A genius suddenly appeared.
Even more amazing and talented than his younger brother, he appeared in an instant and wanted to take away everything that originally belonged to Jiang Daoheng.
Jiang Qingyan's cold eyes swept across everyone present, and finally settled on Liu Zihua.
"Uncle Zihua, my grandfather is also one of the Thirteen Fierce Suns. Is this okay for targeting our family?
Grandpa died on the battlefield. Before he died, he supported you the most! "
Jiang Qingyan looked downcast and begged Liu Zihua at this moment.
"Xiao Qing, this matter is about right and wrong. Lin Tian was not wrong from the beginning.
I know your grandpa, even if he were here, he would think I was right. "
Liu Zihua looked complicated and spoke quietly.
The battle between Jiang Daoheng and Lin Tian is, in the final analysis, a battle between the Thirteen Fierce Suns.
The Thirteen Fiery Suns back then were either dead, crippled, or neither dead nor alive.
It is still affecting the entire military, and even the human race.
"good!"
Jiang Qingyan took a deep breath and smiled:
"In this case, it seems that no one in this military headquarters is willing to speak to our family. Chengfeng Martial Saint, please come out!"
Jiang Qingyan's voice fell, and Liu Zihua's eyes narrowed.
Buzz…
A ray of light suddenly appeared, overflowing from the gap in the curtain of the military tent, and the entire military tent turned into daylight.
Thousands of daylights drifted in, gradually gathered together, and turned into a human figure.
Liu Zihua sneered, and a very handsome middle-aged man's face appeared in his sight.
"Uncle Zihua, long time no see."
A middle-aged man in white suddenly appeared, and figures stood up one after another in the entire military tent.
"I've seen Martial Saint Chengfeng."
"I've seen Martial Saint Chengfeng."
"I've seen Martial Saint Chengfeng."
…………
At this time, everyone except Liu Zihua saluted the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.
"Huanhuang, there is no need to salute me. If you are promoted to Martial Saint, I will not be your opponent."
Martial Saint Chengfeng chuckled at Zhao Huanhuang.
"Don't you never interfere with the affairs of the Martial Arts Department and the Military Department? Now, what are you going to do when you show up?"
Liu Zihua looked at Chengfeng Martial Saint and spoke calmly.
A member of the military stood up and gave up his position to Martial Saint Chengfeng.
They all looked excited. The appearance of Chengfeng Martial Saint now shows that they have turned towards the military.
A smile appeared on Jiang Qingyan's lips, and he glanced at the military personnel whose expressions suddenly changed.
"Uncle Zihua, it's like this. I am Xiao Jiang's second master now. Naturally, I came here to see my apprentice's battle."
Martial Saint Chengfeng chuckled, his eyes swept across the screen, his eyes trembled slightly, and then he chuckled:
"Future Lieyang is indeed good. His will has surpassed that of Xiao Jiang. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Martial Saint may have regarded it as a closed-door inheritance and actually gave him the entire [Xingtian Tu Dao]."
He sighed in admiration and acted very calmly.
Although Jiang Qingyan frowned a little, a proud smile appeared in his eyes after seeing that no one had signed the contract that Wu En had taken out.
This is conspiracy.
If one Zhao Huanhuang is not enough, then hire another Martial Saint.
"Then, Martial Saint Chengfeng, do you think my contract can still be signed?"
A discordant voice sounded, it was Wu En.
At this moment, he was facing Martial Saint Chengfeng, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Yes, unwilling.
We finally got to this point, but the sudden appearance of a person ruined everything.
Martial Saint Chengfeng glanced at Wu En lightly:
"Now, let me ask you, who loses and who wins?"
Wu En gritted his teeth and said coldly:
"This competition is about the battle realm method. Lin Tian has already understood the battle realm method.
Now that he and Jiang Daoheng are fighting back and forth, and even holding the pressure firmly, he..."
"Only seventeen?"
