Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

At this time, under the enveloping of the night sky, following the killing of the leaders of the forces led by the three fourth-grade sects, Qin Hao, and Chen Sha, the interior of the Wuling City had finally started to gradually quieten down ?    

    

However, the human corpses and the dilapidated buildings on the ground made one understand how intense the battle that had erupted here was.    

    

"All of you, behave!" Hei Yan's face revealed a ruthless expression as he shouted. He held onto the blood stained iron rod in his hand, and smashed it onto the crowd lining up on the street.    

    

These people were prisoners caught before they could escape. There were roughly forty to fifty of them.    

    

Jin Yun and his team's subordinates all stood not far away with different expressions on their faces, as they watched this scene with complicated emotions. If they did not choose to remain neutral, then perhaps they would be a part of the captives, or even a corpse.    

    

And all of this was caused by a single person, and in the end, it all ended because of him.    

    

Countless gazes, full of reverence, gathered on the The youth's figure in mid-air. The dark black dragon wings on the man's back shook slowly and floated in the sky coldly. Wisps of black fog surrounded his body. He was covered in scales and looked like a demon from another world.    

    

However, this demon had brought back freedom to this city, returning to the original rules of the competition.    

    

Immediately after, under countless gazes filled with fear and reverence, Long Bufan's figure slowly descended from the sky. Even though he had experienced numerous fierce battles, his deep eyes still flickered with a bright light, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.    

    

This scene caused Jin Yun, Hei Yan, Jiang Yu and the rest to swallow their saliva. With such a high level of endurance, even the experts who had truly reached the sixth level of the Spirit Sea would not be able to compare to him.    

    

Then, Long Bufan's figure, when he landed on the stone tower, at the same time, recovered his normal human appearance. His Dragonblood Warrior Weapon form also had a time limit, with his current cultivation, he could only maintain this state for a maximum of six hours.    

    

Long Bufan stood on top of the stone tower. In this position, he could look down at any place within the Wuling City. Here, he could faintly feel a control rising up.    

    

However, this feeling only lasted for a short while. His cold gaze landed on the dozens of captives below and he said indifferently: "Hand over your Hundred Sect Jade Plate. Then, I will let you leave the Hundred Sects Battlefield alive.    

    

Long Bufan's tone was extremely calm, but in the ears of the captives, it was as if they had been struck by lightning. Then, in the next moment, their bodies stiffened up, their eyes bulged, and their minds seemed to have entered a state of chaos.    

    

If they handed over the storage bag, at most, they would only feel a bit of heartache. With nothing left, they could earn more, but if they handed over the Hundred Sect Jade Plate, it would also mean that they had been eliminated from the Hundred Sects Competition.    

    

However, as the saying goes, the winner survives while the weak is eliminated. In this battle, they had lost extremely miserably. Now that they had become captives, there were simply no conditions for them to take advantage of.    

    

With regards to death, regardless of race, all the living beings present were terrified. After hesitating for a moment, someone finally handed over the Hundred Sect Jade Plate and the storage bag with a dejected look. With the beginning, the others, in order to survive, naturally began to follow suit.