This person's voice was very serious, as if he was reporting military intelligence: "With Zhao Tiezhu's style, even if he can't beat him, he will stand up and scold him severely and will not hide."

He paused and continued: "When you Nangong Aotian came just now, I wrote a letter asking Zhao Tiezhu to come back to this street and said that I would see him if I had anything to do. He didn't reply. I challenged him to the sword discussion platform again. Over there

There was no response, and he usually responds to calls. So I concluded that he must not be in Taixu Illusion at this moment, otherwise it would not be like this."

Being able to correspond with Zhao Tiezhu and even sparring at the Sword Forum, he is certainly not an ordinary person.

Nangong Aotian looked at him: "Are you friends?"

"Not really, I've been beaten a few times." This man was serious, but he was also a theatergoer. He raised his hand and pointed, and the honorary name hanging above his head also showed -

"The third immortal of the Blessed Land knocks the mountain—Wang Tianfu."

As an occupier of the Third Blessed Land, he came to the Hongmeng Space. There should have been a matching ancient bronze door with a grand announcement, but it was closed in advance to watch the show.

The onlookers had already become numb.

How many people are performing this play, how many people are watching it, and how many masters are there on and off the stage? Are the masters gathering today?

Over there Zhu was unfamiliar and looked over: "We haven't fought before, how about we have a spar?"

Wang Tianfu waved his hand: "Maybe next time, I'm waiting for someone in real life. I just stopped by Hongmeng Space to see the excitement."

If someone else had said that the next time, it would definitely be an indefinite meeting. But he gave people a feeling that the time had been set and it would definitely come true. So he pushed open the ancient bronze door and left here.

More and more travelers gathered on the long street, all of whom wanted to watch the show. Unfortunately, Zhao Tiezhu was nowhere to be found, which was a pity. People who knew Zhao Tiezhu wrote to him one after another and warmly invited him to come back. Unfortunately, all the private messages fell into the sea.

"Anyone who knows Zhao Tiezhu, please give him a message for me." The number one in the blessed land named 'Huang Liang' looked around for a week and then said: "Swearing people behind their backs is not considered courageous, and bullying children is not a good habit. I don't care about his reality.

No matter who he is, no matter what friends he has in the Illusion Realm - whether in reality or in the Illusion Realm, I will see him once and beat him up once. If he does not apologize for a day, this sentence will not end for a day."

Chu Haoxue stood there, feeling full of security, and even more envious. He also really wanted to be so majestic one day. He would not dare to think of being able to shine in the capital like his master. But if he could

Like Aunt Qu, I am the only one in the Hongmeng space. That is very impressive!

Nangong Aotian smiled: "I don't know what happened to Zhao Tiezhu in real life. He is so lucky that he was not blocked by us - he won't really meet Mr. Jiang Ge, right?"

Ximen took a good look at him and said, "You are really kind."

By the way, the naming format of the White Jade Palace in the South Palace and the West Gate was proposed by Shopkeeper Bai. He also suggested that Zhu Weiwo call him Dongfang Nitian in Taixu Illusion, but Zhu Weiwo ruthlessly rejected it.

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Carrying the letter written by Wanyan Xiong, Jiang Wang crossed the Northern Territory. From Mu Kingdom to Jing Kingdom, he did not take the official route. He flew along the line of life and death, with one side full of life and the other side desolate and dead.

There is no truer feeling than this.

This is such a long dividing line, which coldly cuts apart this corner of the world in an extremely cruel tone.

The distinction between life and death, the opposition between civilization and desolation, the conflict between order and chaos.

It is too clear, but also too heavy. How much blood is piled on the color of sand, how many corpses are soaked in green grass!

The Jingmu Alliance has been here for thousands of years.

Before the two countries of Jing and Mu were born, the human race had been stationed here for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.

Looking back to more ancient times, the war between humans and demons has already begun in the ancient times. The end of the demonic tide marks the end of the ancient times.

The devil has never been eradicated.

Although the ancient human emperor is dead, although the human race has sacrificed countless lives for this, and the human race has been fighting for this for a span of time - the devil is always in that "dry" end.

Staring hungrily at the human world.

For thousands of years, no matter how discordant they were between Jing and Mu, no matter how the external situation changed, neither country dared to move lightly on this line of defense between life and death.

The real fall of the Yang Kingdom that year was marked by the withdrawal of the last emperor's defenses from the sea.

If a hegemonic country fails to fulfill its responsibilities, the whole world will expel it.

There are many grasslands in the Mu Kingdom, and there are many hills in the Jing Kingdom. When the endless blue color in the field of vision is cut by scattered and cold military forts, the Jing Kingdom has arrived.

At this point in time, the person stationed in the border areas of Jing Kingdom and in charge of the military affairs in the border areas is none other than General Ying Yangwei, the famous Zhongshan Yanwen.

He is much more famous than Wan Yan Xiong Lue, and Uturu cannot compare to a powerful army like Ying Yang Wei.

The thirteen armies of the Six Guards and Seven Guards of the Jing Kingdom have varying strengths. The strongest ones can compete with Tianfu, Dou'e, and Kaolu, while the weaker ones can only be ranked at the bottom among the strongest armies in the world.

Ying Yangwei is considered to be at the forefront of the Thirteenth Army.

At that time, King Changle and later Emperor Jingcheng, Xiangyuan of Tang Dynasty, joined forces with the five surnames to kill the powerful minister He Chonghua and exterminate three tribes of the He family. Zhongshan was one of the five surnames.

Compared with the five surnames of Zhongshan, Murong, Cao, Jiang, and Zhong, the others in the Thirteenth Army are all "rising stars."

Elder Jiang Ge came with a letter from Wanyan Xionglue, and Zhongshan Yanwen personally walked out of the commander's tent and greeted him with a guard of honor from the Chinese army.

The army of Jing State is indeed in good order, and the Yingyang Guards are especially elite. However, the flags are fluttering, swords and guns are like a forest, the soldiers are arrayed, and the sky is full of soldiers.

Zhongshan Yanwen looks like a skinny little old man, but in his actions, he shows his spirit.

Although he was only wearing casual clothes and walking slowly, he seemed to be swept by dark clouds all over the sky.

This is not a simple real person, he is a top real person in the world who can achieve enlightenment at any time, and Shenxiao will definitely achieve enlightenment before!

He had a friendly smile on his face, as if he had known Jiang Wang for many years.

"Come, Weisun -" he waved: "Come and see Master Jiang."
Chapter completed!