Dao Fruit

Qi and blood smoke!

This impact triggered the Qi and blood formation of the barracks, and the camp moved like thunder.

This formation was originally suppressed by the aftermath of order, and the Qi and blood blanket covering it was pressed back, but now these Qi and blood smokes rushed up, which made the formation regain its strength and pushed out the aftermath of order!

In the barracks, Xiao Jian and Yang Zhong had just gotten rid of the depression in their hearts, and before they had time to catch their breath, they saw several figures standing in the center of the martial arts training ground -

It was Maishan Hou Xiao Lan, Xu Lao, Yuan Xing, Lu Jiang and others. Their muscles and bones trembled, and their vitality and blood rushed out of their pores, intertwined together, condensed like substance, turned into surging blood mist, condensed into Qi and blood smoke, and rushed into the sky!

In the sky, a piece of paper floated, and lines of blood appeared on the paper. They were sentences of the Art of War, changing endlessly, line by line, as if someone was reading. Every time a sentence was born, the previous sentence would jump out of the paper and scatter around.

Gradually, the faint artistic conception spread and slowly infected the entire barracks.

In the barracks, the charts of each tent also appeared with rows of text, describing the characteristics and functions of each tent. The soldiers belonging to each tent also felt a little more understanding in their hearts, pulled by an inexplicable force, flowing out, turning into information and thoughts, floating in the air.

Afterwards, as if influenced by the blood and qi of Xiao Lan and others, the soldiers also had their thin blood and qi drawn together, carrying confidence and thoughts, condensing into martial thoughts, rising over, gathering around Qiu Yan, condensing into power, and bursting out, allowing him to break through the blockade of the power of order, stretching his body, and then stepping into the air and flying towards the hill.

"Hmm?" On the top of the hill, the suspended Zuo Xianwang showed a look of surprise and narrowed his eyes, "So that's it. You want to unite the strength of everyone to deal with me. The art of war says that those who have the same desire will win. You are taking advantage of my opportunity to pressure the barracks to attract Maishan Hou of Dingchang City, and then gather the strength of everyone..."

The voice came out, like a gentle breeze and drizzle, without scattering, and all entered Qiu Yan's ears.

But as he was talking, Zuo Xian Wang changed the subject: "What a pity. Even though you are extremely smart and can get the recognition of a military order by relying on the wars, tactics, and tactics in the military books, you have never really led a soldier. Even if you can arouse the thoughts and blood of the people in this barracks, you will not be able to respond on the spot, and you are not my opponent after all!"

After the voice fell, he raised his arm and waved. A surging blood and blood thought flew from the depths of the grassland. It was the martial spirit and blood smoke of the string-controlling soldiers of the Rou Luo unit under his command!

When these martial thoughts arrived at the place, they did not stop, and they rose up with Zuo Xian Wang's body. Flying towards the sky!

In the sky, the wind was scattered, and the high mountains and steep peaks crushed the tornado gas column and fell down. Its momentum was violent, as if the pillar of heaven was tilted, causing chaos among the people in Dingchang City. There was a feeling of the sky falling, and a disaster was coming!

The scene was about to be in chaos, but before the shouting could last long, the mountain slowly turned into nothingness, disintegrated into countless lights, flew back into the sky, gathered around Qiu Yan, and made his robes rustle.

Now Qiu Yan, with his robes and hair flying, holding a scroll in one hand and a pen in the other, stepped into the air, surrounded by the blood left by the three barbarians, and the residual spiritual energy, like an ink painting.

After the mountain and the strong wind dissipated, the figure in the sky became particularly eye-catching, so the scene of Qiu Yan stepping into the air was clearly seen by everyone in the city and the barracks.

"That man seems to be Qiu Xiuzhuan!"

"Yes, it is indeed Qiu Yan. How can he step in the air? Isn't this a cultivator's trick?"

"Cultivator! Qiu Yan is a cultivator! The rumor is true! So, he is really a Taoist, and he also won the title of the top scholar. What's going on? Could it be that the emperor and the civil and military officials in the court were deceived by him?"

Everyone in the city didn't know much about Qiu Yan, but was shocked. However, the members of the envoys inside and outside the post station immediately recognized him after seeing his flowing robes.

Meng Qingbin, Di Ai and others were stunned at first, and then they were happy in their hearts. They looked at each other, understood each other, and had their own thoughts.

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

"Eh? Isn't that the champion who just joined the camp? How come he can ride on clouds?"

"It is said that champions are the reincarnation of Wenquxing, like gods, so what's the big deal about riding on clouds?"

"Could it be that the champion caused the scene just now?"

These thoughts flashed through the minds of the soldiers, but then they saw a figure in their field of vision. It was the Zuo Xian Wang riding the blood cloud to charge over!

There was no one in the barracks who didn't know this Rouluo Zuo Xian Wang. Even if they hadn't seen him in person, they had seen his portrait. When they saw this scene, they immediately started a commotion.

This Zuo Xian Wang was also a person who believed in the order of military strategists. When he fought with the border troops in the past, he often used order oppression to break the blood and qi of the army formation and open up gaps, allowing the Hu monks to gain a short time to attack. As a result, countless soldiers died, and he had long become the most hated person by the border troops.

