"Are you ready?" The voice echoed in Shen Yan's ears, making Shen Yan's face change constantly, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and said with a firm look in his eyes, "I, I'm ready!" ”

When he came to the Flood Ancient Realm, Shen Yan wanted to improve his strength, protect his family and lovers, and let them live a carefree life.

He needs strength, great power, and this ancient battlefield is the way for him to gain great power.

Cultivation is to be fearless, without the spirit of indomitable and the belief of victory, how can we become a strong person in the world? All opportunities are in front of you, whether you can get it or not depends on your choice, what kind of choice you have, what kind of harvest you will have!

"Hehe, young man, good luck and welcome to the Ancient Battlefield!" The voice of the machine spirit gradually dissipated from near and far.

And as the voice of the machine spirit disappeared, Shen Yan found that the dense mist around him that he couldn't see anything gradually dissipated, revealing the ancient battlefield inside.

Yes, this is an ancient battlefield, and there are many corpses lying in the scene, including those of the Huaxia lineage, the one lineage of the Jiuli tribe, and even many demon beasts among them.

"Where is this? Ancient Battlefield? Shen Yan was vigilant, he looked at the gray sky in the distance, from time to time there were lightning flashes, and on the ground in the distance, there were piles of flames rising, black wolf smoke, and a strong smell of blood, which made people can't help but gause.

Shen Yanmai moved his steps and walked into the distance.

"Help me... Save me! Shen Yan suddenly heard a weak voice, and following the sound, Shen Yan saw a thin man lying in a pool of blood, with a long knife stuck in his abdomen, and blood flowed all over the ground.

He was dressed in animal skins, with horns on his head, and his face was pale and bloodless, and his pupils were gradually dilated.

"People of the Jiuli tribe!" Shen Yan frowned slightly, in the Luoshen Stream, he had seen the Jiuli Clan's Chi Tu, dressed like this person, and the cow totem was the belief of the Jiuli Clan.

"Help me!" The man's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his eyes drifted away.

"How are you?" Shen Yan quickly came to his side and helped him up. Shen Yan had never experienced war, so he didn't know how cruel war was.

But he knew that on the battlefield, the wounded needed to be treated, and even if he was an enemy, he deserved humanitarian help.

"Water... I want water..."The Jiuli said weakly.

Shen Yan looked around, trying to find water, but after a while, he found a water bladder made of cowhide, shook it, and there was still a lot of water in it, so he gave it to the man.

Taking the water bladder, the man grunted and drank it, apparently very thirsty, and in a short time the water bladder was all drunk.

"Where is this? Who are the two sides of the war? Shen Yan asked.

"This is a battle for deer, the Jiuli clan and the Huaxia clan are fighting, and Lord Chiyou is at war with the Yellow Emperor Lao'er." The Jiuli tribesmen said.

"Chasing deer? Chase the Central Plains! Shen Yan took a breath, he knew that Zhulu was a fortress in the Central Plains in ancient times, and those who got to chase the deer could obtain the lifeblood of the world, and at this time, it was the critical period when the Huaxia clan and the Jiuli clan were fighting for the world.

"Die!" The Jiuli clan picked up a dagger in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at Shen Yan's chest.

Shen Yan was digesting the information that the Jiuli people said at this time, and he was not guarded against him, and he had just saved him, and he didn't expect that he would suddenly burst out, and En would take revenge and want to kill him.

Shout!

Just as Shen Yan made a move, a flying arrow pierced the chest of the Jiuli tribe like lightning, and his dagger that was about to fall also stopped in the air, his eyes were abrupt, his mouth was bleeding, and he fell to the ground and died with unwillingness.

Shen Yan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle falcon, and he could appear near him silently, indicating that the strength of the person who came was by no means comparable to ordinary people.

I saw that on the broken chariot not far away, there was a young man wearing animal skin, the young man was athletic, his muscles were well-proportioned, and unlike the Jiuli tribesmen, he did not carry bull horns, obviously he was not a Jiuli tribesman.

The young man was holding a huge iron bow in his hand, roughly estimated, no less than 100 catties, and carrying a quiver behind him, which contained a lot of arrow feathers.

"Are you from the Huaxia tribe or from the Jiuli tribe?" The visitor asked.

"Huaxia people! Shen Yan. Shen Yan said, looking at the person who came, his eyes were solemn, from his body, Shen Yan felt an extremely strong spiritual power fluctuation, brilliant like the scorching sun, because this person's strength has reached the realm of earth immortals.

"It turned out to be my own person, my name is Xuanyuan Chengtian." The person who came jumped down from the chariot and came to Shen Yan's side, "The Jiuli clan is insidious and cunning, don't trust them easily, if there is a living mouth, they will be destroyed directly, otherwise you will be injured." ”

Shen Yan nodded, he knew that what Xuanyuan Chengtian said was the truth, and it was also because he had just come into contact with the Jiuli clan and didn't know much about the character of this clan, so he was careless and almost planted in his hands.

"Thank you, Brother Xuanyuan, for coming to the rescue." Shen Yan clenched his fists and said.

Wait a minute... Xuanyuan, his name is Xuanyuan Chengtian, what does that have to do with the Yellow Emperor, you must know that the Yellow Emperor is surnamed Xuanyuan.

