Creating Your Own Era
Serpentwing

"How dare you!" Suddenly, a voice sounded like spring thunder, exploding in the sky.

In the sky above, there was someone standing on top of a huge flying bird. That person took out his long sword and swung it down. In one second, sword energies were intermittent everywhere ..one ray of sword energy was like rain falling, and every blow of sword energy pierced through the guards, easily cutting through their bodies, and, make fresh blood spit out everywhere.

“Aaaaah!” “Tidaaaaaak!” “Aaaaah!”

All sorts of miserable cries sounded, but soon, everything became silent again.

The hundred guards plus the maids, who had been shouting viciously, all fell on the ground. Some had large holes in their chests, while others were chopped. Blood is dirtying the ground. All of them had died a miserable death! making a very apparition to the members of the steel stone tribe

"This. This .. This.." Yong Gan thought that everything was under his control, but now, his face turned pale. He stood there stiffly, staring at his dead servant, and then at the man standing on top of the giant bird in the air. He stuttered, "Xian .. Xiantian …"

The people from the Steel Stone Tribe all raised their heads. Some were dumbfounded, others were blown away, while some girls just stared unblinkingly.

Lou Rong, Qiu ye, and Mowu all raised their heads to take a look as well.

Swooshes!

The man leaped from his position in the air behind the giant bird, landing on the ground.

"Young master." The man bowed slightly as he said to Lou Rong, showing his respect for Lou Rong.

This scene left all the members of the Steel Stone Tribe, as well as Yong gan, feeling stunned. Because right now, those energy attack lines symbolized that this person was a Xiantian living being! The Xiantian life form, in any tribe, no matter how big, was definitely someone with the highest status. Even in the Lou clan, they were core members, high level!

In general, the adventurer-spirited youths of the Lou clan who encountered Xiantian sentient beings all had to pay their respects first. But this Xiantian sentient being actually paid homage to this youngster?

"Please let go of me." Yong Gan leaped himself forward, kneeling before Lou Rong, pleading, "Mighty young master, the words I said earlier are all wild babbling. I've never done anything like that! Moreover, one time, when I gathered feathers from some small tribe, I obtained a special treasure. This is definitely a magical treasure! As for what kind of magic treasure it is, I also do not understand..as long as you are willing to forgive me, young master, I am willing to give this magic treasure … "

Before he even finished speaking.

Wuus!

Yong Gan suddenly threw himself towards Lou Rong, his right hand forming a claw, wanting to tear Lou Rong's throat. At such a close distance ... in general, even late stage Houtian experts would find it difficult to dodge.

"Hrm." With a casual wave of his hand, repelling the attack, Lou Rong's hand slapped Yong gan's skull before Yong gan completed his attack. Yong Gan's body trembled, and then blood started flowing from his nose and ears, and his body weakly fell to the ground.

"He's a crafty person," Lou Rong said casually.

This Yong gan was truly cunning and vicious, venomous and evil, daring to do anything. Although he knew that his chance of dealing with a Xiantian level person was low, he immediately made the decision to first use the magic treasure to try and interest Lou Rong … and then try to catch Lou Rong. As long as he could hold Lou Rong hostage, he would have a chance to live.

Unfortunately…

"So he and the guards were all on the same side." The Xiantian level man said with a laugh. "All the guards were half-armored, while this guy was wearing fur .. I didn't notice it."

"Thank you for your help, senior brother." Lou Rong said with a laugh.

The man in front of him was one of the nine main disciples trained by his father, Lou Yichuan. His name was Wanfang, and he was an early Xiantian living being. In the Lou clan of the Western region, his status was quite high, but at his current level of strength, he was not yet qualified enough to take command over the black armored rider, while Lou Rong, was, being the next ruler of the territory, it had a very high status.

"If it is you who must act, young master, everything will be easy." Wanfang sheathed his long sword while laughing. "But I came here for an important reason."

"Important reason?" Lou Rong's face changed. He keeps in touch with the Western region once a month. The one who came this time was his own senior brother. One could imagine how important the reason was, for a Xiantian expert to personally travel.

"Let's talk inside," said Lou Rong hurriedly.

Lou Rong glanced at the head of the steel stone tribe who was still shocked. "Dispose of bodies. As for the black mountain tribe .... in a moment, I will ask my senior brother to travel to the black mountain tribe.You will naturally not worry about anything. "

"Thank you, young master!"

The bald elder and the others all hurriedly knelt down. Only now did they understand how Lou Rong's status turned out to be so high actually. For even a Xiantian sentient being to greet him respectfully .. A person like this, even a black mountain chieftain would have to kneel before!

Lou Rong and Wanfang quickly entered the stone room, then closed the door.

"Quick."

"Hurry, clean it."

The people from the Steel Stone Tribe were filled with joy as they looked at the corpses on the ground. They feel nervous and excited. Normally, they all had to worship the land where this terrifying black mountain tribe walked, but now, they were all lying dead here.

"So, now you have an ending like this." The cold one-armed man gave a savage kick to Yong gan's corpse, his eyes filled with anger and hatred.

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In the room.

Only Lou Rong and Wanfang were present.

"Sister swnior, what's wrong?" Ask Lou Rong. "Why did you come here?"

"Because of the Diremonster, Serpentwing!" Wanfang's face was serious.

Seriate..