Chapter 373: Black-robed military division's game!

Black-clothed Hou Ji Shaolong is one of the many martial arts masters of the Lengyue Dynasty. His status is already ranked in the top ten, and the future is unlimited. And since the decline of the Lengyue Dynasty, his martial arts master It has received unprecedented attention.
Now, his behavior makes everyone stunned.
Yuegui Dragon trembled all over, and roared: "Ji Shaolong, you, you..."
His Eucharist almost went back again.
Gu Qianmu stared at Ji Shaolong fiercely, wishing to slap him to death.
As for Ji Shaolong himself, he was calm and faintly said: "Ten years ago, the black robe army division selected a hundred talented and potential Taixu Dynasty people and arranged to enter the Lengyue Dynasty. I was fortunate to get a series of so-called so-called By coincidence, he became a martial arts master early, and even took the opportunity to break into the Lengyue Dynasty. He obtained a lot of excellent information. He also instigated discord and caused several major clan conflicts in the dynasty. , Is my handwriting."
"I know that His Royal Highness has never given up chasing and killing the black hand behind the scenes, and also knows that His Royal Highness believes that it was created by an internal arranged by the Taixu Dynasty, so I have long sent back news telling me that I might be exposed."
"So, the military commander made a small plan and asked you to bring me here, and then I have this mission."
"I am going to return to the Taixu Dynasty, and I will be fortunate to be by the military division's side to serve."
His words are like a heavy hammer, making Yue Guilong, Gu Qianmu and other Leng Yue Dynasty people almost crazy.
This black-clothed man who was trained in particular was actually a member of the Taixu Dynasty.
In addition, the Yulonghou Zhanfeiyu, who had been exposed earlier and had died in the funeral immortal Yuan, were the two martial arts masters, and the Lengyue Dynasty had investigated their identities very carefully.
But what shocked them even more was the name in Ji Shaolong's mouth.
Black robe sergeant!
Everyone in the West Desert showed fear.
Rao is a person like Gu Qianmu, who is shocked, and his heart trembles.
Yue Guilong gritted his teeth and said: "Black-robed Army Master, he is still alive, and he has come out to cause trouble again."
"It's more than alive." Ji Shaolong said, "The military division has been training for ten years and has set up a monstrous overall situation. This time I will leave the customs to start the era of great changes in the West Desert. For this reason, the military division will use the blood of the sage advocate Yang to pay homage. His sword, I think, Zhang Yang should be dead now, so, His Royal Highness, please go on the road too!"
When the words fell, his sword fell suddenly.
puff!
The sword penetrated the young pregnant woman's throat and emerged from the back of her neck.
The young pregnant woman died on the spot.
"Do not!"
"Yu Chan!"
"my child!"
Yue Guilong's eyes turned black, vomiting blood, and the Eucharist furiously went back.
At the same time, the door was bombed.
The two immeasurable statues suddenly came, killing Bing Yuyan and Gu Qianmu directly.
Kill three kills in one fell swoop!
Xu Tian Pavilion.
This is the place where Taixu Dynasty came to attend the aspiration event.
All the modeling costs are the same as the Bitian Pavilion and the Zitian Pavilion, and they are also the handwriting of the Chiyan Dynasty.
The Xutian Pavilion is located on the street southeast of the Chiyan Palace. It is separated from the Bitian Pavilion and the Zitian Pavilion by a huge group of palaces, and it is also the intention of the Chiyan Dynasty.
At this moment, the seat of the Xutian Pavilion was Jin Liuli, the lord of the Hunting God Pavilion of the Taixu Dynasty.
This woman, who has a beautiful appearance and long legs, shows her feminine heart in an upright manner, with a proud expression on her face.
On the table in front of her, there were four scrolls.
There were four people sitting opposite her.
One is Lu Hengkong, the holy son of Yingri.
One is Jin Poxu, the holy son of the Golden Crow Holy Land.
One is to go to the holy land of burial Saint Son Yun Tianhuang.
One is the blood sword garment of the Saint Child of Jiuyou Dongtian.
This is the Four Great Sons of the Four Great Sacred Lands of West Desert, whose status and status are extremely respected.
The four of them looked indifferent, and some even had unconcealed coldness in their eyes.
