After spending decades at the Biluo border, Nanshan Mu saw Wenren Cangyue rising from the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses step by step. He knew very well that in addition to his own cultivation, what had happened to Wenren Cangyue and the ghost military advisor in these years?

How many forces have been attracted.(,)

Wenren Cang Yue is a true hero.

The ghost strategist is also a real hero.

Not to mention anything else, Guang Lun just spent twenty years building a Sirius Guard that was powerful enough to rival the Dragon Snake Black Flag Army, which was beyond the reach of the previous General Zhenxi.

Nanshan Mu is not the kind of civil servant that Chaoshang would only throw rocks into wells when disaster strikes. If given a chance to compete, he would certainly compete with Wen Ren Cang Yue. However, it is precisely because he knows Wen Ren too well

Cang Yue's extremely ruthless way of doing things and the strength of him and the practitioners under him, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't win, he decided to do a few things that he wanted to do in his life but had not done yet, and then went there safely.

die.

Who dares to challenge the majesty of General Wenren within the two thousand miles of the Biluo Border Army?

In the distant pavilion, there was a faint sound of pipa. I don't know who started to play a song called "General's Journey". The low sound of the piano was like soldiers and horses passing through in the flow of time.

The sound of a weapon cutting through the blood could be heard clearly.

The ghost military advisor narrowed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. The loose hair covered most of his face, and his expression could not be seen in the darkening sky.

He stopped questioning Nanshan Mu, because he could see that Nanshan Mu's shock at this moment was real. In other words, this incident probably had nothing to do with Nanshan Mu.

…

Smoke from cooking pots curled up in the distance, and the faint sound of pipa played into an ordinary bungalow in a deep alley.

Cheng Xiangyi stood on the mud floor of this ordinary bungalow.

This military cultivator was wearing a star-white gown, with his hair tied up in a "Wangxian" style that is very popular among Zhongzhou cultivators.

The scabbard of the four-foot dagger in his left hand is made of gold inlaid with white jade, and the hilt is made of delicate ivory. It looks gorgeous and delicate, completely like a work of art, not like a killing tool.

However, in the hands of this elegant swordsman, with the "inch awn" sword made of unique "tianmang fine gold" on the tip of the sword, countless opponents have fallen.

He was born in Tianhe College outside the three colleges of Yunqin. He joined the army for thirteen years, which is when he sharpened his sword to its sharpest point.

Although he had smelled the strong smell of blood and felt that there was an enemy walking through this deep alley like a giant python, he still stood motionless in the dark bungalow.

Because his mission is only to guard this place, he knows very well that the reason why General Wenren is so powerful is because he has countless practitioners like him under his command... and his orders are as iron as a mountain, and any practitioner will follow him unconditionally.

Orders will not be taken without taking a single step.

Yun Qin Chongwu and the military don't know how many powerful people there are, and how many behind-the-scenes groups there are. Most of them have studied why Wenren Cangyue is so powerful, and the conclusions they come to are usually the same, which are very simple...

For any dangerous mission, those who listen to Cang Yue will be able to gain glory and rewards when they are alive. They can also feel at ease when they die. All funeral arrangements, relatives and friends can be arranged without worries.

Although this is a simple method, few people can learn it. That is because there are few people who know how to use people as well as Wenren Cangyue, and can win over so many powerful practitioners to follow. No one has Wenren Cangyue and Ghost.

Just like a military strategist, you can gain so much military exploits and glory and share them with your subordinates.

…

"Snapped!"

The mud wall behind Cheng Xiangyi suddenly cracked like a piece of paper.

This mud bungalow, which was not very strong, groaned like an old woman. It lost the support of one wall and seemed to be about to collapse, burying the swordsman in a star-white gown.

But the expression on his face was as calm as water, unaffected by the flying mud and the thick ash pouring from the roof at this moment. Even his breathing rate was not disturbed.

His whole body turned around at an unimaginable speed. His left thumb instantly gathered all the power of his left arm's soul power, and he scratched it upwards, hitting the calyx of the sword. The blade of the sword flashed with cold light in an instant at an astonishing speed.

The sword flew out of the scabbard, and his right hand rested on the hilt of the sword with a flowing movement. All the strength in his body was concentrated on his right hand, making the beautiful dagger, which was only four feet long, speed up sharply again.

As he turned around, there was a violent sound breaking through the air, turning into a bright Milky Way, and the sword energy brought by it instantly blew away the ashes behind him.

This is extremely difficult for Tianhe Academy to master, and if you miss it by even one point, you will become clumsy. However, it is also the most powerful Tianhe Killing Slash.

In the past thirteen years of hard work, Cheng Xiangyi has perfected this attack.

It wasn't until the blow came out that he saw clearly that the person who broke through the wall was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in blue with empty hands, wearing a pair of incongruous purple embroidered shoes.

