A middle-aged man in rich clothes stepped out of the aeroboat. He had slender eyes and a faint cold air emanating from his body. He got off the aeroboat and walked directly to the city lord's mansion without saying a word.
There were several guards standing at the door of the city lord's palace. One of the young guards instinctively came up to him and asked, "Who are you?"
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the middle-aged man and passed by the young guard. The young guard's expression stiffened for a moment, and then his head flew high, and blood shot into the sky like a fountain.
The figure seemed not to be finished, and circled around the remaining guards. Then several heads flew up, and the guards guarding the door instantly turned into headless corpses.
The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to this and walked straight into the city lord's mansion without pausing.
The city lord got the news at this time and rushed over. When he saw him, he threw himself to the ground and repeatedly said: "I didn't know that Lord Nangong was here. This servant is stupid and rushes into the distinguished guest. This villain deserves to die!"
This middle-aged man is Nangong Yuanbo, the current head of the Nangong family. Although he was upset, seeing the city lord so groveling, he didn't want to get angry again. He just asked: "Where is he?"
The city lord wiped his sweat secretly and said hurriedly: "Sir, follow me!"
A moment later, in the city lord's own bedroom, the best room in this small town, Nangong Yuanbo finally saw Nangong Xiaofeng. At this moment, Nangong Xiaofeng was breathless, lying flat on the bed and staring at the ceiling, his expression blank, even
There was no response when someone came in.
Nangong Yuanbo's eyes fell on Nangong Xiaofeng's broken hand and leg, which only had half of it left. He suddenly froze and turned around and asked, "Is there any hope left?"
An old man behind him walked to the bed, checked it carefully, and said: "You can use secret methods to connect to the regeneration. The strength will be damaged, but there is still hope to return to the previous combat strength in the future. It's just that I want to make a breakthrough in this life, but
It’s almost impossible.”
Nangong Xiaofeng finally had an expression on his face, chuckled twice, and said, "It seems I can still be of some use."
Nangong Yuanbo suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Who did it?"
"First I was injured in the battle with Zhao Yuying, and then I was attacked by that kid named Qianye. My hands and feet were destroyed by his hands." As he spoke, Nangong Xiaofeng showed a trace of self-mockery on his face that could not be noticed by others.
He didn't take the Dark Fire Mercenary Group seriously at all at first, so he naturally didn't remember the relevant information. He didn't recognize Qianye in the chaos at that time. It wasn't until he escaped from serious injuries that he recalled the beautiful but crazy young man.
He vaguely seemed to have seen it somewhere, only to realize that he was injured in the hands of someone he had once regarded as an ant.
"Qianye?" Nangong Yuanbo couldn't remember who it was for a moment. The entourage behind him leaned forward and whispered a few words, and then he suddenly realized that it was the mercenary captain of Blackliu City. He was pacing in front of the bed, and the coldness on his body became stronger.
The hair is getting heavier.
After a moment, Nangong Yuanbo suddenly stopped and said: "Xiao Feng, do you know how much trouble you have brought to our Nangong family by making your own decisions this time? In just one day, Duke You Guo sent three messages in a row, asking for
Let me give you an explanation!"
Nangong Xiaofeng laughed, "Is it just Lord You Guo? You can still bear this, right? Besides, didn't Zhang Clan invite you to talk to him a long time ago?"
Nangong Yuanbo snorted coldly, "Zhao Clan has always been above the top. They say they are allies, but they are actually vassals! Looking at their behavior, they don't have much respect for me. As for Zhang Clan, how much better than Zhao Clan
, all four valves are like this, so what’s the difference?”
Nangong Xiaofeng was startled. He understood the implication of Nangong Yuanbo's words, so he was particularly surprised, "Are you going to join the imperial party?!"
"why not?"
Even with Nangong Xiaofeng's free will, he was shocked by Nangong Yuanbo's words. He looked around the room and saw that the people present were all Nangong Yuanbo's confidants. After hearing the words of the family head, although the expressions of several people changed a little, there was no change in their expressions.
