Ten days, in a blink of an eye, the military's transport ship, quite powerful, along the way, although I encountered a few spirit beasts that are not long-eyed, the result is naturally needless to say, any divine master shot, it is enough to scare off the spirit beasts with low intelligence, and those who are slightly weaker in strength are difficult to escape. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The transport ship stopped at the garrison of the First Corps a hundred miles away from the boundary of Sanzhi, and the group walked off the transport ship, and there was blood killing, everything was not a problem.

Du Qian stretched his waist, don't look at him as a little privileged on the ship, he has an independent cabin, in fact, that broken place is not much bigger than the toilet, it is strange that he can feel better. It's a pity that there is no way, Du Qian's cultivation methods are really not enough for outsiders, if people know that he can absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit horn without opening the power furnace, he has to let people slice it and study it, this risk, no matter how low, Du Qian will not take the risk.

The scenery on the border is really different, Du Qian has not seen much, he has still seen soldiers, and he has also walked into the barracks a few times.

For example, the Flying Tigers in Pingchuan City, the city defense camp and other places, compared to those, the first corps in front of them is really different, just looking at the sergeants who are walking, it gives people a feeling of blood rushing to their faces.

Compared with these big-headed soldiers, Du Qian felt that he was really weak. In fact, in terms of combat power alone, Du Qian could not be weaker than ordinary soldiers, even if it was an elite soldier like the First Corps, he would not be full of combat spirits, if the Zhoushan Empire had such strength, it would have already stepped on the ground and won Zhenhai.

A corps, a full 300,000 soldiers, of which one-fifth of the warrior monks above the spirit of war, is already a first-class elite soldier, such a corps, whether it is Mending Heaven or Zhenhai, will definitely not be able to take out the second corps.

The difficulty of forming such a corps is unimaginable. It's not that the empire doesn't have enough warriors above the Battle Spirit level, so it's a big deal to transfer the personnel of other legions, how can you make up enough numbers.

Equipment is not a problem, the most important thing is to command, and the martial cultivators who can become war spirits are extremely proud, and managing these people is enough to break the hearts of the generals. Even if only one-fifth of them reach this level, the internal management of the Corps is a very fucked up thing.

You don't need to look closely, just look at the number of gendarmes in the First Corps, a corps of 300,000 people actually has a gendarmerie team of more than 5,000 people, and on average, there is one gendarme in a small team, and the proportion is staggering.

Such a corps, from top to bottom, are all arrogant soldiers, if they don't agree with each other, they will do it with their swords, no matter what your identity is, let's talk about it after fighting.

If you want such bastards to understand what military discipline is, you must be able to shock them, if you don't have enough strength, it's useless for you to reason with them, they talk to you directly about fists.

Just like the vast majority of armies in the world, in the army, strength is king, and if you don't have enough combat power, it's useless to talk about anything.

As soon as the blood was killed, the four fields were leveled. Sure enough, he is the first thug under Gong Wen, this person in Shangjing, there are really few people who have seen him, but as soon as he enters the army, he is like a dragon entering the sea, walking up, tiger and tiger, nothing to look at this, stare at that, his face is still flat, but Du Qianneng can see the joy from his heart from his gaze.

Such a person is not suitable for a peaceful life, he should be born in the barracks, and he has nothing to do to go out to kill and kill, this is his life.

"Bastard, are you teasing their dry hair? You are a divine master, do you have a sense of accomplishment in bullying small soldiers?" A kinetic military off-road vehicle stopped beside everyone, jumped a strong man from it, and roared at the bloody killing.

Du Qian naturally didn't know this person, but he dared to roar like this, his identity and strength would not be bad.

"Hmph, I'd like to. Blood kills the neck, and said disdainfully.

"Kill Cai, I heard that you went to work as a bodyguard for a rich son? The strong man scoffed.

Du Qian was furious, you bastard, if you want to find blood to kill, don't you follow you, what do you mean by Lao Tzu? When did my brother become a son? He thought that he had to have a chance. Du Qian can't even remember what his father looks like, and he can't become a son in this life.

I have anger in my heart, and at the same time I know the habits of the army, how to say that he is also a war orphan, a child of the army, even if he was young at that time, he vaguely remembers something.

In the army, you can lose and lose, but you must not dare to make a move, which will only make people look down on you more. Soldiers are more direct and don't like to waste time playing in circles.

"Zhu Ke, teach him how to speak. Du Qian snorted coldly and said, it's really strange, Du Qian has never really entered a large barracks station, but the moment he saw this strong man, the soldier's blood in his bones was naturally activated.

Can the blood of a soldier be inherited?

"I'll ...... Bastard, you stop...... "The strong man is like a rabbit, retreating again and again, jumping and jumping, and turning a few heels from time to time, and then, the body flies into the air, flying higher and higher, and planting down again, when about a meter from the ground, he turns over and stands up, his body seems to be uncontrolled, he lands on one knee, and blasts the ground out of a deep pit.

