"Why did Yu Jianjun come to the big tent when he wasn't staying at his own tent?" Wang Xiaohe, who was wearing heavy armor, didn't even bother to raise his head, he still lowered his head and thought.
This voice was too familiar to him.
He didn't want to see each other at all.
"Humph, General Wang, I am trusted by Your Majesty and come to supervise the army. According to the law, I should come to the big tent once a day to listen to the military report." The faint voice suddenly turned cold: "Why, General, want to violate military regulations?
"
Wang Xiaohe lowered his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
A castrated erection!
Do you dare to talk about military discipline?
But Wang Xiaohe still put down his pen and raised it up. His expression was indifferent, but he could be considered normal, and he said slowly: "What does Yu Jianjun want to know?"
Standing not far in front of him was a handsome but slightly feminine young man about 1.8 meters tall.
Also armor-piercing!
The power of the Jin Dynasty was at its peak. Although eunuchs were used to supervise the army, they definitely did not send people who did not know the army and were greedy for life and afraid of death.
This is merely an imperial check and balance.
"Today, I see signs of mobilization in the ninth battalion. They set off in the morning and returned in the evening." Yu Jianjun said calmly: "According to law, ten thousand troops are stationed in one place, and military movements of more than a thousand people must be carried out by the General Zhengdong Mansion.
Order; military mobilization of hundreds to thousands of people must be jointly ordered by the main army and the supervisory army."
"Why didn't I know about the deployment of eight hundred people?" Yu Jianjun looked directly at Wang Xiaohe with sharp eyes.
"This is a secret order!"
Wang Xiaohe said indifferently: "It's just a mission. When the monthly report comes, the supervisory army will know about it."
"Even if there is a secret order, I, the supervisor, should know it first." Supervisor Yu sneered: "Is the request of the governor of Anping County also a secret order from above? Does the field army also participate in the local suppression of bandits? Want the city
What are the guards for?"
Wang Xiaohe's pupils shrank.
He did not expect that within half a day, the rest of the supervisors would know the cause.
"The Anping County Sheriff is an official on the staff of the Ninth Prince, and he and the general were good friends when they were in the Holy Capital." Yu Jianjun looked at Wang Xiaohe: "There is chaos in his jurisdiction, so the general privately mobilized troops to quell the chaos?"
Wang Xiaohe looked at him coldly and said nothing.
"General Wang."
Yu Jianjun's voice suddenly became gentle again: "I know you look down on me, but I came here on the emperor's order, and I am not a rigid person. There are some things that I can understand, but I hope that from now on, the matter of troop deployment will be smooth.
Can you explain it to me in advance?"
"This is the first time, I won't complain."
"But I don't want it to happen a second time." Yu Jianjun said.
"Thank you very much, Supervisor." Wang Xiaohe looked deeply at Supervisor Yu.
He understood that he had underestimated this newcomer.
suddenly.
"Huh?" A trace of anger flashed in Wang Xiaohe's eyes. He seemed to be not very agile in heavy armor, and suddenly rushed forward.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound of explosion, and the thick and wide document burst into pieces, and countless papers, bamboo slips, and broken wood flew everywhere.
"Wow~" A flash of cold light was like lightning, disappearing from where Wang Xiaohe had just stood.
"Assassin! Second grade!"
Wang Xiaohe, who dodged the fatal blow, burst into a low roar. The roar was so loud that it was instantly transmitted in all directions.
In fact, without his warning, the large group of guards and guards outside the big tent had already heard the strange movements inside the big tent.
"assassin!"
"Hurry, someone has assassinated the general." Shouts rang out quickly from outside the tent.
And inside the big tent.
"Assassin?" Supervisor Yu's expression changed as he was still very proud. He couldn't believe it, this was the Chinese army's main tent!
Please note that there are many elites guarding you around.
Could an assassin infiltrate?
In an instant, he had an idea, maybe Wang Xiaohe was tired of him and wanted to find a reason to kill him!
All this happened so quickly that Supervisor Yu had no time to think of anything else.
Just as he instinctively took two steps back to escape from the Chinese army's tent, he felt himself flying.
fly?
No! This was nowhere to be seen. It was Wang Xiaohe who grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him backwards.
To be a human shield.
"Peng~"
A silver spear pierced straight through, like piercing a piece of tofu, and instantly pierced Yu Jianjun and his armor.
Blood splattered.
Yu Jianjun, die!
"Pfft~" The silver gun shook, and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of terrifying power exploded. Yu Jianjun's body exploded and turned into countless flesh and blood. Even the armor turned into fragments and shot out in all directions, piercing the entire body.
account.
