Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 857 Seats
At [-] o'clock in the morning on March [-]th, Cang Qiong got up and walked towards the war zone of Julongguan. There will be a meeting at [-] o'clock this morning. He is now the head of the legion, but his rank has not changed. He is still an admiral, and it is different from the general of an ordinary corps.

The black military uniform is inlaid with golden silk thread around, and the armbands on the left and right sides are a battle dragon with the Dragon Banner on one side, and the Death God badge of the Death God Legion on the other.

Entering the war zone, he walked directly towards the meeting room. The moment he opened the door, Cang Qiong frowned slightly. There was still some time before the meeting began, but all the general officers from Julongguan had already arrived, or young , or middle-aged, or old.

A total of 56 people were present in the seats where 17 Longteng generals are qualified to sit, which shows that there are [-] Longteng generals in Julongguan at this time.

Everyone looked at the sky with different eyes. Even now, even after seeing the super strength displayed by the sky, there are still a small number of people looking at the sky with hostility and scrutiny. These people are all Someone who has had a run-in with the sky or who has been more or less involved in a plot to murder him.

Scanning slightly, he found that one of them was looking at him with a fierce and pitiful gaze. The sky was expressionless, but he already knew the identity of this person, Wu Qingyi, the young patriarch of the Wu Sheng family.

From Wu Qingyi's eyes, he understood a lot of things. For example, the sniper attack yesterday afternoon was probably leaked by this guy. Then he thought of what Rong Manle said that Wu Qingyi attacked Wu Qingyi shortly after his death. The residence of the Reaper Legion and the slightly intimate relationship with the [Anti-Blade] organization...
"It seems that the holder of [Eagle Strikes the Sky] is inseparable from the [Anti-Blade] organization, and the Wu Sheng family seems to have begun to fall to this terrorist organization." Cang Qiong thought silently, calmly bearing hundreds of eyes, Walk slowly towards the steps.

Everyone looked at the sky and didn't say a word, because they wanted to see where the sky would sit, after all, Lei Aoyun was sitting in the seat of the head of the Death God Legion at this time!
The young master of the Lei family is not an ordinary person, but a family that the Holy League will give a little bit of shame.

Although there is still no saint in this family until now, just relying on the close relationship with the Xuanwu clan of the Holy Spirit and the two major domains [Splitting Space and Broken Star] and [Thunder Cloud Guardian] can make this family not subject to any suppression in the human race. , even if the family of saints does not have special circumstances, they will not provoke the Lei family.

Lei Aoyun sat on his seat and calmly looked at the sky that was coming up step by step, but his outward calm could not conceal his inner unrest. At this moment, his hands under the table were already clenched, and the palms were already covered with sweat.

The commanders and generals of the Reaper Legion stared at the sky with fiery eyes, but one of them had a pale face, fear could not stop appearing in the depths of his eyes, and his body was trembling non-stop, if it wasn't for this On a formal occasion, Lei Aoyun was still there, and he had already fled away as soon as he saw the sky.

Because his name is Wu Tengfei, the commander of the Tenth Division of the Death Army, he betrayed Gan Hui, the Death Army, and his comrades five years ago.

Even Zhu Wenbin, the commander of the Seventh Division, was killed by him. He couldn't expect to be forgiven by Gan Hui for doing such a thing, especially now that Gan Hui is no longer the same.

Cang Qiong's steps were still calm, the soles of his shoes hitting the ground felt like they were beating on everyone's hearts, Cang Qiong continued to move forward, and then stopped at the 56 seats that only the commanders of the Dragon Legion were qualified to sit on.

Suddenly the entire conference room became even more silent, and everyone stared at the sky without blinking. How would he sit?Whether to grab Lei Aoyun from his seat, or other plans.

As soldiers, their gossip hearts are very small, but now, their gossip hearts are inflated infinitely, and there is a scorching light in their eyes that makes people want to escape, and the eyeballs are constantly on Lei Aoyun and Cang Qiong's body spin around.

Lei Aoyun felt uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at the sky. The tension in his heart became even more intense, and he made up his mind that even if this guy got him out, he wouldn't make room for him, otherwise the Lei family All face was lost by him.

Don't look at him as the young Patriarch of the Lei family now, but there is no direct line of the Lei family who wants to pull him down from the position of the young Patriarch.

However, the conflict that everyone was expecting did not happen. Cang Qiong just chose a place at random and sat down directly, then closed his eyes and rested his mind, no longer looking around.

Most of the people were immediately disappointed, and a small number of people clenched their fists. Wu Qingyi's eyes flashed coldly, and after thinking about it in his heart, he decided to attack the sky!
"General Gan Hui, you shouldn't be sitting in this position, this is the position that General Long Teng is qualified to sit in!"

The voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear. Most of the people looked refreshed, the brilliance in their eyes revived, and they stared at General Longteng's position without blinking.

Cang Qiong still had his eyes closed, and he didn't have any plans to speak, but that didn't mean no one would speak.

Song Wenbo, the commander of the Canglang Army, snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Wu Qingyi, you are not qualified to dictate to General Longteng, do you have that qualification?"

Wu Qingyi's eyelids kept twitching. He was sitting in the position of an ordinary lieutenant general. According to military regulations, unless it was a special case, General Longteng's majesty was the highest, even if he was a staff officer, he was slightly inferior!
What's more, he is only a lieutenant general!

At this time, another person said: "Song Wenbo, then I am qualified to speak, Gan Hui is not the leader of the trump card army now, what qualifications does he have to sit here?"

Song Wenbo looked at the solidarity, his eyes turned cold. That person was Guo Donglin, the commander of Xuehui Legion, one of the trump card legions, and his ranking in the trump card legion was even higher than him.

"Gan Hui is indeed not in charge of the army now, but his level, his rank, and his status are still higher than everyone present. If he is not qualified to sit here, I would like to ask, Guo Donglin, do you have any? Are you eligible?"

Guo Donglin showed an indifferent smile on his face: "Song Wenbo, remember, the military regulations stipulate that if you don't command an army, you must be a staff officer of the staff department or not a soldier. Tell me, being caught between these two is nothing." What is Ganhui?"

Cang Qiong has a military rank and belongs to the ranks of soldiers, but he does not command an army, nor is he a staff officer of the staff department, so he cannot be called General Long Teng. General Long Teng must command an army, this is the iron law!

Song Wenbo's eyes continued to turn cold, and the energy in his body was also showing signs of rioting. Guo Donglin smiled softly: "What, do you want to do something? Song Wenbo, you are not my opponent."

"You have to try it to know!" Song Wenbo said coldly.

Down below, the division commanders belonging to the Canglang Army and the Xuehui Army are also hostile to each other, which seems to be a gang fight.

"Wenbo, don't worry about it. It's not up to him to comment on whether I sit here or not. In terms of rank, he is half a rank lower than me." Cang Qiong said at this time, his eyes still closed, and he didn't put these things on the list at all. heart.

Song Wenbo's expression softened slightly, he glanced at Guo Donglin, and said disdainfully, "Did you hear that, you are not qualified, you are half a level lower than Gan Hui!"

He intentionally bit down the words 'lower half level' very hard, and suddenly many people sneered, Guo Donglin's face was also extremely gloomy, he clenched his fists, and the mere three words hit his heart directly, making him recognize clear reality.

Of all the generals present, none of them could comment on Gan Hui's position and Gan Hui's actions, because no one was at the same level as him.

This is not divided by strength, but by military exploits!
The entire human race, except for a very small number of people of the older generation, no one can match Ganhui's illustrious military exploits, countless times on the edge of life and death, countless times of flames of war, countless times of beheading enemies on the battlefield, countless times of····

Especially yesterday, Cang Qiong killed the Demon Saint with his own strength, and even expanded his combat achievements infinitely, almost no one can compare with him!

Even the characters of the older generation can't use the emperor's throne to kill the holy one!

Guo Dong stared at the sky desperately: "Gan Hui, I remember."

Cang Qiong didn't respond, and no one present could be on an equal footing with him, not only in terms of strength, but also in other aspects.

Besides, there are quite a few people who remember him, and there are not a few who are stronger than Guo Donglin. Can he compare with those powerful people?
Arguing with Guo Donglin at this time will only lower his status. Although Cang Qiong is a relatively peaceful person, he is also very proud in his bones. After all, his background is too high.

Unless you can be recognized as a friend by him, don't expect to see the gentle side of the sky.

Guo Donglin's complexion became even more ugly, his fists clenched even tighter, and he even heard the sound of "cracking" when the bones collided. His face turned from blue to purple, and then turned red.

He couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, but in the next second, figures appeared in the position of the staff officer, and then, in the position on the upper level, all the eleven saints from Julong Pass appeared quietly.

And at this second, Cang Qiong also opened his eyes, looking at the figure on the high platform, a hint of amusement appeared in the depths of his eyes. He didn't hide his disgust and anger, but he didn't dare to attack at all.

"Things become much more interesting now, and it's rare that a saint can't control his emotions..."

There was a flash of light in Cang Qiong's eyes, and he sat up slightly, glanced at Kong Xianglong's right hand.

On the left of Kong Xianglong is the old Mr. Yu Hanmo, but there is an extra chair on the right, which is even more interesting. Could it be possible that there will be some important person coming today?

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(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)