Upon seeing the iron cavalry of Pingyang Guard appearing, the gathered experts from all over the world were greatly heartened.
Zongzheng Huachun's eyelids twitched as well.
The dust swirled up, and Qiu Lun tightened the reins, and his black steed neighed before stopping its hooves.
Facing the many experts of Jianghu and the military might of Houjin, along with the attention of the Heavenly Martial Great Grandmaster, the Holy Master of Houjin, Qiu Lun laughed and said, "Houjin sure has put up quite a show today!"
"Qiu Lun, you truly are not afraid of death!"
Just then, a clear shout rang out. Jiren Tai rode forth from the Houjin army, a hint of mockery in his eyes.