Dao fruit.

Blood wolf smoke!

This impact aroused the energy and blood of the barracks, and the barracks moved like thunder.

This large formation was originally suppressed by the aftermath of order, and the qi and blood covering it were suppressed back, but now these few qi and blood smoke rushed up, which actually revived the great formation and pushed out the aftermath of order!

In the barracks, Xiao Jian and Yang Zhong had just shaken off the oppression in their hearts, and before they had time to catch their breath, they saw several figures standing upright in the center of the martial arts field——

It was Maishan Hou Xiaolan, Xu Lao, Yuan Xing, Lu Jiang and others whose muscles and bones trembled, vitality, qi and blood rushed out of the pores, intertwined together, condensed like a substance, turned into a surging blood mist, and condensed into a road The smoke of qi and blood soared into the sky!

On that day, there was a piece of paper floating, and lines of bloody characters appeared on the paper. It was a sentence on the art of war. .

Gradually, the faint artistic conception spread, slowly infecting the entire barracks.

In the barracks, columns of words also appeared on the bills of each camp, describing the characteristics and functions of each camp, and even the soldiers belonging to each camp, felt a little more sentimental in their hearts, being drawn by an inexplicable force, flowing Go out, turn into information, thoughts, and float in the air.

Afterwards, as if influenced by the energy and blood of Xiao Lan and the others, the thin energy and blood of all the soldiers were also pulled together, carrying confidence and thoughts, condensed into a series of martial arts thoughts, ascended past, gathered around Qiu Yan, and condensed into The power exploded, allowing him to break through the blockade of the power of order, stretch his body, and then volley and fly towards the hill.

"Huh?" On the top of the hill, King Zuoxian, who was hanging in the air, showed surprise and narrowed his eyes, "So, you have to combine the strength of the people to deal with me. There is a saying in the art of war, and those who share the same desire win, you are borrowing The opportunity for me to coerce the barracks attracted Mai Shanhou of Dingchang City. Then gather the strength of everyone..."

The sound came out like a gentle wind and drizzle, and it was all in Qiu Yan's ears without being scattered.

But while he was talking, Zuo Xianwang changed his subject: "Unfortunately, even if you are extremely smart, you can rely on the battles, tactics, and tactics in the art of war to be recognized by a military order. He has really led soldiers. Even if he arouses the thoughts and blood of everyone in the barracks, but he can't respond on the spot, he is no match for this king after all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his arm and waved, and a surge of blood thoughts flew from the depths of the grassland.Astonishingly, it was the martial arts and vigor and blood of the string-controlling warriors of the Rouluo Division under his command gathered here!

As soon as these Wu Nian came to the place, they didn't stay, they lifted up with King Zuo Xian's body, and flew towards the sky!

In the sky, strong winds scatter, and the high mountains and high peaks blow up the tornado air column and fall down.Its momentum was berserk, as if a sky pillar was tilted, causing the people in Dingchang City to be in chaos, feeling like the sky was falling, and disaster was imminent!

The scene was about to be chaotic, but it didn't take long for the shouts to last.The mountain peak slowly turned into nothingness, disintegrated into countless brilliance, and flew up to the sky again, gathering around Qiu Yan, making his robe rattle.

Now Qiu Yan.Clothes and hair fluttering, holding a scroll in one hand, holding a pen in the other, striding in the air, surrounded by the blood left by three barbarians, and there are residual auras, like an ink painting.

After the mountain peak and the strong wind dissipated, the figures in the sky became particularly eye-catching, so everyone in the city and the barracks could clearly see the scene of Qiu Yan striding across the sky.

"That person seems to be Qiu Xiuzhuan!"

"Yes, it really is Qiu Yan. How could he step on the sky? Isn't this a monk's method?"

"Friar! Qiu Yan is a monk! The rumors are true! Speaking of which, he is really a Taoist, but he even won the title of number one scholar. What's going on? Could it be that the emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have been deceived by him? "

The people in the city didn't know much about Qiu Yan, they were just shocked, but the members of the envoys inside and outside the station recognized his flowing robe immediately after seeing him.

When Meng Qingbin, Di Ai and others saw each other, they were taken aback for a moment, and then their hearts were filled with joy. They looked at each other, tacitly, and they all had their own thoughts.

On the other side, in the barracks outside the city, it was a different scene.

"Huh? Isn't that the number one scholar who just entered the camp? How can he ride the clouds?"

"It is said that the number one scholar is the reincarnation of Wenquxing, like a god, so why does it matter if he can ride the clouds?"

"The scene just now, could it be that Mr. Zhuangyuan created it?"

These thoughts flashed in the minds of the soldiers, but immediately after their vision, there was another figure, it was the Zuo Xianwang driving the blood cloud to charge over!

For this wise king of Rouluo Zuo, there is no one in the barracks who doesn't know him, even if they haven't seen the real person, they have seen the portraits, and when they saw this scene, there was an uproar immediately.

This Zuo Xianwang is also a figure who thinks about the order of the military. In the past, when he was fighting with the frontier army, he often used order to suppress the blood of the army and open up gaps so that the monks of the barbarians could have a short time to attack. Therefore, the dead soldiers did not know. Fanji, he has already become the most hated figure in the frontier army.

