Wind Thunder City.

A young sword cultivator who had just entered the Nine Realms, dressed in brocade clothes and carrying a sword on his back.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes stared at the seven-character mantra that hung in the air with sword qi at the mountain gate.

Ten thousand winds and thunders send smoke and rain.

Wen Nian was a little worried.

It turned out that in the past twenty years, he had passed by the mountain gate many times, and he had never thought of this layer.

Wind and thunder send smoke and rain?

"Wen Shaoxia, this group of Qi Refiners in Canggeng Prefecture has been assembled, and we have to set off. A military general wearing Daxuan Xuanwu armor rode on a horse, carrying a spear, and urged Wen Nian in a loud voice.

Behind the military commander with a spear, there were thousands of people.

Half of the battlefield martial artists are the elite iron horsemen of the Daxuan Dynasty, and half of them are qi refiners, from the immortal sects on the major mountains of Canggeng Prefecture.

"Good. Wen Nian turned around with a smile and nodded in response.

Outside the mountain gate of Wind Thunder City, there is a fairy ferry.

At the edge of the ferry, there stood an old man in cloth, Gongsun Bo.

The old man casually lowered the steps so that the thousands of people below could board the Kunpeng ferry.

First the Qi Refiner boarded the ship, followed by the Battlefield Warrior.

Finally, there is the military general and the sword immortal Wen Nian.

After the young sword fairy in brocade clothes boarded the Kunpeng ferry, there was an old swordsmith under the boat, who slowly walked down the mountain gate to bid him farewell.

Wind Thunder City's Chief Sword Forger, Wen Yan.

Mo Canyue, the girl in pink, and Liu Miao, the old sword caster, stood on the left and right sides of the old swordsmith Wen Yan, waving to Wen Nian, who boarded the Kunpeng ferry.

"Senior Brother Wen, come back early!" the girl rarely let go of her reserve, and in front of so many people, she shouted to the young sword cultivator who was thinking about her.

"Wen Nian, be careful with my uncle, don't die too quickly, when I am among the martial artists of the Fallen Sea Realm, I will go to the Taoyao Prefecture Demon Cave to find you!" Liu Miao, who had been stuck at the peak of the Six Realms of Martial Arts for a long time, raised his fist at the young sword immortal.

The latter just smiled and nodded, without much words.

It's just that when Wen Nian's eyes finally stayed on the old swordsmith Wen Yan, he put away the smile on his face, his expression was solemn, and at the edge of the ferry, he waved towards Wen Yan from afar, and said to the old swordsmith in his heart: "Father, there is no need to worry about the child, it is just the next experience, and ······ The child is now distracted. ”

The old swordsmith also replied in his heart, "Go ahead." ”

There are no sensational tears, and there are no farewell proverbs.

The man's words are just an understatement.

The old swordsmith simply said "Go".

It's as if Wen Nian just went to drink tea and enjoy the scenery, instead of rushing thousands of miles to the Demon Suppression Tower.

Obviously, he has only just experienced half a year of returning to the sect, who knew that after entering the Nine Realms, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds, but troubles and responsibilities would also follow.

This time, the Taoyao Prefecture Demon Cave was lost, and the remaining eight states in Kyushu had to each send a part of the Qi Refiner and the Battlefield Martial Arts to support, and each state must elect a great monk above the Nine Realms to sit in the array.

Wind Thunder City, as the leader of Canggeng Prefecture, has an unshirkable responsibility.

And Wen Nian, as the mainstay of the younger generation in Wind Thunder City, has no reason to launch other junior brothers to go to the battlefield.

After all, even Yunxia Mountain, which is a woman from top to bottom, was personally led by Sect Master Tang Yin to Taoyao Prefecture this time.

In fact, with his importance to Wind Thunder City, if he insists on not going, Wind Thunder City can send a disciple of the Eight Realms, or the Seven Realms, anyway, a Canggeng Prefecture has already gone to Tang Yin, a female sword immortal from Yunxia Mountain in the Yan Kingdom, she is a Ten Realm Sword Immortal.

Although it is not yet known who the mountaintop monks from the other states in the world are who are the mountaintop monks who sit in the eye of the formation above the nine realms sent by each of them, but there is only one Tang Yin of the Ten Realms in Canggeng Prefecture, and he is the sword cultivator with the most lethal power among the qi refiners, and he has already overwhelmed the great monks of the states, and he is worthy of Fuyao the world.

Even the old sect master Mo Yan laughed and said that on the battlefield, it should be his kind of old bones to send him to death, so that a young man like Wen Nian can survive and shake the world There is hope.

However, Wen Nian wanted to go.

When he was the commander of the Daxuan Dynasty in the Roller Pass before, Wen Nian had dealt with some battlefield warriors of the Daxuan Dynasty, no matter how disdainful he was for the Daxuan Temple, but for the Daxuan Iron Horse, he still admired it quite a lot.

