Sheng Fu

Chapter 437

Bai Xiaowei raised the teacup and took a sip first, the taste became pungent again, he didn't want to drink it, but Pu Weiqing looked at him with a righteous face, so he held his breath, took a sip, entered the throat, and let it out Despite the bitterness, there is also a kind of calmness, like an ascetic who has traveled thousands of miles.

Putting down the teacup, he calmly said: "Jun Yuwen is fighting hard, he will go to the battlefield sooner or later, and His Majesty will take special care of Jun Yu."

Pu Weiqing said: "However, he has to fight hard. The soldiers in the Hengchang Sect are half-baked, and they need to be led by generals to drive the soldiers in the rear. Just like this, many people are destined to die."

"It is true that people will die in war. As a general, it is natural to minimize casualties."

"I don't know what His Majesty's plan is, to put Yu Wenjun in a dilemma at the beginning."

Yu Wenjun is the head of the Eight Gus, and no one can match the young people of the human race. Naturally, with such an identity, he has to fight hard to be worthy of his glory, but he is not familiar with soldiers and horses, so how to fight tough battles.

If you don't go, Yu Wenjun will be tired of coping with the verbal criticism from the people all over the world.

It's true to have your own family, but this family is still growing, and the current Hengchangzong soldiers can't stand the storm.

Zhang Benchu ​​is very strong, he is a general star, even though he has begun to practice the formation of soldiers and horses, he has never actually fought. As for Guo Shenghe, his actual combat ability may be stronger than Zhang Benchu, but as far as the war is concerned, Both are babies.

Of course Pu Weiqing knew His Majesty's intentions, first let Zhang Benchu ​​and Guo Shenghe randomly choose a weaker team to practice, and then they will soon meet the tough ones.

Bai Xiaowei said implicitly: "We will also add some icing on the cake."

Pu Weiqing grinned and said, "Could it be that you want to hold a sharp sword and go to the battlefield in person, sweeping away millions of soldiers with one sword?"

Bai Xiaowei hesitated to speak but stopped.

Among the imperial capitals, only Pu Weiqing is the bridge that can connect Yu Wenjun.

The general trend is irreversible. Even if Yu Wenjun realizes that this matter is tricky, he can’t refuse. A random straw can crush a camel.

Pu Weiqing sighed: "What kind of rewards are there in the temple?"

Bai Xiaowei said implicitly: "It depends on Yu Wenjun's combat achievements."

Pu Weiqing knew the general idea, and said: "Let me think twice, I will give you an answer in a few days."

Bai Xiaowei nodded slightly, not feeling well in his heart.

The change of position was too fast, the Prime Minister was not unsuitable, but the taste was a bit weird.

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After five days.

Demon Realm, Mountain of Bright Souls.

Information came from Mo Yi, and Nan Zhuo handed over a dossier with both hands.

Yu Wenjun took the file and slowly opened it. There are 36 people in total, and the relationship network is clear at a glance.

Among them are three spirit race spies who were instigated by the demons. The key to the layout lies in these three spies.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Nan Zhuo bowed slightly, with a humble gesture.

So far, Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao have left the Mountain of Minghun.

The young couple directly crossed the void and came to Mengdu Mansion.

Bei Hanmeng meditated peacefully in the dojo, and when he noticed the arrival of the two, he waved his jade hand, and the entire Mengdu Mansion propped up an invisible field to conceal the secrets of heaven.

Yu Wenjun smiled knowingly: "My sister is really thoughtful."

Bei Hanmeng said with a strange yin and yang air, "Just take it as a compliment to me."

Yu Wenjun's face changed slightly, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing. A junior who praised the elder in such a tone, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a compliment.

After entering the main hall, Yu Wenjun opened the file and got straight to the point.

"The leader of the demon clan's spies in the frontier is named Yeluo, and he is in charge of all matters, and his cultivation is in the Yuanyuan realm."

"Three generals of the Spirit Race have been instigated by Ye Luo, namely Zhong Shan, Xing Feng, and Tang Xuan."

"Zhong Shan has the highest position and is the closest to King Zhen'an. He is the deputy general of the general manager of the camp."

"Xing Feng is an ordinary young general, and Tang Xin is one of Mr. Accountant's assistants."

Bei Hanmeng was slightly taken aback, and asked uncertainly, "Is your source of information reliable?"

There are already three traitors beside the king of Zhen'an, which is unbelievable when you think about it.

Yuwen Jundao: "It is reliable, the source of information comes from the staff of the Martial King of the Demon Realm."

Bei Hanmeng immediately stared at Yu Wenjun with wide eyes, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "The little guy really has skills. I always knew that you had skills. I didn't expect such skills."

Yu Wenjun replied far-fetchedly: "Thank you for your praise, sister."

Jing Peiyao said: "How can Ling and Wang know about this?"

"Although Lingwang planted spies in King Zhen'an's camp, if we show up directly to King Zhen'an, that prince with different eyes will be alerted."

Beihanmeng said: "Yixizong has also placed someone in the spiritual net."

