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"Fear?"

Yan Nanfei laughed loudly, as if he had heard the ridiculous joke of his life.

"I am just curious! How could Jun Zeyu, the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects in Tiandong and the future lord of the Ninth Star River, abandon the identity of the heir of the Twelve Stars of Jingtian and participate in the seven states and the Great Yan Empire?

Right, wrong, grudge?"

Yan Nanfei glanced at Wanyan Wushuang intentionally or unintentionally and continued, "Don't say anything about the hypocritical lies such as for the sake of peace in the world and the people to avoid the disaster of war. I believe that not only is the prince who doesn't believe it, but also the girl Wanyan

I can't believe it either."

Yan Nanfei's eyes were full of playfulness.

Since it is impossible to provoke the relationship between Jun Zeyu and the Qizhou Allied Forces, isn’t it a wonderful way to plant a seed of doubt in Wanyan Wushuang’s heart?

Although it is known to everyone in the world that Jun Zeyu escaped from Tiandong, his chance of appearing on the battlefield of the Qizhou Region has to be thoughtful.

How vast is the world? Why did Jun Zeyu choose the Wanyan family in Dongshengzhou?

This question is not something Wanyan Wushuang has never thought about.

Now Yan Nanfei deliberately mentioned that although Wanyan Wushuang smiled disdainfully on the surface to respond, his cunning eyes still stayed on Jun Zeyu intentionally or unintentionally for a moment.

The military advisor who commanded the millions of allies but feared the cold seemed to be dissatisfied, pulled the cotton mattress on his knees and smiled: "Jun Zeyu was born and destined to be a plan! It is naturally more interesting to plan for the world without planning for the people's hearts.

some."

Jun Zeyu said he wanted to plan the world.

If you plan to the world, you will destroy Dayan in vain and stop the war.

So this sentence is for Yan Nanfei to hear.

But who is Jun Zeyu trying to win the world for? Who is the wise ruler who is born to plan?

Jun Zeyu has nothing to do. If there is, will this person be Wanyan Wushuang?

So this sentence is naturally said to Wanyan Wushuang. It is just that different people have different understandings and explanations.

This is Jun Zeyu.

His words can be concisely understood by everyone, and everyone who understands can find the answer they want.

"Seeking the world?"

Yan Nanfei said coldly: "Look at your appearance now, a practice waste who can't even raise a sword. Want to win the sympathy of all people in the world with your mouth?"

The smile on Jun Zeyu's flawless face gradually disappeared.

The cold wind stirred up waves of yellow dust and rolled over, and dust fell from the cotton mattress and fur clothes.

His lifestyle was so clean that he began to feel a little bad.

Jun Zeyu frowned slightly and dusted the dust on the cotton mattress.

He hates the gust of wind.

I hate mentioning this past.

So he fell speechless.

Wanyan Wushuang pushed the wooden wheelbarrow back.

Yan Nanfei also drove the horse back to the formation.

...

The north wind was bleak, and the yellow sand was everywhere, and the smoke and dust were rolling up from the formation of millions of troops in the Qizhou Region.

In the smoke and dust, a young general wearing dark blue armor rode his horse and walked slowly, walked to the most conspicuous position before the two armies confronted each other, walked to the side of Junze Yumu wheelbarrow and nodded, and stopped in the center of the two formations.

Perhaps it was because of the armor that this person looked very quiet and cold.

The face, which was obviously very young but was cut from the mature marks of time, exuded a kind of indifference and fatigue that had penetrated into the bone marrow, but it was also filled with a murderous aura in the fatigue.

It was the murderous aura accumulated from the battlefield hob meat, stepping on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

He was tired because he had killed too many people, many of them even who should not have killed.

He killed people just because he had no choice.

He was the general who commanded 100,000 troops. On the battlefield, he led the way.

He comes from Xiyizhou.

His name is the Ten Guards, and he is the Ten Guards ranked tenth on the new list of the Tianque.

The ten guards had a sword in their hands. A black dragon skin sheathed with ten long swords with eyes of big bean dragons.

In Xiyizhou, not many people don’t know this sword, not many people don’t know this person.

When he was twenty years old, this sword and this man were already famous in the Western Yizhou territory. Now he has made an appointment with him and has been listed on the Tianji Pavilion in the new list of Tianque. He can no longer let go of this sword.

He was not allowed to put down this sword.

As the leader selected by the Allied Forces of the Qizhou Region, Jun Zeyu naturally considered a lot.

The Ten Guards and Yan Nanfei can be regarded as the same generation.

Those who are of the same age and have the ability to cultivate the upper level of the Spirit Orb are now in the formation of the Great Yan Empire. Although Yan Nanfei's ten-son companion is also born in the academy and have the same ability to cultivate the same spiritual Orb realm,

No matter whether the battle between life and death begins, there is still no chance of winning against the young handsome boy in the top ten in the Heavenly Que.

Jun Zeyu knew that his comrades-in-law, Nan Xihan, was in Yan Nanfei's million-dollar military formation. In addition, there were also the brothers and sisters who were noble in the demon clan. If nothing unexpected happened, the ones who fought would come from these three.

Choose from people.

Jun Zeyu had already planned for the demon clan siblings.

The long sword in the hands of the ten guards with the eyes of ten big dragons was dealt with.

In this way, among the million troops of Dayan, the appropriate candidate who can take on this battle and the outcome is unknown is undoubtedly Nancy Han.

Jun Zeyu's information is definitely like this.

However, when the ten guards rode out and stood alone before the two armies for a long time, there were still no one who responded to the battle in the Dayan army.

For this reason, Jun Zeyu looked suspicious.

Even the ten guards, who were calm and cold in character, began to feel a little anxious.

He has been enduring and waiting.

Time passed quietly, and after half a stick of incense, the Dayan army was still extremely calm.

Jun Zeyu realized something was wrong.

If the ten guards were exhausted from patience, this battle would be one of Yan Nanfei's ten-person comrades, and he would probably have won and lost.

Jun Zeyu winked at the deputy general beside him.

The devil began to speak out incitement.

"What, no one dares to fight the great Yan Empire?"

An extremely cold voice echoed between the two armies and millions of soldiers, without a reply for a long time.

This is a feeling of being alone and unable to sing.

The ten guards, who felt humiliated in public, held the hand of Jiaolin Sword with a little force. He was adjusting his breathing and enduring it.

"It turns out that Da Yan is actually a cowardly and incompetent person. Now it seems that the loss of Qingxia and Jiangdu is not because of the inability to do good deeds in heaven, but because of the inevitable!"

A huge sound of ridicule sounded from the Allied Forces of the Seven Kingdoms.

This ridiculous sound was particularly harsh when the Dayan million soldiers' ears fell.

Countless eyes gathered together in an instant, and fell on Yan Nanfei with accusations, doubts, and indignation. Even his ten-person comrades didn't know what he was planning.

Yan Nanfei is still calm and gentle.

Looking at the annoying smile on Yan Nanfei's face, the ten guards who had murderous intent suddenly turned their swords.

The successive insults and sarcasm could not move the enemy. The feeling of being exposed to him was really disgusted by him.

The tenth place in the new list of the Heavenly Que, how could he ever be so neglected?

The ten guards sneered and blurted out their heart-killing words: "Is there a man in Dayan?"