Outside the big tent, screams came one after another!
Against a peerless warrior who can easily unleash hundreds of thousands of powerful forces, a piece of gravel or a fragment of steel can unleash terrifying power.
It cannot be matched by numbers.
In the big tent, the strong smell of blood has completely dispersed.
"General Wang, you are decisive and use your colleagues as a shield." Wu Yuan, wearing a ghost mask, black clothes and holding a silver gun, stood in the tent.
The tip of the spear was pointed at Wang Xiaohe, who was still in shock.
now.
In Wang Xiaohe's hand, there was already a thick and heavy knife, and he was also staring at Wu Yuan: "Who are you, and why do you want to assassinate me?"
"If anyone makes an offer, I will kill him." Wu Yuan's voice was calm.
"It turns out that he is a master of Qixing Tower. His stealth skills are really good. He sneaked into our Chinese army's tent silently." Wang Xiaohe's face looked ferocious: "I, Wang Xiaohe, have been in the army for nearly twenty years. You are the best I have ever seen.
What a pity for the terrible assassin."
"What's a pity?" Wu Yuan said softly.
"It's a pity that you didn't take advantage of the situation and attack, leaving me a chance to breathe." Wang Xiaohe said ferociously: "From the moment I got the knife, you were dead."
"Really?" Wu Yuan's voice was cold, as if it sounded from the secluded world: "I don't know, it's not because you can avoid my shot. I hope you can play with me for a while longer?"
"After all, a master is hard to find."
Before he could even utter the word "Xun", Wu Yuan suddenly jumped out, and the earth and rocks under his feet cracked instantly, revealing dozens of cracks.
both sides.
Less than three feet away.
For masters of this level, it is very close!
"Hoo!" The gun came out, infusing 300,000 kilograms of terrifying power, with a roaring roar, and unparalleled power, and it pierced Wang Xiaohe!
"Chichi!"
The shadow of the knife flickered, and Wang Xiaohe was seen violently retreating backwards, and at the same time he tried his best to attack Wu Yuan's silver spear.
Weapons clashed.
"His power? It doesn't seem too strong!" Wang Xiaohe just noticed.
Immediately, he felt a strange force coming from the gun barrel, causing his expression to change drastically, and he could hardly hold the sword.
"Retreat!" Wang Xiaohe wanted to retreat.
"Retreat? Can you retreat?" Wu Yuan's eyes were cold.
"Wow!" The gun body was retracted and suddenly raised high. The gun head was connected to the gun body, like a long steel stick, and it hit Wang Xiaohe fiercely.
too fast.
"Bang!"
The long sword was raised horizontally, and even though Wang Xiaohe resisted with all his strength, he still heard a huge roar, and the earth and rocks under his feet exploded.
Countless rocks splashed.
"The speed of his attack is so fast!" Wang Xiaohe was frightened and angry. He suppressed the soreness in his arms and jumped back with all his strength.
Don't dare to bear it hard.
"Let's see how many times you can block my shots." Wu Yuan was just strolling around, unable to hit him with one shot, then rushed forward and stabbed him with another shot.
Shockingly fast.
"Death!" Seeing that there was no way to escape, Wang Xiaohe had no choice but to use his sword light desperately, and a ray of sword light lit up.
"Keng!" "Keng!"
The swords were shining heavily! The sky was full of gun shadows! The two masters clashed more than ten times in an instant, and sweat broke out on Wang Xiaohe's forehead.
Too fast, too fierce.
Wu Yuan's strength was obviously so strong, but the speed of his marksmanship was beyond his imagination, and even though he tried his best, he could only barely hold on.
"Boom~" The two top masters clashed, and the terrifying air pressure formed spread out in all directions. The entire Chinese army's tent finally couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly collapsed and shattered.
Everything calms down.
Tangled trees and remnants of cloth were scattered in all directions, revealing two figures standing in the center of the dilapidated tent. One was unusually tall and tall, holding a sword.
One only showed his eyes and was holding a silver gun!
Their eyes collided.
"As expected of a general in charge of the army, he has many people under his command." Wu Yuan glanced around and saw hundreds of sergeants attacking him from all directions.
Further away, more sergeants were coming.
The military formation has been initially formed! A large number of elite masters holding bows and arrows are aiming at Wu Yuan, as well as a large number of ordinary sergeants holding powerful crossbows.
This is the most effective way for an army to deal with martial arts masters.