After hearing this, Jing Peiyao smiled emotionally, and said meaningfully: "We are all colleagues, and we usually take care of each other."

Beihanmeng smiled strangely: "This is how the adult's world is, just get used to it."

Jing Peiyao couldn't understand, couldn't adapt, but just didn't like this kind of atmosphere.

Of course, Yu Wenjun will definitely not let Jing Peiyao go through these things. It is just a pure decision and fight, and he will still bring his wife to participate.

Bei Hanmeng said seriously: "I have been to King Zhen'an, and I only talked about it implicitly, but King Zhen'an has already guessed that you have other ideas. How to explain it to King Zhen'an is up to you."

Primordial beings, originating from chips, are undercurrents under the tide.

Its purpose is only to revive the luck of the Dragon Clan, which may affect the interests and layout of the monarchs of the five clans, but the Spirit Clan is happy to see this, and has a relationship with the Dragon Clan.

No one knows what the situation will be like in the end of the great battle, but the Spirit Race is naturally the weaker side, it can only be said that they are stronger than the Monster Race, and they need strong allies. This is also the core reason why Bei Hanmeng is willing to help Yu Wenjun.

Jun Yuwen said: "Here we go?"

Bei Hanmeng said: "Otherwise?"

Yu Wenjun nodded with a smile. Speaking of which, he really wants to travel all the way against the wind, travel through the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Spirit Race, and arrive at the mansion of King Zhen'an at dusk, and King Zhen'an has just prepared for the banquet .

Everything can't be too beautiful.

Immediately, Bei Hanmeng took the young couple across the void to the frontier.

The frontier, the city of Iron Mang.

From west to east, it is five thousand miles in total, and so is the Great Wall of the Borderlands.

As the most important military city of the Spirit Race, King Zhen'an's army of millions guards this place all year round. As for the livelihood of the people in the city, they also make a living by providing logistics resources for the military.

Although there are countless merchants, in general, there are no wealthy merchants in this city of iron mang. The temples of the Lingzu have shown great concern for the city of iron mang. Naturally, King Zhen'an is the leader in the allocation of resources. host.

The bigwigs of the wealthy side are never allowed to take root in the city of Iron Mang.

Zhen'an Prince's Mansion covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu. In terms of area alone, it surpasses Mengdu Mansion, but its level of luxury is far inferior to Mengdu Mansion.

The building of the mansion is relatively simple, with occasional carved beams and painted buildings, which are mainly fortifications, so it is not exquisite and elegant, but it still has a certain atmosphere. Looking down from the sky, this mansion looks like a giant blue python entrenched.

When the mansion was first built, the King of Zhen'an originally wanted to build a coiled dragon, but he was worried that those civil servants on the temple would deliberately find fault, and tried to find ways to wear small shoes, and then put a hat on the King of Zhen'an. , simply gave up, and this matter also made Zhen'an Wang feel uncomfortable for a while.

In the atrium, there were bursts of fighting sounds.

The king of Zhen'an suppressed his realm to the extreme state, and fought with Yuwenjun with his bare hands.

This prince with horns was a burly figure, with a strong body, and his punches and legs were all in a powerful, domineering and staunch way.

Yu Wenjun is also true, punching the opponent.

Bang!
The two collided with fists, creating a strong wind.

Beihanmeng, who was watching the play, raised her jade hand slightly, covering the aura of the two fighting.

After the punch, Yu Wenjun took two steps back, and King Zhen'an also took two steps back.

Evenly divided, the easiest to arouse the heart of bravery and ruthlessness.

King Zhen'an grinned and said, "My boy, it's been a while since I've seen you, and you're even as good as me. I thought you'd be busy with things after you got married, and you didn't have much energy left in your body."

Yu Wenjun touched his nose sadly, and the elders only saw the truth when they spoke.

Bei Hanmeng, Jing Peiyao, Princess Yan Che and Wei Mo, who were watching the battle, all showed embarrassing expressions at this moment.

Yan Che whispered to Beihanmeng: "Father is also true. The last time Yinghuozhiyuan fought with brother Yuwen, after getting acquainted, he was always unhappy when he came back. He has been in seclusion for more than half a month."

"In the middle of the journey, I fought with Wei Mo many times in the same realm, and every time Wei Mo's bones were broken."

"Brother Yuwen came this time, so he wanted to get back to the place, but it's also the first time for him to come, so even if he wants to make a move, he has to wait a little longer."

Bei Hanmeng laughed softly: "This is a matter between the two elders, let's just watch the show."

Glancing at Wei Mo, he found that Wei Mo's strength had greatly improved compared to before.

Sure enough, if you want to learn real skills, you must first learn to be beaten.

After Wei Mo understood the eyes of the suzerain, he also felt a little bit bitter in his heart. He fought with his father-in-law on the same ground, and at first he had some reservations, but when he found that his father-in-law had no reservations, he bit the bullet and fought fiercely.

Afterwards, Wei Mo found that he attacked with all his strength, which actually aroused his father-in-law's desire to fight.

