Hua Wudao was furious, but Jiang Ming didn't pay attention at all and turned his head to look at the other forces.
"Do you have any intention to cooperate with our Lanruo sect?"
When everyone heard this, they immediately looked overjoyed.
"We do!"
Judging from the fact that Lan Ruojiao has been able to withstand the joint attacks of so many forces before, it is enough to see that Lan Ruojiao's strength is definitely not weak.
It's just that all parties were besieging Lanruo Church before, and they were all worried that Lanruo Church would not exclude them. Now it seems that these worries are obviously unnecessary.
Seeing this, Jiang Ming nodded with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Okay, everyone, let's start taking action now."
For a moment, everyone was stunned. They didn't understand what Jiang Ming meant or what he was doing. How to act?
At this time, Jiang Ming slowly took a step forward, holding the ancient sword, which was engraved with ancient Beiyan characters. Translated into current characters, it is——
"Long Yuan!"
"It's actually a replica of Qixing Longyuan!"
Rao Wuqing and others' eyes widened. The so-called Seven-Star Longyuan was one of the famous ancient swords, and it was far superior to the Spiritual Sword in terms of grade.
But the so-called spiritual sword is not as simple as injecting spiritual energy, but there is spirit in it.
At this time, the voice of Black Sword also came to my ears: "Brother, there is definitely a spirit hidden in the sword body of this Longyuan imitation sword. If it can be awakened, it will definitely increase its combat power a lot!"
Jiang Ming curled his lips and said: "If you weren't so incompetent, why would I go to all the trouble or even be seriously injured to seize this Longyuan Imitation Sword?"
Black Sword was immediately speechless.
Its grade was so high that Jiang Ming couldn't motivate the opponent at all. It was better to use a spiritual sword.
"I hope that one day I can reach the point where I can use you. For now, let's make do with this Longyuan imitation sword... But how do I wake up the sleeping sword spirit in it?"
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. At this time, Heijian snorted, and Long Yuan's sword trembled for a moment, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
"Is this... absolute suppression?"
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment. As expected of the Black Sword, just a few casual strokes forced the Long Yuan Sword to move. You must know that the previous Long Yuan Sword was just like the old man, pretending to be dead and sleeping.
"Little guy, I'd like to remind you that this is my good brother and one of the strongest men in the future. You must serve him well. If you make him unhappy, I will ravage you every day!"
Hei Jian looked like Big Brother Hei, which made Long Yuan's sword spirit tremble uncontrollably and did not dare to say a word at all.
It was also at this time that they finally encountered the first batch of Xia Army soldiers.
There were three to four hundred people. If we just looked at the number of people, Jiang Ming's side would definitely have the advantage. After all, there were more than twice as many people as the other side.
But our side is just a mob, while the other side is an excellent unit that has undergone rigorous training and has been polished countless times. It is beyond the imagination of normal people!
For a moment, everyone was looking at each other, not knowing what to say, and no one dared to directly come forward to fight.
Jiang Ming looked at this rabble and couldn't help but shake his head a few times.
"The team we just put together is not as good as these regular troops after all... Wuming, it's up to you."
"clear."
Wuming was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took a step forward and shouted again: "Death!"
Without any hesitation, Wuming instantly pulled out his long sword and swung it towards him. With a few crackling blows, he wanted to kill the group of people in front of him.
It was also at this time that Jiang Ming chose to move and pointed the Longyuan Sword at these people.
"Long Yuan Imitation Sword? Who are you?"
The leader of the Xia army on the opposite side stared at Jiang Ming for a long time, but the next second his head fell to the ground, and it was Wuming who took action.
"You're only in the Nascent Soul stage, but you still dare to bark in front of me?"
He does not mean that.
Jiang Ming's heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "You mean, this is the Nascent Soul stage?"
A person with a level of three to four hundred men is definitely not a commander of a thousand. He is probably a general of Daxia who is higher than a centurion and second to a commander of a thousand, but he has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage!
"It's normal. The fighting power of the Yanxia era was astonishing, no less than that of the Yuan and Wei era ten thousand years ago. You must know that in the Yuan and Wei era, the Zhenwu Holy Land was also part of the Yuan and Wei dynasties, as well as other aristocratic families, There are countless powerful people in this sect, which is beyond your imagination."
Tuoba Kui walked over and his tone was quite solemn, which made Jiang Ming tremble.
"Will such a powerful dynasty fall?"
"That's natural. The Yuan and Wei dynasties were founded for more than 20,000 years, and the Northern Yan Kingdom was about 7,000 years old. The history of the Xia Kingdom is even shorter, only a mere 2,000 years... But it must be mentioned that the Helianxia Dynasty Their military power is notoriously terrifying. If Beiyan hadn’t joined forces later to transform the Kingdom of God, I’m afraid Beiyan would have been destroyed at that time.”
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows again and asked: "Thousands of years ago, Beiyan and Xixia were destroyed one after another. Is this all the work of the Yuhua Divine Kingdom?"
It seems that this is the only theory that can be established. After all, Beiyan's national power was too powerful back then, and Xixia was even more terrifying, but they were destroyed one after another within a hundred years. Only the Feather Kingdom could do this.
However, Tuoba Kui shook his head seriously and said: "No, no! The destruction of Xixia was caused by the joint efforts of Beiyan and Yuhua, but the one who really destroyed Xixia was actually the ancient Yin-Yang Kingdom today!"
What!
Jiang Ming was stunned.
Being able to completely destroy Xixia, the national power of the Yin-Yang Ancient Kingdom is naturally extraordinary. How could it have weakened to this level in the past thousand years and allowed the Yin-Yang Ancient Sect to become so rampant?
Seeing the confusion in Jiang Ming's heart, Tuoba Kui immediately spoke again: "The reason why the imperial court of the Yin Yang Kingdom declined was firstly because it suffered heavy losses when it destroyed Xixia, and secondly because it was caused by Beiyan... You know, the former The ancient Yin-Yang Kingdom was far inferior to Xixia in terms of national strength, and it was Xixia that suffered heavy losses before it was destroyed. Although the Ancient Yin-Yang Kingdom destroyed Xixia, it did not have time to recuperate and ushered in another war with Beiyan."
"The war between the Yin-Yang Ancient Kingdom and the Northern Yan Dynasty lasted for a full hundred years. It was logical that the Northern Yan Dynasty would win... But who would have thought that at the critical moment, a mysterious being would appear in the Yin-Yang Ancient Kingdom and kill him directly. At that time, a prominent commander from the Northern Yan Dynasty caused the Northern Yan front to collapse instantly, and then the mysterious being led a large army to attack the capital of the Northern Yan Kingdom and slaughtered most of the Northern Yan royal family..."
"And that mysterious existence is the ancient saint of the Yin-Yang Ancient Sect!"
