"Smack-"

With a crisp sound, the black-armored lieutenant who was blocking in front of Han Muye was slapped hard.

"This is Lao Tzu's father!" The yellow fat tiger rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward.

The lieutenant who covered his face with one hand looked up, and when he saw the appearance of the yellow fat tiger, he was stunned at first, then dazed, and then muttered: "Sword, Lord Sword Tiger......"

The team of black-armored soldiers pressed their hands on the Xuanyang Sword at their waists, but they didn't know what to do.

Sword Tiger, Yellow Fat Tiger, this is a feared existence in the camp.

It's just that the ruthless sword tiger became the delicate woman with white arms in front of him?

"Get out of the way, does Lao Tzu usually teach less?" The yellow fat tiger raised his feet to kick, but because the hem of the dress wrapped his legs and feet, he couldn't lift his legs.

It was only at this time that the lieutenant came back to his senses, but he no longer dared to look at Huang Zhihu, and only lowered his head: "My lord, where is the duty of the humble duty......

Huang Zhihu was angry and raised his hand again, but heard a cold snort behind him.

"You did nothing wrong." Han Muye spoke coldly.

Huang Zhihu was slightly stunned, and then heard Han Muye's voice come again: "What crime should I be guilty of trespassing on the heavy land of the military plane and injuring Xuanyang Wei?" ”

The lieutenant who bowed his head was shocked, raised his head and said loudly: "Cut!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Huang Zhihu's angry eyes, the sword tiger who usually scared him, now this little girl is extremely cute, and he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart: "That, that Shangguan taught him a lowly lesson, and it should also be ......"

At this time, in the camp, several figures had already rushed.

The leader is the commander of Xuanyang Weisan County, and the commander of Lu Yang.

Lu Yang flew over, and when he saw Han Muye, his face showed excitement, and he bowed down and hugged his fists: "Lu Yang greets his uncle!" ”

Han Muye stood there, waved his hand and said: "There is no uncle here, you are the commander of Xuanyang Wei, and you are the person who presides over the selection of the reserve commander, and you are the biggest here." ”

Hearing his words, Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Where did the uncle say, if Lu Yang dares to be respected in front of the uncle, the ancestor is afraid that he will tear down my bones." ”

"Lu Yuzhou, he doesn't dare." Han Muye said lightly: "Now he can't beat me." ”

Lu Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The general on the side raised his head, grinned, and hurriedly turned his head over.

"Is this, Fat Tiger?" Lu Yang looked at Huang Zhihu, his eyes looked up and down, and there was a smile on his face.

"How beautiful this is, I'm afraid those young men in my camp will have their eyes straight."

Hearing his words, Huang Zhihu snorted: "Brother Lu Yang, do you think my reputation as a sword tiger came for nothing?" ”

The smile on Lu Yang's face froze, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Han Muye say in a cold voice: "Trespassing on the camp and doing it for no reason, Lu Yang, how should I be punished?" ”

Penalize?

Lu Yang looked at the red palm prints on the face of the military general next to him, and then looked at the yellow fat tiger in front of him.

Isn't this a common thing?

Sword Tiger's reputation, isn't it just a fight?

This big camp is full of reserve commanders from all over Tianxuan, who are either cultivating to be extraordinary, or have a background that leads to the sky.

Even Lu Yang has a headache.

For example, the prince of the Tianxuan Dynasty, Yun Satin, also joined in the fun in the camp and mixed up as a reserve commander.

There are also strong dragons in the East China Sea, strong kendoes, several demon masters in the Southern Wilderness, and several masters in the Western Xinjiang and Northern Regions.

Many of the preparatory commanders cultivated by Zhongzhou Xuanyangwei itself are also hard stubble.

The yellow fat tiger first came to the camp and was not conspicuous.

What made her famous was the reserve commander who challenged the ranking, and Huang Zhihu, who was originally ranked more than 1,000 years later, relied on his long and short swords, and fought 86 games in a day, straight into the top 100.

In this battle, Huang Fat Tiger's sword path was remembered by everyone.

Fight from afar, fight against melee.

Although his cultivation is not the first time he has entered the Golden Pill, the Yellow Fat Tiger can stab a half-step Heavenly Realm powerhouse with a sword.

In the following three months, the reserve commanders gradually became familiar with each other, and there were many small groups.

Huang Zhihu and Yun Satin somehow fell in love with each other, and a number of cultivators from the Northern Regions of Western Frontier echoed and became the forces in the reserve command.

After half a year of assessment, Huang Zhihu led thirty Xuanyang guards to complete the ambush, cover killing, sneak attack, outflanking, and defeat ten times the enemy.

In the end, when the battle reached the last man, the two swords came out together, defeating nearly 100 masters, and then he was exhausted.

