Inn.
Mi Huizhi bowed respectfully in front of Yang Fan. After one transformation, the glazed light on his body became purer and showed compassion.
"You mean the power of ancient literature?"
However, when he heard the other party's words, Yang Fan's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, that's what the mysterious man said."
Mi Huizhi smiled bitterly and said, "But how can I have the qualifications to get access to that level of ancient power? So, out of desperation, I had no choice but to say that I stole it from my father..."
"..."
Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and looked at Mi Huizhi with eyes full of praise.
He is indeed a good tricker!
"However, the power of Wen Dao...could it be that he accidentally exposed it when he escaped with the help of the power of the Galaxy last time?"
He quickly figured out the cause and effect.
However, the other party cultivates martial arts, why would he want to seize the power of literary arts...
etc!
Yang Fan suddenly thought of what the other party had done in the Shaman Qing realm with the help of the incarnation of God Tianxu. A flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he realized something!
Could it be that the other party is... seeking the holy way!
Then everything makes sense!
"The Ming Dynasty has been internally stabilized. It is only possible with the help of this uncivilized foreign race! Not only to implement the law, but also to verify the extreme western parliamentary system... What a Chen Yinglong!"
"The ambition is beyond imagination!"
Yang Fan became more and more fearful.
After all, the conflicts between the two parties are, to some extent, simply difficult to reconcile.
There is no such thing as right or wrong, it's just about stance.
The two are destined to be hostile.
Once the other party's plan is successful, it will undoubtedly greatly expand the road, so it may not be impossible to really jump to the top of the building and become a Neo-Confucian scholar!
In this way, it will undoubtedly be extremely difficult to deal with martial arts immortals and Neo-Confucian disciples.
It may even completely threaten Chen Yuan's safety!
This is something Yang Fan absolutely cannot tolerate.
Fangshan advanced to the camp.
Zhang Wenlong, whose upper body was bare, showing a body as strong as a bear, with muscles that were about to explode, was holding a messy braid, and beneath it was a human head with a face full of unwillingness!
"Why did that bastard suddenly lose his strength just now?"
Although he was curious about the reason for this incident, this did not prevent him from jumping into the enemy group again with a sword that was as long as two people and started running rampant!
"Benevolent people love others! You Tatars, feel the love of your Grandpa Zhang!"
boom!
The huge horse-killing sword swept out dozens of feet of sword light. Wherever it passed, people turned on their backs and their horses were cut off in two!
"Benevolence!"
"Sure enough, it is my Confucian principles that are irrefutable!"
"If Factory Supervisor Yang hadn't woken me up, I don't know how long I, Mr. Zhang, would have been confused!"
Zhang Wenlong held a human head in one hand and a saber in the other. He threw out his two long legs and walked in and out of the enemy group seven times!
Incomparably tough and appalling!
Even a group of great scholars and military generals from the same camp stayed away, fearing that Zhang Wenlong would be killed and his eyes reddened, and he felt a mixture of fear and envy in his heart.
It is true that Zhang Wenlong's realm has improved too quickly. As if Wenquxing is protecting his body, how long has it been before he is almost promoted to the realm of great sage!
After using the battle body, he becomes almost a martial arts heavenly being!
They even slightly doubted whether humans had secretly evolved and missed them unintentionally... Otherwise, why would the gap between people be so big?
"Kill these Tatars, brothers, kill them!"
With Zhang Wenlong charging in front, the entire Ming army gained momentum. They charged and almost overran the enemy.
Enter the opponent's headquarters camp!
After a confrontation, the Ming army was victorious and retreated.
"What a pleasure!"
"Yes, this group of brats is also strange. Just now, there were five and six of them, and suddenly they seemed to be ordinary people. I killed a God-chosen warrior directly with one strike!"
"Yeah, it's just like the wooden stakes, one cut at a time, hahaha!"
When the Ming army returned victorious, many people mentioned this incident.
This made Chu Lianxin attach great importance to it, and she immediately arranged for people to focus on investigating the cause of this matter.
Little did they know that due to the civil strife in shamanism, many functional gods were involved. The fall of the gods led to the collapse of the divine power given to them, so many divinely chosen warriors were implicated.
This was their consecutive victory!
Shaman Qing Dynasty, Chinese army camp!
"Damn it, you know these shamans and gods are unreliable!"
Dai Shan looked at the battle report from the front line, his face was ashen and gloomy, almost dripping with water.
As the commander-in-chief this time, he was originally very ambitious and planned to teach the Ming Dynasty a profound lesson. Who would have thought that after several consecutive battles, not only the troops were lost, but the camp retreated hundreds of miles in a row!
If he loses again, his status as heir may be jeopardized!
"Master Beile, calm down, don't let your anger break your body..."
Nie Yan'er and Nie Ling'er, a pair of Nie sisters, leaned against him on the left and right, each holding one of his arms like two beautiful snakes, soothing his angry mood.
Daishan felt the soft feeling coming from his arm and felt a little better.
Sure enough, she is someone else's wife, and she smells good.
Although General Chile was a good man and had merit in showing off his beauty, he was repeatedly defeated on the front line, so he might as well kill him!
Daishan made a decision in his heart.
At this moment, a message came from outside.
"Big Bei
Le, Si Baile is here."
"Let him in!"
Dai Shan ordered, stretched out his hand and patted Nie Yan'er and Nie Ling'er twice on the backs.
"You go back first, Benbeile will come find you at night..."
"Yes, Lord Baylor!"
Nie Yan'er and Nie Ling'er looked at each other and smiled, holding hands, stood up and left.
As soon as Huang Taiji entered the door, he saw the two people who were about to leave. Their charming and enchanting figures came into his eyes, which made him flash his eyes slightly and step inside calmly.
"Eighth brother, you are here!"
Daishan greeted, "Sit down!"
"Thank you, second brother."
Huang Taiji did not show any politeness and sat down directly.
Daishan said directly, "Eighth brother came to me because of things on the front line!"
Huang Taiji nodded and said, "This group of requisitioned tribesmen are of no use. They are so tiring that my troops have lost their troops. Although there is a reason for this, if my brother goes back like this, it will inevitably make people laugh..."
"Bad brother, what do you mean by this? Do you have any good ideas?"
Daishan looked at him with bright eyes.
Huang Taiji said, "It's just some immature ideas. I came here to discuss it with you, second brother."
"tell me the story!"
"The repeated defeats on the front line are all caused by the fall of the functional gods of shamanism! Instead of waiting for our army to be weakened, it is better to take the opportunity to annihilate the surrounding tribes. Not only can we get their heads as military merits, but we can also extract the power of their gods and create our tribe.
Tulu…”
"this……"
Daishan frowned.
"The Qing Dynasty is fighting with the Ming army, but these small troops have been waiting and watching, refusing to send troops. After all, they are just a bunch of fagots! As the saying goes, to fight against foreign forces, we must first pacify the interior. Taking the opportunity to get rid of them at this time will just cut off the hidden dangers!"
Huang Taiji said softly, "The more important thing is-"
"Second brother, you don't want your identity as the heir of the Great Khan to be taken away, right?"
This chapter has been completed!