"Old Master Luo!"
Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the battle slaves turned red with envy.
Before their master left, he had told them that they must protect the old man well.
Old Master Luo was recuperating and could not move at will.
If Old Master Luo was hurt by these people, how could they face their master?
They might as well kill themselves one by one!
"Bang!"
The Martial Marquis Realm experts who were fighting with the Mang Tiger Guards did not care about their injuries. They took a hit and retreated from the battle. They rushed toward Old Master Luo's courtyard.
However, it was too late!
They watched helplessly as the Fijians rushed into Old Master Luo's courtyard.
At this moment. "Bang!"
A blood-red figure instantly descended from the sky like a red lightning bolt in the dark night. He appeared in front of the few trusted aides of Fiji and lifted his leg to kick the person who was in the lead away.
In the next second, a pure black light shone.
In the dark night, the pure black light was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. It drew a cold and murderous arc in the air.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, fresh blood splattered out, dyeing the dark night sky that was covered by the moonlight saber light a dark red.
"Kill all of them!"
After cutting the throats of the two Fiji followers who wanted to rush into Old Master Luo's room, Luo Qingtong held the Death Blade and stood at the door of Old Master Luo's room.
The eyes on the Rakshasa Ghost Mask were deep and cold.
Midnight, Hundred Ghosts Parade!
She was the biggest demon in the world!
How dare they touch her grandfather!
Luo Qingtong's eyes flashed with a bloody light.
Just a bit more and these people would have barged in!
These people … deserved to die!
"Kill them all!
Leave no one alive! "
Fiji had just mentioned these people. Now, they were all returned by Luo Qingtong.
"Rumble!"
In the sky above Grandfather Luo's courtyard, a group of figures suddenly descended. They were the people from the Evil Valley who were one step behind Luo Qingtong.
The huge Spirit Ship stopped in the sky above the Luo Family. Figures with strong auras floated down from the ship.
"Yes!
Master! "
Hearing Luo Qingtong's words, everyone agreed. They raised their hands and attacked the stupefied Mang Tiger guards.
The battle slaves below, who had suffered heavy casualties, were all overjoyed when they saw Luo Qingtong appear.
"Master!"
"Those who are seriously injured, go and treat your wounds." Luo Qingtong's voice was cold.
"If you can still fight, equip yourself with these." As she spoke, she raised her hand and tossed over a useless ring.
Inside were the weapons and armors she picked out from Tianyu's royal treasury.
These were the treasures of Tianyu's royal family for thousands of years. Every piece of these weapons and armors could make Martial Kings and Martial Emperors exclaim in surprise.
But now, Luo Qingtong had easily tossed him to a group of powerful battle slaves.
Good things were meant to be used.
The improvement of one's strength was always more useful than looking at them.
Luo Qingtong would never be stingy with giving benefits to those who worked for her.
As for her enemies …
Luo Qingtong looked coldly at Fiji and the others.
"Swoosh!"
She leaped up and charged towards the group of Ferocious Tiger Guards.
At the same time, she suddenly made a series of hand seals.