The Qin family refining weapons, their bodies are originally a tool, they can refine their bodies.

Everything in the world, to them, seems to be able to be refined.

The flames erupted, forming a compass hollow and devouring all the green bamboo poles.

There was a crackling sound during the hour.

Qin Yuanfeng's whole person suddenly rolled up a gust of wind behind him.

The wind whipped his hair and sleeves, and the hunt rattled.

And the flame rose even more in the wind.

A mouthful of red blood erupted from the corner of Qin Yuanfeng's mouth.

A broken word condensed from his mouth, and it was earth-shattering.

Rumble.

A pillar of green light turned into thousands of green bamboo poles, and rushed towards the bamboo pole man opposite.

This...... Isn't this his bamboo pole man's spiritual weapon?

At this moment, how could it become Qin Yuanfeng's killer move?

He can emit thousands of green bamboo pole phantoms, and he naturally knows where the power of this phantom lies.

He couldn't stop it, bang, his body was smashed, rolling on the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth, and his face turned extremely pale between reddens and redness.

The bamboo pole man was extremely weak, and he got up from the ground with a miserable face.

His eyes were a little sad, and even more gloomy.

He reluctantly bowed his hand towards Qin Yuanfeng, "I'm defeated." ”

Qin Yuanfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth and arched his hand, "Accept." ”

Ning Fan also smiled and patted one of the several monks beside him on the shoulder.

"I won, give the money. ”

Several monks looked bitter and helpless, and some couldn't believe it, "How can this be? It stands to reason that Lord Qin can't beat Lord Bamboo Pole." ”

"Alas, you kid is really lucky, this time you made a lot of money. ”

They are unwilling and unwilling, willing to gamble and lose, although they are monks, they are also soldiers.

Soldiers, they're men, and they're very commitment-oriented.

Of course, for most people, this is.

Ning Fan weighed the storage bag in front of him, but he had made a lot of money, about 10,000 sword crystals.

"Then I announce that Qin Yuanfeng has been promoted to Huang Buqian. ”

With a soft snort from the fat monk sitting on the high platform, the veterans of the Qinzi battalion quickly cheered and jumped.

Led by Qin Ming, he even ran to Qin Yuanfeng's side, surrounded him, lifted him, and threw him into the sky.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

"Haha, big brother, cow. ”

"Mr. Qian, Niu Bi. ”

Beidaying, there are four parts of heaven and earth.

And Qin Yuanfeng's military department belongs to the Yellow Department.

If you win, you should celebrate, and if you celebrate, you should drink.

Drinking, naturally you have to drink good wine, Lao Mo took out the green ant wine that has been treasured for many years and brewed at home, and drank it happily this night.

Qin Yuanfeng was very happy, so he had to be grateful.

If it weren't for Ning Fan giving him the Eight-Rank Spirit Weapon Blood Stain Sword, he wouldn't be able to use that move to refine foreign objects, and he wouldn't be able to defeat his competitors.

For his move, there must be a quality spirit weapon that can support her to use that move.

Eight pins are extremely rare, with his current strength, even if his strength is increasing several times, he may not be able to get such a spiritual weapon.

Spiritual weapons are hard to come by.

"I was able to win this battle thanks to Ning Fan. ”

"So again, I'm going to declare something. Qin Yuanfeng's sturdy body stood up and said to the first cadre general of the Qin Zi Battalion.

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes brushing towards Qin Yuanfeng.

"I, become the president of Qian, then there will be a vacant position, this needs to find someone to take the position, who to find?" Qin Yuanfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who are you talking about? Who is the most qualified person here?"

The crowd instantly boiled and began to discuss.

However, differences arose in the course of the discussions.

There are two candidates, one is Qin Ming, they feel that Qin Ming and Qin Yuanfeng have a bad relationship, and they are brothers.

The other is Ning Fan, Ning Fan is strong.

It's just that the generals who chose Qin Ming's side felt that although Ning Fan was strong, he was still young after all.