In this battle, the name of the Yellow Fat Tiger Sword Tiger spread throughout the camp.

Yellow Fat Tiger, Cloud Satin, and the other three reserve commanders have become the most unprovoked existence in the camp.

Xuanyang Five Tigers, this name is very loud.

Especially later, the relationship between Lu Yang and Huang Zhihu was unintentionally rumored, and Lu Yang treated Huang Zhihu like a sister.

Who is going to bump into such a relation?

Lu Yang looked at the yellow fat tiger with a broken face.

If it is according to the generations of Han Muye and Lu Yang, Huang Zhihu is still Lu Yang's elder.

It's just that the cultivation is here, and Huang Zhihu is embarrassed to call his elders, so the two of them are called peers in private.

Laughing, Lu Yang looked at Han Muye and said, "Uncle, little sister is not sensible-"

"She's not sensible, and you're not sensible?" Han Muye shouted, and Lu Yang's face changed sharply.

"The general trend of the Dao Struggle, you can't afford to relax at all, you train and select the Xuanyang Wei Commander, and you will work hard in the future."

"How can it be so unorganized and undisciplined?"

Han Muye's voice was cold and majestic.

His current cultivation has been out of the body fivefold, and the power of his divine soul surpasses the heavenly realm, and his gestures, words and deeds can affect the way of heaven.

At this time, he opened his mouth, and suddenly the front of the camp seemed to be extremely cold.

"Uncle Ancestor taught me a lesson." Lu Yang nodded in a deep voice, then clenched his fists and said, "I don't know how to punish Uncle Yi?" ”

The yellow fat tiger bit his lip and didn't speak.

Han Muye pondered for a moment and said, "After all, when employing people, if you punish a small punishment and a big commandment, you will be punished ten times." ”

After a pause, he added: "The whole camp is to be punished with a rod in front of it, so as to set an example." ”

In front of the whole battalion army, cane blame?

The yellow fat tiger turned pale.

She doesn't want to lose face?

"Father-in-law......"

"There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, I have neglected discipline over the years, this time I want you to remember it for a long time." Han Muye had a cold face, and stretched out his hand to point to the soldiers in front of him: "These people, all of them are your robes in the future." ”

"Their lives are no different from yours."

"You can slap someone in public, why can't you take ten military sticks in public?"

The yellow fat tiger was stunned, speechless.

Han Muye looked at Lu Yang: "What are you still doing in a daze?" ”

Lu Yang nodded, raised his hand, and shot out a spiritual light.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The drums sounded like thunder, and the blood in the camp was like a dragon in an instant, and countless generals flew to the camp and formed a battle formation.

Han Muye strode into the camp, Lu Yang took a few steps behind, turned his head to look at the yellow fat tiger with a bitter face, and almost laughed out loud.

Huang Zhihu looked at both sides and saw that those soldiers had solemn faces, so he lowered his head and rushed into the camp.

Behind her, a low voice of discussion instantly arose.

"Is it really Lord Sword Tiger? It's so delicate, it's, it's so beautiful......"

"Head, does that slap hurt? Hey, if I had known, I would have been slapped in the face. ”

"Get out, Captain, don't say it, it turns out that Lord Sword Tiger's palm is so soft."

……

On the school ground, the army was strictly organized.

The three thousand Xuanyang Guard Reserve Commanders, the 30,000 selected elites, after the training, will be arranged to all parts of Tianxuan, experienced for decades, and become the main force of Tianxuan Black Armor Xuanyang.

After three years of training, these Xuanyang Guard's junior elites have already been banned, but they are just waiting for a hundred breaths.

When Huang Zhihu arrived at the edge of the school, what he saw was a black pressure on a group of generals, his eyes did not squint, and his blood was surging.

Lu Yang strode forward and walked to the high platform in front of him.

Han Muye stood outside the school and did not enter.

After he gave Huang Zhihu the identity of Xuanyang Wei's reserve commander, he had no military status in Xuanyang Wei and was not suitable to enter the school.

Seeing Lu Yang summoned, he hurried over again, and the Xuanyang Guard Reserve Commanders who were standing in front below all had solemn faces.

Could it be that something big is happening?

"The armies are gathered together today for one thing."

Standing on the high platform, Lu Yang's eyes scanned down.

"I, Xuanyangwei, are in charge of the light, and the military discipline is strict."

"The reserve commander made the yellow fat tiger blind and undisciplined, trespassed into the camp, and fined the army ten times."

Ten strokes of the military stick.

For these reserve commanders, it is nothing.

Even a hundred sticks can be carried casually.

But it's a matter of face!

The whole army was scolded in front of the cane, and the face of the sword and tiger was about to fall to the ground.

The reserve commanders standing in front of them looked at each other, their faces full of doubt.

