The dragon goes out to sea, the auspicious dragon explores the clouds, the flying phoenix soars, the tiger goes out of the forest, the cheetah raids, the spirit snake swings its tail, one move and one style, smart and elegant, one is stable with agility, one is stable with fortitude, like two frolicking dragons, and they have their own joy in staying together.

The two of them came to Ruz City in Angola, either Leshan taught Wen Mu to be fierce on the battlefield, or Wen Mu asked Leshan for advice on how to complement each other's offense and defense, one was eager to pour all the life-saving matters into the other party's mind, and the other was eager to make himself grow strong at a god-like speed and become the guardian of this side. This time, the two of them let go of all their minds and learned from each other like the same door, so it is inevitable that there will be mutual affection in the moves, and there is also a brotherly love of sympathy.

The moves are majestic, the moves are extended, the moves are light, and the moves are steady. The disciples of Jianzun are to protect the city of Angola Rus, and they are the best of all the children and teenagers in Mia. This kind of excellence is not only the talent of martial arts, but also extremely outstanding in terms of heart, handling things, and being a person.

Therefore, even though they are under the same discipline and the same professor, they are different. And what each master pays attention to teaching is the mind, so that everyone's swordsmanship can be integrated with their mind. The combination of heart, temperament and character can be better, and the best human sword is one.

Therefore, Wen Mule Mountain looked at the figure and walked in a similar way, but the techniques and sword postures in them were still different. In the confrontation between the two, they can also find each other's swordsmanship improvement. So the sword is getting faster and faster, the moves are getting more and more tricky, the tacit understanding between each other in the fight is getting higher and higher, and the interest is getting higher and higher, and there is a feeling of relying on each other in the fighting. It's like the wind and thunder on a rainy day, looking at the momentum of competing for each other, but only when they are together can there be a feeling that heaven and earth cannot suppress.

In fact, this is Nie Cheng's idea, anyone is another person's dependence, relying on each other, like fish in water, no one has to violate each other. Therefore, Nie Cheng was hand-picked as the successor by the previous Marshal of Luz City of Angola with his outstanding military talents, but he did not have any good performance during his tenure. Because he has no concept of war in his heart, he cannot say so, he has no strife in his heart, he does not have the intention of putting people to death. In Nie Cheng's eyes, the Miya people are the objects of his protection, but there are also people waiting for them in Jiatu, both sides are sacrifices when they fall, and the people behind them are sad.

After a hearty confrontation, the two fell to the ground panting, looked at each other and smiled, and hugged each other.

"Come on, senior brother!"

"Senior brother, come on."

This is the first time that Leshan has called Wenmu in the city of Luz, Angola, which is a kind of entrustment, expectation, encouragement, and full of care and worry.

Wen Mu smiled, different from the feeling of being separated from the wind. Fengli is the kind of perseverance that wants to hold up the sky with him even if he is indifferent, and he wants to go to the end together, while the senior brother is wholeheartedly relaxed and trusted, and the kind of heart-to-heart connection that is moving towards the same goal even if they are far apart.

"Keep it up."

For Feng Li, nothing has changed, of course Qin Xinghe is very busy, which makes Feng Li feel that it is really a very wise decision to let him be the captain.

There were a lot of people coming to the Immortal Legion, far more than a thousand, more than the limit that a brigade could accommodate, and in the end, Feng Li had to find Nie Cheng, and Nie Cheng gave him the standard of 30,000. This made others quite dissatisfied, Nie Cheng said that it was the reward for Feng Li's big win, thinking of Nianbi's own pocket, no one dared to raise any objections. In the end, Luo San, Mei Long, Tang Yiming and others all became captains, of course, their captains were configured according to the number of pioneers.

This full establishment shocked Nie Cheng, he gave 30,000 yuan just as a joke, he didn't expect Fengli to be able to fill it up, and now in this situation, it can only be said that Fengli is too brilliant in the year.

This made the other captains who went to the city gate to recruit people because of the vacancy of the number of people hated it, watching them train as usual, but they had to blow the cold wind here, hoping that someone would sign up, hoping that someone would come to their brigade. In the past, there was a captain who would pick and choose to recruit people, but now he is coming one by one and taking one away, no matter what he looks like, first make up the number of my team, and look at the sparse queue is really a nest. The important thing is that it is winter now, and it is the end of the year, everyone is at home for the New Year, and basically no one enters the camp anymore, which leads them to be scattered for a long time, and they are resentful when they look at the wind for a long time.

What annoyed them the most was that there were soldiers who were recruited with great difficulty, and finally ran to Fengli, so Fengli was deprived of the right to recruit for a year, so the number of Fengli slowly expanded to 50,000, so that the undead legion in the subsequent games because of the large number of people, sufficient personnel, and many excellent people, can always be out of the limelight, so the number of people is more and more, and the results are getting better and better, so that the cycle goes down, and no other team can compete with the undead legion, and the undead legion becomes a real legion, until Fengli makes a certain decision.

