Nangong Wan'er took a step forward and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. Is there any problem?"
Wu Liang said very proudly.
"There's a problem. I think you came here because you want to practice your evil skills, because many people may die in this battle, which just gives you an advantage, right?"
"So what?"
Nangong Wan'er glanced at Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen nodded.
Nangong Wan'er said: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, you can take my sword!"
Wu Liang laughed and said: "Okay, let alone one sword, so what if there are ten swords and a hundred swords!"
After saying that, he dodged his body and reached high altitude.
Nangong Wan'er also took off.
The two were hundreds of meters apart.
Everyone below was staring at the sky, and some were looking at Du Qingchen.
However, Du Qingchen looked calm, as if he was not worried about Nangong Wan'er at all, nor was he angry.
He was indeed not angry. In his eyes, Wu Liang was just an ant.
A strong man, is it necessary to get angry with an ant?
At worst, he could be trampled to death.
What Nangong Wan'er has to do now is to trample Wu Liang to death.
Everyone looked at her with a little curiosity.
Everyone knows that Nangong Wan'er is the most talented woman in the capital. Before, no one knew that she was also a practitioner.
It wasn't until the decisive battle between Du Qingchen and Taoist Yinfeng that Nangong Wan'er took action once, but she was really strong.
Later, she was kidnapped to a secret realm, and people gradually forgot about her. Until some time ago, she reappeared in everyone's sight. She went to the Du family, where Du Zheng broke an arm, and to the Wang family, where many people died.
Human beings eventually perished.
Only then did people realize that Nangong Wan'er was still very strong.
But as a practitioner, how high her cultivation level is is a secret.
Because Nangong Wan'er now looks like an ordinary person, not a practitioner at all.
Wu Liang looked at her and smiled contemptuously: "It's interesting that she also hides her realm."
Nangong Wan'er was too lazy to talk to Wu Liang. She felt that it was a waste of words. She was not willing to reason with the enemy. Why waste words when things could be solved with a sword.
Moreover, for things like reasoning, you must have strong strength. Whoever has a sharper sword can reason. It is meaningless for a weak person to reason with a strong person.
"One sword! As long as you can take my sword, I will kill myself on the spot!"
Nangong Wan'er said calmly. Wu Liang finally stopped laughing, and his expression looked a bit stern. If Nangong Wan'er was not a fool, she would never say such a thing.
Obviously the other party didn't do anything, and no aura appeared, but Wu Liang couldn't help but feel nervous, as if he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen. What he had to face today might be something he had never encountered before.
A powerful opponent.
Death energy began to appear around Wu Liang's body, which was refined after killing many people. This death energy made the sky seem to darken. The death energy entered his body and came out from the top of his head, and so on, like
It was a formation that was constructed.
In his hand, a pitch-black ruler appeared.
"kill!"
Wu Liang has regarded Nangong Wan'er as his life-and-death enemy. For him, this is no longer a discussion, but a duel. He wants to kill Nangong Wan'er, and he must strike first.
After all, he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. Facing a younger generation, he did not dare to look down on him at all, and he did not let Nangong Wan'er make the first move.
It can be seen that he really values Nangong Wan'er.
The black ruler suddenly surged, and the black energy appeared overwhelmingly. The ruler was hidden in it, and it only suppressed Nangong Wan'er in an instant.
A sword appeared in Nangong Wan'er's hand, a very ordinary sword. At her current state, she actually no longer cared much about magical weapons.
Then, she swung her sword casually.
A flash of sword light disappeared in an instant.
The sword has been put away by her.
A ruler had already come in front of her, but she did not move, because Jiechi stopped when he was still one meter away from her, and then began to turn into ashes, and the black energy gradually disappeared without a trace.
In the distance, Wu Liang was still standing on the same spot, holding a ruler in his hand. The ruler seemed to be weathered and disappeared with the wind.
Everyone below looked at Wu Liang in shock.
Then, a very thin red line appeared on Wu Liang's throat. Then, the red line began to thicken, and blood spattered. His head suddenly flew out and fell to the river in the distance, and his headless body suddenly exploded.
After opening it, countless sword energy burst out from his body, and the surrounding space was cut and destroyed.
Everyone looked stupidly at Nangong Wan'er in the sky.
She stood there like a god of war, with her white skirt fluttering and full of fairy spirit.
The next moment, Nangong Wan'er returned to Du Qingchen's side.
Everyone swallowed their saliva, a little dumbfounded.
Strong, too strong, too strong to be unreasonable.
A group of practitioners didn't dare to look at her anymore.
Nangong Wan'er looked at everyone and said, "Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied? You can come out. If I use the second sword, I will lose!"
sweat……
This is crazy!
But no one came forward.
A person with strength can easily be convinced by what he says even if he is a little crazy.
That’s called confidence!
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
No one dared to speak.
It's just that Nangong Wan'er's aura is too strong.
After coughing, Du Qingchen said: "Okay, it's all gone."
Everyone was relieved, and a group of practitioners dared to come forward, clasped their fists, saluted Du Qingchen, and introduced themselves.
After everyone had dispersed, Du Qingchen said to the two theater commanders: "Okay, let's go to the war room."
Soon, a group of people arrived at the war room.
The two officers were named Li Shanyou and Lai Changhe. They were both veteran generals in their sixties, but they were still very respectful when facing Du Qingchen.
They had participated in that war back then, but at that time they were not as high up as they are now. Anyone who had experienced that war would not have great respect for Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen is the soul of Xia Guo's army. He is absolutely in the army. His prestige is extremely high and he doesn't think twice.
Apart from the two generals, the remaining ones are Du Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er, as well as two other staff officers.
"How is the situation now?"
Du Qingchen asked.
Li Shanyou said: "I'd better ask the person in charge of intelligence work to report to you. Come in."
A young general walked in. Du Qingchen couldn't help but be startled when he saw it.
It's his old acquaintance, Zhu Zhijun.
Du Qingchen asked: "Why are you here?"
"When the country is in trouble, it is our duty to do so."
Zhu Zhijun said solemnly, and then added: "Long Shuai, I can fight side by side with you again, but this time the situation is not optimistic."
Here, he doesn't dare to call him Brother Chen anymore, he just calls him Long Shuai.
Du Qingchen said: "Tell me about the situation."
Zhu Zhijun nodded and said: "According to our intelligence, there are ten countries participating in the war across the sea this time, with a total strength of 800,000, and there are also many aircraft carriers and warships. Although they have fewer troops than us, their overall strength is stronger than ours.
, especially their practitioners, there are at least thousands of them, many of them are strong... Of course, they also have weaknesses, because they are a ten-nation coalition, so they are not united enough, and may not be so strong when cooperating with each other...
"
Just after the report was finished, a man came in from outside and saluted Du Qingchen: "Commander Long, the coalition forces have sent a letter of war!"