When Yan Nu was feasting, he also found a fierce artistic conception in his heart.

It's a straight spear, and it's cold.

This feeling is wonderful, because it already exists in the space of inner imagination, and it is not the so-called knowledge of the sea.

Zhihai is the secret realm of the Mud Pill Palace, and it is a real space. Deep down, it's the 'emptiness' of anyone who closes their eyes and recalls their thoughts.

In order to visualize something in people's minds, they often have to think very deliberately, and it is difficult to think concretely.

Even if the mind is slightly confused, it will be distracted, and the things imagined cannot be stable and unchanging.

But at this moment, the gun intent in my heart is very clear and condensed.

The sharpness of the spear head, the fluttering of the red tassel, and the texture of the long rod...... It's all in detail.

Whether you have your eyes open or closed, you can feel the gun.

Yan Nu tried to touch his mind, and the gun in his heart was like a finger, fiddling in various forms, wielding all kinds of moves, as long as he could think of it.

Even from the inside, a wave of energy was emitted, making it majestic and cold.

"It's fun." Yan Nu originally thought it was interesting.

But when he tried to send this thing out, he immediately received all kinds of strong emotions and emotions from the gun.

It was a charge, a desperate effort, and a desire to sacrifice one's life and forget about death.

"Don't stop me!"

Yan Nu, who originally just wanted to eat, at this moment, the mood was instantly in place!

He scrambled to his feet, and the terrifying gunfire shot back.

Originally, Chang Ziyun saw that Yan Nu was under his own gun, his face did not change, and he admired it very much in his heart, so he tried to come here if he thought about it.

But as soon as he recovered the gun intent, he found that Yan Nu had a gun intent to fight back.

And it is sharp and indomitable.

"Huh? Do you want to fight directly with my artistic conception? ”

"Good! As you wish! ”

Chang Ziyun's momentum changed in an instant, and he stopped dancing the gun, and stood directly in the middle of the field, with the spear beside him!

The gun spirit honed by 30 years of battlefield career, go all out.

Artistic conception is a kind of spiritual energy, which is also divided into different frequencies, and the effects are different depending on the frequency.

Before, he had been an impact, not an abrasion.

It's like pressing someone with a gun, instead of stabbing someone to death.

At this moment, he attacked and killed with gun intent, similar to Zhang Suwen slashing with sword intent.

"Groan!"

In an instant, two indomitable guns rushed together,-for-tat!

The spiritual energy that escaped made the scalps of the people around him tingle and their hairs stood up.

In a trance, everyone could hear the sharp whistling of spears piercing the air, and there was a fear of being pierced by a shot.

People who don't have an artistic conception can't see the artistic conception, but the brain will be affected and mobilize people's emotions.

"It's so strong!"

"And this artistic conception is unstoppable......"

"Haha, it seems, this son looks like me!"

Chang Ziyun felt great pressure, and gradually became a little weak, but he was very happy in his heart!

This is a feeling of meeting an opponent in chess and a bosom friend.

He is a pure general, and he has developed a courageous spirit when he charges into battle, which shapes his gun intent.

And Yan Nu's gun intent turned out to be the same, which shows that he also has a brave heart.

The artistic conception is the most reflective of a person's temperament, and Chang Ziyun is the most disdainful of a lazy artistic conception like Zhang Suwen.

And Yan Nu's gun intent is too appetizing!

But if you like it, Chang Ziyun soon found that she would not be able to win the Yan slave.

"The original artistic conception is to condense strong emotions into entities?"

While Yan Nu bloomed with an indomitable momentum, his consciousness remained sober.

After all, he didn't really charge into battle, forgetting to die, but he merged into this artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception can be retracted freely, allowing people to enter a state of high emotions at any time.

It's like a package that contains your own mind, and when you open it when you need it, you can instantly change your temperament, and your mind will rise to the peak of emotions stored in the past.

Yan Nu felt that this gun intent was very suitable for him, and then slowly groped for something.

That is spiritual power, which can supplement the consumption of artistic conception.

This power is different from the 'Spell Thunderbolt' and the 'Electrolytic Thunder', although they both store the power given to him by others, but the latter two have no way to supplement them other than refreshing.

After all, one is spell generation, and the other is supernatural creation.

But the artistic conception is different, Yan Nu fuses his thoughts into it, and he can transform it by directly consuming his soul.

This kind of recovery method, for ordinary martial artists, is self-harming, and it is difficult to raise the damaged soul, and only a decisive outbreak will do so.