"Your strength is very scary. Looking at the whole Jiangzhou, there are not many masters like you." Wang Xiaohe stared at Wu Yuan: "Tell me your name, otherwise, if you die, your family will not know where you died in the future.
Place."
"My name? I don't even know it myself." Wu Yuan's voice was still cold: "However, people in the world generally call me 'Dark Sword'!"
"Dark knife?"
As soon as Wang Xiaohe thought about it, he suddenly realized: "Are you the secret knife on the list? But how come your strength..."
"How can there be so many problems!" Wu Yuan's eyes turned cold: "I'll send you on your way!"
During this period of time, more than 500 sergeants gathered around him.
about there.
"Whoosh!" Wu Yuan fled.
"Let it go!" shouted a loud voice.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Suddenly, a stream of terrifying arrows hit Wu Yuan like a stream of light, and the speed of the arrows was equally terrifying.
"I don't believe you can avoid it." Wang Xiaohe held a long knife and stood in front of the army with great confidence, staring at Wu Yuan.
Army of arrows, victory by quantity!
But immediately, Wang Xiaohe's expression changed and he almost lost his voice: "How is that possible?"
Whoosh~
Wu Yuan's body became strangely distorted and then recovered instantly, as if he could predict the direction of arrows in advance.
Move out of the way like lightning.
"Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!" With the spear thrust out several times, he accurately deflected the two arrows in front of him.
Wu Yuan actually escaped through the rain of arrows in the blink of an eye.
Unscathed!
Even his speed only slowed down slightly.
"A rain of arrows from the army! Nothing more than that!" Wu Yuan let out a long roar, and like a ghost, he suddenly jumped several feet away and approached Wang Xiaohe again.
One shot thrust out.
Silently, the same force burst out, but when the spear completely merged into the air, the air almost no longer formed an obstruction, and the gun speed instantly increased by 50%.
Hit the opponent's head directly!
"No!" A trace of fear flashed in Wang Xiaohe's eyes, it was too terrifying.
The shooting technique just now was fast enough, but now it is even more terrifying.
"This hidden knife? Where is the strength of the fifty or sixty people in Jiangzhou?"
"At least the top twenty! Even the top ten!"
"The gun passed by silently. Could this be the legendary 'unity of man and nature'? Even if it is slightly inferior, I'm afraid it is almost the same." Wang Xiaohe's eyes turned red.
At this moment, he was really anxious!
He finally understood why Wu Yuan was so confident. How could such a terrifying master care about being besieged by an army?
Wang Xiaohe knew that if he didn't fight hard, it would be difficult for him to survive today.
"boom!"
Wang Xiaohe's aura changed instantly, his speed also surged, his figure suddenly retreated, and at the same time, he suddenly struck the spear with a knife.
"Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!" A series of weapons collided, and countless gravels on the ground stirred up and splashed in all directions.
"Explosion secrets and secrets? Even if the strength is a bit stronger, so what?" Wu Yuan's fighting spirit was soaring.
I just saw Hunter Xinxi, and I haven’t played against a master for a long time, so I gave it a try.
Now, how can you give the other party a chance?
The two of them fought wildly, as if they were joined together. Wu Yuan did not give Wang Xiaohe a chance to widen the gap between them.
"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Hoo!" Spears stabbed one after another, and long knives struck at Wu Yuan.
There were a large number of soldiers along the way who could no longer use their crossbows.
He began to fight at close range with all his strength.
They are all Wang Xiaohe's personal guards.
According to military regulations, if Wang Xiaohe dies, they will be severely punished even if they don't die.
Naturally, everyone works hard.
These sergeants have at least tens of thousands of kilograms of strength, and there are many elite masters with tens of thousands of kilograms of strength.
Once it breaks out, it cannot be underestimated!
"Anyone who blocks the road will die!" Wu Yuan's eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and he waved his silver gun.
The overwhelming gun shadows swept in all directions.
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" A series of gun shadows flashed past, and more than twenty sergeants fell in the blink of an eye.
Either the throat was pierced or the neck was slit.
All die!
Wang Xiaohe, as slippery as a loach, took the opportunity to distance himself from Wu Yuan and ran away desperately.
But he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
Whoosh!
Wu Yuan boldly jumped up from the ground, stepped on the heads and shoulders of many personal guards, and rushed towards Wang Xiaohe like lightning.
"Boom!" "Boom!" Countless spears and swords stabbed along the way.
But they were avoided one by one.
