The winter days of the Ethereal Sky Continent are not much different from those of the Blue Star Continent, and they are also so cold that people can't help but jump to their feet.

Located in the east of Panyang City, there is a military camp covering an extremely large area, where 3,000 imperial forests and 600 orphans of generals are arranged to live here.

In the open space in the camp, the team of nearly 4,000 people was divided into three square teams, and at this time they were practicing a set of military martial arts.

In the corner of the right front of the clearing, Zhang Han held the Spirit Slashing Sword in his hand, his eyes were closed, and the momentum around his body was constantly agitating.

The icy cold wind kept blowing, but it dispersed when Zhang Han's body was a finger's distance from the surface.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of a strong sword roar filled the audience, and Zhang Han also opened his eyes suddenly.

Ten meters in front of him, a soldier had made a humanoid target out of straw.

"The white rainbow of the Haoran Seven Styles pierces the sun!" Zhang Han burst out, and the whole person also jumped high, and the spirit slashing sword in his hand shook rapidly in his wrist, making a piercing sword sound!

"Poof!"

The spirit sword fell from the sky with Zhang Han's figure, and the sword body did not directly touch the straw man's target, but it split it in two, and the incision was also smooth and flat.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A burst of applause came from behind Zhang Han.

"Your Highness is indeed a peerless genius," Uncle Kui said slowly, with a proud smile on his face: "In just three days, he has returned to the realm of the early stage of forging body, and the Haoran Sword Qi taught by Prime Minister Xiao has successfully cultivated the first form, it is really good!"

"Hehe" Zhang Han moved his hand, put the spirit sword behind him and said: "Uncle Kui has said it, being able to cultivate this Haoran sword qi out of the first form is just relying on the power of my Zhang family's ancestral exercises, not as exaggerated as you said." ”

"Your Zhang Family's Ten Thousand Realms Emperor Sutra is certainly domineering, but your talent should not be underestimated. ”

Zhang Han shook his head with a smile, walked to the side of the weapon rack and picked up his clothes, and said: "This Ten Thousand Worlds Emperor Sutra is a self-created technique created by the First Emperor. ”

Zhang Han said, clenched his fists violently and said: "I can feel that cultivating this Ten Thousand Realms Emperor Sutra can absorb the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth and transform it into dragon power all the time, as far as my current physical strength is concerned, I am afraid that I can resist a monk at the peak of body forging!"

"Shhh

"In the past, I often heard that your royal lineage's exercises can transcend the level of challenges, but I didn't expect that it would be so rebellious in the forging stage. ”

"It's not even close. Zhang Han waved his hand lightly and walked out without looking back.

On the square, Zhang Han casually glanced at the crowd who were practicing.

The phalanx closest to Zhang Han had 1,200 people, and when Zhang Han looked at it, all of them had taken off their shirts and waved their fists bare-chested.

Between the punches and the dances, the punches are like guns, the legs are swept like whips, and the momentum between the moves and dodges is even greater, and there is a sense of anger in the sky from a distance.

Zhang Han nodded, it was worthy of the combat skills of the Blue Star Continent's Spreading Army, showing the way of killing with every move.

Looking into the distance, there were already a sea of people outside the barracks, and when he saw this scene, Zhang Han shook his head again.

I don't know when it started, the people in this Panyang City have become accustomed to coming on time every day to watch the morning exercise of the Blue Star group.

These people couldn't enter the camp, so they looked through the gap in the fence, and those with slightly more sensitive bodies climbed up to the fence and watched the people practice intently.

The older ones are even more excessive, and they directly move the chair and put it outside the door, sometimes this sitting is a whole day.

At first, Zhang Han was puzzled, thinking that there was something to look at in this boring exercise.

It wasn't until later that I heard that these people just wanted to have as much contact with them as possible, and stick to the immortal energy on their bodies.

Zhang Han scoffed at this.

Immortals?

It's just a loser's dog.

But through this period of contact, the people of the city did not have the initial fear of the immortals, although they were still very respectful, they had a lot of relatives, and sometimes they could even talk to the orphans of the Blue Star.

Stepping out of the barracks, Zhang Han walked along a main road in the city.

"Shangxian!"

"Hello to the immortals!"

"Do you want two buns from Shangxian?"

"Shangxian eat a bowl of noodles! I just hunted the wild boar yesterday, I will add some meat to you, the taste is right. ”

......

Along the way, passers-by greeted Zhang Han warmly, and he also responded with a smile.

This scene has never appeared in the former Panyang City, in the words of Li Lao, who is good to them, everyone's hearts are as bright as mirrors.

Zhang Han also likes this feeling very much, unlike when he was in the Blue Star Continent, people saw him as if they had met a ghost.

Not to mention beckoning him to eat, it would be very face-saving for him not to run with anyone and the stall.

