Cultivating 100000 Years

"You are... Xu Yang!"

The leading white-haired old general Ji Wufeng spoke coldly, his voice was extremely cold, but his trembling eyes for a moment betrayed the most true thoughts in his heart.

Indeed, if ordinary people meet Xu Yang, they may not be so nervous, but these guys in front of them are Xu Yang's opponents, and secondly, they are the top powerhouses at the same level as him.

I'm afraid that there are not many experts in the Tribulation Realm who mentioned Xu Yang's face that didn't change color on the entire continent.

"Since you want to fight, with your strength, you can of course be able to fight openly and fair, why you choose such a sneaky style is against your identity as a grand master."

Xu Yang smiled: "Compared with this world, what does Xu Yang's name count? You old guys have lived in vain for so many years. After all, you can't even let go of your own fame and fortune. I'm afraid in this life. It’s hard to make further progress."

Facing Xu Yang's insult, these people looked disapproving.

"Don't talk nonsense, fight if you want, why do you need to talk more?"

"Not urgent."

Xu Yang smiled and shook his head, savoring the fine tea in his hands.

"Calculating the time, it should be a while before it is the time for us to do it."

Ji Wufeng seemed to think of something in front of him.

"Could it be that the master handwriting is also your hands and feet?"

Xu Yang slowly raised his eyes, and looked at each other with a faint smile: "If I said yes, would you be surprised?"

"you!"

"Don't look at me so excitedly, what kind of person you Fengxiu is, the living fossils of your sword alliance, and even his elders, know nothing more. Now that Fengxiu has been scrapped by me, it is estimated that it has been closed in advance. Whether he can come out alive or not is still a problem. Where can he have the mind to take care of you? In my opinion, you have cultivated for too many years, and you have lost your mind!"

Xu Yang couldn't help saying that it was another wanton insult, which in fact caused these old things to become angry.

"What do you want to do!"

Xu Yang slowly got up and paced: "It's very simple, I want to arouse the anger in the hearts of the soldiers of this empire, and let them understand that the people of the Sword League will never be reliable, and they will kill even their own people. What's more, the soldiers of other countries who surrendered? Do you really think that a country that has lost other people can conquer those imperial soldiers by means of power alone? Ridiculous!"

Finally, in the battlefield, a burst of wanton drums rang out. The huge barracks, 300,000 defensive soldiers, and hundreds of adjutants from the camps lit their torches at the same time and pressed them toward the central main general’s mansion. .

Among the three old guys in front of them, the two living fossil assistants opened the camp, and only then did they see that the soldiers were pressing up with an angry look.

"We finally waited for this day! Northern Jin Sword League, today, the people who sanction you have arrived!"

Soon, Lomon brought Long Kun, Hanyue Hardware Flower, Xiao Tuantuan and a group of teammates all over, enclosing the main tent for three tiers and three tiers outside.

"The Northern Jin Sword League is over. All the territories that you have invaded will be spit out!"

"Yes, from today, the so-called Northern Jin and Southern Empire title will be abolished, and the entire three thousand states will be under the control of the Tianlan Empire, and will be protected by Xu Yang, the leader of the Qianyun Mountain Tianlan Empire. Old guys, just catch it!"

Hearing the words of Dragon Mang, Ji Wufeng in the camp couldn't help but raised his head and laughed.

"Xu Yang, good things are said to be so high-sounding by you, in the end, you are not the same, you can hardly escape the ties of this worldly fame and fortune? If I guess correctly, you want to be the emperor too!"

Before Xu Yang could speak, the voice of the dragon python came up: "You know what a shit! The heart of a villain, dare to save the belly of our old gentleman? The three thousand Daozhou empires have been fighting for years, and the people are not living, soldiers. If we have a home, we can’t go back. This is the sin that your Northern Jin Sword League has fallen. Now our Tianlan Empire is walking the way for the sky. Old things, do we dictate ourselves or do we do it?"

Lomon's voice is not small at all, and it seems that these words that attract people's hearts are more appropriate than anyone else's.

For a time, these southern empire soldiers in the periphery were also said to be full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit. It was true that they were in their hearts.

Mortal soldiers and monks have completely different moods. They only consider living and working in peace and contentment. They eat whole grains. They are incomparable with the monks who have lived for thousands of years without any movement. These old things are even more standing. When speaking is not painful, and my heart is full of selfish desires, why have you ever cared about the life and death of such a large number of lives?

What Xuyang Tianlan Empire has to do is to truly serve the country and the people.

"Oh, self-discrimination? Are you talking in a dream? Don't think that you have too many people, and you can do whatever you want with us. Now that things have developed to the point where things are irreversible, let me see how you guys are. How many catties are there."

Ji Wufeng has practiced kendo for more than 50,000 years, which is more profound than Fengxiu's kendo. When he summoned with a double-stranded Sun Sword, his whole momentum has completely changed.

Rumble!

Just the fluctuation of the sword aura instantly shattered the main commander's tent, and under the radiance of the endless torches of the surrounding soldiers, the battlefield area in the middle appeared extremely bright.

"Xu Yang, let me learn, how clever you are, the unparalleled Tianjiao's methods!"

As Ji Wufeng said, he was the first to attack Xu Yang first.

The double-stranded Sun Swords staggered out, one declining and the other longing, one advancing and the other retreating, and the two swords echoed each other, actually exerting a power of one plus one greater than ten! The suppressing power exuded by the sword body is actually even more amazing than the total of ten sword repairs at the beginning of the Tribulation Realm!

Xu Yang smiled contemptuously: "Your attainments in kendo are still good, but if you want to defeat me, it is a idiot dream. Since you still have confidence in yourself, then I will play with you. The soldiers of the Empire have opened their eyes."

Xu Yang said, the next moment the Yujian flew into the sky, and what he used was not the sword of Shura, but the sword of the king on the bone dragon buried in the mound!

At the same time, the guy with the extremely flamboyant hairstyle of Sword Soul also turned out and stood proudly beside Xu Yang.

"Boy, I remembered me when I was teaching this kind of rookie. Why didn't I see you using me when you were stunned?"

Xu Yang shivered: "Isn't this trying to make you show your face? The sword of the king, of course, must have the power to match it!"

Sword Soul laughed immediately when he heard this.

"If you want to say this, it's not bad. After so long idle, it's time to move your muscles and bones."

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