Walk through thousands of troops without touching a single cent! At this moment, the strange movement skills displayed by Wu Yuan made Wang Xiaohe and even all the soldiers tremble with fear.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
On the contrary, gun shadows passed by one after another, and soldiers fell down in groups like wheat straw along the way, be they third-rate masters or second-rate masters!
Even the only two first-class experts took action.
No one can block Wu Yuan's shot!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers were dead, and Wu Yuan finally caught up with Wang Xiaohe again.
Both of them had already rushed out of the encirclement of the army.
"Kill!" Wang Xiaohe gritted his teeth, turned around and slashed with his sword, intending to fight Wu Yuan to the death.
Escape? You will definitely die!
A fight to the death, or a glimmer of hope.
"Die!" As soon as Wu Yuan landed, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and like a gust of wind, the spear turned into shadows all over the sky.
Silently, it was even faster than before by 50%!
The secret technique "Thousand Mountains"!
Explode with all your strength!
In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of gun shadows completely enveloped Wang Xiaohe, instantly blinding him.
"Can his gun be faster? What kind of strength does this have?" Wang Xiaohe couldn't believe it, his face turned red, and he tried his best to resist.
If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.
When Wu Yuan used "Thousand Mountains", the forty-sixth spear pierced out, and Wang Xiaohe could no longer resist. The tip of the spear grazed the blade and instantly broke through his defense.
"Pfft!" His throat was pierced.
"Bang~" Wu Yuan exerted force again, the tip of the gun rotated, the body split apart instantly, blood spattered everywhere, and there was no longer any possibility of survival.
Wang Xiaohe, die!
Blood spattered and a little stained Wu Yuan's boots, but how could Wu Yuan care about this trivial matter?
"Huh!" Wu Yuan raised his spear to the ground, and the magic sword that had just fallen to the ground was lifted up.
Wu Yuan grabbed it in his hand.
"The general is dead!"
"Supervisor Yu is also dead."
"Kill, kill the assassin!" From every military tent, thousands of sergeants surged toward Wu Yuan like a tidal wave.
One person fighting against an army?
The Grand Master of Dibang said that he could defeat ten thousand with one, and that was no lie.
There have been countless examples in the history of China.
With Wu Yuan's current strength, he is not afraid of an army of ten thousand people in a head-to-head confrontation, and there is a steady stream of blood-colored mist to eliminate physical fatigue.
He is absolutely capable of killing this army until it collapses.
However, it doesn’t make much sense!
"In the national war, the most important thing is the battle between the top strong men." Wu Yuan's eyes were cold: "Just kill some generals, there is no need to slaughter these low-level soldiers."
It should be noted that the blood-colored mist was saturated with the massacre just now, and no more blood-colored mist emerged from the black tower in the Upper Dantian Palace.
Whoosh!
Wu Yuan chose a direction at random and directly used "Secret Walk". His body was as fast as lightning, and he waved his spear, leaving the corpses of the sergeants everywhere in the blink of an eye.
He rushed directly out of the encirclement of the army.
quickly disappeared into the darkness.
…
An army of ten thousand people, the general and supervisors were all dead, three of the five lieutenants died, and the sergeants also suffered heavy casualties, so it was natural that there was chaos.
However, with the full comfort of the two remaining lieutenants, the chaotic army gradually calmed down and began to clean up the mess.
When the sky is about to become clear.
"Answer!" "Answer!" Horse hooves formed in formation outside the camp.
A group of people are approaching quickly.
"The Ninth Prince is here in person, where is Wang Xiaohe? Come and pick him up quickly!" A long roar, extremely penetrating, was transmitted from outside the military camp to the military camp.
Half a day, no response.
……"What?"
"Wang Xiaohe died tonight? He was assassinated by a terrible master." A large group of masters surrounded a young man in black robes and angrily entered the military camp, preparing to find Wang Xiaohe.
But I got such a bolt from the blue.
"How can it be?"
"A month ago, when General Wang bid farewell to me in Linjiang City, he was still fine!" The young man in black robe, who was about twenty years old, had red eyes, twitching facial muscles, and almost growled: "I don't want to
Believe me, I want to see General Wang’s body.”
He walked straight towards the collapsed tent.
"Your Highness." General Pi on the side saw this scene and wanted to stop him: "General Wang's body has been..."
"roll!"
The young man in black robe roared and kicked him away. The terrifying force instantly sent him flying nearly ten meters away, causing him to vomit blood.
It should be noted that the general is also a first-class master, which shows the strength of the ninth prince.
The young man in black robe led a group of people and quickly arrived in front of the big tent.
It's a mess here, with blood everywhere.
There were hundreds of corpses lined up in a row, which was simply shocking.