Martial Saint Chengfeng spoke indifferently and continued:
"My disciple has never used the Candlelight Holy Body, nor has he used the Ten Suns Tongtian that I taught him."
Martial Saint Chengfeng said quietly, and everyone in the military tent looked at each other.
Martial Saint Chengfeng wants to protect Jiang Daoheng.
After all, Jiang Daoheng is his apprentice. If Wu En's plan is true at this moment, Jiang Daoheng will suffer too much loss.
Wu En's eyes became cold and stern.
"Wu En, I hugged you when you were a child. Don't forget, your father and I grew up in the same generation."
Chengfeng Martial Saint said indifferently.
Wu En's eyes were heavy, and he glanced at Liu Zihua, but Liu Zihua shook his head.
"That's it, it all depends on whether this battle is won or lost."
Liu Zihua spoke quietly, a smile appeared on Jiang Qingyan's lips, and then he saw Wu Sheng Chengfeng sitting quietly, very calm.
Wu En opened his mouth, but hesitated. The unwillingness in his heart reached the extreme.
It took a lot of effort to reach this point, but you actually compromised?
"Commander Liu!" Wu En gritted his teeth.
"Sit down." Liu Zihua said quietly.
Wu En tightened his fists and looked at the silent Zhao Huanhuang and the chuckled Jiang Qingyan, a feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart.
"I...I went outside to smoke."
He shouted lowly and disappeared into the military tent in an instant.
As for Lu Changming and others, their expressions were also gloomy. Wu En's powerlessness and anger also appeared in their hearts at this moment.
However, it is very helpless that the appearance of Chengfeng Martial Saint is a bad thing for Lin Tian and them, but it is a good thing for the military.
"Zihua, why don't you fight?"
Lu Changming looked at Liu Zihua helplessly.
"What are you fighting for? Is it necessary?"
Liu Zihua raised his eyebrows and spoke quietly.
"you……"
Lu Changming was angry and left directly afterwards.
Liu Zihua felt weird for a while, and his brain was sick.
Why do you think Lin Tian will lose?
Until now, Lin Tian's combat skills, extreme skills, and even mental power are all useless...
He looked at the screen with a smile on his lips.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, my young master seems... hahaha!"
Laughter rang out from the despairing old soldier Jiang Wang.
Jiang Qingyan smiled proudly.
"Afraid of Tianchen, this move...Zhao Zuo actually taught him..."
There was a sigh, and the speaker was Bao Changshou.
Jiang Wang and Jiang Qingyan were stunned for a moment, feeling as if they could see the bright moon through the clouds.
very good!
It seems that Jiang Daoheng is also serious!
This is Jiang Daoheng, what can a junior who has suddenly emerged do to compete?
Everyone looked over and saw that the surging seabed was cut open by a powerful force. Giants made of golden blood stepped across the ground and stepped towards the weak insect.
At this moment, the military tent became quiet.
A smile appeared on Chengfeng Martial Saint's lips. Zhao Huanhuang taught this move to Jiang Daoheng. It seemed that it was over.
"Lin Tian, how are you going to block my move?"
In the sea water, Jiang Daoheng clasped his hands together, like a giant Buddha hanging in the air, and his energy and blood seemed to be endless, condensed into a powerful giant.
The terrifying impact set off turbulent waves, and the water roared like a dragon, opening its bloody mouth toward Lin Tian.
"How to block?
Do you need to block the rubbish martial arts skills performed by rubbish? "
There was a faint laugh, and a thunder sun rose from the other side of the sea.
But he suddenly rose up and appeared among the giants of golden light, surrounded by everyone.
"Are you looking for death?"
Jiang Daoheng smiled and looked at Lin Tian.
Inside the military tent, Martial Saint Chengfeng had a smile on his lips and said lightly:
"Don't worry, I will save Lin Tian."
He naturally believed that Lin Tian would lose.
The next moment.
boom!
An earth-shattering explosion resounded, and Chengfeng Martial Saint's expression changed.
