There are 100 people in the group, quiet and silent!

Each of them was dressed in black armor, with a hideous black mask and an inky cloak, hunting in the west wind, and a black horse under his crotch

The whole team is like a black cloud, a group of blue wolves, murderous and presumptuous, filling the four fields, making people unaware that there are only a hundred people, but a body

In the midst of thousands of troops, a glance is terrifying!

It is completely conceivable that this small number of troops is the devil on the battlefield, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the enemy, that is, only interfering with the enemy all the time

Strange soldiers in the rear of people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, in the midst of the sound of the golden iron horse, there was the sound of wheels rolling.

A yellow carriage follows the army!

Men have fought bloody battles on the battlefield since ancient times, and they have been fighting horses and smoke! Where did the carriage accompany the army?

However, the elegance of the carriage and the weight of the war horse are not awkward at all!

Because it's not a carriage, it's a chariot, a dragon!

As he slowly moved forward, an emperor's aura rushed straight into Xiao Han, complementing the murderous aura around him......

The dragon bowl is very spacious, with three steps.

One of the middle-aged men, dressed in a dragon robe, had a cold and hard face, his eyes were wide-eyed, and the emperor's aura was overflowing!

A copy of the text, looking at the ......

On the second step, the young man was dressed in a yellow robe, and the wind was like a divine jade, but he was bored

......

On the third step, the man is dressed in white and is as green as ink, with long eyebrows and sideburns, a face like a crown of jade, deep eyes, and a whole body that exudes a strand of water

The elegance and self-confidence of the world after reading thousands of volumes.

The elders of Feng Han Pavilion had already come to the foot of the mountain to wait, and even Feng Han Invincible was in it, with a look of respect.

After a long time, the middle-aged man put away the text, looked at the young man in white and smiled with satisfaction, "Youchen, you can decide on this half volume of Pingrong Ten Thousand Words."

The fate of the Kamikaze Empire is over!"

The young man's face was respectful, "Your Majesty has praised it falsely, and the ministers are terrified!"

"Haha, it's okay, after I go back this time, I will crown you as the Marquis of Tianji, command the country's two million troops, pacify southern Xinjiang, and choose a day for the Northern Expedition!"

"Your Majesty, the ministers must do their best, and within ten years, they will set foot on the Kamikaze Empire with a million iron horses!"

"Hahaha...... Dongfang Aiqing has made a military order?"

"Every word that Dongfang Youchen said to His Majesty is a military order!" Dongfang Youchen said sonorously.

"Hahaha...... Okay, then I'll wait for the triumphant sound of the Qing family!"

Emperor Ling Zhan smiled and looked at Prince Ling Yun, who was sitting on the second step, and suddenly smiled and accepted it.

"Youchen, after this Hundred Pavilion Martial Arts, let the prince accompany the army for three months, and after training in the army for a period of time, then go to the Cliff Cultivation Academy!"

Dongfang Youchen was about to speak, but Prince Lingyun first shouted, "Father, marching and fighting is not what a son-in-law should do, and a son-in-law just wants to stay."

Serve you by your father's side, and read the book of the sages who govern the country through the world", Ling Yun said as he glanced at Dongfang Youchen.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince is a golden body, how can he easily follow the army, once there is a slight mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable", Dongfang Youchen solved it on the side

Road.

"Presumptuous! The man should be on the battlefield of blood, even if the prince is not, I think back then, I didn't go through a hundred battles to defeat this powerful Lingxiao Empire

The emperor looked at the crown prince with obvious unkindness.

Dongfang Youchen on the side sighed secretly, "It's really a tiger father and a dog, Ling Zhan is building up his military exploits for Ling Yun and preparing for his future position, no."

Thinking of this prince, there is still an awkward face, looking at the Qinglian Continent, how many emperors have not been baptized by war?"

Ling Zhan changed the topic, and then said, "When you arrive at Fenghan Pavilion this time, you will quietly participate in the Hundred Pavilion Competition, don't make trouble for me everywhere, everything is fine."

Ask me first!"

"Father, aren't they just some small sects, what's so scary?" Ling Yun looked impatient, but he was holding back his anger in his heart.

"Shut up, what do you know, this Hundred Pavilion Martial Arts is the best opportunity to win them over, as long as they are willing to cooperate, then the Lingxiao Empire's

Half of the country will be completely stable, and in this way, the kamikaze empire can be destroyed at least three years ahead of schedule!"

"Oh......" Ling Yun let out a long sigh, with obvious displeasure in his tone.

After walking for a while, the whole army was murderous and stopped!

The people of Fenghan Pavilion looked at these soldiers in front of them whose strength was lower than their own, and the hideous armor, but they had a feeling that the mountains were looking up, and they were indomitable

The momentum, the courage of thousands of troops.

Then, the curtain of the dragon bowl opened, and a young man in white stood on the edge of the dragon with an elegant temperament. The eyes are cloudy, but they are like an endless abyss, lifted

The hands and eyebrows are all a pair of confidence in the grip of wisdom beads. As if I have it in the world, who is the enemy?

One of the iron horsemen immediately turned over and dismounted, and fell to one knee and bent down to serve as a step.

The action is crisp and neat!

Dongfang Youchen glanced at the kneeling iron horseman, hesitated for a moment, slowly stepped on it, and walked off the dragon bowl.

Immediately afterwards, the crown prince Ling Yun and the emperor Ling Zhan stepped off the dragon bowl, and the iron horse turned over and got on the horse again.

Ling Zhan stood on the ground, and a breath of imperial air, overflowing the four wildernesses, rushed straight into Xiaohan, like the nine heavens and the moon, unattainable!