The smell of blood is strong.
However, among the people who came, who had not been killed for a long time, how could they care?
Whoosh!
A few young men in black robes dodged and ran tens of meters away, arriving in front of Wang Xiaohe's body lying on the white cloth.
The corpse was divided into two parts, barely held together.
The mask has completely changed.
"Senior brother! Senior brother!" The young man in black robe could no longer bear it. He lay down next to the corpse, roaring and wailing.
The dozen or so experts who followed were all silent.
They all knew that although the Ninth Prince was nearly twenty years younger than Wang Xiaohe, they both worshiped the same master.
In the early years, when the Ninth Prince had not yet shown his talent, Wang Xiaohe, as his 'senior brother', guided him for a long time on behalf of his master.
The two have a very good relationship.
Later, one became a territorial general.
One, however, suddenly emerged from among the princes and became one of the three most valued princes by the contemporary Jin Emperor.
There is hope of becoming a Dabao!
quite a while.
The Ninth Prince suddenly raised his head. There were faint traces of tears on his face. They were all wiped away. What was left was only endless killing intent.
"Come here!" The Ninth Prince stared at the general who had been kicked by him just now.
"Your Highness." General Pi was extremely frightened.
"What exactly is going on?" The Ninth Prince stared at him: "Don't miss anything, tell me everything clearly."
"Yes, tonight, humble duty..." General Pi did not dare to delay and quickly told what he knew.
Immediately afterwards.
Under the command of the Ninth Prince, someone quickly found three more personal guards.
They were summoned and asked questions one by one.
Their narrations were gathered together to form a complete incident, which gave the Ninth Prince and the accompanying experts a clear understanding.
"Dark knife?"
The Ninth Prince's eyes were cold and he growled: "It's the rumored one who obtained the secret sword of the Chu Jiang Order? Uncle Jin, is it him?"
"Your Highness, it's hard to say. Maybe he's impersonating his identity." An old man in white robes who followed said softly: "Dark Sword is good at swordsmanship and flying knives. But according to the current description, this mysterious master is good at
marksmanship."
"and!"
"According to the intelligence collected by Qunxing Tower, the secret knife is only a master ranked in the 60th or 70th place in Jiangzhou's list, let alone kill General Wang among the tens of thousands of troops."
"Even if it's one-on-one, you may not be able to kill General Wang." The old man in white robe shook his head slightly: "There is a 90% chance that he is pretending."
At this moment.
The middle-aged man in red robe, who had been walking back and forth in the collapsed tent, came back with two short guns on his back and a cold expression.
"Master Li?" the Ninth Prince asked tentatively.
The attitude is completely different from that of others.
"I investigated the traces of their fight and combined it with what the sergeants said." The middle-aged man in red robe said coldly: "This person should be among the top ten in Jiangzhou."
Top ten?
Everyone's hearts sank, this was already a very terrifying master.
In terms of strength, he is very close to a master.
"Kill him, I'm sure." The middle-aged man in red robe spat out six more words.
Everyone was shocked!
Not to mention the several generals and personal guards who were captured for questioning.
Everyone who came with the Ninth Prince looked at each other in confusion. They only knew that the middle-aged man in red robe was very strong, but the other party had only been with the Ninth Prince for a short period of time, and they did not know the details of the other party.
Top ten on the list!
Are you sure you can kill them all?
"Okay!" The Ninth Prince's eyes were fixed, and a terrifying cold light erupted.
He suddenly turned his head and stared at a middle-aged man in black robes among his entourage: "Southern Wei? Take out your 'Blood Seeking Insect', I'm going to hunt him down."
The expression of the middle-aged man in black robe changed: "Your Highness, there are only the last two of these blood soul-seeking insects left."
"Besides, I don't know whether the assassin is contaminated with blood. Plus several hours have passed, so I'm not sure whether he can be traced." The man in black robe continued.
The meaning behind the words is to make the Ninth Prince give up!
"I asked you to track him. If you fail, I won't blame you." The Ninth Prince stared at the middle-aged man in black robes, suppressed his anger, and tried his best to sound as good as possible.
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man in black robe, some with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.
Spirit insect.
They are very rare! Many people have only heard of them in some ancient classics. Where have they been seen?
"Yes, Your Highness." The middle-aged man in black robe nodded helplessly.
Very quickly.
He took a little blood from each corpse, and finally took a little blood from the corpse of 'Wang Xiaohe'.
A lot of blood was mixed in a vial.
At this time.
The man in black robe carefully opened a jade bottle from the package, and then poured one of the insect eggs into the vial mixed with a large amount of blood.