"Now, everyone will say who they want to choose, and I can count it. ”

Qin Yuanfeng became the president of Qian, and he was qualified to choose the general candidate.

Of course, he will be selected in a fair process.

"Qin Ming. ”

"Ning Fan!"

The crowd cheered and shouted.

"Okay, Qin Ming, Ning Fan, you come out. ”

Qin Ming smiled bitterly and walked out.

Ning Fan also smiled and walked out.

"Put the whole position in charge of the army of 100 people, but the competition must also be fair, for us monks, then we have to fight, this is the fairest, strength is respected. ”

"You two have a fight. ”

Qin Yuanfeng ordered, Qin Ming smiled bitterly, "Big brother, I think it...... I can't beat Ning Fan, I admit defeat. ”

"Besides, if it weren't for Ning Fan's performance in the Demon King Forest, I guess it would be gone. ”

"So it's always the best fit for him. ”

There are many people in the Qin Zi camp who have died, and those who can survive are Qin Ming, Qin Yuanfeng, as well as Ning Fan, Ge Changsheng, and Lao Mo.

Wu Dao, Ziluo Yan is not from the camp, so they are excluded from the election campaign.

The other generals were all newly recruited.

They didn't know Ning Fan's performance in the Demon King Forest.

Therefore, the internal situation is not very well understood.

"I think you'd better give it a try. Qin Yuanfeng paused.

Because now there are different opinions.

Elect everyone fairly and justly, and serve the public, so that it will be good for the future to bring the general heir.

Otherwise, they will not be convinced, and there will be a lot of trouble in managing it.

Qin Ming hummed, and smiled at Ning Fan, "Let's shoot." ”

Ning Fan didn't push back, "Okay." ”

Does Ning Fan want to be the boss?

Obviously, I thought about it in my heart, because in the Peking University Battalion, only by accumulating military merits and constantly increasing officials and becoming knights, can we rush into the sight of others.

He wants to deal with the Ge family, if he fights as a minor monk or a little soldier, it is obviously not good.

There is no deterrent.

If you get the total position, you can at least have some say.

Qin Ming didn't have the heart to fight, and he thought that he couldn't beat Ning Fan.

Within three or five moves, the body suddenly paused, rubbed, retreated, and fell to the ground.

He got up from the ground and said bitterly, "I've said it, I can't beat him." ”

"I'm a newcomer to the Sword Pill level, how can I beat you to the seventh layer of the Sword Pill?"

As soon as Qin Ming's words came out, the newcomers around him were shocked for a while.

Seven layers of Jiandan?

Isn't that worse than Qin Yuanfeng?

This...... It's true?

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked into a smile.

His shoulder shook, and a breath immediately released from his body.

Coercion.

The coercion of the seventh layer of the sword pill.

The people around them immediately felt a strong pressure sweeping over them.

They all got a little out of breath.

Strong.

Powerful!

"It turns out that he is really the seventh layer of the Sword Pill. ”

"In this case, you can be the boss, who dares to compete?"

"This strength, even if you are a thousand presidents, is not too much. ”

Seeing that the eyes of the people around him were full of admiration, Qin Yuanfeng smiled with satisfaction, he knew that today he was grateful to Ning Fan, which was a successful end.

Whether in the cultivation realm or in the army of the Great Xia Kingdom, the only criterion is strength!

If you have strength, you can survive, and if you don't have strength, you will always be the object of trampling.

......

Ge family.

The little guy guarding the ancestral hall is cleaning the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

When he was done cleaning, he flopped and checked the calendar.

"Today is the time to investigate, I can open the door, I have to go and see if there is any emergency in the ancestral hall. ”

According to the usual practice, on the last day of the first month of each month, the caretaker should check whether there is anything unusual about the soul jade plate in the ancestral hall.

With a squeak, the little servant opened the heavy red wooden door.

He knelt on a futon and began to count.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, his body trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly got up, his eyes widened to reveal horror, and his face was flustered.

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