The bright sun slowly climbed to the top of the mountain, spreading light to every corner of the world, and this is also a signal for all the people to start working.

Of course, the people of Jiacheng do not need to go out to work, because it has been hoarded by hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and the vast field outside the city is also occupied by more than 200,000 Wusizang troops wearing coarse cloth and leather armor.

Originally, this place was a fertile field.

The general army camp is in the city, but the front army camp is outside the city, and the left army and the right army form horns against each other, leaning on the city with their backs, and setting up this boundless camp.

In the camp of the former army, a solemn momentum condensed and did not disperse, and in addition to the heaviness in the air, there was also a faint smell of blood, which belonged to the wounded soldiers, and more to the dead soldiers.

Although these are living people, they are as small as ants on the battlefield.

In the military camp, Chen Daci just said a few words, roughly to stimulate morale, a large part of which was the court's reward for participating in the war, and more for killing the enemy, which made many people roll their eyes.

However, it is not easy for everyone who has achieved a small success, and such a person is the most difficult, because everyone has more or less hole cards, and it is good to hurt people at the same level, and it is a luxury to destroy the enemy.

Then, Chen Daci retreated, as if to arrange the troops, and the old man who had been silent also stepped forward, and his indifferent gaze swept over everyone.

This kind of movement shocked the more than 200 foundation building monks, obviously it was just an ordinary glance, but it seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making any of their careful thoughts disappear invisibly.

"Most of you present are people from the seven factions in Shuzhong, and your performance here represents the performance of your sect, so don't discredit your sect, work hard!"

"Yes, Ninth Elder!"

Seeing that many people were ashamed of the few words spoken by the old man, Yuan Cheng couldn't help but praise in his heart, he was worthy of being an old monster who had practiced for many years, and he was a thief!

However, Yuan Cheng didn't know why almost everyone called him Nine Elders.

Seeing this, Wang Lang quietly moved to Yuan Cheng's side and said in a low voice:

"This is the Nine Elders of the Qingcheng Sect, one of the seven factions in Shuzhong, and he is the Yuanying master who broke through the Golden Pill and refined the Yang God!"

Hearing this, Yuan Cheng nodded, he had also heard the words of the seven factions in Shuzhong, but it was the first time he had seen someone from the Qingcheng faction, and it was actually an elder who came, and it was really amazing!

I just don't know what kind of cultivation the head of the Qingcheng faction is, Yuan Cheng thought so.

The Nine Elders had no intention of glancing at this side, and continued to speak:

"General Chen's words before were just on behalf of the imperial court, all the meritorious people, the meritorious deeds, back to the sect, there will be another heavy reward, people who are loose cultivators, go to the Qingcheng faction mountain gate, can also be exchanged for many rewards. ”

Hearing this, not only the people of many sects, but even Yuan Cheng was surprised, these sects were really willing to cooperate, and there were such rewards for resisting the enemy, including him Yuan Cheng and other loose cultivators.

"Thank you, Elder Nine!"

Then, the Nine Elders stepped back, and a late stage Jindan master stepped forward and said in a loud voice:

"The road to cultivating immortals is long, there are many beautiful things along the way, for all this, in order not to be broken in Shuzhong, work hard!"

Everyone shouted in unison, they all got up and separated, letting more than 20 Jindan masters in front, and then a full 300 monks walked towards the outside of the barracks, Yuan Cheng and the two were isolated by other teams, and were squeezed to the end, Wang Lang's body trembled, but Yuan Cheng did not react.

Outside, Chen Daci had already prepared a sumptuous and aura meal for Yuan Cheng and the others to enjoy.

There are also military camps in the distance that have begun to eat, but compared to the abundance of Yuan Gong and others, these people are much simpler, and the black-faced steamed buns are not enough.

At this time, the difference between monks and mortals is infinitely magnified, even if it is immediate, they are all the same, and they will have to fight cruelly.

After finishing the meal, Yuan Cheng and the others still had time to digest the meal, but the army outside began to organize the whole team and lecture, the drums were beating, the trumpets were repeated, and they didn't seem irritable at all, but it made people feel a sense of excitement surging up their blood when they listened to it.

Here, the individual is infinitely refined, the team and the legion are a whole, looking at the whole training army, Yuan Cheng is infinitely emotional, scholarly spirit, sour and rotten Confucianism, how can there be guidance for the country, and the bloody battlefield is happy?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Outside the camp, the dense drums have sounded on the opposite side, Chen Daci knew that this was the opposite side of the challenge, he looked at the army behind him, mainly staying on the side of the three hundred masters, because he knew that the victory or defeat on the battlefield depended on these three hundred people!

"Drum up, blow the trumpet, strike!"

Then, the rumbling drums sounded like a rilape, and as soon as the trumpets sounded, the army shouted in unison, and the momentum was surging, and they stepped out.

After 10,000 elite soldiers, there are 300 masters such as Yuan Cheng, although there are no less than 30,000 people every time they attack, but the real battle is only the 10,000 elites in front, and there are 300 masters.

This time, unlike watching the battle from a distance, Yuan Cheng, who was in the front, could almost feel the surging battle intent of the opponent's army, and the innate savagery made him very surprised, no wonder, although the abandonment of the sect did not have the benefit of Tang weapons, there was this tiger and wolf soldier, otherwise he would not dare to shake the strong Tang Mountain.

Drink!