"Crack~" Visible to the naked eye, the insect eggs swallowed up all the blood in the jade bottle and hatched quickly.
A blood-colored flying insect the size of a thumb flew out.
Everyone stared.
The flying insect first circled a pile of corpses for a long time, then turned around and made a "buzzing" sound, trying to fly in another direction.
"Your Highness." The middle-aged man in black robe grabbed the spirit insect into his palm and said excitedly: "The spirit insect said that there was a familiar smell of blood and it went to the southwest."
"southwest?"
The Ninth Prince's eyes were cold, and he glanced at his subordinates: "Uncle Jin, Master Li, Jiu Huo, Nan Wei, the four of you will follow me and hunt down the murderer together."
"Your Highness, no!"
The face of the 'white-robed old man' named Uncle Jin immediately changed: "The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall. If this wolf dares to assassinate my general of the Jin Dynasty, he should be killed naturally, but we can just go. Why does Your Highness need to risk it himself?"
"Yes! Your Highness, you stay in the army while we go."
"Your Highness." Others spoke one after another.
Their wealth and prosperity depended on the Ninth Prince, so they naturally didn't want each other to take risks.
"Father, I have been fighting in Xizhou for more than ten years, wandering around life and death. I have just stepped into the role of Grandmaster and entered the capital with hundreds of military achievements." The Ninth Prince glanced at his attendants: "If you cannot become a Grandmaster, you cannot be an emperor!"
"This is the rule set by the ancestors."
"Today, with Master Li and you all here, if I don't even dare to catch an assassin, what hope do I have of becoming a grandmaster or an emperor?"
"Besides, I must kill him myself!" the Ninth Prince almost growled.
"But..." The old man in white robe wanted to say something else.
"No need to discuss it further." The Ninth Prince said coldly: "Uncle Jin, if you are afraid, then just stay here."
"Nanwei, release the spiritual insects."
"Yes." Nan Wei did not dare to refute, and quickly released the spiritual insect in his hand.
The spirit insect flew out quickly, not too fast.
"Master Li, Nan Wei, Huo Ling, let's go." The Ninth Prince roared, and followed the spirit insect in a flash.
Several experts quickly followed.
"Hey." The old man in white robe sighed softly, turned to a big man in black robe among the entourage, and said solemnly: "Wu Xi."
"Master Jin," the big man in black robe said.
"Immediately go back and report to Grandmaster Chen Luo. I will leave marks along the way." The old man in white robe continued: "Grandmaster must come as soon as possible."
"Remember, don't delay, go quickly!"
"Yes." The big man in black robe nodded and quickly left along the original road.
After the white-robed old man gave the order, he also jumped tens of meters away and quickly chased the Ninth Prince and his party.
…
After killing Wang Xiaohe in a battle.
Wu Yuan fled straight away. Even though his speed was slightly slower to avoid leaving traces, he was still very fast.
Along the southeast direction, we ran for several hours at a stretch.
Until we came to a big river.
"Unexpectedly, he escaped more than 600 miles in one breath and fled to the edge of Yunjiang River. This should be the junction of Hengshan Mansion and Baihu." Wu Yuan was familiar with the terrain of the entire Jiangzhou, but he had never actually walked there.
All over Jiangzhou.
Wherever he looked, there were dangerous shoals without people.
On the other side of the river are rolling hills.
"Bang!" He stuck the magic sword on the ground and put down the spear.
Wu Yuan took off his clothes directly.
"Escape six hundred miles in one breath."
"The journey was traceless and we avoided the towns and villages. No matter how powerful the tracking master is, he probably won't be able to trace him." Wu Yuan smiled slightly.
He asked himself to be very careful.
After all, the opponent was a border guard general of the Jin Empire. Once he was killed, the shock would be quite big, so no one could be too careful.
Once relaxed.
Countless pores that were originally closed opened, and sweat poured out immediately. Wu Yuan also felt a little bit tired.
Take a break.
"Take a bath." Wu Yuan jumped into the Yunjiang River. The water was clear and freezing cold, but he took a quick bath.
It took half a day to get ashore.
"Comfortable." Wu Yuan put on his clothes again and felt refreshed. As far as his eyes could see, the mighty river flowed gently to the east.
The winter sunshine is not very warm, but it is very pleasant.
"Killing Wang Xiaohe completed the mission. It was revenge. It also caused some trouble to the Jin Empire." Wu Yuan was in a happy mood: "I also obtained a large amount of bloody mist."
Think of this.