He was stunned in his heart and his eyes were slightly stagnant, but the sword in his hand did not stop at all, shining like a ray of light towards the girl in green who did not know her identity.

The girl in green had a slight dampness on her temples and was sweating a little. Facing this merciless sword, she just stretched out her hand towards the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword was condensed in her hand, less than an inch away from the palm of her hand, but it was held up by the thin air that was compressed to the extreme and could not penetrate.

The star-white robe behind Cheng Xiangyi split instantly and turned into pieces of flying silk.

The muscles all over his body were bulging and squirming, causing his clothes to burst instantly. However, the tip of his sword was still frozen in the air, unable to move forward.

This is a mysterious and unspeakable war between practitioners.

A helpless and miserable look suddenly appeared on Cheng Xiangyi's face.

In this flash of lightning, he was still alive, but it was very clear in his mind that he was destined to die.

The opponent's burst of soul power was enough to block his attack with the soul weapon "Cun Mang", which could break heavy armor. His cultivation level was probably at least the top-level Grand Master, and he might even have crossed a level that was still far away for him.

The rank of Grand Imperial Master.

It is impossible for such an opponent to give him any chance to change his moves, and the power he possesses cannot be what he can withstand.

"Where are those people from the Divine Arrow Camp and the Star Reaching Camp?"

At the moment when he finally knew that death was coming, the swordsman who walked out of Tianhe was just deeply puzzled. He didn't know who the other party was, how many enemies were coming, or who were scattered in the nearby high pavilion with arrows.

The cultivators, those cultivators who specialize in throwing spears in the army, how could they not even shoot an arrow or throw a spear, giving him no chance of survival at all.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the blade of the Cunmang Sword broke.

The girl in green and Cheng Xiangyi passed by each other, but in the blink of an eye, Cheng Xiangyi's chest dented, and he flew backwards, knocking down a mud wall.

The mud-walled bungalow collapsed, burying the Cunmang sword that had been broken into two pieces.

….

The sound of the pipa continued in the distance.

"ah…"

In the deep alley, there were several exclamations and screams.

The ghost strategist's brows began to frown slightly.

Since it was him and General Wenren who were in charge today, no matter how many people died in this deep alley, it was just for the military to quell the chaos, and no one would care about it at all. However, these were obviously the horrified exclamations and screams of some civilians.

There was a sound, which meant that some of the people he placed on the periphery were also dead, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for anyone to walk into this deep alley.

And from beginning to end, he didn't hear many arrows and spears piercing the air.

Could it be that some big shot sitting behind the curtains was involved in this matter?

If so, then this time is really interesting.

A cold smile appeared on the ghost strategist's face. At this moment, with a creak, the black door that had been closed by the two Sirius guards was pushed open.

An embroidered shoe crossed the high threshold and entered the courtyard.

There were some blood stains on the embroidered shoes that didn't seem to fit well. The person wearing these embroidered shoes was a young girl who didn't look very clean, but had a fair face and always had a serious expression.

The ghost military advisor was stunned, and the two Heavenly Wolf Guards, who looked particularly ferocious, were also stunned.

"It's you?" Only Nanshan Mu cried out in disbelief.

He never thought that the person who opened the door and walked into the courtyard would be the interesting young practitioner he met while fishing in the Lost Forest!

"It's me." Nangong Weiyang wiped the sweat from her temples, nodded seriously, and said to Nanshan Mu: "Let's go."

Nanshan Mu was completely stunned.

He had previously thought that Nangong Weiyang was an ordinary cultivating girl who was inexperienced in the world. However, at this moment, recalling what the girl said, "He won't die", he felt as if he was really struck by thunder and was completely confused.

Already.

The ghost strategist's eyes narrowed into two slits, and he looked quietly at this immature girl who was logically determined to never step into this place, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Nangong Weiyang frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the ghost military advisor for the first time: "You want to kill him? Then I will kill you."

Just as she frowned and made a sound, the ghost military commander suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

A faint silvery sword shadow, carrying an extremely cold air, fell straight from the sky towards the back of his head.

"Sword-riding...cultivation as a Saint Master!"

Seeing this sword shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye, the ghost military advisor who had been very calm finally changed his face slightly, and Nanshan Mu's eyes were instantly filled with an unspeakable light.

No matter how young his face is and his bones are obviously still tender, his real age is definitely not more than ten years old. At this age, he has reached the level of a holy master. This is simply unimaginable and impossible.

On the border of more than a thousand miles, only a few people, including Wenren Cang Yue, have reached the realm of Saint Master. However, the other party is not only in the realm of Saint Master, but also can communicate with Feijian and control Feijian!

The majestic aura in her body that connects with heaven, earth, and flying swords, and the sharp edge that pierces the sky and kills the earth in an instant, cannot be fake at all. She is a true sword master!
Chapter completed!