At the beginning, I was still tired of coping, but in the later stage, I was simply beaten violently.

It is said to be a competition in the same realm, but whether there is hatred for seizing a daughter in it, it is hard to say.

At this moment, the battle is in full swing.

The two started a melee battle, King Zhen'an slashed at the top of Yu Wenjun's head vertically with his palm, the wind of his palm was as sharp as a knife from the sky, it was a real killing move.

Yu Wenjun pushed his elbow up to the sky, and there was a muffled bang, Yu Wenjun suddenly felt numb in his elbow, and Zhen'an King was also shocked, but how could the old man give up easily, stretched out his hands, and relaxed with his rough hands Control Yu Wenjun's shoulders, so that he can't send out his strength, and then, the powerful knee bumps hit him again and again.

Yu Wenjun retreated steadily, punching down with both fists to counteract the combo of knee strikes, and the two sides refused to give in to each other.

The two of them saw the opportunity at the same time, and Yu Wenjun blatantly punched King Zhen'an's thigh. The fist was overbearing and fierce, and the punch was as powerful as a mountain. There was a loud bang, and King Zhen'an immediately grinned and shouted: "Boy, if you have the ability, look at the trick!" !"

Holding Yu Wenjun's shoulders tightly with both hands, he exerted strength suddenly, and a volley knee hit Yu Wenjun's chest with a bang.

The violent impact caused Yu Wenjun to lose his position immediately, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his chest.

Shouted: "You are ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell, King Zhen'an came over with another punch. Yu Wenjun bowed his waist forcibly, regardless of the severe pain in his chest, and swiped his legs vigorously to King Zhen'an's thigh. Bash.

Bang!
King Zhen'an's thigh was severely injured again, and he let out a mighty howl.

It is true that the physical strength is not a loss, but because of the huge size of King Zhen'an, the speed of the offensive is not as fast as that of Yu Wenjun.

Yu Wenjun forcibly raised his breath, and took advantage of Zhen'an Wang Ligen's instability, he punched Yu Wenjun's chin.

King Zhen'an suddenly smiled and said: "You have been recruited, I will wait for you."

Slightly turned sideways, avoiding Yu Wenjun's punch, grabbed Yu Wenjun's wrist, making him unable to escape, and then hit Yu Wenjun's chest with a knee.

Bang!
The sound was dull, and the few people watching the battle felt pain just looking at it.

King Zhen'an hit him with another knee.

Yu Wenjun simply rose into the air, wanting to exchange fists for knees, stretched out his left fist, and blasted a solid Nanjiang cannon hammer on King Zhen'an's chin.

At the same time, King Zhen'an hit Yu Wenjun's chest with another knee bump, in the same position three times, and the severe pain can be imagined.

The two succeeded at the same time, King Zhen'an suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, he let go of Yu Wenjun's wrist, his whole body fell back, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Yu Wenjun also fell to the ground with a bang.

In this battle, the two were evenly divided, and both suffered heavy losses from the other side.

Bei Hanmeng was not afraid of big things when he watched the excitement, so he praised: "Not bad, not bad, it's really a feast for the eyes to see this peak duel, both of you have tried your best."

Yan Che hurried to help his father, and Jing Peiyao also hurried forward to help Yu Wenjun up.

After getting up, the two of them looked very pale.

King Zhen'an had a splitting headache and felt that his jaw was about to break. Yu Wenjun's chest was slightly sunken, and his expression was indescribable.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two laughed at the same time, walked in front of each other with difficulty, and punched each other lightly.

King Zhen'an said: "The battle in the same realm was a hand-to-hand fight, and I didn't suffer a loss. It feels very good. There should be very few people who can fight you to such an extent, right?"

Yu Wenjun said bluntly: "At least you are the first person who can push me to such a situation in the same battle."

The two of them circulated their true energy at the same time, recovering quickly.

Then King Zhen'an saw that the sunken place in Yu Wenjun's chest quickly recovered, and his spirit and energy rose straight up, and the supernatural power of the dragon blood was really strong.

Although King Zhen'an also returned to his peak in an instant, he is a powerhouse of Wuji, which is a matter of course.

After several people were seated, Wei Mo, the son-in-law, took on the role of servant, serving tea and pouring water meticulously, but he also enjoyed it, after all, he was the first person present and couldn't beat him.

King Zhen'an looked at Jing Peiyao, smiled as an elder, and said, "Unfortunately, when you got married, I couldn't go there. Please accept any kindness, or you won't give me face."

Take out a square of colorful prismatic stones, about the size of a pillow.

This is the holy spirit stone, using it as a pillow can make people practice in an orderly way. If a practitioner with low talent has the holy spirit stone as a pillow, he can go smoothly all the way and step into the extreme realm.

Jing Peiyao looked at Yu Wenjun, and after Yu Wenjun nodded slightly, Jing Peiyao smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

The King of Zhen'an smiled and said: "You are so beautiful, and your skills are also very strong. This kid is really blessed..."

(End of this chapter)