"Blood-colored mist." Wu Yuan immediately sat cross-legged, his consciousness gathered, and he saw countless bloody mist surrounding the Black Tower in the Upper Dantian Palace.
Wu Yuan's body seemed to be cheering for joy.
Longing for the bloody mist.
"The bloody mist has not been fused for more than half a year. This time, I hope the bloody mist coming out of the black tower is enough."
"Where is it not cultivation?"
"Right here, let's start." Wu Yuan did not hesitate too much and quickly began to guide the bloody mist in Dantian Palace.
Immediately.
"Boom!" Like a tide, blood-colored mist poured out from the Upper Dantian Palace and quickly reached the limbs and bones.
Fusion!
Suddenly, Wu Yuan felt subtle changes in his muscles and bones, his whole body was faintly trembling, and his soul seemed to be cheering.
"Evolve! Improve!" Wu Yuan sighed secretly.
In terms of magic, even the Ancient Immortal Dew is far from comparable to the bloody mist.
One is to improve to the physical limit, and the other is to break the limit.
Can it be compared?
The tendons, bones, skin, membranes, internal organs, and blood all continue to evolve and improve under the fusion of blood-colored mist.
Of course, the extremely rich blood-colored mist that originally surrounded the black tower was also rapidly consumed, decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Kill the top masters, and you will get more bloody mist."
Wu Yuan thought to himself: "Killing hundreds of other sergeants would probably be comparable to the bloody mist obtained by killing Wang Xiaohe."
The more you think about it.
Wu Yuanyue felt that the black tower contained profound secrets.
What does the bloody mist come from?
Is it provided by the Black Tower as a reward for killing enemies? How can the Black Tower clearly judge the strength of the enemies it kills?
Is it some mysterious substance that devours the dead? Why can it only devour the enemies it kills?
I can’t figure it out!
Time passes, when the sun sets.
When the bloody mist in the Upper Dantian Palace was about to be exhausted, Wu Yuan finally felt that his body had reached the limit of devouring the bloody mist.
"Absorbed a full 90%!"
"Only 10% is left?" Wu Yuan murmured to himself: "Is it possible that you want me to find another place to kill?"
Deep down, Wu Yuan doesn't like killing very much.
"That's all, let's talk about it later. Let's work hard to improve our physical fitness to the limit." There was a trace of expectation in Wu Yuan's eyes: "I don't know, to what level can my physical fitness be improved this time?"
His one-arm punch strength has reached 110,000 kilograms.
Sensing his body, Wu Yuan had a vague feeling that the improvement this time might exceed his imagination.
He took out the jade bottle he carried with him from the package on the ground.
Open.
A burst of fragrance spreads, making people involuntarily have the desire to swallow it.
What is placed in the jade bottle is the ancient immortal dew.
In the past three years, the sect has given a total of thirty drops of ancient immortal dew.
Including the ten drops that Wu Yuan originally owned, and excluding the small portion that he had used over the past year, there were still about thirty-six drops.
Ancient Immortal Dew contains large amounts of energy and is small in size, making it easy to carry around.
Therefore, when he was practicing hard in Yunshan Mountain, Wu Yuan rarely used the 'Ancient Immortal Dew' to strengthen his body, but mostly used Qi-Yi Dan and Yunquan water.
These ancient immortal dews are for him to use when he plans to venture out.
"Now, I can improve my physical fitness in one breath without any hindrance. I don't know if these ancient immortal dew are enough." Wu Yuan smiled slightly.
Open your mouth directly.
Without diluting it, I swallowed a whole drop of the Ancient Immortal Dew!
Suddenly, a surging energy exploded from Wu Yuan's mouth to his stomach.
With Wu Yuan's current strong physical fitness, it is enough to bear it.
"call!"
Wu Yuan jumped out and began to practice "Tiger and Leopard Bone Training". Each move stimulated the body in a deep way.
Suddenly, the surging energy erupted from the Ancient Immortal Dew quickly poured into every corner of the body.
Long dry life will bring you nectar!
All the muscles and bones in Wu Yuan's body began to crazily absorb the energy of the ancient immortal dew to strengthen himself.
The bloody mist has raised his physical limit to an extremely high level.
And the ancient immortal dew does not contain any impurities.
His physical fitness began to improve at an unprecedented speed.
Drops of the ancient immortal dew were swallowed by Wu Yuan.
His physical fitness also ranged from 110,000 jins per arm... to 120,000 jins... to 130,000 jins...
Soaring all the way!
The sun sets.
Rise again!