The relationship between Lord Lu Yang and Huang Zhihu will be scolded by the cane, among them, I am afraid that there is something hidden.

"Lu Xiaoyun, you come to execute." Lu Yang shouted.

Lu Xiaoyun, who was wearing black armor, strode forward, and then looked at the yellow fat tiger standing outside the school grounds.

As she looked, everyone on the school field turned their heads to look over.

Then, there was a sound of inhalation.

The yellow fat tiger in the yellow dress bit his lip and walked forward slowly.

The generals couldn't take their eyes off her, moving with her figure.

This, which sword tiger with two swords in his hand and covered in blood is this?

The few reserve commanders standing in front of them all twitched in disbelief.

Was he defeated at the hands of this beautiful little girl in the first place?

"It's so pretty......"

I don't know who whispered softly.

And then there was a lot of anger all around.

How can such a heartfelt word be spoken?

It's beautiful, though.

Every step that the yellow fat tiger took forward felt so difficult.

She could feel a pair of eyes staring at her fiercely.

Accurate.

In the past, these guys would have looked down when they saw themselves.

Well, now I don't dare to look at it.

She looked up with great effort, swept her gaze, and immediately blushed and lowered.

Why are these defeated subordinates so weird in their eyes?

It must be underwhelming.

Clenching his fists, the yellow fat tiger walked forward step by step.

Walking to the stone bench under the high platform, a cyan long water and fire stick appeared in Lu Xiaoyun's palm.

"Little aunt, don't worry, I promise it won't hurt." Lu Xiaoyun lowered his head and whispered in the ear of the yellow fat tiger.

The yellow fat tiger hugged his head and did not speak.

"Smack-"

A crisp sound resounded throughout the school field.

All around, there was silence.

After the ten sticks, Huang Zhihu got up, and with Lu Xiaoyun's support, he left the school with a slight disadvantage.

"Let's disperse." Lu Yang waved his hand and turned away.

Until Lu Yang's figure disappeared, on the school field, which had been quiet, suddenly a tsunami-like discussion sounded.

Huang Zhihu, who was carried by Lu Xiaoyun and walked towards his big tent, covered his face with one hand: "Damn, Lao Tzu's reputation after three years of hard work has been ruined by these ten sticks." ”

Hearing her words, Lu Xiaoyun laughed out loud.

"Little aunt, how did you offend my second uncle?"

Huang Zhihu gritted his teeth and burst into tears: "What did I offend him for?" ”

"It's my father-in-law's old fellow, I suspect he's been out of bounds for a long time, and his heart is hardened."

Speaking of this, she stopped and clapped her hands: "I'm so stupid, I should have sent the news of his return to Yunjin Xianzhou a long time ago!" ”

"If you lose a lot, at least make 10,000 less spirit stones."

……

On the school ground, those reserve commanders and elite soldiers did not leave, standing there excitedly talking.

"Xu Changyuan, I didn't expect that the sword tiger who defeated you at the beginning turned out to be a girl, you can't even beat a fucking girl." Ahead, a tall military general laughed and looked at the young man beside him.

The young man's face remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "There are only three or five people in the camp who can defeat the Sword and Tiger, and you Zhao Dacheng were lucky at the beginning, you didn't meet her, otherwise you would have to be beaten down." ”

These words made the surrounding generals have different expressions on their faces.

Those who have been beaten and those who have not been beaten have different expressions.

"Haha, okay, let's try it, see if her sword and tiger can beat me down, say okay, I'll challenge, none of you can rob me." The tall tall man walked forward with a smile.

"Bang-"

A thin general standing in front of him turned around and kicked Zhao Dacheng over.

"You're also qualified to challenge Sword Tiger?"

Also one of the five tigers of Xuanyang, the blood tiger Qian Yutang!

Qian Yutang made a move, and the surroundings suddenly didn't even dare to talk about it.

"What, old money, is this going to fight with me?" On the other side, a young man with the Xuanyang Sword on his back, wearing half armor, and a golden light flashing in his eyes spoke.

Flying Tiger Bai Jianfei!

The two looked at each other, and the battle intent in their eyes was impacted, making the people around them retreat unconsciously.

"You guys play, I'm leaving." The young man standing on the other side shook his head, turned and left.

After only walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and went to the direction of the camp tent of the Dan Dao Medical Hall in the army.

"The Ten Army Sticks are not light, don't leave a scar, I think it's better to use a Psychic Pulse Continuation Pill......" The young man's muttering voice came, making Bai Jianfei and Qian Yutang stunned.

", you Sun Zhan, soft bones!"

"Haha, I just happen to have a Psychic Pulse Continuation Pill here."

……

The chaos on the school field came, and Huang Zhihu no longer had the courage to stay, so he ran back to his camp with his head in his hands.

