The young general and Jian Yusheng are on the bar. "Then we should go back, it doesn't matter here, the south is the main battlefield. ”

Jian Yusheng sneered: "It doesn't matter here, even if we go back to support Huarong City, if Ancheng supports the Lord of Wanchen at a critical moment, we will be attacked on our backs." ”

The young general argued: "Could it be that the Wujia Iron Army wants to listen to you as an outsider, you are an immortal cultivator, not a soldier! ”

Jian Yusheng's voice was extremely cold. "It's not over until it's completely over, I don't care if the lord of Ancheng is a careerist or a military strategist, whether he is a god or a demon king, Ancheng must be taken down, you are the black armor iron army, and the banner is the black tiger of Tengyun! ”

"What did you say?" the young general was furious, drew his sword and stepped forward, but was dragged by the people around him.

"I, say, you're a, shit. Jian Yusheng squinted his eyes and paused word by word.

The young general is strong-blooded, how can he stand this kind of insult, with a flick of his arms, the person who pulled was thrown away by brute force, and the blade went to Jian Yusheng's neck.

"Stop! Wu Zhongtang!" Wu Lihai, the iron ring general, shouted, and the green tendons protruded on his neck.

The blade was only an inch away from Jian Yusheng's neck, and everyone present was in a cold sweat, only Jian Yusheng looked calm.

"Wu Zhongtang! Be bold, come here! Pull down the military law and deal with it! Give me a hundred whips!" Wu Lihai's face was pale, Jian Yusheng was the blood of the Blood God Temple, representing the most feared immortal cultivator force in the Nantian Continent, and this kind of disobedience could already be cut off by waving a knife, but the person who wielded the knife was his own son.

Jian Yusheng gently flicked the blade that was on his neck.

Wu Zhongtang was so frightened by his father's heavy drinking that he was at a loss, and when he swept his father, he knew that Wu Lihai was really angry when he looked at his face.

The atmosphere of sword and crossbow tension spread within the silent black tent.

General Tiehuan looked at Jian Yusheng: "Lord Blood, I will punish him severely." ”

Jian Yusheng waved his hand casually, and turned his eyes to Wu Lihai with a bitter smile on his face. "No, this kind of blood is worthy of the Black Armor Iron Army, I hope to take Ancheng at all costs, the elite troops of the Blood Temple will act as siege soldiers, it is time for a decent attack. ”

Suddenly, Jian Yusheng thought of something and said something he didn't want to do with the whole meeting. "By the way, where is the army's quarters?"

Wu Lihai said: "Is the messenger hungry, I will send someone to send it to the account for you." ”

"No, tell me about it. ”

"At the back of the army, it's morning cooking time, and when you look at the smoke, you can see the big iron pot. ”

"Well, you've done a great job, and we'll talk about the specifics when I get back. Jian Yusheng walked out of the account and went in the direction of the room.

After seeing Jian Yusheng walk out of the big tent, General Tiehuan glared at his son Wu Zhongtang.

"Ridiculous, can your sword kill him? You are not even a martial artist, you can't beat him, there is an army of dead men in the Blood God Temple outside the account, you dare to swing a knife at him?"

Wu Zhongtang's eyes were full of unwillingness. "Immortal cultivators are not invincible! What are we afraid of? He is still a cripple with one arm missing. ”

"Little bunny, he can kill you a hundred times with one hand!"

A veteran general who had followed General Tiehuan for many years was busy playing a round. "General, Zhongtang's actions are also excusable, that blood exercise is too arrogant, not to mention that he has no respect for his superiors, and the military law and discipline can't help him, everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak, is it that the dignified black armor iron army should be criticized by him?"

General Tiehuan shook his head frequently, as if he was a few years older, and sighed: "Traitors are rampant in the government and the opposition, and joining forces with the Blood God Temple is to lure wolves into the room, and the Tianji Empire lacks the Desolate Wind Regiment, who can balance these immortal cultivators." ”

The air suddenly condensed, and everyone shut up, after so many years, the word barren wind was still taboo, the darkest moment of the Tianji Empire.

The Wild Wind Commander Martial Saint Shui Tengyun was killed by a sword.

As the strongest combat force of the Tianji Empire, the Desolate Wind Regiment all left and joined the command of the Lord of Wanchen.

Jian Yusheng did not return after he went out, and the siege of the city was put aside, and the hard-won peace lasted all day.

Late at night, the main tower of Anseong.

In times of war, women and children were housed in safe places, and all those who could go to war took up residence on or near the city walls for the next attack.

Only soldiers were left outside the city lord's tower, because there were always some desperate mobs and Qianhua Dao people eyeing each other, and the number of guards was three times more than usual.

The bloodstains on the first floor have been wiped clean, and the soldiers who did their best for Anseong in the Qianhua Daoren incident have been given a good burial.

At this time, except for the third floor of the main tower, the rest of the floors were dark except for the glimmer of light from the windows on the third floor.

Three streets away from the main tower, in the no-man's land, there was a sound of moving things from a house destroyed by a boulder.

The entire area was silent, and the noise was particularly noticeable.

This was originally a secret location for the One-Eyed gang, and he and his accomplices dug a tunnel leading to a grass temple five miles outside the city in case of emergency.

That's where One-Eye escaped.

The floor of the house shook, and the obstacles piled up at the exit were pushed open.

The dark room was lit up with a dark blue glow.

The visitor simply looked around with the help of the blue light, and then walked out of the room.

The face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were glowing red.

In the faint moonlight, the tallest tower-shaped building in the city was directly locked.

He walked over, and it was a perverse, vicious figure.

......

The Immortal Sect sent a thousand Ning Dan Realm Immortal Cultivators to join the Northern Wilderness War and support the Lord of Wanchen.

In the far south, the flying team marched forward with wind swords on their feet, like a galaxy, skimming the sky.

Liu Duyan followed her brother and sister, and put a rippled white pill in her mouth, and the pill melted in her mouth to replenish the lost spiritual power.

She had followed the large army since she left the Immortal Sect, and they had already left the Nantian Continent and entered the Demon Clan Realm of the Eastern Emperor Continent.

Edgeworth flying is the most efficient way to travel today, and it takes only one day to ride a horse for three months.

However, the average immortal cultivator can only last for a short time, and the spiritual power in the body will be exhausted.

In the case of using a flying sword, it is either to encounter an enemy in the sky or to flee for his life, and no immortal cultivator is willing to waste his spiritual power on the journey.

But this time it was different, Li Xianzong received news early that the Tianji Empire was going to completely close the Great Wall of Heaven in the south and guard it with heavy troops.

This meant that the support forces of the Immortal Sect would be separated by the Great Wall.

For the measures of the Tianji Empire, the Immortal Sect came to a dark Chen Cang.

With a quota of Hui Yuan Dan assigned to each person, Edgeworth flew back to the Eastern Emperor Continent and attacked the Great Wall of the Demon Clan in the east.

The Immortal Sect must arrive at Huarong City to help retreat the enemy before the Lord of Wanchen fails.

The fatigue of flying for a long time made the immortal cultivators of the Immortal Sect in a manic mood.

Such a long flight was almost never done before.

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