"Hehe, it's just a gesture, Brother Shen Yan doesn't have to care." Xuanyuan Chengtian smiled and said, "This is a battle for deer, the battle between my Huaxia lineage and the Jiuli clan over luck has entered a white heat, if you want to end this war, you can only succeed if you defeat the Jiuli clan." ”

"I think Brother Shen Yan is also a man, why not join the army, protect the family and defend the country, and strive to complete the unification of my Huaxia line as soon as possible?"

Xuanyuan Chengtian was arrogant, and there was a domineering spirit between his words.

"That's what I mean!" Shen Yan grinned, although he didn't know how to do this ancient scene to pass the test, but when he met Xuanyuan Chengtian, he would take one step at a time, and I believed that the answer would come out soon.

"Kill them!" Suddenly, a team of Jiuli clan powerhouses appeared nearby, it was a squad leader who had cultivated in the late stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, with a team of about 100 people, rushing towards Shen Yan and the others.

Looking at the strong men of the Jiuli clan who rushed to kill, Shen Yan did not have the slightest fear, and with a single step, his figure rushed out like lightning, like a cheetah, and pounced on the sheep.

Rumble!

Shen Yan punched out, the air was compressed, and the powerful energy directly penetrated the chest of the person closest to him, and then his arm shook, and the powerful force directly tore this person apart.

Immediately, a whip leg kicked the person next to him to pieces, and blood splattered all over the sky.

"This little brother, his strength is really good." Xuanyuan Chengtian smiled slightly, took out five arrow feathers from the quiver behind him, put them on the bowstring, and pulled his arm apart, and the spiritual power in his body gathered on the arrow feathers, emitting bursts of spiritual light.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The arrow feather was like a meteor, directly killing the strong people of the Jiuli clan near Shen Yan, and in an instant, a small piece was vacated near Shen Yan. This efficiency is obviously much stronger than Shen Yan.

"Legend has it that the Yellow Emperor has a Xuanyuan sword and a Xuanyuan bow, and the iron bow in Xuanyuan Chengtian's hand should be an imitation of the Xuanyuan bow, otherwise with the power of the real Xuanyuan bow, even if Xuanyuan Chengtian has the blood of the Yellow Emperor, it will be difficult to use." Shen Yan glanced at the iron bow in Xuanyuan Chengtian's hand and groaned slightly.

Bathed in blood, Shen Yan's body gradually had an iron and blood intention, and even in his temperament, there was a decisive killing.

The hundred-person team, the personnel continued to decrease, and nearly half of the Jiuli tribe died in a short time, and the rest of them held the spears in their hands and did not dare to step forward again, they were really afraid of being killed by Shen Yan.

"Whoever retreats, this is the end!" The captain of the hundred-man squad had a cold look in his eyes, and with a shake of the spear in his hand, he directly provoked a Jiuli soldier closest to him, and the blood flowed for a long time, shocking those who wanted to escape.

"Kill them!" The Jiuli soldiers roared and slaughtered Shen Yan and Xuanyuan Chengtian again.

"Haha... Joyfully! The spiritual power in Shen Yan's body was surging like a tide, and his battle intent soared to the sky, killing the enemy again.

Seeing Shen Yan so violent, the squad leader's face was gloomy, and he stepped out with an arrow step and stabbed towards Shen Yan.

"Hmph, your opponent is me." Xuanyuan Chengtian shot an arrow, bringing a powerful sound wave and flying towards the team leader.

While!

The spear in the squad leader's hand swept away, directly swept this arrow feather down, and turned around to kill Xuanyuan Chengtian, Xuanyuan Chengtian's threat to him was no worse than Shen Yan at all, and even more prosperous.

Xuanyuan Chengtian's battle intent was scorching, and the iron bow in his hand was like the strongest weapon, smashing towards the team leader. In an instant, the two were fighting together.

On the other side, Shen Yan was also under siege, but fortunately, his physical body was strong, although his body was cut by the enemy's broadsword, and the blood stained his clothes red, his eyes became brighter and brighter, the blood was boiling, and the battle spirit was soaring.

This is an experience he has never experienced, drunk fighting, he has a deeper understanding of combat awareness, his shots are sharp, crisp and neat, even in the late stage of the same innate realm, it is difficult for the opponent to threaten him, and the opponent can be killed within a few moves.

Not long after, the remaining Jiuli clan soldiers all fell to the ground, Shen Yan's chest rose and fell violently, killing so many Jiuli clan powerhouses was also a huge test for him.

At this time, Xuanyuan Chengtian also ended the battle, although the opponent's strength was even higher than him, but he still pierced his chest with an arrow feather, and died of anger.

"Haha..." Shen Yan and Xuanyuan Chengtian looked at each other and smiled, feeling quite sympathetic to each other.

Shen Yan sat cross-legged, silently running the yin and yang life and death decision, repairing the injuries in his body.

"It's... War paints? Suddenly, Shen Yan found that in his dantian, there was a small, silk-like silver-white war pattern, like substance, although there was only a wisp, but the battle intent exuded was extremely amazing, and it was terrifying to look at.

"If you can succeed in cultivating the three thousand battle qi songs, it will be worth the trip!" Shen Yan's heart was extremely excited.

(End of chapter)