There are too many surprises. It seems that Nangong Yuanbo has been thinking about this for more than a day or two.
Nangong Xiaofeng chuckled in his heart and said slowly: "Most of the new nobles of the Imperial Party come from humble backgrounds. How can you, uncle, tolerate their vulgarity? Besides, when His Majesty wipes out the powerful families... what use will we have? At that time, the Imperial Party will
We should remember that we are actually a family, right?"
Nangong Yuanbo said displeasedly: "Nonsense! The so-called honorable nobles and the imperial party are all ministers of the same palace? If your Majesty wants to make a difference, he naturally needs to establish his authority. It is natural to kill a few people who do not obey orders.
How could it be possible to destroy all the aristocratic families! The right way is for us to serve His Majesty, why should we look at the faces of the four noble families?"
After a pause, Nangong Yuanbo sneered: "The world of this empire should have changed long ago."
"As for Qianye, let him disappear in the bloody battle!" Nangong Yuanbo waved his hand casually. Such small things can be arranged by his trusted aides, so he, the head of the family, does not need to worry too much.
Qianye didn't know that his anger had somewhat prompted the Nangong family to make up their mind in advance, and then dropped a small stone into the tide of the empire's current situation, causing a small wave.
The four words "the current situation of the empire" are really too big, and they are far away from Qianye. He only knows that no matter what he faces next is a bloody battle with the Iron Curtain or a powerful family, strength is his only reliance. Therefore, Qianye takes advantage of the opportunity
The Calm Before the Storm intensifies his practice and strives to make a breakthrough.
Perhaps because of the brazen attack on the Nangong family base, but still retaining the fearlessness in his mind, Qianye made rapid progress in practicing military combat this time, and even broke through to the forty-ninth round in one fell swoop, just one step away from Zhang Boqian back then.
And at this point, Qianye finally understood how powerful and terrifying Zhang Boqian's fifty rounds of military attacks were. After forty-five rounds, the power of each superimposed round was comparable to the sum of the previous nine rounds, and the power of the tide swept across.
Every corner of the body, all the Force nodes resonated, and the blood surged like furious waves, as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving only the tidal wave of madness.
As the force of the tidal force of the Art of War became stronger and stronger, a ray of dawn force was drawn from the void at some point. This ray of dawn force was extremely pure, and it was already very close to its origin.
Yaopian's condensation is one step closer. This ray of force enters the body, and the nine nodes of Qianye vibrate at the same time, and there is a sound of thunder.
However, even with Qianye's vampire physique, strengthened and protected by dark gold and purple blood, he reached his limit in the forty-ninth round, and his body showed signs of collapse. And when the army reached its peak in the forty-ninth round,
At that moment, Qianye suddenly had a mysterious feeling, as if something was about to separate from the tide that filled the world.
Qianye spent twice as long as usual to calm down the frenzy of Bingbing Jue. He recalled the training process and was very sure that his final feeling was not an illusion. It seems that if it really reaches the fifty round, Bingbing Jue may have
An astonishing change, but the force of the tidal backlash at that time was definitely not something he could bear now.
He couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Boqian's talent. Even though Qianye's physical strength was now far higher than that of ordinary blood clan viscounts, he still couldn't compare with Zhang Boqian back then. This man was the most handsome man in the world, and in his prime, he was able to aspire to be the king of heaven.
, it is indeed well-deserved and hard to reach.
However, even today, when Zhang Boqian was officially promoted to Heavenly King, he never intended to abolish the title of the so-called Imperial Twins. It is said that some good people solemnly asked His Majesty for orders during the meeting, saying that Lin Xitang was unbearable.
Tied with the King of Heaven, the name of the Twin Jade should be forbidden to be spread in the empire. Unexpectedly, he was severely reprimanded by Zhang Boqian. This flattery was slapped on the horse's feet, and in one fell swoop, the Twin Jade was offended to the end, and it became a joke in the empire.