But Yan Nu is not afraid, and he has a lot of spiritual power, which is comparable to the period of calamity.

"Poof!" Chang Ziyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His gun intent was finally exhausted, his spirit was extremely sluggish, his blood was boiling, and his head was dizzy.

Under the pressure, the true qi was released, and the gun was waved to block the remaining artistic conception, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"General!"

General Wenchen's face changed drastically, and he got up anxiously.

"Bold!" A brocade-clothed young man glared at the Yan slave and drew his sword.

Suddenly, many guards stepped forward, and their weapons were pointed directly at Yan Nu.

Even farther away, when the soldiers saw the general being sent flying, they spontaneously assembled in formation, and soon there were thousands of them.

"Big brother, let's see how my uncle is first!" Chang Dingwen's face also changed, and he immediately stood in front of Yan Nu.

When the young man saw Chang Dingwen say this, he immediately swallowed back the order he was about to give, and turned around to support Chang Ziyun with the final general.

"Uncle, how are you?"

"Hahaha!" Chang Ziyun stood up and pushed everyone away, not caring about his injuries.

He puffed out two mouthfuls of blood foam from between his teeth, spit it out casually, and walked to Yan Nu and Chang Dingwen with a gun on his shoulder.

"I practiced martial arts at the age of five, practiced guns at the age of ten, joined the army at the age of thirteen, rushed through the customs at the age of twenty, and penetrated the spirit of heaven at the age of thirty, and became famous in Qingzhou."

"Half a horse, more than 20 battles, high spirits...... I didn't expect to lose to you today as a teenager who didn't reach the weak crown. ”

"It's really someone outside the human world, and the future is terrifying......"

Chang Ziyun not only did not feel embarrassed, but was ecstatic.

"Jiang Yannu!" He pressed his hands on Yan Nu's shoulders: "When there is chaos today, it is the time for my generation of warriors to come forward, are you willing to make contributions with me?" ”

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu shook his head: "I'm not here to make a contribution." ”

Everyone was shocked, and Chang Ziyun was stunned.

However, Yan Nu then said, "I'm here to fight the Bald Clan." ”

Chang Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "That's right!" The Bald Clan is tyrannical, and we should fight for the country and kill Hu Po. ”

"My brother died in battle before Jishui, and entrusted Gaomi City to me. I once folded my sword and swore that I would keep the high secret and sweep away the barbarians. ”

"Now I have gathered people with lofty ideals from all over the world to fight to the death against the Bald Clan."

"With someone as big as you joining, it's really like a tiger with wings, and the recovery of the lost land is just around the corner."

As he spoke, he picked up a jar of wine and handed it to Yan Nu.

"Come on! Dry this jar of wine! From now on, you will be my brother Chang Ziyun. ”

The corners of Chang Dingwen's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart that this is not bad?

But his uncle didn't care, he just picked up another jar by himself, and drank tons and tons.

Seeing this, Yan Nu was not polite, and poured wine like drinking water.

When Chang Ziyun put down the wine jar, he found that Yan Nu had already finished drinking it first, and his face did not change.

"It's so refreshing!" Chang Ziyun laughed happily.

The rest of the generals also laughed, but only a few people's faces changed.

The eldest prince whispered behind Chang Ziyun: "Uncle, I have already said that the fish scale island is a real person, if he comes here, he will know......"

"Let's talk about it later!" Chang Ziyun waved his hand and directly interrupted his eldest nephew.

Even this raised his hand backwards, and lifted him back a few steps, almost falling.

Chang Ziyun held a jar of wine again, and strode back to the upper seat: "Brother Jiang, I don't care what you did before, but since you came here to kill thieves, you are our brothers who fight side by side." ”

"The generals will raise their glasses and wash the dust for my brother Jiang."

He has a very high prestige in the army, and he is also a high-density Taishou, and he is the contemporary head of the Chang family.

At this moment, he suppressed all his dissatisfaction, but he also kept his mouth shut about how to arrange Yan Nu.

After all, it is better to discuss the specific position behind the scenes before making it public, so as not to have someone oppose it on the spot and everyone will make a fuss.

In this way, the feast lasted until nightfall, and the Yan slave ate and drank with them, and got to know many people.

These people are very bold and straightforward, and he likes it very much.

In turn, these people also saw the temperament of Yan Nu, and as a master, they did not have the arrogance of the people who swallowed the heavens, so they poured him with wine.

But no matter who toasted him, he could kill it in one go, and countless people fought in wheels, and Yan Nu drank a group of generals instead.