"Zhang Shangxian! Zhang Shangxian! Oh no! No good!" In the distance, a hurried shout interrupted Zhang Han's contemplation.

Looking sideways, I saw that the person was the gray-haired Li Lao.

Zhang Han was slightly surprised when he saw his appearance, only to see that he was holding a robe in one hand and a cloth shoe in the other, running all the way, looking very embarrassed.

Zhang ..... Shangxian ...... Zhang Shangxian, it's not good..... The army of Yi people is coming!" Li Lao shouted breathlessly.

"What?"

"The Yiren are here?"

"It's over, it's over, what can I do!"

"Quick! Hurry up and get ready to run for your life, right?"

"Where else can you escape?"

......

Zhang Han hadn't spoken yet, but the crowd around him had already panicked, and there was a chaotic scene.

Zhang Han frowned slightly, he was a little resistant to this feeling of people flying and jumping all over the city, which would remind him of the scene when the exotic iron cavalry attacked the imperial capital.

"What's the panic! With me Zhang Han here, I should be invincible!" Zhang Han ran the exercises in his body, and a bang exploded like thunder on the ground.

"Shhh

With Zhang Han's explosion, a sound of inhalation sounded all around.

Yes!

Don't we still have immortals in charge?

No matter how vicious this Yi person is, can he do it over the immortals?

"Gollum!" many people's Adam's apples moved up and down nervously.

Striding forward, Zhang Han grabbed the stumbling Li Lao and asked, "Where are the Yiren?"

"Five miles away, on the official road five miles away from Panyang City, there will be one hour at most. Li Lao said with some panic.

"Hmph!" Zhang Han snorted coldly.

"Just in time, I want to see how terrifying this Yiren really is. Zhang Han turned around: "Inform the Imperial Forest Guards to assemble and follow me to the city to fight!"

"Boom, boom!" came the sound of metal crashing in an alley on the side of the street, followed by the sound of footsteps fading away.

......

The city walls of Panyang City are not very high, just eight or nine meters.

Zhang Han sat on the edge of the city wall on top of the city gate, stretched out his legs and dangled in mid-air, his expression relaxed and casual, without any sense of tension before the war.

Behind him, Uncle Kui, Li Lao, three thousand royal forest guards, and more than three hundred Blue Star orphans were waiting for them, and the people who came to watch the battle stood on the head of the city that was more than 500 meters long.

Although these people were very scared in their hearts, the gimmick of the battle of the immortals was too big, and almost two or three thousand people with a little more courage followed the city wall.

Outside the city of Panyang is a potholed and uneven dirt road, this dirt road extends from the front of the city gate to several mountains in the distance, on both sides is a wasteland, in the summer will be full of grass, at this time it is a withered yellow, look at its breadth, it is enough for an army of 10,000 people to open a formation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A deafening roar came, and in the sight of Zhang Han and the others, they could clearly see a cavalry team moving quickly at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"It's coming. Uncle Kui said with a slightly solemn gaze behind him.

"It's Yiren!" said a man at the head of the city, pointing into the distance.

"It's really here, looking at the scale, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of people, right?"

"I don't know if the immortals can withstand it. ”

"It should be fine, right? Look at how majestic the immortal soldiers are. ”

......

There was a commotion in the crowd, and seeing the slaughter coming, people were still somewhat frightened in their hearts.

This Yi people have been powerful and blessed in this western Xinjiang area for many years, and they have already left a psychological shadow of satisfaction and erase on the people of the Great Zhou.

Although there were three thousand immortal soldiers around them at this time, most of them were still a little uncertain and panicked in their hearts.

A few minutes later, the Yiren in the distance was already close to the eyes, and the black pressure was overwhelming, giving people a momentum like a black cloud.

Zhang Han raised his eyes and saw that these Yi people were wearing iron lock armor, with sharp scimitars at their waists, blue and white stripes painted on their faces, and they kept making "oh oh" strange screams from their mouths while walking.

"Da Da!" Sanchi stopped his troops five hundred paces away from the city and rode forward alone.

"Da Zhou's waste! Don't wait for us to break the city, kill you, and the blood will flow like a river!" shouted Sanchi, riding his tall horse under the city walls.

There was silence on the walls, and there was no answer, and no one was making a noise.

Sanji felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

However, the young man sitting on the head of the city dangling his legs attracted Sanchi's attention.

I saw him raise his face again, and he burst out at Zhang Han at the head of the city: "Hey, that little boy, tell your adults in the city to come out and answer, but don't let my brothers wait in a hurry, otherwise beware of your lives all over the city." ”

"Hehe," Zhang Han smiled disdainfully when he heard this, looked at the Yiren who were shouting below, and asked without looking back, "How is it?"

"In addition to the generals who are calling for battle under the city at this moment, there are more than ten monks in the forging stage in the army in the distance, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Uncle Kui replied with a decisive answer.

"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you go down and have fun?" Zhang Han said with a calm face.