This Tianwen Mu came to find Feng Li and asked him to go with him to see his senior brother leave. After coming to Angola Ruz City, Wen Mu has been busy taking over Leshan's class, and he is so busy with various matters and training that he can't be separated, and Feng Li is busy with the undead army, and the two rarely meet. When things were properly handled, I found that I had been in Angola Luz City for nearly half a year, and people had to sigh that Angola Luz City is a place that is easy to forget.

There is one person under the Jianzun sect who is in Angola Ruz City, and there is one person who goes to find a successor and teach and guide him, so that the Jianzun lineage can be guaranteed to continue and be passed on. If a person in the army dies in battle, the person who taught him outside will return to the army to protect him, and the teaching of the disciples will also take place in the barracks.

Leshan has to find the most suitable one or two children in the vast sea of people, and work hard for the next class of Jian Zun. Of course, he will definitely go back and take a look at the Kemu that Wen Mu said. Looking at Feng Li Wenmu, Leshan seemed to see the scene of the next marshal and guardian fighting side by side in Angola Ruz City, of course, Wen Mu knew this, Feng Li didn't know yet. This is also the reason why Wen Mu has not seen him for several months and trains desperately, the burden on his body is too heavy, the brotherhood is too deep, the greater the strength needed to protect him, and the higher the Cheng dù of his own efforts.

"Brother Leshan, take care." Feng Li didn't say anything to suit the situation, only said a truthful word.

"Feng Li, no matter what happens, work hard." This sentence contains a lot, and there are many things that Fengli can't understand and don't know, no matter what, Fengli nodded and agreed.

"Senior brother, take care." Reflecting Leshan's gaze, Wen Mu nodded heavily.

"Take care, old friend." Leshan and Nie Cheng hugged each other and patted each other's backs, their eyes full of reluctance.

Years of mutual dependence, years of mutual trust, years of living and dying together, the kind of friendship between life and death, and the friendship precipitated by blood and tears on the battlefield can not be replaced, this is life and death brothers on the battlefield.

"Good brother, cherish!" After saying goodbye to Nie Cheng, he waved to the generals who came to see him off, and Leshan crossed his horse and left the city of Luz in Angola, leaving the place where he had shed his blood and fought, and his best time and best youth were left here.

It took a lot of perseverance for Leshan to hold back the thought of turning back, that was the place he had tried his best to protect, and there were people who he had to protect with all his life, he thought, his life's enthusiasm and pride were left there.

But he had to leave, Angola Ruz City had to be guarded, and the sword venerable line had to be passed on, and he still had his own mission. Guarding is the mission of the Sword Venerable, and it is everyone's own mission, and now such a mission has come to him. This is as important as the junior brother guarding the city of Ruz in Angola, the same dedication and the best you have to do. Only in this way can the inheritance continue.

Nie Cheng looked at Le Shan's distant figure, and couldn't help but burst into tears, that was his brother who could give his life, and looked at him far away at this time, as if he saw his dying appearance. But I was so glad for him that he got out alive.

Fengli looked at Leshan's upright and lofty posture, so proud, so upright, he was proud and glorious in Angola Ruz City, so he walked without regrets. Turning around and looking at this majestic city, what kind of philosophy has allowed generations to write their eventful years here.

"Wen Mu, I am willing to serve the marshal." Wen Mu knelt on one knee in front of Nie Cheng, holding a sword in his left hand, covering his heart with his right hand, and the hilt of the sword pointed directly at Nie Cheng. Nie Cheng covered his hands, and the hands of the two of them were held together on the hilt of the sword. Wen Mu got up, the two of them clasped hands together, and hugged heavily, this is the handover of the guardians of Angola Ruz City, and after that, they will fight side by side.

This is how generations of Sword Venerable Sect people have alternated, guarding the supreme commander of the city and guarding the protector of Mia. They used what they had learned, even their lives, as the armor of the marshal of the city of Ruz in Angola, and it was an indestructible armor that guarded generations of marshals.

Wen Mu turned around and motioned for Feng Li, and left with Nie Cheng.

Feng Li returned to the Immortal Legion with a heavy heart, this time it was Shengli, he was already so sentimental, if he died goodbye, then what should he do? Back in the camp hall, everyone was training, training desperately, this was the task given to them by Fengli, and no one had the kung fu to take care of Fengli. Looking at the sweaty brothers on the field, can he bear them falling, Feng Li wonders if he can bear the pain of death?

Although he told them to train frantically, when the sword had no eyes on the battlefield and he had no time to take care of himself, he could guarantee that he would be able to bring them back safely. In the past six months, there has been basically no war, everyone only cares about the hot training, and they don't think about this aspect at all, and they can endure the brothers around them falling one by one, dying in front of their eyes, and cold in their arms.