived at the Huoyou Palace, there were already many people waiting there. Those people were from the Second Army, led by the Second Army Leader, who also entered the third level like the Qing Army Leader. Strong.
Not long after Jian Wushuang and the others waited in Huoyou Palace, some commanders came back one after another.
"There are so many people." Jian Wushuang sat on a seat on the edge and looked around.
At this moment, there are more than a dozen commanders gathered in Huoyou Palace alone. There are also some people who also have the second-level combat power of the leadership level, but they have never held the position of commander. At a glance, they have already More than twenty people.
"I'm afraid that all the second-level strong men who are still under the Iron Sword Lord have gathered here." Jian Wushuang said secretly.
"When normal discussions are held, the lord will only summon two major military leaders, and at most a few related commanders will be present. But this time, so many people were summoned at once. It seems that something has happened, and it is probably because of that Place..." Lei Dao, who was sitting next to Jian Wushuang, pondered.
"That place?" Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he knew where the place Lei Dao was talking about was.
At the top of the palace, on a majestic throne, Lord Iron Knife, a slovenly black-haired man, sat there with a gloomy face. Next to Lord Iron Knife, an old man in purple robes stood respectfully.
"Today, I have called you all here for one reason." Lord Iron Sword's voice was majestic, with a hint of coldness, but he glanced at the purple-robed old man.
The old man in purple robe nodded, first bowed to the two military leaders and many commanders present, and then said grandly: "My lords, I am Guman, who is under the command of Prince Piaoxue. I am here to convey a message. information… "
"Just a few days ago, on the Red Flame battlefield, the strong team from the Iron Blade Territory was attacked and killed, and suffered heavy losses. Five of the eight-man team died!"
After the purple-robed old man finished speaking, he quietly watched the reactions of everyone in the hall.
"What?"
"Five people fell at once?"
"So miserable? What kind of enemy did they encounter?"
The whole hall immediately became uproar.
Jian Wushuang also looked a little solemn.
He had also heard Lei Dao and the others talk about the Red Flame Battlefield before, and knew that the Red Flame battlefield was crazy and cruel, with killings all over the sky, and that it was a battlefield for strong men. A second-level powerhouse like Lei Dao would not be able to survive in the battlefield. In the Red Flame Battlefield, it seemed that it was only at an average level.
At that time, it was only heard that Jian Wushuang didn't feel anything, but now when he learned that five members of the eight-man team led by Iron Sword were suddenly eliminated, even he was quite horrified.
After all, those five people who died must be second-level experts, perhaps even more tyrannical than Thunder Sword.
"The Scarlet Flame Battlefield involves a battle between two princes. It has great fame throughout the vast China."
At this time, the Iron Sword Lord on the throne also spoke, his voice cold.
(End of chapter)