Seeing this, Chang Ziyun gave Chang Dingwen a look, and announced that he was gone.

Then he went to relieve himself first, forced out the wine, and returned to the big tent to sit down as usual.

After a while, Chang Dingwen led Yan Nu and the others in.

"Miao Han has seen Uncle Chang."

Chang Ziyun smiled: "You're welcome, you are Zhu Fangzhi's eldest daughter?" It's really bold, I didn't expect that the most powerful person in the Zhu family is a woman. ”

Miao Han was just pretending to be a man in front of others, and of course Chang Ziyun had to know her true identity.

At this moment, it was quite unkind to speak, as if he didn't take the Zhu family seriously.

Miao Han was also very helpless, he knew that if Chang Ziyun didn't want to fight the civil war, he was afraid that he would have beaten Anqiu first.

The crowd didn't say hello for long, and quickly went straight to the point.

Chang Dingwen invited Jiang and Zhu to the others, plus some of the guests invited before, and they could take charge of themselves and share some important duties.

However, after hearing that Chang Dingwen wanted to lead an army alone and defend a place, Chang Ziyun's eyes narrowed, and instead asked Yan Nu's opinion.

Yan Nu was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "I just want to know, when will I be able to beat the bald hair clan?" ”

The corners of Chang Ziyun's mouth curled: "Brother Jiang is eager enough, do you want to take the initiative to attack the Bald Clan?" ”

"Can't you?" Yan Nu asked rhetorically.

Chang Ziyun raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the map: "Do you know where the Bald Clan's army is?" ”

"I don't know." Yan Nu shook his head.

"Hehe, I don't know." Chang Ziyun smiled bitterly, and his fingers swiped along the northern part of the Gaomi border.

"All the people of the bald clan are soldiers, coming and going like the wind. When Chang Yang Zhenren was there, we could still probe the main position, and now we ...... The movement of the bald family has been completely lost. ”

"The only thing I know is that the Bald Hair Clan is divided into three parts, the first part is that the Bald Tree Function is personally commanded, and it is operating in the northern area of Gaomi, there are 20,000 people, and they may attack us at any time."

"The second part is his eldest son, the bald witch wolf, leading five thousand cavalry, specifically responsible for escorting something, it is said that most of the looted property will be sent to the bald witch wolf, and the last movement we know is in Yimeng Mountain."

"There is also a part, the second son is bald and broken, don't look at his name is vicious, in fact, this son is familiar with the scriptures and history, loves the Central Plains culture, it is said that he never slaughtered the city, and also recruited and reused scholars to govern the city he fell."

"So in addition to 5,000 Hu Man, he also has nearly 100,000 defeated generals and lackeys in the Central Plains to serve him."

"Now that the bald hair is gone, it is going all the way to the east, and it is bound to occupy the entire Jiaodong, and it may have reached the seaside......"

Yan Nu was curious: "What about the bald Ark?" ”

Chang Ziyun shook his head: "This son is the only amazing martial artist of the Bald Hair Clan, but he is just a child born of a slave and has no power. ”

"The Bald Clan will only be sent out when the army is blocked."

"Now it's either his father or his eldest brother......"

Speaking of this, Chang Ziyun took a deep breath: "I experienced the Battle of Jishui, and when I saw this person, I felt that he was as strong as a monster. ”

"Although it is also a four-element quenching body, whether it is physique or skill, it is completely beyond the scope of mortals, his sword qi seems to have ten thousand years of skill, and his sword intent is even more suppressive of the audience, five miles away, it makes me tremble."

"Chang Yang Zhenren said that he is a rebel, and he can only wait for the Immortal Sect to deal with it, before that, I really want to deal with this person, and I can only escape."

At this moment, Chang Ziyun revealed a sense of vulnerability.

At the beginning, the army of 200,000 was killed by Bald Ark alone, and 100,000 were killed. This person is already famous in the cultivation world, so naturally some immortals have gone to find him.

But soon after, he still appeared in Taishan County, killed three amazing warriors, and lived well.

"Alas, it's been a month and a half since the bald Yak first fought, and I don't know if the bald Yak has been removed by the Immortal Family."

"As long as he's alive, there's no way we're going to defeat the Bald Clan."

"Therefore, if we want to take the initiative to attack the Bald Clan, we have to wait for news from the cultivation world first."

Yan Nu and Miao Han glanced at each other, and the bald Ark was indeed a rebel.

This is very unusual, after a month and a half, the cultivation world can't do anything about him?

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