Chapter 2027 Someone is hypocritical in the glory

The shared martial arts field of the Imperial Army Department covers an especially large area. At first glance, it looks like a vast plain grassland, enough to accommodate thirty-nine armies.

The Ghost Killing Tower is located in the southeast corner of the inner sect. The front is the martial arts field and the back is the mountain of praying for blessings.

The deafening war drums resounded through the hazy sky, and the top of the ghost-killing tower tower reached the sky, showing a majestic and majestic look.

The drum sounded into my ears, and Chu Yue's expression was quite dazed.

Many years ago, she also had such a war drum.

The imperial drum could command all the troops in the imperial domain at that time.

The Ghost Emperor, Sword Emperor, Hongmeng Immortal Emperor... the soldiers under their command all followed the orders of the Emperor's Drum.

Later, the drum broke the man and died, and he devoted himself to seal the door of the void.

Chu Yue put on military uniform and pushed the door open with slender hands.

The cold wind poured in, stirring up the ink hair like a waterfall.

The dark eyes, deeper than the night, surged up the storm of unremitting wind and waves!

"Old Xiu."

"I'm here."

"If you have nothing to do, it's better to mess up his Jixia Academy."

“…”

Ziyuan's disciples and Chu soldiers all stood in line at the martial arts temple where they lived.

After staying in the Imperial Army Department for a while, Zi Yuan's disciples were not only weird but also had a trace of iron-blooded momentum.

There are two extremes in their hearts.

Like a demon, like a soldier.

It can not only cause disaster and chaos in the country, but also conquer the world, but also protect the country and guard all directions!

"Walk--"

Chu Yue waved his long arm and gave a command, the cloak on the back of his armor raised unruly and crazily in the wind.

The vast Chu soldiers shouted in unison and shouted a boiling sound, then followed him neatly and orderly, and arrived at the martial arts field in a mighty manner.

"Jiang Ye."

Li Changming winked when he saw Chu Yue.

Several more friendly generals around him also nodded at Chu Yue.

Chu Yue smiled slightly as a polite expression.

"Master General Lu Lan is here."

A word immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Lu Junling and his daughter led their army to the huge martial arts training ground.

Chen Huihuang went up very hard, "Lu Warrior, Lan Lan's power fluctuations were a little more refined. Did he improve his martial arts cultivation in just one night?"

"Lan Lan is already at the peak of the Martial Emperor, which is strange to say. Lan Lan's breakthrough speed is really rare in the mainland. Even my father's so-called first-class general is inferior to me."

Lu Junling spoke gently, smiled and was filled with pride of being a father.

"Congratulations to General Lu, congratulations to Major General Lu Lan!"

Chen Huihuang immediately clasped his fists and bowed his waist.

"Congratulations to Major General Lu Lan!"

More and more people congratulate each other, and congratulations are coming one after another.

Among the stars, Lu Lan was wearing the armor of a first-class general, as if the sun was the most eye-catching in the world in this gloomy world.

She has been in the Imperial Army since she was a child. She has not only been influenced by the morale of the generals, but also has been spoiled by everyone. Many people in the department think that their heads are not stable on their belts, so they can hand over their lives at any time. Naturally,

I don’t want to marry, have children, start a family and start a business, for fear of delaying the girl.

He had no children at all, and he regarded Lu Lan, who had watched him grow up, as his daughter.

In addition, Lu Lan is also very successful and is well-educated in front of them, which makes people like it very much.

"Major General Lu Lan is really a genius."

Jiang Qiankun, the major general of the Han army, praised him sincerely, glanced at Chu Yue lightly, and said insidiously: "The speed of breakthrough is so powerful, unlike some people, I am afraid I can't break through in this life."

Tu Weiwei's hand was immediately placed on the hilt of the knife and was about to draw the knife forward. Chu Yue lowered her hand calmly and suppressed Tu Weiwei's wrist.

"Little junior sister! I'm alive and I won't be able to breathe without steaming buns. I can't stand it if I don't cut off his head." Tu Weiwei gritted her teeth and her eyes were full of power.

"Sister Tu, have you seen the sea?" Chu Yue asked for no reason, and couldn't mess with Tu Weiwei anymore. She looked at her in a daze: "What?"

"Under the calm sea, there will always be surging dangers."

Lu Lan, whose eyes were deep and unique, sensed the abundant mysterious fluctuations on Lu Lan's body with the power of Shennong. The edges of his eyes, which were covered by thick eyelashes, spread a crimson like blood mist.

Those mysterious fluctuations, the so-called genius breakthrough, depend on down-to-earth and steady steps, not on the blood and sweat that are hard to shed, but on the trampling of the Imperial Army's corpse to usher in glory before us.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army did not die in the bloody storm of the war, but were killed by the people they protected. It was really not worth it.

Li Liancheng used their lively bodies to test the infinite mystery of gods and demons.

If the experiment failed and became a defective product, they were even extravagant to survive. They had to spend the rest of their lives to show off a genius like Lu Lan.

Chu Yue looked at the four words "no disaster in the world" in the martial arts performance field, which were drawn with golden light and mysterious power, floating in the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the tragic scene of Qifu Mountain, which is extremely ironic.

Where there is light, there will be haze.

Some people are hypocritical in the glory, while others are blooming in the haze.

"Major General Jiang, don't say that."

Lu Lan immediately said: "Although General Ye is the eighth-duan Wuzong, he can't break through any more, but she is for Ling Tian and for the Forest of Hundred Ghosts. She is someone worthy of Lu Lan's admiration."

At the end, he smiled faintly at Chu Yue and bowed: "General Ye, please don't blame Major General Jiang. Those who are the generals are all true and are mostly people who are not particular about the details. Don't let the former general say that they have no intention.

Lord Si knows.”

What a clever technique!

In and out of the words, everything was like digging a hole for Chu Yue with needles hidden in the cotton.

Every word is a terrible trap.

Jiang Qiankun's spine suddenly became cold.

If it weren't for Lu Lan's reminder, he would have forgotten this.

If Ye Chuyue complains indiscriminately, the former chief officer will blame him, but it will be enough for him to eat a pot.

Fortunately, Lu Lan gave a timely reminder.

Jiang Qiankun looked at Lu Lan with great emotion.

Ye Yang looked at Lu Lan's amber eyes, full of praise and appreciation.

Only such a kind woman is his beloved person.

Chu Yue looked at Lu Lan with half-lifting eyes lazily: "Does Lu Zhanjiang feel that this general is being told by others, and he will only go home and cry to look for grandma?"

Before Lu Lan could speak, Chu Yue suddenly pulled out the National Protection Sword.

Stepping on the ground, turning over in the air.

Slash out with a sharp knife!

The blade crossed Lu Lan's temples, cut off a few strands of floating black hair and continued to sweep forward.

"Bang!"

The impregnable shield in the martial arts are shattered by the blade.

Chu Yue carried the national guardian knife on his shoulder, raised his jaw slightly, and said wildly: "If I see who is unhappy, I will kill you. As a person of temperament, I don't think what Major General Jiang's words are wrong,

Major General Lu Lan seemed to be reminding me to ask my grandmother to kill Major General Jiang."

Lu Lan was still immersed in that blade, feeling lingering fear and frightened.

She looked at the woman who was full of energy and was shocked.

And doubts come.

The knife just now...

Is it really the strength that should be available in the Wuzong realm?

But Ye Chuyue is indeed the Eighth Duan Wuzong!


Chapter completed!