Therefore, in Wen Nian, he wanted to go, and he had a certain friendship with the battlefield of the Daxuan Dynasty, and his own realm was high enough, and he couldn't ask for it in Taoyao Prefecture.

There is no other way in Wind Thunder City.

Mo Yan, the old sect master, who had already rushed to Taoyao Prefecture, only sent a message from the flying sword to let him think clearly, and simply described how dangerous the demon cave was, how difficult the demon clan was to deal with, and how to die a life.

As for how to choose, the choice is in Wen Nian's hands.

Wen Nian made a choice, one that he would not regret.

After making a deep swipe at Wen Yan, the young sword immortal in brocade clothes slowly got up and nodded to the leader of the generals who was carrying a spear.

The latter slowly raised his right hand and said softly, "Let's go." ”

A Kunpeng ferry, slowly rising and soaring.

In the Listening Wind Pavilion, the military general from the Daxuan Dynasty put aside the silver spear in his hand. Sitting on the stone chair, crossing Erlang's legs, sipping melon seeds with a relaxed expression.

The young sword immortal stood aside and asked, "General Yunfei is so Yaxing?"

Wen Nian also thought that the two of them would discuss tactics in this Wind Listening Pavilion, such as when the Qi Refiners would enter and how the martial artists should arrange their troops.

As a Nine Realms Sword Immortal sitting in the array, when should he make the most appropriate move.

What are the number of Qi Refiners from the rest of the states who rushed to Taoyao Prefecture to support, and who are the mountaintop monks who are sitting in the Eye of the Array?

He didn't know anything.

The weakest defensive position of the Demon Cave, the offensive floor where our side needs the most support, the battle damage on the front line, the number of enemy troops, and so on, there is not even a word to mention.

And at this moment, the military general sent by Da Xuan to guide Canggeng Prefecture to support the Taoyao Prefecture Demon Cave was actually just in front of him, and he was extremely comfortable with melon seeds?

The general smiled, grabbed another handful of melon seeds, and asked, "Are you either?"

Wen Nian frowned, obviously displeased, "The general relied on this leisure to get a reputation for winning perennials?"

This time, I didn't even call him by name, obviously I had already drawn a line with him.

slandered the young man in front of him like this, but the military general didn't care at all, shook his head and said, "Really, you don't need any tactics." ”

He glanced at the silver spear beside him, his eyes dim.

There is no need for any tactics, because what is said is also in vain.

Wen Nian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and did not restrain the momentum of the sword immortal, and in a pavilion listening to the wind, a strong wind suddenly blew, blowing all the fairy melons and fruits on the stone table out of the pavilion and scattering clouds.

The young sword immortal in brocade clothes had fluttering sleeves and his hair dancing wildly, but the martial general in front of him who was clearly only a martial artist of the Seven Realms did not move at all, and his face did not change. Still looking relaxed, Erlang's legs were crossed, and he sat aside.

Wen Nian said angrily: "When did the iron cavalry of the Great Xuan Dynasty become so stubborn? I really can't believe it, you are actually the strongest secular dynasty in Canggeng Prefecture? How can you be so childish in the battle that needs to support each other in Kyushu? What do you do with the four victorious things? On the battlefield, if everyone is as light as you, what is it that you are not sent to death? No wonder you can only be a person under the mountain, and you cannot become a person from the mountain. It's better to go home and farm early!"

It seemed that he had never said so many words in one breath, and even less had such a gaffe.

Yun Fei stood up, pointed at the young sword immortal and said, "That's a good point. You're not wrong about sending you to death. Because, we're really going to die. The reason why I say that there is no need for tactics is because there is no point in any tactics, really, no matter how we fight, we will all die. Oh, you are a sword immortal, a mountain man, your life will be more expensive than our gold, I can't say that the mausoleum keeper will be willing to save your life for the sake of passing on the torch of bullshit. ”

Wen Nian was stunned, calmed down a little, and asked, "What do you mean that we are going to die?"

The general lowered his legs, stood up, and looked at the clouds.

When the Kunpeng ferry was moving at full speed, those clouds were like mountains and rivers descending from the mountains.

The scenery around you will change constantly.

Yun Fei said gloomily: "I have experienced a battle of victory, sixteen years ago, in the Worship Sword Pavilion. ”

Hearing this, Wen Nian was stunned, and his momentum was dispersed, his hair and sleeves slowly fell, and his brows stretched slightly.

In the world of Fuyao, you have experienced the battle of overwhelming victory, then it is worthy of respect, whether you are a person from the mountain or a person from the mountain, and whether you have made military achievements.

As long as you dare to go, it is already quite a great thing.

