The pinnacle of the equipment for fighting the sky

Chapter 154: The Blue Waves Are About to Rise!
This old man is none other than the Sovereign of the Hidden Sword Sect, Teacher Mo Yunchen, Jian Crazy.

"Teacher!" Mo Yunchen immediately stood up with an excited expression.

Although the Tibetan Sword Sect is famous for its kendo, but as the suzerain, Jian Kuang knows nothing. Besides, Jian Crazy's cultivation is unfathomable, and even his apprentice doesn't know what level it is.

When Mo Yunchen saw Jian Crazy, it was like seeing a savior: "Teacher, come and see why Wu Shuo hasn't woken up yet."

Jian Crazy only glanced at Jiang Wusuo on the bed: "If you don't look at it, it's not fun at all!"

Mo Yunchen's face suddenly turned a bitter melon color, and Mo Qian next to him had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the sword's crazy beard.

"Can you see it?" Mo Qian questioned Jian Crazy.

Jian Kuang froze for a moment, blowing his beard and staring, good guy, scratching the old man's beard, this is the old man's life, if it is broken, it will damage the image.

"Um, it turns out that Xiao Qianqian is here, so the old man will reluctantly take a look." Seeing Moqian's face covered with frost, Jian frantically froze, and smiled apologetically.

After finishing speaking, Jian Kuang turned his head to look at Jiang Wusuo for a second, and then turned his head: "Well, Xiao Qianqian, it's not that I don't help you, it's that I can't do anything!"

Moqian stared wide-eyed, and you just looked at it for a second, and then said that there was nothing you could do, what a fool!
"Hey, don't be angry, little Qianqian. Listen to the old man slowly. This kid has nothing serious, but his spirit is quite active. He must have fallen into an illusion. With this kid's ability, the illusion is nothing to him. things, don't worry too much."

After listening to Jian's crazy explanation, the people in the room fell silent. Even if it was an illusion, it would not have been so long without waking up.

Seeing their silence, Jian Kuang suddenly felt bored, he finally came out once, but in the end no one played with him, it was a disappointment.

He rolled his eyes: "What happened to this kid? Why is he already a fighting emperor?"

Only then did Jian Crazy discover that Jiang Wusuo was already a one-star Douhuang. He didn't know Jiang Wusuo's aptitude before. With Jiang Wusuo's previous aptitude, it would be good to be able to break through to Douhuang at the age of 25.

But now, One Star Dou Huang, it seems that there is no other person so monstrous in this northwest region.

Jian asked questions frantically, and Mo Yunchen couldn't help but answer, so he could only tell the story slowly.

And Jian Crazy's answer was just a simple sentence.

"This kid is really miserable!"

This sentence made everyone in the room extremely speechless, and Mo Yunchen was extremely embarrassed. With such a master of living treasures, there is no one else!
Jian Crazy randomly found a chair and sat down. The eyes of everyone no longer focused on him, but his eyes fell on Jiang Wusuo who was in a coma.

"Earth-level skills, ground-level fighting skills, powerful blood power, pure yang sword body, fire spirit body, gold spirit body, wood spirit body... What does it mean to gather all these in one person? ?” Jian Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly cursing.

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After everyone guarded her for a few days, Nalan Yanran was forcibly called back home by Nalan Su.

Nalan Jie's expedition to Tianyu City was a shock to the huge Jia Ma.

The Marshal's expedition was something that hadn't happened in decades. For a while, the people of the Jia Ma Empire were in a state of panic. Everyone had the court to explain it, and some people still chose to flee from the Jia Ma Empire.

Yao Ming, the Emperor of the Jia Ma Empire, had no good solution to this problem.

The people of the people were panicked, and the court officials were not the same. Yaoming seemed to have aged several decades in the past half a month, and even had an extra strand of gray hair.

What made His Majesty the emperor most helpless was that Yaoyue asked to go on an expedition, but he refused to agree, but Yaoyue forced him to die.

Therefore, Yaoyue went to Tianyu City with the army.

As the three major families of the Jia Ma Empire, the Nalan family is ready to face anything and vows to live and die with Jia Ma.

The Mu family was ready to retreat, and the Mittel family did not make any changes. As a wealthy family, Mittel Tengshan believed that Jin Wuzhang did not dare to move rashly, even if he did, he could not do it.

But just in case, the young children of the family were sent to various cities to manage the family business, and Princess Mittel was no exception, and the place she was going to...was Wutan City.

Before leaving, she came to bid farewell, but only saw Jiang Wusuo as usual, she was slightly disappointed at the moment, and left the holy city the next day.

Jiama border, Tianyu City.

Above the city tower, an old man and a young girl were none other than Nalan Jie and Yaoyue. The two looked solemn and stared at the countless bloody corpses under the city wall, including Jiama's and Izumo's.

"Your Highness, how long can the food and grass in the city last?" In this army, Nalan Jie had the right to speak, and even Yaoyue had to obey her orders.

"Returning to Marshal, it's not enough for a month!" Yaoyue's tone was sonorous.

Nalan Jie turned his head and glared at Yaoyue, of course, he was not angry at Yaoyue.

"It's not enough for a month!" Nalan Jie looked back outside the city, his tone full of helplessness and sigh.

"Old Marshal, don't worry, the food will arrive soon."

Yaoyue's words gave Nalan Jie a reassurance.

With less than one month's supply of food and grass, Tianyu City will inevitably be destroyed. If there is food and grass to continue, Nalan Jie will not be able to let the soldiers of Izumo cross Tianyu City even if he fights for a long time.

"Report...!"

A report, dragged on for a long time.

A soldier covered in blood came up to the tower and fell to his knees with a thud: "Marshal, the food... was robbed!"

The word "robbed" has the potential to destroy and make the two people at the top of the city tremble slightly.

"Nonsense, the grain and grass are escorted by General Jang Keun Suk, how could they be robbed?"

The soldier replied: "Marshal...it was General Jang Keun Suk who defected to Izumo...."

"Boom!" Hearing this sentence, Nalan Jie smashed a stone brick into pieces with one punch. "How dare he! Jia Ma treated him well!"

It is unspeakably sad, food and grass are not available, how should Tianyu City be defended, how can it be defended!

Even though Nalan Jie was full of anger, he had nowhere to vent it!

"Old Nalan, your grandfather Gongsun is here, hurry up and go out of the city to fight!"

At this moment, a rough voice came from a distance below the city wall, making Nalan Jie even more angry.

"Gongsun Jie, today, you must die!"

Without waiting for Yaoyue to stop him, Nalan Jie jumped off the tower and went straight to Gongsun Jie. With just one shot, hundreds of soldiers from Izumo were killed.

Gongsun Jie was terrified, he thought that Nalan Jie was old and his strength would not be as strong as before, but he never thought that Nalan Jie was still so brave, he could break into the army alone, and he was still able to handle it with ease.

After calming down a little bit, Gongsun Jie believed that his strength was superior, and he was not afraid of Nalan Jie anymore, so he galloped towards Nalan Jie with one spear and one horse.

"Good time! See if I don't cut off your dog's head, and use it to pay homage to the souls of my Jiama army!"

Nalan Jie was also fearless, he knocked down a hundred people with one shot, jumped ten feet high, his fighting wings flashed, and with a sudden shake, his figure threw at Gongsun Jie.

　Ah Xi, I admit that the lazy cancer has attacked, I'm sorry everyone!The weather is too hot these days, and doing my physical work is really tiring. My clothes are soaked in sweat, dry and wet, wet and dry again.

　　Sorry everyone, sorry!I try to write as much as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)