Chapter 377 Returning to Yuanzong, the Black Armored Army
Chapter 377 Guiyuan Sect, Black Armor Army
Author: The Master of the Other Shore Sect
Chapter 377 Guiyuan Sect, Black Armor Army
Guiyuan Sect is divided into two parts with the canal as the boundary. Longgang Qiu Ling. One side is where the Black Armor Army is stationed, and the other side is where the disciples and elders of the sect are.
The army is always a special existence. The recruitment of the Black Armored Army only takes one day and one day of screening. Three hundred and sixty-three people.
Ten first-rate warriors, thirty-eight second-rate warriors, and more than three hundred third-rate warriors. Even the third-rate warriors can lift a thousand kilograms of boulders. Such people are trained, wear heavy armor, and cooperate with war horses. Once they move, It's like a torrent of steel.
Therefore, the Black Armored Army only had 6,000 people, and it was estimated that the Guiyuan Sect would not be able to support any more. They stayed at the arranged station for one night, and the next day, after breakfast, they were gathered together and came to the headquarters of the Black Armored Army. School grounds.
Six thousand people gathered together without making a sound. They were all wearing heavy black armor. The thick evil aura was like a terrifying ocean. Yan Qingyun had seen Daqian's army in Yangshen World, especially the elite soldiers led by Wu Sheng. , the blood is full of smoke, and the momentum is rolling. The army in front of you is not bad at all.
Facing such a large army, even an innate master would only be strangled if he was surrounded by a battle formation.
The top four are the four commanders of the Black Armored Army, the next dozen or so are the commanders, and then there are the centurions, corps commanders, and ordinary soldiers.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a white robe, and the two young men beside him looked like golden boys and girls.
"Meet the Sect Master!"
"Meet the Sect Master!"
This is the supreme commander of the entire Guiyuan Sect, Zhuge Yuanhong, the master of the Tianbang. But what is more eye-catching is the girl next to him. This girl is like a fairy descended from heaven, she is so beautiful.
Those eyes are pure without any impurities, there is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, and there is a peculiar charm when walking. He is simply an elf from the Jiangnan water town who combines the beauty of heaven and earth.
"So beautiful!" Everyone exclaimed, and even Yan Qingyun had to admit that the girl in front of him was indeed a beauty. He had seen a lot of beauties. After practicing successfully, all kinds of beauties with different temperaments and even looks would become better. , but this is indeed rare.
"I return to Yuanzong's Black Armored Army and recruit outside masters every six months! This time, there are ten first-class warriors. What surprises me even more is that there are two sixteen-year-old boys. One of them is... He is the third genius on the Hidden Dragon List!"
"Hidden Dragon List!"
"Hidden Dragon List!"
No one from the entire younger generation of Guiyuan Sect was ranked on the Hidden Dragon List, but they didn't expect that one person would come.
"The Centurion battle begins now!"
"Every six months, among the fifteen centurions in each of the four leaders of the Black Armored Army, the two weakest centurions will be deposed. So this time the competition for centurions is eight people. Niu exhibition……"
The old man in black named eight people in a row, and the eight people took the heavy armor and walked out.
"Now, we will compete with the ten first-class warriors to compete for these eight centurion positions!" Eighteen people competed for eight positions.
"If you want to become a centurion, you have to show some skills. Even the worst centurion in the Black Armored Army cannot be underestimated. If you can't win against them, you won't be able to sit still if you are given a position. !” The old man in black robe said loudly: “The rules are very simple, there are eight stages, and the centurion of the Black Armored Army is the leader. Each person has two opportunities to challenge. Anyone who has exhausted their opportunities to challenge and is still standing on the stage will It’s the challenger.”
"In the ring competition, no life will be hurt. Anyone who kills intentionally will die!"
The competition started soon. Eight people entered the ring one after another, and thousands of people watched the battle. The first to take action was a little girl named Wu Man, a core disciple of Guiyuan Sect, who came to challenge at the age of eighteen.