Lu Xiaoyun smiled and followed.

Not far away, in the big tent of the Chinese army, Lu Yang sat on the top, and Han Muye sat firmly on the side.

"Uncle, it was a happy event that you returned from outside the realm, why did you punish your little sister so much?" Lu Yang looked at Han Muye and said a little puzzled.

In the big battalion, the yellow fat tiger has a high level of combat power and scheming.

Lu Yang also has a heart to cultivate.

But after today, those guys probably won't be afraid of the Sword Tiger anymore.

The army is bloody and brave, and without prestige, it will lose a lot of combat power.

"I'm a little selfish." Han Muye looked out of the military tent and sighed lightly.

"Fat Tiger is the sixth brother's daughter, my righteous daughter, I have only thought about letting her receive the best education and the best cultivation all these years, but there is no discipline."

"A girl can't always fight and kill, and all rush to the front."

Han Muye's face was a little solemn.

Dao fighting, that is, every fight is life and death.

These Xuanyang Guards, in the sea of corpses and blood, will be rolled for at least fifty years.

The number of people in this camp who can live to the time of a hundred years of Taoist struggle may not exceed ten.

In the end, it was his own righteous daughter, if it weren't for Xuanyang Wei's rules, Han Muye would have directly let Huang Zhihu withdraw from the trial.

This time the identity of the Yellow Fat Tiger was exposed, and when there was a big war in the future, he transferred the Yellow Fat Tiger away with his power for personal gain, and there was less criticism.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Lu Yang nodded.

He returned from a bloody battle outside the realm, so he naturally knew the danger of the Dao dispute.

It's just a hundred years of Taoism, who can really escape?

Han Muye's arrival in the barracks was not all for Huang Zhihu, he sat with Lu Yang to analyze the general trend of Tianxuan, and deduced the forms of various states and counties.

"I was originally going to use Xuanyang Wei to conquer everywhere, but there are many masters of Dao Sect and Demon Dao, and I am not completely sure." Lu Yang's face was a little gloomy.

The battle between Xuanming Zhenjun and Wang Muyang caused the collapse of Confucianism and Taoism prestige was too serious.

Nowadays, in all states and counties, except for the place where the county system is located, the suppression of the grandmaster can be stable, and the other towns are in chaos.

"What Wen Xiang and Wuhou mean is that they want to train their troops with the chaos of Tianxuan." Lu Yang looked at Han Muye.

No matter how chaotic Tianxuan is, it is impossible to surpass Wen Mosheng's control.

Wen Mosheng didn't make a move, which was to let everyone in Tianxuan go through all kinds of turmoil and unconsciously improve their ability to deal with the chaos.

Han Muye knew that there was nothing wrong with this approach.

Just like weeds and fruits and vegetables are planted together, weeds are absolutely luxuriant.

Only those who have experienced more ups and downs and hardships can have stronger courage to face everything.

"I'll go see Wen Xiang." Han Muye stood up and spoke.

"You have to be ready."

"Xuanyangwei, to sweep the world."

Sweep the world!

Lu Yang stood up and nodded solemnly on his face.

If he did, he wouldn't hesitate.

As for whether he can do it, it's not something he considers.

Han Muye left the camp and asked Zuo Lin to wait for the Yellow Fat Tiger, and went straight to the imperial city to go up.

He was so tall that outsiders couldn't see him at all.

In just a moment, he had already arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Shangcheng.

The current Shangcheng is also much empty, and Qin Suyang and other strong people are guarding outside the boundary.

In front of the Wen Xiang's Mansion, the soldiers at the door were just about to make a move to stop him, when he saw a middle-aged scribe in a green robe walking quickly.

"Zhou Wenbo has seen Mr. Makino."

"Mr. Wen, please enter the house for a while."

Zhou Wenbo, the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Confucianism and Taoism Grandmaster, he takes care of many things in the Prime Minister's Mansion on weekdays.

Han Muye nodded and followed Zhou Wenbo into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Wenxiang Mansion is simply furnished, and there are some flowers and plants everywhere.

Many people in green robes or official uniforms were in a hurry.

Here, it can be regarded as the center of the Tianxuan Dynasty.

The main hall of the palace has only a rare annual court meeting.

Walking to the front hall, Han Muye looked up at the figure sitting behind the long case.

It's a literary phase, but it's not a literary phase.

It's just a phantom of the original gods.

Wen Xiang's true body is naturally still guarding outside the realm.

"Dao seeds, it's really rare." Wen Mosheng in front of him raised his head and looked at Han Muye, with a smile on his face.

Without waiting for Han Muye to give up, Wen Mosheng spoke up again: "Senior brother, Tianxuan handed it over to you, how about it?" ”