This scene fell into the eyes of Jue Xiaoyan behind her, which made her feel very surprised.

These armies are all powerful men from all sides of Yanshan County, and are notoriously rebellious. Even she took over the army for nearly a year before she could barely obey. However, Jian Fengyun only used less than a cup of tea, so she made these tens of thousands of troops obedient.

This is just showing that his strength is not enough. Could it be that Jian Fengyun has special abilities?

Jue Xiaoyan questioned in her heart. What she didn't know was that when compared with men, many times, you only need to take a look and know whether to obey.

Jian Fengyun is the kind of person who makes people feel obedient when they look at him, otherwise Jian Fengyun would probably be able to destroy them directly.

"Okay, then I'll be optimistic. I'll only demonstrate the formation three times. If I miss it, I won't demonstrate it anymore!" Jian Fengyun's eyes swept lightly, then waved his hand, and the sword's energy surged out from his fingertips.

Silver lights were outlined in the void and turned into pictures of the exercises.

"This is the martial arts I deduced based on your battle formation. The martial arts you practice should be not much different from this."

In a blink of an eye, the exercise diagram of the exercises had been formed in the sky, and Jian Fengyun said in a faint tone.

"Yan Ling Gong, how could he know about Yan Ling Gong?" When Jue Xiaoyan saw the exercise diagram of the martial arts in the void, a look of horror suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

In the military camp, all the commanders were as surprised and astonished as Juan.

"Yan Ling Gong is a martial art that is not passed on by Yanshan County. It is the inherited martial art left by the first Yanshan County Prince before his death. It is impossible for the outside world to have it. How could Jian Fengyun know about this martial art?"

The exercise diagram in the sky is exactly the same as the Yan Ling Gong they recognize.

"Did Jian Fengyun have already had the idea of ​​Yanshan Gong, sneaked into Yanshan County, and stole Yan Ling Gong?" Such a hint of doubt instantly arose in the hearts of those leaders.

However, the next second, Jue Xiaoyan gave up this idea. Jian Fengyun himself practiced much higher than Yan Ling's skills, and even the skills practiced by people from their sects were even more than Yan Ling's skills. How could he waste his energy on Yan Ling's skills?

Jue Xiaoyan understood instantly, but the commanders of the army did not understand, and their eyes swept towards Jue Xiaoyan at the same time.

Yan Ling Gong is a secret that is not passed down by Yanshan County and is very precious. Except for a few commanders in the army, only Jue Xiaoyan has the entire martial arts, and the rest of the soldiers and warriors only have the previous practice methods, so it is impossible for Jian Fengyun to steal martial arts in Yanshan County. The only possibility that the martial arts leaks are those who know the whole martial arts tell Jian Fengyun the martial arts.

These military commanders did not know Jian Fengyun at all before this, so the only person present who was suspected of leaking his skills was Jue Xiaoyan.

Everyone's eyes were clearly meaningful, and Jue Xiaoyan couldn't help but frown when she met their eyes.

Although these commanders did not speak, their eyes revealed everything.

"Your Yan Ling battle formation originated from this technique. Only those who practice this technique can use the battle formation. Unfortunately, this technique is a bit trash. In addition, the cultivation level of the people who founded this technique was a bit low-level, so when they created the battle formation, they didn't even want to avoid some of the disadvantages that could avoid from the root."

Jian Fengyun's words continued to sound, and the older generation of commanders in the military camp were stunned, then they looked angry and looked at Jian Fengyun angrily in their eyes.

The founder of Yan Ling Gong and Yan Ling Battle Formation was the first county prince of Yanshan County. He was a founding hero of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty. His cultivation had already mastered the creation and reached the realm of the great emperor. Among the legends circulating in the Xuanming Divine Dynasty, there was a legend of Yanshan County prince.

The Prince of Yanshan is the belief in the hearts of these older generations. They are unattainable people. They wish they could worship them all day long. They were as rude as Jian Fengyun, and they even criticized the worthless behaviors he created and the battle formation.

All of these older generation figures were glaring at Jian Fengyun, looking at Jian Fengyun, waiting for Jian Fengyun to finish his speech and criticize Jian Fengyun fiercely, telling him that the Prince of Yanshan was not something he could criticize.

"I don't know what your martial arts formula is, but when your martial arts are activated, when the spiritual power reaches the twelve main spiritual veins, your martial arts should be to let you gather spiritual power and settle for three breaths and then gush out. This method is wrong. The spiritual power should gather in the twelve spiritual veins, directly scatter to the limbs and bones, and then gather spiritual power to cycle with the spiritual veins. This is a cycle of heaven, and then it will continue. In this way, the practice of the exercise will continue, the cultivation speed will be faster, and the spiritual power will be thicker."

Jian Fengyun pointed to the martial arts map floating in the void and slowly guided him.

In the military camp, the older generation of commanders were listening to Jian Fengyun's words and were always ready to refute Jian Fengyun. However, according to what Jian Fengyun said, in this way, the spiritual power increased in the spiritual palace in a single Zhoutian was even more than the original one.

After a while, all the old commanders widened their eyes and looked horrified, which was incredible.

"How is that possible!"

Their hearts were already stormy at this moment. After the martial arts were changed according to what Jian Fengyun said, many benefits actually emerged, which were even worse than the benefits that Jian Fengyun said.

"Young Master Jian, aren't you here to guide us to improve the Yan Ling battle formation? Why are you now guiding the martial arts?" In the military camp, he could keep up with the rhythm that Jian Fengyun said in the first few times. At this moment, he looked at Jian Fengyun and asked.

"Well, this question is good. Actually, I don't want to help you change your martial arts. But your Yan Ling battle formation is really too trash. Even if I guide you to remove several existing defects, if there are problems with the martial arts at the source, your battle formation will still have countless defects when running, so I can only modify your martial arts first, and then cooperate with the modified martial arts to practice the Yan Ling battle formation after the modification to ensure that there is no defect to the greatest extent."

Jian Fengyun glanced over and nodded and explained.

After the words fell, there was a sigh of relief. Jian Fengyun's words were a bit too domineering. Is Yan Ling Gong, the proud martial art of Yanshan County, so bad in his eyes?

"Okay, don't waste time. After the martial arts are changed, you can look at this battle formation again!"

Jian Fengyun waved his hand and another hexagram of sword energy surged out, outlining a mysterious formation diagram in the void.

After three breaths, a complex array diagram suddenly floated over the void.

"If I deduced well, this should be the formation diagram of your Yan Ling battle formation!"
Chapter completed!