Zhu Ke's face turned pale, and he glared at the strong man fiercely, the strong man's eyes were wide open, staring at Zhu Ke deadly, with an unconvinced face.

This was the first time Du Qian had seen the Soul Master and the Divine Master fighting, and his previous experience was completely different from what he was in front of. Whether it was Jun Yan at the beginning, or Zhu Ke in the Immortal Peak Cave Heaven, every time he made a move, he disappeared as if he was in front of him, but the result was completely different.

For the first time, Du Qian saw the creatures that could survive after the soul master made a move. This guy is strong enough.

"Cut,, you're not a cow, go on. Blood Kill turned on the taunt mode, but when he looked at Zhu Ke, his gaze was cold, and even with a bit of killing intent. Obviously, Zhu Ke made the strong man very embarrassed, but he didn't appreciate the bloody killing.

"Apologies. "Zhu Kecai doesn't care about other people's eyes.

"Die. The strong man's eyes were red, he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't suffered such a loss, and people didn't even raise their hands, which could embarrass him to such an extent.

"Then you should die. Zhu Ke said calmly, his face turned red violently, and the strong man desperately turned back.

"Enough. Du Qian said, after all, he is his own person, and there is no need to really see life and death. What's more, he could feel that the strong man was embarrassed, and Zhu Ke was actually not comfortable, and forcibly using the brain domain in excess was also a fatal thing for the soul master. Whatever the outcome, it will cause the brain domain to develop faster, which is equivalent to chronic suicide.

Hearing Du Qian's voice, Zhu Ke stopped, the strong man looked at Zhu Ke nervously, and walked over slowly, for fear that this guy would make a move, don't look at his unconvinced face, a long time ago, he had seen the power of the Soul Master, if it wasn't for the blood killing here, so that he couldn't let go of his face, no one would want to provoke the group of madmen like the Soul Master.

"Get on your knees. ”

With the crisp sound, the strong man's knees bent down involuntarily and smashed to the ground, the strong man gritted his teeth, bounced up violently, his body flew several meters high, and looked at Yu Wuxia in horror.

Bastard, who are the people who came this time? There are actually two soul masters, this girl's brain domain strength is not high, but the sudden force made him defenseless, and he knelt down at Du Qian.

"Give me down. With another coquettish sound, Yao Jing flew forward for more than ten steps, her body flew up, more than half of the strong man's body, and the spirit knife in her hand slashed down from top to bottom.

As long as he makes a move, with the eyesight of a strong man, it is not difficult to see Yao Jing's true strength. The War King of his twenties, with a combat power of more than 500,000, has reached the highest level of the War King.

The most outrageous thing is that she actually flew, and flew higher than herself?

Hell, how did she do it? For a moment, the strong man was completely confused, this is so unreasonable. If you don't reach the realm of the divine master, you don't have a feather, what kind of bird are you?

As for the spirit knife that was split on his head, the strong man didn't care at all, this bit of combat power was not a problem at all for an old divine master like him, even if he stood there motionless and let Yao Jing slash vigorously, consuming the spiritual energy of his whole body, it was impossible to hurt him.

There was a glimmer of light on his head, this knife naturally didn't hurt anyone, the power from top to bottom was not small, plus he was distracted, and his body was actually chopped off by Yao Jing and fell to the ground.

Until this time, the strong man was still confused, what was wrong with it today? It was just a matter of meeting two soul masters one after another, a little war king, who could actually fly and split himself to the ground?

Even if he didn't suffer any damage, his face was swollen by someone, and he didn't have anything to say.

A soldier is not unreasonable, first of all, you must have the qualifications to be able to make him reasonable. The two soul masters, plus a war king who can fly, and the hemp rod chick in front of him, no matter what his identity, has the qualifications to reason with him, or even be unreasonable.

"How did you do that?" Even if he understood that Du Qian had this qualification, he didn't want to pay attention to a boy like Du Qian, he didn't have the strength himself, and no matter how strong the guards around him were, he couldn't really get the recognition of the soldiers.

It's the little girl in front of her, her eyes are full of wildness, in front of him, a bloody divine soldier, dare to wield a knife, this is so interesting, I haven't seen such a wild girl for many years.

"Little girl, is it okay to be my apprentice?" the strong man licked his mouth, like that, it looked like a lewd uncle deceiving the little girl.

If you think like this, you really wronged him, the strong man didn't think too much, he just looked at Yao Jing's eyes, and his courage ranked first, and then took a closer look, I damn it, this talent should be ranked higher.

has good talent and courage, such an apprentice can't be found with a lantern. Don't look at the first corps full of proud soldiers, there are really few who can really let him see it.

As for the girl who is as hot as the girl in front of him, he can't find a temper, the only pity is that it's a girl?

"Apologies. Yao Jing glared at the strong man and said firmly. (To be continued.) )