Northern Territory.

Daxia and Beiman had millions of soldiers on both sides, and many major and minor battles had broken out during this period.

Although it was already late at night, the passing night wind could not dissipate the heat of the fierce fighting between the two sides.

Two figures stood in the darkness, overlooking the military camp of Daxia Zhanlong Army.

One of them stood with his hands behind his hands, looking gentle and elegant, but it seemed that even when Ye Feng approached him, he would slow down to show respect.

He is the great master, the eternal enemy.

Standing behind him was a man wearing a devil mask.

"National Master, when the good news from Yuanbaoshan comes, we will launch a large-scale attack." Qiu Wenlong said with a smile.

Although he had known for a long time that he was the illegitimate son of this great master, he still used to be called the National Master in front of others and behind him.

Because it is not a big mistake to call him a national master.

"Oh, you think it will be good news?" Wan Shiqiu asked calmly, with a calm expression and no emotion at all.

Qiu Wenlong smiled and said, "To say ten points is too slow, it should be nine points. With Yagyu Mubai personally taking action, even if Wei Qingshan personally suppresses the battle, he may not be able to suppress it, not to mention that Wei Qingshan is not there at all."

Although Wei Qingshan's whereabouts were a mystery to the outside world, the powerful intelligence agencies here in the Northern Barbarians finally found out the truth.

"There are no absolutes in the world. How do you know there is no other great master in Daxia?" Wan Shiqiu said slowly.

Qiu Wenlong smiled and said, "The Imperial Master's lesson is right. After all, Daxia is a vast land with rich resources and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. It is not surprising that there is still an unknown great master hidden there. However, Yagyu Mubai has been in prison for twenty years, and this time he crossed the sea with one sword.

I’m afraid it will be difficult for anyone to stop him.”

Wan Shiqiu quite agrees with this.

Yagyu Mubai is regarded as the Japanese swordsman, and his own swordsmanship has already reached the supreme state of combining swords with humans.

Now that he has spent twenty years raising his sword in Guanzhong, he will definitely be unstoppable when he comes out of Guanzhong.

There are only a few people in the world who can block this sword.

Even if it were him, if he wanted to face off against Yagyu Mubai, the best choice would be to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, avoid the sword that Yagyu Mubai had been brewing for twenty years, and then pursue it slowly.

However, this time, Yagyu Mubai crossed the sea with his sword to kill Bai Jusheng.

This is simply unavoidable.

Because if you avoid it, this sword will hit Bai Jusheng.

Therefore, even if Daxia really has a third great master, he will not be able to get any advantage in front of Yagyu Mubai's sword.

"Let's go." Wan Shiqiu turned and left.

Qiu Wenlong followed soon after.

But just as the two of them turned around, a thunderous shout suddenly came from the direction of the Zhanlong Army's barracks.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

...

The voice was impassioned and passionate, soaring into the sky.

Wan Shiqiu's expression suddenly changed.

"not good!"

Qiu Wenlong's reaction was not slow and he immediately thought of the worst possible outcome.

In such a late night, all the soldiers in the Zhanlong Army camp suddenly shouted "Ten Thousand Victories", then there was only one possibility!

Thinking of this, no matter how deep Qiu Wenlong's palace was, he couldn't help but feel short of breath and his hands trembled slightly.

Soon, the cell phone on his body rang.

After only listening for a moment, Qiu Wenlong's heart fell into the abyss.
Chapter completed!