With a loud roar, 10,000 elites stepped out steadily under Chen Daci's order, facing the opponent's horse infantry barbarians, and then, Yuan Cheng's three hundred people were exposed.

On the battlefield, Xiao Feng was trembling, Jin Ge Iron Horse, roaring horses, all of this was in front of Yuan Cheng, it was all so real, so tragic!

"Soft Tang monk, dare to fight?"

The two armies collided, but Yuan Cheng hadn't moved yet, and the master on the opposite side roared arrogantly.

"Don't be crazy, the old man will meet you!"

"One-eyed thief, try the uncle's knife again!"

Then, among the many roars, many Jindan masters fought in one place, all of them were old opponents, and they were evenly matched when they collided in one place, and the key was still on the more than two hundred foundation building monks.

"Hehe, hello everyone, we met again, did you miss the master?"

Sure enough, the young man came again, and beside him, it was still the same Chananti, who looked at the two hundred monks as indifferently as if he had seen a little sheep.

As soon as they saw the Jindan master, many people flinched, and their previous ambitions turned into ashes at this moment, and the surging battle intent was no match for Chananti's eyes.

"Hmph, Chananti, you know that with the junior, your opponent today is the old man!"

But at this moment, a gray-robed man suddenly rushed out of the Zhuji monks, he looked like a young man, but his voice was old and majestic, obviously, this was another countermeasure of the Tang Army.

Seeing that Chananti was led and beaten elsewhere, many monks were stunned for a moment, and then came back to their senses, all of them looked at the young man with bad intentions, sharpening their knives, and the coldness in their eyes was self-evident.

can be protected by a master of Jindan, he is definitely an important person on the other side, and killing him is much more effective than killing ordinary people.

"Kill!"

At this time, the master of Wusi Zang's foundation cultivation made a move, one-on-one to find the opponent, and in the face of the siege of the team here, the other party couldn't cope for a while, and two people were injured and fled soon.

Seeing this, the Tang monk was even more excited, shame, just recently!

Yuan Cheng and the two were in the end, and it was two mid-foundation monks who rushed towards them, and they didn't know who was trapping them.

Seeing this, Wang Lang's face immediately turned pale, and he looked at Yuan Cheng next to him again and again, but found that the other party was a head shorter than himself, and his heart was even more desperate.

The young man was still hesitating to go back at first, but he found that he was overwhelmed by this catch and fight, which made him laugh again after being shocked, although his cultivation was only in the late stage, it was impossible to win in the face of many people present, but he was extraordinary, and it was easy.

Soon, he locked on the target again, which was the two Yuan Gong who looked the weakest on the field.

Besides, Yuan Cheng, seeing the two of them rushing towards with a sneer, and found that there was a person behind him quietly approaching, he gently pushed Wang Lang to the side and rushed up.

Immediately, the figure flashed, and Yuan Cheng erupted violently, extremely violent, and the momentum of the collision was unmatched.

Swish!

Yuan Cheng suddenly became powerful, and the two of them were startled, and quickly paused, and screamed:

"It's not good, it's a fraud!"

However, Yuan Cheng was faster, and when he was still three feet away from the two, he suddenly drew his knife and rushed forward.

Whew!

With two soft sounds, Yuan Cheng passed between the two, and the two people behind him still maintained their previous appearance, full of horror, but a red line slowly appeared between their necks.

Yuan Cheng, who rushed forward, did not slow down, and happened to meet the young man who rushed over and was about to make a move, seeing this person, Yuan Cheng smiled kindly, and said:

"Wu Gongzi, long time no see!"

He had already recognized Wu Yue, but he had never come up, just for this moment.

"Yuan, Yuan......"

"Yes, it's me, Wu Yue, our hatred, shouldn't it be settled?"

Seeing that it was really Yuan Cheng, Wu Yue's seven souls lost six souls, only to feel that the smile was as terrifying as a nightmare, and his words became trembling:

"What's that, Yuan Gong, this son, no, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yue suddenly sprinkled a handful of white ash at Yuan Cheng, and immediately the entire surroundings were shrouded in thick white smoke, and Wu Yue took this opportunity to hurriedly flee.

Who knows, Yuan Cheng had already expected it, covering his face with one hand, his aura was shocked, his right foot stepped on, his body rushed out like a cannonball, the figure flashed, and in an instant, through the thick smoke, the fire phoenix in his hand shot again.

Oh!

Then he heard a wolf-like roar, and the fire phoenix long knife flashed, and instantly stabbed out, like a long dragon, a few flew up, and crashed straight towards Wu Yue.

Shhh

There was a cracking sound, and Wu Yue's forward movement did not stop, but when he rushed forward for a few meters, the upper half of his body suddenly slipped off, and the lower half of his body moved forward a few feet before he fell down weakly, squirting out scarlet plasma.

Hiss!

Suddenly, cold convulsions came from all sides, and at this time, the monks who turned Yuan Cheng away realized that this young man who didn't look very old was the real hidden master!

"Childe, ah, boy, I'm going to kill you!"

But it was Chananti who found out that Wu Yue had been killed, and was furious, and endured being stabbed in the back by his opponent, and rushed towards Yuan Cheng.

Looking at this hideous person, Yuan Cheng was not afraid, but was full of fighting spirit, and the fire phoenix slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes locked on Chananti.

I haven't faced a Jindan master before, today, I'll take you under the knife!