"It's this Hu chief who is causing trouble again!"

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

"Yes, he used some magic to suppress the army formation, and then attacked and injured people, just like he did before, but it seems that he failed this time!"

"The mountain that crushed the tornado, was it caused by the top scholar? Did he break the other party's evil plan?"

The discussion gradually spread, causing many soldiers to change their minds. The thoughts and blood that rushed out also changed, becoming more firm and powerful!

A little more recognition of Qiu Yan!

Whoever can stand up for them will naturally be respected!

The changed blood and blood martial thoughts, under the leadership of Xiao Lan and others, rose into the air in a mighty manner, and followed Qiu Yan's finger and merged into the military order!

The order shook violently, gathered at Qiu Yan's feet and spun, like a layer of blood cloud, spinning into a vortex.

On the opposite side, Zuo Xian Wang also mobilized the martial thoughts and blood of his own tribe, integrated into the offensive order, waved his hand, and the order turned into a continuous blood cloud, with flags fluttering, and soldiers in armor appeared one after another, holding knives and guns, riding horses and shooting bows!

"Even if you have a thorough understanding of the art of war, you can be an aide, but if you face me head-on on the front line, you will have no choice but to die. Look at my troops, I wonder if you can deploy them?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand again, and immediately a sky full of arrows rushed out from the blood cloud of the attack, flying all over the sky, dense as rain, and pointed directly at Qiu Yan!

In each of those arrows, there was a ripple of order, wrapped in martial arts, and in terms of sharpness, it was a few points stronger than real swords!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

This scene made the people in the camp and the city who were watching from afar couldn't help but take a breath, feeling the oppression brought by the order of military strategists.

Qiu Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt, stood on the cloud vortex, facing many arrows, and just shook his head and said: "I have 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 set up a military formation?" As soon as the thought came to his mind, the cloud vortex rolled, and from the center to the edge, one figure after another stood up, as if they were standing in it, bending over and lurking in the depths of the clouds, and kept standing up, and it was immediately clear!

These people were also covered in blood. After appearing, they all turned their heads and looked at the arrows in the sky. They raised one arm in unison. There was a shield hanging on that arm to block in front of them. The shields were connected, layered, and Qiu Yan was covered. From a distance, the cloud vortex turned into a tight shell, with fine "scales" distributed, and each scale was a shield!

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Arrows rained down, and the arrows hit the shield, creating sparks and making crisp sounds, but they could not penetrate, leaving only a trace on the shield at most!

"Hmm? You have some ability to respond." Zuo Xian Wang narrowed his eyes, and waved his arms forward at the same time. The soldiers formed by the martial thoughts and order around him moved and rushed out of the clouds, with wisps of clouds wrapped around them. During the impact, the clouds slowly turned into war horses, carrying soldiers and generals, and rushed forward with offensive order, like a surging torrent across the sky.

The surrounding spiritual energy was rushed by this, and retreated one after another, and many magical auras sent from afar were hurriedly retreated and dispersed -

These auras were caused by the cultivators who wanted to explore the truth after noticing the changes outside Dingchang City.

However, once the order moved, all evils were evacuated, which was more direct than the spirit of sages, leaving no foothold for the individual's extraordinary, and this exploration was ultimately difficult to achieve.

In the distance, in the mountains and cities, the thoughts of the gods rose again. The mountain gods and the city gods watched the scene of the "two armies" fighting in the sky, and their faces were gloomy.

"The human order in Donghua Continent is growing more and more. If it continues like this, when will our gods be able to rise again?"

The two gods crossed their thoughts in the air and talked. Suddenly, the two gods were stunned and felt that there was a hidden fluctuation of different divine power in Dingchang City.

"Huh? There are foreign gods here, why didn't we notice it before? This fluctuation of divine power, the breath of law contained in it, is similar to mountains and rivers, and there is a little burning feeling. Which god has descended?"

The two gods crossed their thoughts again and wanted to go down to the city to investigate carefully.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly split, and the two armies formed by the combination of two orders and many martial thoughts finally collided. The Zuo Xian Wang led the attack, while Qiu Yan lined up to guard. The two sides rushed and fought, and it was difficult to separate them.

On the surface, it was a battle between soldiers and horses, but on another level, it was two orders squeezing each other, trying to cover and merge each other into themselves!

Although Qiu Yan's foundation was unstable, he now had Xiao Lan and others, commanding a town of soldiers to help, and occupied the geographical advantage of Dari, with the Central Plains city behind him. It can be said that the geographical advantage and the people are harmonious, so some gaps were made up.

Zuo Xian Wang also understood this, but he sneered secretly.

"This fight and conquest has never been limited to the battlefield. The ambush and the surprise troops are also the top priority. This person took advantage of the situation to attack the heart before, and now I will use that chess piece to shake his geographical advantage! Bu Yichi, it's time for you to be loyal!"

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

Huh!

However, a soul jumped out of the book in Qiu Yan's hand! (To be continued...)