It is true that the Blood King has a fierce reputation, and he, Yang Feng, is also a killer in the mysterious world. Now that we have met, it is still in such a relatively fair environment. If we don't kill each other, how can we live up to the prestige they carry?

"If you want to die, I will help you!" The Blood King pounced directly on you, and his ferocious aura brought up a blood-colored floating shadow, as if sweeping away the vast flow of blood.

His mouth is fierce and his moves are fierce, but his heart is alert.

Bad luck this time...

But the strong will bring their own destiny, so how can the clouds cover it?

Wherever he has gone and killed, why has he ever cared about returning to the mountains and rivers?

Nowadays, accidents happen frequently, and I have to lament my luck.

For a true king, bad luck is a sign of danger!

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So lucky!

Jiang Wang rarely felt that he was lucky.

But it was true that the process of rushing to Dingmao Realm was smooth and smooth. He dragged Yu Guangyuan, the genius of the Sea Clan, through the city, and those strong men of the Sea Clan seemed to be blind.

What's more, when he walked onto the first floating island of Dingmao, he discovered that Qi Shuai was not here.

What a pity! I couldn’t accept Qi Shuai’s teachings immediately.

Jiang was filled with regret.

However, Qi Shuai is not here, so we are the highest-ranking generals in this area, and we have the responsibility of leadership and the power to run the army.

As for where I come from, where I am, where I go...

Why do I, Marquis Wu'an, need to explain to others what I have done all my life?!

There is more than one good news. His personal guard commander Fang Yuanyou came to the Dingmao realm early to help with the defense with a Feiyun Tower ship carrying three thousand soldiers.

Previously, he defeated the Hai Clan army in the wilderness. It can be said that he overfulfilled the military mission for Marquis Wuan... except for being a few days behind schedule.

But when Marquis Wu An arrived at the first floating island in Dingmao, the island was filled with cheers like thunder.

The idols in the military in recent years, apart from the champions, are the Marquises of Wu'an. Compared with the famous generals of the older generation, they are younger, more heroic, and closer.

Marquis Wu'an raised his tent and ordered his generals and troops. He wanted to integrate all the military skills he had learned and put them into practice in the Dingmao area. He also wanted to go back and give an explanation to the emperor, so as not to have to finish the small and big exams.

"Are all the generals here?" Lord Jiang, the idol in the army, was sitting in the commanding position. His voice was gentle, but he had the majesty of a prince.

There was a roar in the audience, and blood surged.

"The last general Kuang Huiping, the first floating island garrison in Dingmao! Please obey the order of the Marquis!"

"In the end, good materials will be applied..."

"The last general You Yuxin..."

I have to say, it feels really good to be in command alone.

As far as its voice reaches, the mountains call and the sea returns.

Wherever the flag points, all the troops are heading!

Yu Guangyuan was tied under the Wu'an flag outside the tent, and after the five days had passed, he sacrificed his blood to the flag.

Every time the soldiers saw this Hai Clan genius curled up like a dog, their respect for their Marquis grew even more.

The morale is like a rainbow and the military spirit is available!

According to the military manual, if we go out to fight at this time, we will be invincible.

Marquis Wu'an was thinking about how to practice the art of war next, when the voices expressing determination in the audience suddenly changed.

"Last General Luo Cunyong...that..." A general with a rough appearance stuttered and lacked any arrogance.

Jiang Wang was a little confused: "Why are you stuttering like this?"

Marquis Wu'an was magnanimous and magnanimous, never harshly abusing his subordinates, and encouraged him with a gentle voice: "Speak slowly."

Luo Cunyong closed his eyes and said loudly and hurriedly: "The last general is a soldier of Jueming Island!"

Marquis Wu An suddenly felt something was not good, but he still laughed in a dignified manner and said: "It turns out to be a banner man, why do you think you are so powerful! You are the best among the best, don't be nervous next time."

He pressed a few times and greeted cordially: "Sit down, sit down. Come on, the next one -"

Luo Cunyong seemed to be really encouraged and refused to sit down. His voice got louder and louder: "I will be punished by the order of Commander Qi to punish Marquis Wu'an for missing the deadline!"

The whole tent was quiet.

All the generals looked at each other.

Wu'an Hou put down his pressing hand: "I don't know what punishment?"

Luo Cunyong said loudly: "Shuai Qi ordered me to use military sticks! Every time I miss the deadline, I will make one hundred!"

Fang Yuanyou, who was guarding outside the tent, pressed his knife directly into the account and glared angrily. He probably wanted to say something like that Marquis Wu An shed blood for Da Qi and that we also worked hard to overfulfill the military mission.

But Jiang Wang forced him out with a look.

"Military discipline is such, I deserve to be punished!"

Jiang Wang stood up directly and strode down from his commanding position. In the military tent, in front of the generals, he took off his green shirt and pulled off his underwear, revealing the extremely linear upper body carved with swords.

.

The body is made of iron, and the power moves like a dragon!

He turned his back to Luo Cunyong and said in a loud voice: "Come on! Fight as hard as you want, and you will be rewarded if you hit him hard!"

Luo Cunyong actually took out his military stick, held it with both hands, and kept taking deep breaths to inflate himself again and again.

"Why don't you take action?" Jiang Wang turned around and asked.

Luo Cunyong swallowed nervously and stammered: "Um...then what...Master Hou...please show off your butt!"

Thanks to book friend "Light Shadow Ice Flame.kp" for becoming the leader of this book! It is the 415th alliance!

There was a small mistake in the previous chapter. The "Floating Bridge" of the Sea Tribe should be called "Crystal Bridge".

I often like to use some small settings to enrich the world view and make this world more realistic. For example, in the same place, the human race is called the Mysterious World, and the sea race is called the Bewildered World.

One problem caused by this is...I often forget to remember many things.

Regarding the bridge crossing, I made a small setting in the previous article. When I was writing, I looked through the setting and missed it, so I added a new name.
Chapter completed!