When the sun hung above his head again, Wu Yuan finally stopped practicing and stood there, completely quiet.
"one day one Night."
"Finally reached the limit!"
"In order to eliminate the fatigue of the body's continuous cultivation and improvement, the bloody mist is exhausted."
"Only three drops of the Ancient Immortal Dew are still consumed." Wu Yuan felt calm as he consumed more than thirty drops of the Ancient Immortal Dew.
This is equivalent to spending millions of money overnight.
but.
Wu Yuan didn't feel bad at all. The purpose of all the resources he worked hard to obtain was to improve his own strength.
The strength cannot be improved.
There are many treasures, what’s the use?
"Huh!" Wu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, looked down at his palms, and clenched them gently, feeling that surging power could burst out at any time.
Much stronger than before.
Two days ago, his one-arm punch strength was 110,000 kilograms, and his physical fitness was still at the bottom among the 'second-grade warriors'.
And now.
Wu Yuan punched out, extremely fast, like an afterimage, and silently, much faster than before!
"Boom!" Another punch, without deliberately blending into the surrounding environment, the air exploded.
"One-arm punching power."
"About... 160,000 kilograms!" A smile appeared on Wu Yuan's lips: "Even compared with the masters, the gap is very small."
For the Dibang Grandmaster, the minimum physical fitness requirement is 200,000 kilograms!
While in Yunshan.
Wu Yuan had read many classics, including essays (not insights) by several masters, and had a certain understanding of the Dibang masters.
Why did King Wu define first-level physical fitness as 200,000 kilograms three thousand years ago?
This is a limit.
It is the common level for human beings in Middle-earth to reach the limit of human body.
Just like Wu Yuan's previous life in the Human Federation, the physical fitness of martial arts masters and their single-arm boxing strength were generally between 25,000 kilograms and 30,000 kilograms.
Middle-earth.
A master's one-arm boxing strength is generally between 200,000 jins and 250,000 jins.
higher?
Yes!
But it is very rare. Most of them are born with extremely high physical talent, receive the best training since childhood, and finally become a master, so they can hope to break through.
"My fighting skills may not be matched by ordinary masters."
"Two days ago, I asked myself that my master was almost invincible." Wu Yuan was calm in his heart: "But now?"
"You should be able to compete with the Grandmaster."
At least, if you have the ability to fight, you won't be as helpless as before.
It can be said.
Looking at the entire world of Middle-earth, except for the legendary masters who almost never appear.
Wu Yuan is almost at the pinnacle of martial arts.
this moment.
Wu Yuan felt a little relaxed. He had reached this level in just two years.
It can be said that there are fewer and fewer people in the world who can threaten him.
Only when you are strong can you have freedom and be at ease.
that's all.
Wu Yuan lay quietly by the river, his mind slowly relaxing and extending in all directions to perceive the world.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, an hour.
When the sun turns westward.
"Huh?" Wu Yuan, who was relaxing, suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Stand up.
The magic sword has been acquired.
His eyes were fixed on the mountain forest not far away. With his strong sense and hearing, he had already noticed that he was in the mountain forest.
Several figures were approaching at great speed.
Didn't keep him waiting too long!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Several figures jumped up, cut through the air, and quickly landed in the wild forest nearly a hundred meters away from him.
In the center of both sides is a river shoal.
"This group of people?" Wu Yuan frowned slightly, his eyes swept across the five figures, and his eyes fell on the young man in black robe with a solemn expression.
This person seems to be the leader.
But after just glancing at him, Wu Yuan's eyes finally fell on the indifferent-looking middle-aged man in red robe.
This person is the biggest threat!
"Are you a hidden knife? Did you kill Senior Brother Wang?" The young man in black robe stared at Wu Yuan, and even more so at the big knife in Wu Yuan's hand.
This is Wang Xiaohe’s magic sword.
"Senior Brother Wang? Wang Xiaohe?" Wu Yuan narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Are you the disciple of 'Grandmaster Sun Dongning'?"
Information about Wang Xiaohe.
Wu Yuan naturally understood.
It's a pity, what about the master's apprentice? Kill him without fail!
"Sure enough, it's you!" The eyes of the young man in black robe contained endless anger, as if he wanted to swallow Wu Yuan completely.
"Are you seeking revenge?" Wu Yuan said softly.
"Although, I don't know how you were able to find it so quickly."
"However, thinking about it, you should be the masters of the Jin Empire." Wu Yuan's voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating and echoed along the riverside.
"Your Excellency, is this really a hidden sword?" the old man in white robe suddenly said.