Regarding this, Jin Liuli didn't care at all. She was still arrogant and didn't take the four holy places too seriously. She pointed her finger at the four scrolls placed in front of her, and said: "My proposal , The four may be interested."
The four were cold.
After a long time, Lu Hengkong said coldly: "Pavilion Master Jin is still so overbearing, and he openly reveals the secrets of martial arts belonging to our four holy places, isn't he afraid to offend our four holy places?"
"Provoke anger?" Jin Liuli sneered. "What about anger, you four holy places still dare not attack me?"
Her arrogance made the four saints sullen.
Jin Liuli disdainfully said: "Do it, as soon as possible! This pavilion master is really not afraid, it would be better, let's do it with real swords, huh! I really thought that Zhang Yang would use external force to give me a small blow to Taixu Dynasty. Can you provoke us Taixu Dynasty? Don’t be naive! It’s true, how did you retreat back then, the second generation ancestor came out with a small fairy, you must leave obediently, if I am too imaginary Dynasty really Regardless of the consequences, more than 80 saints at the time will be buried!"
She is still arrogant and arrogant as usual.
The problem is that no one is angry with the Four Saints who are suppressed by her arrogant arrogance.
Before they came to attend the grand meeting, they still got the instructions from the saints behind them, not to easily conflict with the Taixu Dynasty.
It can be seen that today's Taixu Dynasty is still the most terrifying behemoth on the West Desert.
"The military teacher said well, we don't want to make others difficult, we need to give people a chance." Jin Liuli said, "If the news of Yueguilong's death comes, please take the secret of losing your martial arts, and withdraw from this grand meeting. how is it."
The Four Great Sons stood up in shock.
They didn't hear the following words, only the first sentence, or even just the first two words.
military adviser!
They are full of horror.
Jin Liuli was mocking and contemptuous.
"Which military division is the Pavilion Master talking about?" Lu Hengkong said solemnly.
The other three saints also stared at Jin Liuli with bright eyes.
With Jin Liuli's pride and dominance, she was a bit jealous of the prestige of a military teacher.
"In the West Desert, besides the black-robed military division of our Taixu Dynasty, is there a second person qualified to say the word military division from my mouth? That is not only an insult to me, but also an insult to the black-robed military division. "Jin Liuli said arrogantly, "In the entire West Desert, there is only a black-robed military division, and there is no second military division, because no one is qualified to use the word military division!"
The look of the Four Great Sons changed suddenly.
They even swallowed in surprise, and some of them even trembled a little.
Although they are also known as the new generation, they are different from the land of southern Xinjiang. They are generally 30 or 50 years old. Regarding the black-robed military divisions, they have all experienced personally since their rise. The death of a military teacher is clear.
The prestige of the black-robed military division has grown with them.
These four words are like taboos, making them feel terrified to mention them.
"He really wasn't dead." Lu Hengkong's voice trembled a little bit.
The holy land of burial, Yun Tianhuang murmured to himself: "When one is angry, the sky of Ximo is bloody; when one is angry, Ximo is afraid; one person can be against the three hundred sages; one word can kill a million troops; one smile, west The desert has changed."
These are the legends left by the twenty-year-long madness of the black-robed military division.
He is like a of death in the West Desert!
"If you say that for nearly a hundred years, no, for nearly a thousand years, there is a person who has created a record that can barely compare with the black-robed military division, then it is publicity." Lu Hengkong said, "His battle over the Tianshan Mountains is as exciting as he is. This is only one battle, and the black-robed military division has a similar record of nearly 50 games."
Jin Liuli sneered: "Zhang Yang is a fart. He doesn't even deserve to carry shoes to the black-robed military division. I can tell you clearly that because Zhang Yang is too arrogant, the military division will take action after ten years. The first goal is to publicize. Now Zhang Yang should He has entered the deadlock laid by the military division for him, he is dead!"
"Of course, you can doubt that if anyone thinks that the black-robed military division can't kill Zhang Yang, just give up this opportunity."
The four great saints glanced at each other, and one after another stretched out their hands to take away the scrolls of the secret of martial arts in front of them.
Their approach is not only to determine that the black-robed military division will win, but also to directly ignore any chance Zhang Yang has.
The black-robed army division is fierce and mighty, it is this way that goes deep into the soul of everyone in the West Desert, no one has the courage to provoke.