"Feng Han is invincible to meet the emperor", Feng Han is invincible and the elders bow together.

Between the words, there was no imaginary sincerity and fear, just a faint respect, and even "long live" was not called. In fact, it's no wonder that the Continental Gate

Pie are not bound by the state.

Jiangshang is equal to Wulin, and the emperor is on an equal seat with the Supreme.

It's not that the royal family doesn't want to annex martial arts, it's just that there are too few strong people, on the contrary, sometimes the royal family still needs to use the power of martial arts. So there is no going on or below between the two

level, otherwise the lord of a country will not come to a sect in person.

"Fenghan Pavilion live, don't come for a few years, don't come unharmed!" Ling Zhan's face was kind, and the emperor's aura had subsided a lot.

"Your Majesty is polite, invincible is just a corner, I don't want the emperor to dominate the territory of thousands of miles, and the power of life and death in the palm of his hand", Feng Han Invincible smiled

said.

"Hahaha......" The two laughed in unison.

"Presumably this is Prince Lingyun, what a talent!" Feng Han looked at Ling Yun with admiration on his face.

"Brother Feng Han praised it falsely, it is the son of a sinner!"

Ling Zhan replied while looking back, but found that Ling Yun was bored at this time, and he didn't mean to care about Feng Han's invincibility at all, and he was still from time to time

glanced back and forth at several elders, their eyes extremely contemptuous!

Ling Zhan snorted heavily, looking at the prince with sharp eyes.

Feeling the coercion from his father, Prince Lingyun hurriedly looked respectful, but he did not change his arrogance towards the Fenghan Pavilion.

"Yes, it's Prince Ben!"

Hearing the words that burst out of Ling Yun's mouth, Ling Zhan was furious, and almost returned to his previous nature of marching and fighting, and scolded out.

"Rebel, Lao Tzu told you to pay attention, you fucking good, directly dismantle Lao Tzu's platform, Lao Tzu is wise and wise, how can you give birth to such a son

......”

Ling Zhan stood there with an embarrassed expression, not knowing what to say......

Feng Han Invincible also stood there and coughed......

"Dongfang Youchen has seen the master of Fenghan Pavilion", Dongfang Youchen stepped up and hugged his fists.

The emperor was comfortable, and finally he was not embarrassed.

The prince was relieved, and the coercion around him finally disappeared.

Feng Han is invincible and comfortable, this prince is no longer staring at himself.

The elders were relieved, it was really unfortunate to meet such a prince!

Suddenly, the people around them stared at Dongfang Youchen with a brush, and as a result, Dongfang Youchen was uncomfortable, how could this group of people look like they were looking at lovers?

"Hahaha...... Presumably, this is the youngest military god in the mainland, General Youchen", Feng Han was invincible and hugged his hands.

"Hehe, the pavilion master praised it falsely, but he was just a reckless man on the battlefield, how could he say that the god of the army!"

"The god of war is too modest, no one in the world knows that whenever the general fights, he never goes out of the camp for half a step

Thousands of miles away", Feng Han was invincible with a polite face.

Looking at the murderous war horses behind the three of them, he said slowly: "And one hundred and eight cloud-chasing war horses under the seat are directly chasing the first attack of the two wings of the Wanjun Pavilion back then

The twenty-eight dragon blood war horses under the throne of the Son of Heaven and the Son of Tibetan Heaven are really unparalleled in the world. ”

"The pavilion master said with a smile, everything is loyal to His Majesty, and it should be like this as a courtier!" Dongfang Youchen's face was light.

Hearing this, in the corner of Feng Han's invincible eyes, he saw that Emperor Ling Zhan was even more satisfied with Dongfang Youchen.

"Please, let's go up the mountain first......" said Feng Han Invincible and moved out of the way.

The group walked slowly towards the top of the mountain, but the cloud-chasing iron rider under the seat of Dongfang Youchen kept riding towards the mountain, the reason is very simple,

The emperor's life cannot be ignored anywhere, and walking will reduce the impact of their battle.

"Brother Feng Han, the Hundred Pavilion Martial Arts is about to start in three days, are there any sects that haven't arrived?"

"Most of them have arrived, and the only one who hasn't arrived at the Cold Moon Pavilion should be on the way here!"

"Cold Moon Pavilion, the most mysterious sect in the Red Maple Hundred Pavilions?"

Emperor Ling Yun's expression was obviously a lot gloomy, there were even those who arrived later than him, no matter how he represented, he was also a grand empire.

And the crown prince Lingyun is face was happy, for no other reason, the disciples in the Cold Moon Pavilion were all stunning women, and they had seen the young master of the Cold Moon Pavilion at the beginning

After Leng Xue Ying, she was haunted by her dreams, although she had never seen her true face, Prince Lingyun was still happy to do it, as if he had been poisoned.

And Dongfang Youchen's indifferent face was very vaguely swept with a trace of joy!

Soon everyone walked to the top of the mountain, and Feng Han Invincible arranged the group in the cabinet of Feng Han Pavilion, the wing room with the highest specifications......

In the past few days, Jun Qinghan has not been turning into a dragon, but is concentrating on the study and guidance of the first move of the country - the echo of the ground!

Over the course of a few days, the strength of the wrist has improved considerably.

The water flowed straight down, and Jun Qinghan still kept repeating an action, pinching the stones with his hands, waving his arms, and exerting force with his wrists......

With a "bang", the stone just hit the rock wall and fell, and a little smile finally appeared on Jun Qinghan's face, which was repeated every day by Jun Qinghan

A thousand self-harming practices.

Finally, the stone came into contact with the rock wall, and Jun Qinghan's first step was a success!

After the next few days of tempering, Jun Qinghan was able to cultivate the true flying knife technique......