The next day, early in the morning.

Purple Moon Plaza.

Looking at the square in front of more than 3,000 young people, Yue Qianyu's face was cold and arrogant.

These people, gathered in the imperial capital, originally to become a colt.

However, Yue Qianfei and Yue Qianning were in a hurry to leave the imperial capital, more or less for this reason.

It seems that the eldest sister and the third sister have no intention of getting married.

Maybe in the army, they can also meet the person they like.

This mess, it seems that only she can clean it up, Yue Qianyu thought helplessly in her heart.

"Heroes of the Purple Moon Imperial Kingdom, yesterday, I am very pleased with your heroic performance. ”

"The Purple Moon Emperor will become even stronger because of your existence. ”

"Yesterday, knowing that the first emperor died in the calculation of the Star Luo Imperial Kingdom, I and my two sisters were very heartbroken, and they no longer cared about their own marriage. ”

"The death of the first emperor, the heavens see the mercy, and the hatred of killing the father is not shared with the sky. ”

"Princess Ruoshui, Princess Huixin, has now gone to the front line of the frontier, guarding the country, training strong soldiers, hoping that one day, she can set foot on the imperial capital of the enemy country......"

"You are all heroes of the country, and now the country is at the time of employing people. ”

"I hope that you can join the army, protect your family and relatives, and live a stable life......"

"Today, I have decided to form a new army and teach spirit-level intermediate martial arts, making him the most powerful legion in the Purple Moon Imperial Kingdom. ”

"I don't know, would you like to join?"

Yue Qianyu looked at these young men with a high level of cultivation and spoke.

Yesterday, she and Long Jiuyang discussed for a long time, and finally decided to form a new army.

Long Jiuyang taught them advanced martial arts, making them the ultimate weapon of the Purple Moon Emperor.

These young junjie, who came from a military family, still have the opportunity to come into contact with spirit-level martial arts, but the highest grade is only the most rubbish martial arts in the lower grades of the spirit level.

And those children who were born in commoners, the martial arts they practiced were even more miserable, all of them were mortal-level and middle-grade.

At this time, when I heard that there was a spirit-level mid-grade martial art, my eyes suddenly lit up, like a pervert meeting a beautiful woman.

Not to mention the spirit-level mid-grade martial arts, even the spirit-level low-grade martial arts, I am afraid that they will all rush to join the new army.

"Your Majesty, you didn't lie to us?"

"Your Majesty, you won't, right?"

"Your Majesty, are you sure it's a spirit-level mid-grade martial art?"

......

Looking at these incredible junjie, Yue Qianyu was full of emotion.

A month ago, if I heard such words, I would never have believed it.

But when she glanced at the handsome man beside her, everything was so simple.

Spirit-level mid-grade martial arts, for him, I'm afraid it's not much better than garbage.

She hadn't forgotten how difficult it was for Long Jiuyang to find a suitable martial art for Zixiawei.

It's not because of how precious the spirit-level martial arts are, but because as soon as this guy makes a move, there are a lot of god-level martial arts......

"My words, a word, is it child's play!"

"As long as you make meritorious contributions, it is a spiritual-level martial art, and it is not impossible!"

Thinking of Xingluo National Master, Yue Qianyu's face was extremely solemn.

The reappearance of the Demon Warrior is definitely not something that the Purple Moon Emperor can compete with.

For more powerful legions, it is even more urgent.

Hearing Yue Qianyu's words, although they were puzzled, they were also silent when they saw the power of Yue Qianyu and Long Jiuyang's double swords yesterday.

"We are willing to follow Your Majesty, cut off the enemy army, and raise the prestige of my Purple Moon Country!"

"We are willing to follow Your Majesty, cut off the enemy army, and raise the prestige of my Purple Moon Country!"

......

Seeing these people kneeling on the ground, Yue Qianyu finally felt at ease.

The horses were not recruited, but they recruited 3,000 heroes, which can be regarded as a huge gain.

......

In the next few days, Long Jiuyang fell into a busy situation.

For Long Jiuyang, who was in charge of more than 100,000 employees in his previous life, there was no difficulty in training these 3,000 heroes.

Although some of them are a few points stronger than Long Jiuyang's cultivation, it is not a problem for Long Jiuyang, who has a god-level arsenal.

Even if he was able to subdue these heroes, Long Jiuyang's daily cultivation time was still extended.

Now that the Purple Moon Emperor is internally stable, as long as you recuperate with peace of mind, the national strength will only grow steadily.

However, Duan Haoyang's escape was exposed to the secret of being contaminated with the black martial artist, and he wanted to come to the Xingluo Imperial Family, and he couldn't wait to get rid of the Purple Moon Imperial Kingdom.

The inner city of the imperial capital, the camp of the Shenwei Legion.

The three thousand newly recruited sergeants all looked ahead expectantly.

Because, today is the day to teach spirit-level martial arts.

After three days of training by veteran generals, they were scattered and disappeared.

Although it is not as strong as the veteran, it is not comparable to those gentlemen.

Long Jiuyang walked slowly to the playground with steady steps, looking at the more than 3,000 people in front of him, with a calm look on his face.

These people, in the battle of the Beast Sky Mountain that day, most of them had seen Long Jiuyang's strength, so they all had some respect for Long Jiuyang.

Whether it is cultivation or status, Long Jiuyang is much higher than them, and no one dares to provoke Long Jiuyang's majesty at this time.

"I'm your general, Long Jiuyang!" Long Jiuyang took out a tiger card and stretched it forward.

When the three thousand heroes saw the purple moon on the tiger card, they all looked respectful.

"I've seen the general!" "Three thousand heroes, kneeling on one knee and holding his chest with his right hand.

"Up!"

"Today, Ben will teach you the spirit level martial arts, I hope you will study carefully, and after seven days, according to your proficiency, the chief will be elected!" Looking at these young people of the same age, Long Jiuyang said with a full of majesty.

"Obey, General!" Hearing Long Jiuyang's words, the more than 3,000 heroes were all excited.

You must know that the spirit-level middle-grade martial arts were all members of the royal family before, so they were qualified to cultivate.

And yet they also have such a day, which is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

Not to mention cultivating martial arts, it is related to their future prospects, even for their own strength, they will also study 100 times more seriously.

"Teach everyone's martial arts today, [Yue Family Marksmanship]!" Long Jiuyang said loudly.

[Yuejia marksmanship] both offensive and defensive, attack and defense into one, defense with attack, attack in defense, so that the enemy has no chance to return fire.

[Yuejia marksmanship] moves are simple, weightlifting is light, swallowing six and eight wilderness, one blow will kill, the most suitable for use in the army.

Thinking about the Yue family army back then, it is also famous in history.

However, how could these natives of the Overlord Continent know the awesomeness of the [Yue Family's marksmanship]?

With such a childish name, they were immediately disappointed.

Seeing their expressions, Long Jiuyang didn't explain much, instead of bothering to speak, it was better to let them see the power of the [Yue Family's Marksmanship].

"Lonely Smoke ...... the Desert"

"Sunset ...... on the Long River"

Long Jiuyang took a spear, and when his Xuan Force operated, he saw a spear of nearly two meters, emitting a scorching blue light.

"Shattered!"

Long Jiuyang roared, and the spear in his hand instantly turned into a cyan long dragon, striking towards a two-meter-thick piece of iron.

I only heard a bang, and the two-meter-tall iron block, like tofu slag, shattered into hundreds of millions of pieces!