Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 947, The army gathering place for the Battle of Zhengtian in Shenhe County, Wulingzhou
947, The army gathering place for the Battle of Zhengtian in Shenhe County, Wulingzhou
The long sword was pointed at Xu Fengran, and the eyes of the big man named Wang Yunchao also showed coldness.
"Xu Tianfeng, I know you are hiding your name just to return to the Tongming Sword Dojo, but don't worry, you will never have the chance in this life."
With a long laugh, Wang Yunzhao glanced at the army led by the Mitian Sword Sect, and then walked away.
The others followed closely behind, and the army galloped away, carrying the power of heaven and earth.
Being suppressed by Wang Yunchao alone, the morale of the Mitian Sword Sect's army was turbulent, and for a while they were unable to condense the flying giant sword.
When large armies are engaged in battle, morale is extremely important.
Xu Fengran stood beside Xu Zhichu, taking a step forward and narrowing his eyes slightly.
"I don't believe you can't defeat him." Looking at Xu Fengran, Xu Zhichu spoke in a low voice.
"Defeat him?" Xu Fengran looked calm and turned his eyes behind him.
"He is no longer the target of my pursuit."
Looking at Han Muye who was standing solemnly with his eyes closed, his aura restrained, leaving only the sword light shining around him, Xu Fengran's eyes once again let out divine light.
"Master, is the existence that I look up to but cannot pursue."
After hearing his words, Xu Zhichu also turned his head.
Seeing Han Muye, Xu Zhichu shook his head slightly with a wry smile on his face.
When cultivating in this world, you will not be afraid of strong people.
It's not scary to be powerless in front of a strong person.
The scary thing is that the kind of person who is so strong that you can't sense it, you can't even touch his body, you can only look up at him, but he really exists.
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After a dispute, there were fewer practitioners in the Mitian Sword Sect.
Before, they thought that the Mitian Sword Sect was strong enough and could protect them.
Only now did I realize that the Mitian Sword Sect wasn't that strong at all, yet it was actually overpowered by others.
The team moved forward again, less arrogant than before. Most people were silent, while a few people had other thoughts.
A month later, the sword light in the sky stopped.
Ahead, stretching for thousands of miles, are all pillars of qi and blood smoke rising into the sky.
A golden barrier blocked the Mitian Sword Sect army.
"The gathering place for the army of Shenhe County in Wulingzhou for the Battle of Zhengtian. No one is allowed to enter without customs clearance and transfer orders."
A majestic voice sounded.
Above the golden barrier, there were streaks of thunder intertwining.
If you can't get the transfer order and try to break through, there will only be one result: you will be blasted to death by thousands of thunderbolts.
Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden token flew out.
This token is the recruitment order of Yuntian Dao Sect.
Taoist Yunming gave this thing to him, which means that this large army under the command of Yuntian Taoist Sect obeys the orders of Mitian Sword Sect.
The golden token hit the light curtain in front, and then stirred up layers of light.
A golden doorway appeared.
A group of soldiers wearing black armor and having an imposing manner rushed towards them.
The spears in the hands of these soldiers and the armors on their bodies all have a concentrated source of power, which is not comparable to the armors on the practitioners outside the light curtain.
"Follow us."
"No unauthorized actions are allowed in the camp. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed on the spot."
"All distributed materials will be exchanged based on merit. Without merit, there will be no materials."
Voices sounded one after another, and the soldiers led the army forward.
There are military tents and squares.
Qi and blood spread, and there was killing everywhere.
In the distance, a beam of light reaches the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth.
That is the teleportation array.
From there, you can leave the Pantian plane.
"This is your camp. Before the preparations are completed and the military formation is formed, you can choose to stay here or find refuge in other camps."
"After the military formation is formed, the military formation numbers will be issued, and those who change them without permission will be treated as rebels."
The leading soldier shouted loudly, then left a sign with the battalion number marked 9528 and led the soldiers away.
Tens of thousands of troops remained in the open wilderness.
From now on, if you like, this will be their base camp.
If they don't want to, they can leave before the army is trained.
"boom--"
In the pillar of light reaching the sky, there were figures flying down one after another.
Those figures were all filled with energy and blood that had turned into blood red, and the power on their bodies was vibrating, exuding an evil aura that was daunting.
Every figure has the power of heaven and earth surging around them.
The original realm.
At least they are all in the primordial realm.
"That's the Tianzhenwei."
Xu Fengran looked at the troops returning and spoke in a low voice.
Zhentianwei.
Everyone has at least the cultivation level of Shiyuan Realm.
An army like this can destroy a sect at will.
"boom--"
Not far away, a roaring sound sounded.
Outside the camp, a call came: "Hurry, there is another challenge on the troop ordering platform."
"Hurry and take a look. Maybe there is a master and we can follow him in the vassal."
One after another figures ran in one direction.
Pointing station.
The leading soldier has just introduced that if you want to recruit soldiers, you can go to the soldier platform to challenge.
If your cultivation is strong enough and your combat power is strong enough, more people can come to serve under your command. When the time comes to go out to fight in the world, there will be more and more soldiers under your command.
"Go and have a look." Han Muye walked out of the open camp with a calm expression.
Xu Fengran, Su Juesheng and the others quickly followed.
Among the other practitioners, some followed curiously, while others quietly stepped out with their eyes flashing.
The commanding platform is a stone platform one hundred feet high.
On the stone platform, two giant men two feet tall were fighting.
The sound of fists and feet clashing could be heard.
These two were clearly in the First Yuan realm, with powerful fighting prowess and surging Qi and blood.
The collision of golden fist shadows, each punch and each blow, all lead to a confrontation with the original power.
Under the Shiyuan Realm, no one can stand in front of such power.
Under the stone platform, the gathered practitioners raised their heads, and many of them showed envy and reverence on their faces.
"So strong."
"With this kind of fighting power, you will definitely be able to come back alive from the battle to conquer the sky, right?"
"More than returning alive, such strong men can accumulate military exploits and achieve their own achievements."
There were whispers one after another, corresponding to the roar on the stage.
After a hundred breaths, the roaring sound stopped.
Neither of the two strong men defeated the other, but looked at each other and laughed.
"We, the Lingzhan Sect, want to recruit three thousand warriors. If you are willing to come, please come to Camp 3838 and I will wait for you."
The big man on the left cupped his hands and glanced around: "You don't want it if you are in the Dao-breaking realm."
Another big man also reported his camp number, and then the two of them jumped off the ordering platform.
"Buzz——"
As soon as the two people stepped off the stage, a sword light flew down on the stage.
A long-bearded Taoist looked around with his sword intent in his eyes.
"My dear, Liao Qingfeng, the master of the Wuzheng Sword Sect, would you like to have any Taoist friends come to discuss with me?"
As the Taoist spoke, the sword light surged from his body and his cultivation was revealed.
The original realm.
"Liao Qingfeng, isn't this another lone swordsman in the Shiyuan Realm under the command of Yuntian Dao Sect?"
"He joined the Five True Swordsmen?"
Beside Han Muye, Su Juesheng whispered in confusion.
Under the rule of Yuntian Dao Sect, there are only two people from the Shiyuan Realm.
One is Taoist Yun Ming, the master of Yuntian Dao Sect, and the other is a sword cultivator.
"Wuzheng Sword Sect is one of the thirty-six sword sects, and Liao Qingfeng is not a casual cultivator." Han Muye shook his head and looked at the Baizhang high platform.
At this time, a figure flew down.
"Yu Canghe of Hanyuan Sword Sect, accept the teaching——"
The sword light revealed a ten-foot sharp edge, and it slashed down with the sound of shouts.