Supreme Emperor of Swords

In fact, those seemingly innocent and just forces were connected with Blood Dragon Village.

The forces of the Human Tribe were complex. On the surface, they were the Alliance of Light, but in the dark, most of them were bullies.

People within a few hundred kilometers of Snow Dragon Mountain had suddenly come to life because of this event.

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Before dawn—

On Rising Dragon Peak—

Rising Dragon Peak was one of the famous 72 peaks of Snow Dragon Mountain. The mountain was relatively smooth and was not too high. From a distance it looked like a curled and ready-to-fly cold ice dragon, which was the origin of its name.

Yesterday Blood Dragon Village had set up a blood altar and some large and small white ice temples for the warriors from all over Snow Dragon Mountain.

This bandits' group seemed to have decided to become a good one. Everything was actually well-organized. Even the fierce black knights had become extremely enthusiastic this time.

It was the darkest moment before dawn.

It was also the coldest moment.

On the huge snow platform located on the top of Rising Dragon Peak, thousands of people had gathered. About 500 of them were black knights from Blood Dragon Village, and the others were from the nearby regions.

A 10-meter high ice altar was in the middle of the crowd.

At the top of the altar, a white flag was waving in the wind. There was a sanguine dragon on the flag. When the flag was flying with the wind, the dragon seemed to be alive and looked extremely terrifying.

The so-called blood sacrifice was to dye the red flag with the blood of the enemies.

The three masters of Blood Dragon Village all stood under the altar. They each wore their beautiful armors made from high-level demons' skin. They were fully armed and swayed with an extreme Qi. Behind them were their 50 elitist warriors who had a murderous feeling and were not to be underestimated.

Over 40 ice sculpture seats had been laid out all around.

Among the invited warriors, the leaders and the higher ranging warriors of the major forces were seated between their trusted subordinates. In addition, there were many uninvited warriors who came and they could only stand along the sides and wait for the show to begin.

All of them were living and working in Snow Dragon Mountain, and they were familiar with each other. They were talking while they waited.

Up until now, as the other main party to the event, Valley Village had not shown up yet. It seemed as though they didn't take the Killing Token of Blood Dragon seriously at all.

The sunrise was soon approaching.

Conversations from the crowd gradually stopped, and everyone looked at the ice altar in the center.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Feng Xueyi, One Stroke for a Soul, suddenly opened his eyes. Then the stout man stood up and glanced around and saluted with hands folded, saying, "My name is Feng Xueyi. Thank you for coming to attend the blood sacrifice ceremony and even the scales for Blood Dragon Village. Not long ago, 30 of the warriors from my village were killed by the villains of Valley Village. Although I'm incompetent, I vowed to get justice for my dead brothers!"

This villain's hands were full of blood. He wore a smile. His voice was unquestionable and was as loud as a ringing large bell, which was louder than the whistling sound of snow on the peaks, that were reverberating in the whole area.

This obviously had called for extreme hard-working and strong cultivation.

The faces of the surrounding warriors showed respect for Feng Xueyi.

The strength of this butcher could not be underestimated. Although he had not personally fought against someone for several years, he was stronger than ever.

"You're too kind! Master Feng!"

"The murderers should be killed, and the debt should be paid back. Since Valley Village killed your knights. They should pay for that!"

"In the poor mountain areas and water live bad and evil people. In the past few years, Blood Dragon Village has done a lot to maintain order in the Snow Dragon Mountain area and to protect the weak. Valley Village has killed your knights, and they're guilty. I support you!"

"Evil places like Valley Village should no longer exist."

Among the crowd, many tried to kiss-up to Feng Xueyi. Most of them were just shameless warriors. They all had various relationships with Blood Dragon Village, so they tried to speak up for Blood Dragon Village.

Those warriors who still had a conscience in their hearts were silent.

Among the crowd was, Li Ying, the old mayor of Qing River Town. Behind him were three young and heroic young people. They were Li Yunyang and Li Yunqi, the second and fifth sons of Li Ying. The last one was Li Yunyuan, the third son of Li Ying. Li Ying's eldest son, Li Yunfei had not come due to his disabled body. His fourth son, Li Yunfeng was practicing in Chopping Sun City and had not yet returned.

Li Ying was a 50-year-old elder.

He was extremely powerful and tall, with thick hair and beards, which had with the passage of time gone gray. He was sitting quietly in his seat, like a lion, and there was a trace of chilling light flashing in his white eyebrows covered eyes.

As one of the superpowers that could compete with Blood Dragon Village, the people of Qing River Town were extremely proud.

The warriors from Qing River Town were all wearing the standard cyan hide armor. It was neatly arranged with an order that created a small formation. They resembled a small elite army. Without Li Ying's permission they kept silent, and indifferently and disdainfully looked at the warriors who fawned over Blood Dragon Village.

Li Ying himself was a legend around Snow Dragon Mountain.

It was said that he was just a woodcutter's son. His father and mother died early in his childhood. He was born in poverty, experienced hard work that ordinary people could not imagine, and spent many years on the edge between life and death. Only then did he have today's achievements and built what was today's Qing River Town. Besides that, he had sent his fourth son and his fifth son to join the Nine Sects.

Li Ying's family history was an experience of blood and fire.

With the experience that ordinary people could never even imagine, Li Ying had eyes that could see the nature of things. He was very good at observing people.

Ever since his fifth son had come back and told him the news about Valley Village, he then had been particularly looking forward to what would happen here today.

Although he didn't firmly support his mysterious Senior Brother, as did his fifth son, Li Ying was absolutely happy with the demise of Blood Dragon Village. After all, it was the only evil force within 250 kilometers of Snow Dragon Mountain that could threaten Qing River Town. This time, if that mysterious Senior Brother really had the power, Li Ying would help him.

The fierce old lion looked coldly at Feng Xueyi's performance and did not speak.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of Valley Village.

To be exact, he was waiting for the man his son had mentioned before.

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"It is less than 30 minutes till sunrise. The blood sacrifice was going to happen soon. The people in Valley Village have not appeared yet. They don't fear Blood Dragon Village," Feng Xueyi looked at the faint light in the sky, a smile appeared on his face. He continued, "What's more, they also don't fear all the people present today. That's unforgivable!"

That was enough to start an all-out incitement.

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