After Qianye rested for a while, he checked his body. The ray of dawn force power he obtained during the process was worth half a month of hard work. However, until the end of the training, no second ray appeared.
It seems that at least for now, it is still something that can only be met but not sought.
The forty-nine rounds of the Military Conquest Technique absorbs the original force of heaven and earth with the power of tides. It can be described as a whale swallowing the sea. Its cultivation speed has far exceeded the so-called family secrets. Perhaps only the four clans and some core members of the imperial family can
Only the skills can be compared with it in terms of training speed. Therefore, not long after Qianye practiced, the dawn force in the surrounding environment became unusable. Not only was it wiped away, but a lot of dark force was also drawn into the body.
If it were another person, it would have been difficult and time-consuming to block or expel him, but Qianye didn't have this problem. After the dark force entered the body, under the suppression of the tide of military expedition, it automatically gathered towards the heart and was swallowed up by the blood that was squeezed there.
Empty.
Logically speaking, the resonance of the nodes indicates that he is about to become a warrior. However, Qianye immediately discovered that he was in a special situation. Even though he had an extraordinary speed in practicing the Art of War, after being refined and condensed by Song's ancient scrolls, his number was reduced to seven out of ten.
Eight, there is not much left, so the time when the force is overflowing and the energy can be gathered to form a whirlpool, although it seems not far away, it still takes more time than ordinary people.
Of course, pure force power has more benefits. He does not need to suppress the level at the warrior level. When the force power is overflowing, he can break through directly. At this time, Qianye couldn't help but miss Song Clan's training room and that training session.
It's called hearty.
However, Song Zining's share is only a few days a year, so one can imagine how precious it is. But that one training session was already worth half a year of hard training. The advantages accumulated by the descendants of aristocratic families in these little bits and pieces,
Over time, it becomes an insurmountable obstacle.
After several days of seclusion and hard training, Qianye discovered that he faced another problem if he wanted to advance to the rank of warrior. The second chapter of Xuan Yao in the Song Dynasty's ancient scroll requires that the forces of darkness and dawn complement each other and cannot deviate too much. In other words,
, when the force of dawn is promoted to war general, the force of darkness also needs to be promoted to viscount.
There is a big difference between the dark race and the path of human cultivation. On the side of Eternal Night, no matter which race, the sign of promotion to Viscount is mostly the condensed core of the Force. Whether it is the blood core of the blood race, the dark core of the demon, or the spider demon
The spider crystals are all similar. As for advancement, most of them are a matter of course. When the time is right, they will naturally transform and evolve.
Thinking of this, Qianye suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. Wouldn't he have condensed a blood core in his body? But thinking about it again, it was very possible that the three-color blood energy had already regarded his heart as the base camp. The purple blood energy
Qianye's physique is constantly changing, and the dark gold blood is strengthening the heart. The so-called strengthening is actually a change. In this process, it does not seem impossible to condense a blood core.
However, Qianye didn't know whether he was a human or a vampire. He smiled bitterly and let go of this frightening thought for the time being.
It is not easy to advance to the level of blood. Although absorbing blood essence is a shortcut, the consumption speed is equally terrifying. Moreover, the Black Book and the Original Wings also need to be fed, and their grabbing is not controlled at all. Therefore, the Dark Origin
The improvement of force is equally difficult, no less difficult than the force of dawn.
Qianye walked out of the quiet room and looked up at the unchanging dark sky. He had already determined the next path to promotion. Whether it was to feed his blood or to cultivate the killing spirit of the army, the best choice was to feed war with war.
The sky above the Iron Curtain is extremely calm, and even the twin Alpha stars that approach the Eternal Night Continent every month are nowhere to be seen. This almost stagnant black reminds people all the time that a bloody battle can break out at any time.