"It's this Hu Chief who is at work again!"

"So, the tornado just now was also caused by this person!"

"That's right, he used that demonic method to suppress the army formation, and then he shot to hurt people, which is exactly the same as what he did before, but this time it seems that he failed to achieve what he wanted!"

"Could it be that the mountain that crushed the tornado was brought in by Mr. Zhuangyuan? It broke the other party's tricks?"

The discussion gradually spread, causing changes in the minds of many soldiers, and the thoughts and qi and blood that rushed out have changed as a result, becoming more firm and vigorous!

A little more recognition of Qiu Yan!

Whoever can stand up for them will naturally get respect!

Under the leadership of Xiao Lan and others, the transformed Qi, Blood and Wu Nian took off into the air in a mighty manner, following Qiu Yan's finger, and integrated into the order of military equipment!

The order was shaken, gathered at Qiu Yan's feet and spun, like a layer of blood cloud, twirling into a vortex.

On the opposite side, King Zuo Xian also mobilized his own tribe's martial arts and blood, integrated into the offensive order, waved his hand, and the order turned into a cloud of blood, among which banners were unfurled, and soldiers in armor manifested, holding knives and guns , straddle the horse and draw the bow!

"Even if you have a thorough understanding of the art of war, it's okay to be an aide, but facing this king head-on on the front line, you can only drink your hatred. Look at my soldiers and horses. I wonder if you made the formation?"

After saying that, he waved his hand again, and immediately arrows shot out from the attacking blood cloud, flying all over the sky, as dense as rain, and aimed directly at Qiu Yan!

Every arrow contained a ripple of order, wrapped in Wu Nian, and in terms of sharpness, it was somewhat stronger than real weapons!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Such a scene made everyone in the camp and the city watching from a distance couldn't help but gasp, feeling the sense of oppression brought by the military order.

Qiu Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt, stood on the cloud vortex, facing many arrows, just shook his head and said: "I have also led the army for more than half a year, and I have been fighting every night without stopping. How do you know that I can't form an army formation? "As soon as the thought moved, the cloud vortex rolled, and from the center to the edge, one after another figure got up, as if they were standing in it, bending down and lurking in the depths of the cloud, straight up, and it was immediately clear!

These people were also covered in blood. After they appeared, they all turned their heads, looked at the arrows in the sky, and raised their arms in unison. On that arm, there was a shield hanging in front of them. The shields were connected, layer upon layer. Stacked, covering Qiu Yan, from a distance, the cloud vortex turned into a tight shell, with fine "scales" distributed, each piece is a shield!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The rain of arrows fell, and the arrows hit the shield, drawing sparks and making a crisp sound, but they couldn't penetrate, leaving only a little trace on the shield at most!

"Huh? There is some adaptability." Zuo Xianwang squinted his eyes and waved his arms forward at the same time. The soldiers formed by the condensed martial arts and order around him moved and rushed out of the clouds, with strands of wisps wrapped around them. Yunqi, in the process of impact, slowly turned into war horses, carrying soldiers, carrying the order of the offensive, and rushed past, like a torrent of rushing across the sky.

The aura around them retreated one after another after being charged like this, and even the magical aura sent by Yao hurriedly retreated, and they were all dispelled——

These auras are the actions of monks who want to detect the truth after sensing the changes outside Dingchang City.

However, once the order is changed, all evils and evils will be warded off, which is more direct than the spirit of sages and sages. It does not leave a foothold for personal transcendence at all, and this investigation is ultimately difficult to achieve.

In the distance, in the mountains and in the city, thoughts of the divine way rose again. The mountain god and the city god watched the scene of the battle between the "two armies" in the sky, and their faces were gloomy.

"The humanitarian order in Donghua Buzhou has grown more and more. If this continues, how long will it be possible for the Shinto to revive?"

The two divine senses intersected in the air, and they were talking. Suddenly, the two gods were stunned, and felt that there was a mysterious fluctuation of a different kind of divine power in the city of Dingchang.

"Huh? There are foreign gods coming here, why didn't I notice it before? This wave of divine power, the magic aura contained in it, is similar to mountains and rivers, and it also feels a little scorching. Which god came?"

The two gods intertwined with each other again, so they wanted to go down to the city to investigate carefully.

But at this moment, there was a sudden split in the sky, but it was the two forces combined with many martial thoughts, and the two armies finally collided. The Zuoxian King was the main attacker, while Qiu Yan was guarding, and the two sides rushed to fight. You come and I go, direct killing is inextricably linked.

Although Qiu Yan's foundation is not stable, now there are Xiao Lan and others, leading a town of soldiers to help, and occupying a great location, backed by the city of the Central Plains, it can be said that the location is favorable and the people are harmonious, so a little gap is made up.

Zuo Xianwang also understood this truth, but secretly sneered.

"This fighting and conquest has never been limited to the battlefield. The ambushes are also the most important thing. This person used the opportunity to attack his heart, and now I want to use that pawn to shake his position! Clothes, it's up to you to be loyal! "

After thinking about it, the man stretched out his hand and pointed at the city!

call!

But there was a soul jumping out from the book in Qiu Yan's hand!