The sword light fell, and the streamer on the high platform exploded, and the wind and clouds were agitated.

The two long swords staggered the power of the surrounding Origin Dao, causing the people watching the battle below to suddenly feel a shock and dizziness.

This is kendo, and it is different from the previous fist and foot fights with wide openings and closings.

"When."

"When."

The origin power caused by the collision of the sword weapon revealed blue and cold, making those cultivators under the stands feel cold.

"In the Origin Realm, these two are definitely powerhouses."

Looking at the sword light, someone shouted.

"Of course, this kendo method, it shouldn't be difficult to get merit in the battle of conquering the sky."

Someone looked at the two sword lights, and there was a hint of intent in their eyes.

In fact, there are not many real death-to-death battles on this stage, most of them are to show their own strength and their own side, and attract more cultivators to join their command.

Fighting at this time is also to let people see their own combat power.

The two fought on the stage for a while, showing their strength, and then they each stopped.

Liao Qingfeng arched his hand towards the sword-wielding man opposite, with a smile on his face: "Brother Yu Dao's strength is extraordinary, Liao admires it." ”

Yu Canghe, who was on the other side, also laughed, arched his hand, then turned his head to look down, and said loudly that he was willing to recruit three hundred fellow cultivators.

He flew off the stage, and many people followed him away.

Liao Qingfeng, who was on the stage, looked around and said loudly: "My Wuzheng Sword Sect needs to recruit this time-"

Before he could finish his sentence, a roar rang out and crashed towards the stand.

Liao Qingfeng raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword, hitting a blue and black shield.

"When—"

The shield was undamaged, Liao Qingfeng was shocked, his steps took three steps back, and his face changed pale.

On the platform, a big man wearing half black armor fell, holding his shield with an indifferent expression.

Seeing this big man, everyone below was stunned.

More people looked at the black armor on the big man, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

This is the armor of the Immortal Dynasty soldiers, and non-Immortal Dynasty soldiers cannot wear it.

Although the cultivators of the various sects are not bad in combat power, they are not qualified to wear this Immortal Dynasty battle armor.

The person who came to the point platform was a soldier of the Immortal Dynasty.

Could it be that the army of the Immortal Dynasty also has to be recruited?

No way.

The Immortal Dynasty has never lacked soldiers, and ordinary sect cultivators who want to become soldiers of the Immortal Dynasty, even if they are the lowest-grade third-grade soldiers, they need a lot of procedures.

"Liao Qingfeng, you recruited troops for the Wuzheng Sword Gate, have you ever asked my son's opinion?"

A voice rang out in mid-air.

The figure of a young man in his thirties wearing a cloud-white robe, a jade-colored crown, and a green cloud aura on his body slowly fell.

This kind of dress and body shape are a little different from those cultivators who are full of qi and blood below.

"He Chengyang!" Liao Qingfeng looked at the person who came and let out a low snort.

"Hum—"

The short spear in the hand of the black-armored soldier carrying the shield vibrate, pointed at Liao Qingfeng and shouted: "You dare to call the name of Yang Gongzi?" ”

Yuntian Dao Menyang Gongzi, the peak of the extreme Dao He Chengyang.

The younger generation is naturally inferior to the seniors in terms of cultivation, but the younger generation has potential.

Most of the strong people from all sides are willing to bring potential juniors.

He Chengyang of Yuntian Daomen is a rising star with great potential.

"It's him."

"I've heard of it, and it seems to be somewhat active in the camp."

Some people around made noises, and some shook their heads.

The camp of the Battle of Conquering Heaven in Shenhe County, Wuling Continent gathered tens of millions of troops, and there were countless strong people, and it was already rare for an Extreme Dao Realm to have some reputation in a small area.

Liao Qingfeng looked at the ironclad soldiers in front of him, and He Chengyang who was standing with his hands behind his back, his face was solemn, and he didn't speak.

This kind of thing is rare to directly dismantle the stage on the point platform, and it is easy to make enemies.

