collapse.
Uncontrollable collapse.
The soldier who spoke instantly attracted everyone's attention. His expression was dull, and the tears flowing from his eyes were caught between the ancient wrinkles, which looked very desolate.
"Jiang Wang, you..."
Bao Changshou quietly glanced at the old man named Jiang Wang with a complicated expression.
The peerless genius who transcends time and is cultivated by the strength of the Martial Saint clan of the King of Xinjiang has always been fighting across borders to defeat the superior.
Now, he was fighting with a seventeen-year-old boy back and forth.
No matter what, it will give the old man of the Jiang family a feeling of despair.
"Jiang Wang, my condolences."
The one-eyed old man looked at Jiang Wang and murmured.
"Um?"
Jiang Wang's expression was startled, and the next moment his expression turned cold.
"Can you speak? What does mourning mean?"
Jiang Wang roared, stood up, and glared at the one-eyed old man.
"Jiang Wang, please sit down."
Zhao Huanhuang glanced at Jiang Wang and said quietly.
"Zhao Zuo, do you also think that the young master will lose?"
Jiang Wang looked at Zhao Huanhuang with a hint of hope.
Zhao Huanhuang pursed his lips and said quietly:
"He won't lose. He hasn't used the Holy Body yet."
Zhao Huanhuang's voice fell, and everyone in the military tent suddenly fell silent.
Liu Zihua was suddenly startled and looked at Jiang Daoheng with rapid breathing:
"What holy body, Jiang Zuolong's holy body?"
Zhao Huanhuang glanced at Liu Zihua and nodded silently:
"Xinjiang King Wu Sheng told him when he passed away that Xiao Jiang is the successor of the Zhuming Holy Body, but it has not been developed much."
Zhao Huanhuang's voice fell, Liu Zihua narrowed his eyes, and a coldness burst out: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Liu Zihua, you didn't say that Lin Tian is a spiritual master!"
Zhao Huanhuang was also angry at this moment and looked at Liu Zihua.
"I didn't know that Lin Tian didn't use his mental power very much!"
Liu Zihua drank coldly.
Who knows how Lin Tian became a grandmaster? He was stunned by the news that suddenly appeared.
"But it doesn't matter whether the Eucharist or not."
At this time, Wu En, who had been silent until now, spoke quietly, stood up, glanced at Zhao Huanhuang lightly and said:
"Zhao Huanhuang, you don't have to hold on. You have already lost. Lin Tian is only seventeen years old. Jiang Daoheng is five years older than Lin Tian. If he can reach this point, there is no need to compete."
Wu En looked indifferent, looking condescendingly at Zhao Huanhuang at this moment.
“Lin Tian wins, it’s over.
From then on, the positions of the three deputy commanders of the Purple Sun Department, the Dark Star Department and the Holy Sun Department were given up.
The rest are in urgent need of reform.
After Lin Tianxue enters the Grand Master, he will receive ten times the emperor-level resources given by the military department.
The military department fully recognized Lin Tian's name as Lieyang in the future and deducted all Jiang Daoheng's treatment within the military department. "
Wu En put his hands behind his back, and an aura instantly surged throughout the military tent, and an invisible layer of Gang Qi emerged around his body.
Looking at Zhao Huanhuang who remained silent, Wu En continued to speak:
"This is the meaning of Xueyang Ten Thousand Tribulations Martial Saint."
boom!
Inside the military tent, huge waves arose in everyone's hearts.
Wu En couldn't wait any longer. Hearing that Jiang Daoheng had a holy body, he wanted to take the first step and show his fangs at this moment.
"Commander Liu, you don't have to wait any longer.
I didn't agree with this competition from the beginning, but now it's better. The seventeen-year-old Lin Tian is enough to prove everything. "
Wu En looked at Liu Zihua, hoping at this moment that Liu Zihua would stand up like him.
As long as Liu Zihua stands up, the situation will be decided.
"Um."
Liu Zihua nodded and smiled.
Drag what?
There's no need to delay, Lin Tian has done everything he should do, and now it's his turn.
"Indeed, there is no need to compare."
Liu Zihua said indifferently, took out a cigarette and lit it.
Zhao Huanhuang looked at Liu Zihua and opened his mouth at this moment, with a trace of bitterness emerging from the corner of his mouth.
"So, wait here."
He nodded and chose to remain silent at this moment.
Indeed, as Wu En said, he has already lost.
The moment Lin Tian's battle realm method appeared, he had already lost.
What's more, Lin Tian is indeed very strange.
He lost...
"Okay, everyone has just arrived to sign and vote."
Wu En laughed lightly and took out a thick stack of Qi and Blood Contracts.
Everyone is weird, Wu En is indeed the third elder of the martial arts department, he has so many tricks.
Everything is ready, no time is given for everyone to discuss.
Directly force everyone to sign a contract.
"In that case, just sign it."
The fat old man from the Mediterranean took the contract with a smile.
Everyone was stunned, why are their neutrals so active?
People like Bao Changshou and others were extremely helpless.
After they lost, they actually began to be more optimistic about Lin Tian. It was Wu En's method...
How mean.
As for Zhao Huanhuang, he looked at the contract handed over by Wu En and fell into deep thought.
"Wait a moment!"
A cold shout suddenly sounded.
Everyone frowned and looked above the military tent. A pair of eyes seemed to pierce through the military tent, looking straight at the being standing in the sky.
"Zhao Zuo, are you going to admit defeat like this?"
The cold female voice resounded in everyone's ears. It was very lively, but more like a cold wind.
"The competition is not over yet, Wu En, you want to force others to sign a contract. Do the military have any rules?
You, a veteran of the Martial Arts Department, came to the Military Department to dismantle the Military Department? "
The woman's voice was menacing, and she raised the curtain of the military tent with a green-white jade hand.
The person who walked into the military tent was a slim woman in military uniform. She had a cold and flawless face, a straight nose and red lips, but there was a sharp chill all over her body.
He was very tall, and when he walked next to Wu En, his aura was not inferior to that of Wu En.
"Jiang Qingyan, it's useless for you to come."
Wu En glanced at the other party lightly and continued:
"I am here to represent the meaning of the Blood Yang Ten Thousand Tribulations."
"hehe."
Jiang Qingyan sneered and glanced at Wu En with a pair of cold eyes:
"The Martial Saint of the Jiang family who bullied me is dead?"
"I'm just bullying you. The Jiang family's martial saint is dead. What can you do to me?"
Wu En spoke coldly, not looking at Jiang Qingyan at all.
Jiang Qingyan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhao Huanhuang:
"Zhao Zuo, you are Xiao Jiang's master. Although you are a Martial Master, you can defeat a Martial Saint.
I call you Zhao Zuo, and now you..."
"Already lost."
Before Jiang Qingyan could finish speaking, Zhao Huanhuang sighed and shook his head.
He has already lost. Even if he continues to be unreasonable, if he continues at this moment, he will become a complete joke in the eyes of the military personnel.
"you……!"
Jiang Qingyan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Huanhuang with disappointment in his eyes.
"good!
Now even Zhao Zuo doesn't help Xiao Jiang. "
Zhao Huanhuang pursed his lips and said:
"It's not that we don't help, it's Lin Tiancai..."
"No need to say it!"
Jiang Qingyan shouted low, and her eyes glanced at the screen. In a fierce fight with Jiang Daoheng, the young man who was not losing at all clenched his hands tightly.