"Big stupid cow, look at the sword!"
The handsome and domineering long sword swept across, but he was a master who had experienced many battles. Although this girl's swordsmanship was superb, she was defeated in just a few moves.
Teng Qingshan also said: "These people's tricks are all good, but Niu Zhan's strength is the strongest. Qingyun, which one do you challenge?"
"Then let's take this!" Yan Qingyun said lightly, his body swayed and he fell into the field like a ghost.
"Wow!"
Yan Qingyun's Qinggong was indeed extraordinary, and Niu Zhan also showed a solemn look: "You are Wu Qing, the third best swordsman on the Hidden Dragon List? Where is your sword?"
Yan Qingyun smiled: "I was born in troubled times. At the age of three, I drew my sword to kill people. I created my own overbearing sword to kill without mercy. No one was killed by the ruthless sword. I don't allow killing in the ring competition, so I don't use the sword."
As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar.
"The Tyrant Sword Wuqing, so that's how it came about!" Zhuge Yuanhong also showed a look of surprise: "The owner of Qingqing Villa is indeed famous all over the world. Didn't you expect that he created his own sword technique?"
"I don't know what it is like to create your own sword skills!" Zhuge Yun, a young man on the side, said: "But this tone is a bit crazy! There is no one alive under the sword, so it depends on who the opponent is!"
Niu Zhan sneered at this: "Boy, don't be too crazy. If you don't draw your sword, I won't hold back."
Yan Qingyun smiled: "In addition to the sword technique, I also have a set of palm techniques called the Immortal Seal Technique. When I came to Yuanzong, I wanted to learn about hundreds of martial arts and perfect it. The Immortal Seal Technique is also the product of life and death fighting, Niu
Brother, don’t hold back, be careful!”
"Ah!" Niu Zhan thrust the spear in his hand, fast and hard, but a black shadow flashed away, and Niu Zhan was thrown out of the ring and fell hard to the ground.
"boom!"
"One palm!"
"One palm!"
"One palm!"
"What a fast movement, what a weird palm technique, what a sharp explosive power!" Zhuge Yuanhong used three good words in a row. Yan Qingyun smiled faintly: "Process!"
Niu Zhan's head was still confused, but he also knew that he had lost: "What a powerful immortal seal. I am no match for this, I am convinced!"
Yan Qingyun made a good start, he was indeed handsome. But right after him, a young man fell on the stage.
"I'm Yue Song, and I learned from Cangjiang Yijian!"
"Cangjiang Sword Master Wei Wuya!" Yan Qingyun raised his lips slightly: "He is a master on the Heavenly Ranking!"
Yue Song held a black heavy sword in his hand: "Brother Yan, you'd better use the sword! The Cangjiang Sword Art I learned is a heaven-level treasure book, and its power is unbelievable!"
Yan Qingyun shook his head: "Your master is here, maybe I will draw my sword, please!"
"This is too crazy!" Zhuge Yun whispered: "Do you still want to challenge an innate master?"
"Young man!" The old man in black robe also said with a smile: "This has made Yue Song angry!"
"Cang!" The black heavy sword was unsheathed, "Take my Breaking Wave Style first!"
Together with the sword light, there is the sound of Cang Cang, which is like the undercurrent of the river rushing endlessly, rolling with terrifying force. Yue Song is practicing swordsmanship at the bottom of the Cang River, and the undercurrent of the river cannot change the power of his sword.
But at this moment, Yan Qingyun easily avoided his long sword. A domineering and evil aura burst out from this movement, and the sword pierced only the phantom, followed by thirteen swords.
Yan Qingyun flicked his finger and said, "Bang!"
"Cang!" Yue Song suddenly staggered, his arms trembling slightly, and he almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand. He hurriedly dodged and distanced himself.
"What amazing body skills and eyesight!"
"You can actually break a sword with a snap of your fingers!"
Yue Song's eyes also became serious: "Take my Thirty-three Swords of Breaking Waves!"