But the other party was so provocative, but Liao Qingfeng couldn't attack, he didn't dare.

He was not afraid of He Chengyang in the Extreme Dao Realm, but he was afraid of the soldiers who wore iron armor and had the strength of the Origin Yuan.

Wearing this kind of armor represents the status of the Immortal Dynasty's army.

"Liao Qingfeng, my son gave you a chance." He Chengyang looked at Liao Qingfeng, his face was indifferent, revealing a sneer.

"Submit to my Yuntian Dao Sect and serve under my command, otherwise, no one from you and the Wuzheng Sword Sect will be able to leave alive."

He Chengyang's voice was confident, and there was a threat that could not be resisted.

Liao Qingfeng's expression kept changing, but he didn't dare to refuse.

"Liao Qingfeng, give you ten breaths, do you want to enter my Yuntian Dao Gate?" He Chengyang didn't give Liao Qingfeng a chance to hesitate, and shouted loudly.

"Cloud Heaven Dao Gate?"

"By the way, aren't the people from the Yuntian Dao Sect already here?"

"They seem to be led by someone, this Prince He Chengyang is not the leader of Yuntian Daomen?"

Someone in the audience spoke.

These words made He Chengyang on the stage slightly stunned.

Someone from your own sect is here?

"Childe!"

Under the stage, a surprise shout was shouted, and a figure stepped on.

The people of the Cloud Heaven Dao Gate.

More than one person, at least ten Yuntian Dao Sect disciples flew up to the point platform and bowed towards He Chengyang.

It's a sight to behold.

"You're not slow to come." He Chengyang waved his hand, his gaze swept over everyone, and then his eyes narrowed.

"Where are the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The leading disciple raised his hand and handed over a piece of jade.

He Chengyang took the jade bi, swept his eyes, and sneered.

He looked down, his gaze falling on where Han Muye was standing.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect also dares to take away the power of my Yuntian Dao Sect?"

"I don't need to make a move, it should be my Yuntian Dao Gate, and no one can take it away."

He raised his hand and handed the jade bi to the ironclad man beside him, and said loudly: "Uncle Wu, please go to your uncle and ask him to go to the 9528 camp and get back the camp formation token." ”

"Also, what Han Muye is, let's arrest it together."

After saying that, he let out a long laugh, flicked his sleeves, and flew away.

"Liao Qingfeng, if you don't surrender, the fate of the Wuzheng Sword Sect will be the same as that of the Mitian Sword Sect."

From beginning to end, He Chengyang didn't look at Han Muye and the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect behind him.

In front of him, these people were not even qualified to look at it squarely.

"Master." Su Juesheng looked at Han Muye, his face slightly gloomy.

"I inquired, He Chengyang's uncle Yu Rongkai is the commander of Jiupin Town, and he led a hundred soldiers to serve in the battalion."

"He Chengyang has a background in the Immortal Dynasty, and it is said that this battle to conquer the heavens is to help his uncle get the opportunity to become the Zhentianwei."

The Yang Gongzi of Yuntian Daomen has the background of the Immortal Dynasty behind him, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

The others all looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye's face was calm, and he turned around and went to his camp.

Back in the camp, many people from the Yuntian Dao Sect had gathered together, and told and publicized that their Yang Gongzi wanted to collect military power.

Many of the practitioners from all walks of life who followed were hesitant.

Do you continue to follow the Mitian Sword Sect, or follow Yang Gongzi?

"Where is Han Muye?"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect's declaration of the camp is not in accordance with the rules, Han Muye will come with us."

Outside the camp, a group of soldiers dressed in black armor walked briskly.

Xu Zhichu and the others stood up, their faces tense.

"I'm Han Muye." Han Muye walked out of the tent, then turned around and handed Zhang Mingyuan the long sword at his waist.

"When I am away, you hold this sword and order me to be a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Long sword Lu Yue.

This is a sword representing Han Muye's identity.

Outsiders don't know that this is his real body. (End of chapter)