Lord Iron Knife was indeed generous enough 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 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 made 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 Blade 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 strongest one...
They are all 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, and 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 trace 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 leaders 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 Devil's Heart Valley before, but after the Devil's Heart Valley cave opened, the First Army had no other tasks, so the military camp still stood near the Devil's Heart Valley.
In one of the tents in the military camp, Jian Wushuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed alone, with his eyes slightly closed. Around him, there were layers of vast source power permeating the air.
But after just a moment, these original powers dispersed to the surroundings.
Jianwu opened his eyes and shook his head secretly, "Whether it is the origin of the world or the origin of killing, I have already understood it at a very high level, but the distance from condensing the origin mark is still a little behind."
The mark of origin, the sign of the second level strong man.
Jian Wushuang relies on the advantage of the explosive spiritual power of the Great Heaven Creation Technique, coupled with the tyrannical physical strength, his combat power will not be worse than that of any second level, and he can even compete with the strong men of the third level by using many trump cards.
The fighting power is not weak.
But the understanding of the origin is indeed still too low.
There is nothing we can do about it, after all, he is 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 level.
"Swordsman!" Thunder Blade's voice came from outside the camp.
Jian Wushuang stood up immediately and walked out of the camp. He immediately saw the leader of the Qing army, Lei Dao and other commanders waiting outside.
"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"The lord has summoned us and we will set off immediately," the leader of the Qing Army said.
"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded.
Immediately, many commanders of the First Army headed towards Huoyou 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 at 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 secretly said.
"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, muttered.
"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.
"I summon you all here today 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 Sword Leader was attacked and killed, suffering heavy losses. Five of the eight-man team lost their lives!"
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. He knew that the Red Flame battlefield was crazy, cruel, and filled with killings. Moreover, it was a battlefield for strong men. A second-level powerhouse like Lei Dao would not be able to survive in this place.
In the Red Flame Battlefield, it seemed to be 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 shocked.
After all, those five people who died must have been second-level experts, perhaps even more tyrannical than Thunder Sword.
"The Scarlet Flame Battlefield involves a battle between two princes. It is extremely famous throughout the vast China."
At this time, the Iron Sword Lord on the throne also spoke, his voice cold.