Not to mention the glorious lintel, but at least let the neighbors, friends, relatives and friends look up to you.

Participating in a battle of overwhelming victory is more glorious and more dangerous than throwing yourself into the battlefield when a secular dynasty is conscripted.

Because if you go, most of them won't come back.

The general, named Yunfei and nicknamed General Chang Sheng, continued without being shocked: "When I went there, there were 30,000 iron horsemen, and at the end of the battle, less than 3,000 survived, and those with sound limbs were ······ Not even three hundred. ”

The young sword cultivator in brocade clothes stood in a daze, staring at the military general motionlessly.

Yun Fei said slowly: "You haven't experienced the battle of overwhelming victory, so naturally you don't know the danger, and the four overwhelming things in the world are the passage to the four other worlds."

There are a total of eighteen layers in the netherworld, one layer is more dangerous than the other, the charm is ghostly, the fierce gods and evil spirits are all in it, and they are overwhelmed by the jagged temple in the west of the world, and the mausoleum keeper Ananda;

In the world of Moluo, monsters are rampant, all of them are transformed by the hearts and demons of the world, and they are the ugliest end of the world.

Blurred from the world, all over the evil sect and sinners who were expelled from the world, they migrated here, intending to make a comeback, and were defeated by the smoke and rain building in the north of the world, and the mausoleum keepers were rouge;

The demon is desolate in the world, the monster spirit born between heaven and earth, a demon qi is condensed in the sea of knowledge, and the aura of the qi refiner is the opposite, it is for the perverse act, the yin and yang are reversed, and they are defeated by the sword pavilion in the south of the world, and the sword slave of the tomb guard. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Fei paused and continued: "Your so-called people from the mountain and people from the mountain are no different in the battle of victory. Whether it is a qi refiner or a martial artist, as long as he goes to the four victorious things, he will only be sent to death. What bullshit formations, tactics, don't work. ”

Looking at Wen Nian's puzzled expression, Yun Fei smiled and said: "The great monks on both sides have a Dao method, and the sword immortals on the top of the mountain have a wisp of sword qi, and those on the ground, whether they are human or alien, are all dead." Not only are the people who help the world go to the battlefield to die, but the demons and demons of the other four worlds are also here to die. ”

Wen Nian's face finally improved, and he felt that he had wrongly blamed Yun Fei for being indiscriminate before. After thinking about it, he still took off the sword glove hidden in his waist and asked Yunfei: "Do you want wine?"

The latter waved his hand, "The military order is like a mountain, and I dare not drink." ”

"Just ······ It's reckless, and you shouldn't be disrespectful. The young sword immortal spoke sincerely, facing Yun Fei, clenching his fists and apologizing.

The military general laughed heartily, "Manly man, if there is anything that should not be done, you can say whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, as long as it does not violate the righteousness of the family and country, you can do anything!"

In this regard, Wen Nian did not dare to agree, but he did not argue with Yun Fei about such an inconsequential matter, but asked with a rather serious expression: "Dare to ask General Yun Fei, then this time the Demon Suppression Tower is lost?"

Yun Fei shook his head, "If one of the four victorious things is lost, then don't say that one Taoyao Prefecture, the entire Fuyao World will probably be full of holes and devastation." This time it was the loss of a demon cave in Taoyao Prefecture that had entered the Demon Suppression Tower, how to say it. If you compare a demon suppression tower to a wine gourd in your hand, and the wine is a monster, then that demon cave is like a wine gourd with a hole, and the wine inside, that is, the monster, is constantly leaking outward. ”

Wen Nian understood.

Then this so-called attack and defense of the demon cave is actually far from the real battle of victory, which is nothing more than the need to plug the hole.

It's just ······ From the tone of the victorious general in front of him, it seems that if you want to plug this hole, you will have to pay a lot of price.

The military general from the Great Xuan Dynasty glanced at Wen Nian and said, "I'm a straight talker, but I can only talk about things. If you think I have any doubts about saying that we are going to die, that's normal, and you'll know when you go. ”

The young sword fairy in a black robe stopped talking, nodded, and pressed his index finger and middle finger against the center of his eyebrows, and a slender flying sword suddenly flew out and entered his hidden sword glove.

The sword immortal began to hide the natal flying sword in the Tibetan sword glove, and warmed the flying sword, which was to prepare for the big war in advance.

It's like a qi refiner to recuperate and recuperate, waiting for the time to move.

Yun Fei smiled without saying a word, and took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve, "Now, do you want to?"

The young sword immortal who did not smile, after hesitating for a moment, still stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the palm of the senior who could survive a crushing battle in front of him, and learned from the victorious general from the Daxuan Dynasty in a good way, and swallowed the melon seeds one by one.

The military general laughed, and said thoughtlessly: "Please go to death together, worthy of supporting the world." ”