A sword!

But why?

Yun Feiyang told Nanqiu that Tie Gully and Yiren were drunk, and one sword could cut the heads of five people, and blood would not stain the soldiers.

The sword came so fast that everyone didn't react, and when the five headless bodies knelt on the shore and the blood stained red, the two armies began to stir uneasily.

"Yun Feiyang is so powerful!"

"Why is he hiding his strength?"

"That way, we have fewer opportunities!"

……

Some people are shocked that Yun Feiyang's strength is not what it used to be, some people wonder how he has to endure his skills for twenty or thirty years, and some people are jealous of his city government, but it is revealed at this time, which is obviously to compete with other warriors for jobs.

Those martial artists naturally don't understand Yun Feiyang's helplessness, and he also wants to end this martial arts career in peace, but if this is the case, he will not be able to resist the burden of the entire family, so he must strive for more honors again.

He hasn't been in the house for ten years, as long as the second elder reaches out to him over the years, he will do his best to satisfy, in addition to the commission, he also does some part-time work for subsidization, and even the confidante who has been obsessed with him has no chance to give her a name, just worried that he will suffer with him.

For so many years, he has failed Hongyan and himself, and it is time for him to give himself and her an .......

The two generals saw Yun Feiyang slashing five generals with one sword, and their faces were different.

Yiren frowned slightly, and watched in disbelief as Yun Feiyang stepped across the shallow river and walked towards the enemy position.

After Nanqiu Iron Gully reacted, not only did he not return to the battle, but laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, good, it's good to kill, it's useless to keep a bunch of waste!"

Yiren was slightly surprised when he sat on the white horse drunk, only to realize that this cloud flying did have arrogant capital, but he didn't know why he was willing to make a move until now.

However, since this person is useful, it must be retained, and the rule of survival of the fittest applies equally well in the rivers and lakes as well as on the battlefield.

Then he ordered the remaining warriors in front of the army.

"The warriors of Zhongdu have listened to this general, if any of you can behead the head of the Nanqiu Iron Gully, no matter what the conditions, as long as I can do it, I will agree!"

The promise of a commander in the eastern part of the capital can be worth 10,000 gold, and it is easy to be accompanied by gold, silver, treasure, and beautiful women.

Hearing this, the three of them immediately rushed out of the Zhongdu formation and came to Yiren's drunken side, each confident and reported their names.

One of them, a man who was as burly as an ox and held two fifty-pound meteor sledgehammers, his clothes seemed to be torn, and his voice was as low as a bell.

"In the lower iron Arhat Lin Xiaotian, please fight!"

Then, a handsome-looking man with a black bow and two buckets of arrows hanging from his waist also said.

"Under the thousand longbows, Zhang Qian, please fight!"

In addition, a well-proportioned man with a large sword in his hand worshiped under the drunken horse of the Iraqi people.

"Under the Heavenly Dragon King Li Jin, please fight!"

"Good!"

Yiren was drunk and saw that the three of them asked for battle, so they looked at it, and they were happy.

These three people are all local young generations of warriors in Zhongdu, and each young talent is majestic and indifferent. However, there were still two warriors watching from the wall in front of that formation, and they saw the opportunity to act, including the black-robed cloaked man.

However, she is not annoyed, she has seen a lot of martial artists who watch this kind of drama, but it is unknown why this black-robed and cloaked man is also among them.

These three people are all local cultivated warriors in Zhongdu, although it is only for a short time, but they can definitely stand the test.

China is not the most powerful country, but it is also a big country that resists the east and resists the cold, the south is the enemy, and the north is war.

These countries and the surrounding small countries will cultivate local warriors every year, and every four years, these large and small countries on the Douwu Continent will gather in the Tianyun Sect of the First Sect today to hold a selection and recruitment.

At that time, the Douwu Continent will be the largest event of ten thousand empty alleys, and how many warriors sharpen their swords in four years just to become famous in the world at this time.

That was three years later, though.

The top priority was to help Yun Feiyang cut the Nanqiu Iron Gully, and Yiren pointed his drunken silver spear at the opposite side and ordered.

"Your soldiers are divided into three ways to support Yun Feiyang, I will send another three hundred infantry to follow, and if you can't take down the Nanqiu Iron Gully, don't come back."

The three of them received the order and spoke in unison.

"Yes!"