Unexpectedly, Nie Yan shook his head and said calmly: "No, just watch."
"Huh? Watching?"
The sons were a little surprised.
My father was notoriously protective of his shortcomings and was never a good-tempered person.
Will you tolerate these little tutors causing trouble
Nie Yan said: "Fourth, tell me."
Nie Moyan thought for a while and said: "The three middle-aged teachers in Ha'erguan are very strong, with master-level combat power. Our troops in the city are not enough to deal with them... A frontal siege will cause the losses to be even heavier."
Nie Yan nodded, quite satisfied with this answer, and said: "Tempers are the charm to the strong, and death to the weak..."
The words suddenly stopped.
Downstairs, a figure quickly came up, knelt down on one knee, and reported: "Sir, something happened in Xiaoxi Mountain. General Lu led his people to attack the mountain personally..."
It was Xiao Gao, the close guard next to Lu Min.
He told what happened in Xiaoxishan in detail.
Nie Yan was silent after listening.
Unlike King Hai'an, the old dandy who only knew how to avenge his useless grandson, Nie Yan did not come to Yunmeng City to avenge his son Nie Fuguang.
He wouldn't feel sorry for this useless dandy even if he died eight times.
With his physical condition and status, if he wanted a son, he would have a lot of young and beautiful women waiting on him at any time, and he could produce dozens of seeds in a month.
Therefore, this time he did not hesitate to mobilize the army. The purpose of coming to Yunmeng City was not only to submit some certificates of surrender to the Wei family, but also his important target was the Xuanshi vein in Xiaoxi Mountain.
While the dust has not settled in the end, let's let go and loot as much as possible.
In the end, of course, we have to give some away.
But at least I can gain something.
On the other hand, the silver bear cub that Lu Min valued was not very attractive to Nie Yan.
Just a cub.
Even if you can grow into a beast king, so what
It's not just a combat power roughly equivalent to that of a human martial arts master.
As long as there are enough black stones, you can recruit and train many martial arts masters who truly belong to the Nie family. How can a beast king compare to this
After thinking for a while, he looked at his four sons and said: "Third, Sixth, and Seventh, each of you three will lead an elite guard. Don't attack from the front. Use poison protection and use fire to level this academy." "
The three sons were immediately overjoyed and said, "Yes, father."
Nie Yan thought for a moment and then gave another warning: "Remember, don't fight the three great masters head-on. Evacuate immediately when the fire starts... It's just to refresh these people's memories."
Then he turned around and said: "Lao Si, you go to Xiaoxi Mountain with my father."
He took Nie Moyan and Xiao Gaoren and left the teahouse.
…
Station.
Jiang Zi burst into tears.
"Brother..."
He saw the scene of Zhu Bishi burning to death.
I also sensed that the mental restraint I had sworn at the beginning was suddenly unshackled and disappeared completely at this moment.
Jiang Ziliu still didn't understand what happened.
Like a marionette, finally free.
Ever since he became one of the Four Sword Slaves, Zhu Bishi has been the one who takes care of him the most.
Zhu Bishi did many things for him that he didn't want to do.
Zhu Bishi completed many orders for him that he was unwilling to carry out.
For him, Zhu Bishi was also a teacher, a father and a friend.
But it was such an important person in his life who, at the end of his life, paid the price of annihilation of his soul to lift the shackles on his soul.
He once asked Zhu Bishi why he helped him so much.
Zhu Bishi’s answer is simple—
"I see a shadow of myself in you."
Time can never be turned back.
Regardless of whether he is a martial arts grand master or a commoner, as long as he gets old, he is prone to nostalgia. Zhu Bishi struggled to become a grand master from a small person, took many wrong paths, and lost many people.
Maybe he was being nice to Jiang Ziliu, just trying to make up for the self he had been owed.
But for Jiang Ziliu, it was a warmth that could not be described in words.
Jiang Ziliu shed tears while watching.
On top of the projection of divine power in the sky, Zhu Bishi's figure was swallowed up by silver flames and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
"This revenge must be avenged."
He looked at the man wrapped in silver flames and wearing a red mask, and remembered this scene firmly.
Jiang Ziliu knew that this person was Lin Beichen's friend.
But unfortunately, the friend of a friend has to become an enemy.
He sat in the inn, thought quietly for a while, then turned and left.
Left the inn.
Left Yunmeng City.
He wants to kill the red-faced naked male Grandmaster.
So he couldn't ask for the metal arm made by Lin Beichen.
As for the 10,000 gold coins already paid...
Even in a life and death arena battle,
Lin Beichen spared his life, and Lin Beichen saved him on Xiaoxishan Mountain as compensation.
Although using gold coins to repay affection is completely meaningless for a rich man like Lin Beichen who has a mine at home.
"Next time we meet, I don't know if we are enemies or friends..."
Outside Yunmeng City, Jiang Ziliu looked back in the direction of the Temple Mountain.
The mountains remain the same.
"Hope you can win."
He sighed and finally turned to leave.
The figure gradually disappeared among the mist and mist in the distance.
During this trip to Yunmeng City, he lost everything.
Got free.
…
…
No. 4 enchantment battlefield.
boom!
The Vulcan Guard's figure exploded in the void.
The battle is over.
The battle lasted slightly longer.
But in the end, it ended with the victory of the mysterious strong man assisted by Yunmeng Temple.
…
Oracle No. 1 enchantment battlefield.
Ding Sanshi stood on the ground, looking at the barrier light film, with a look of confusion and anger on his face.
Behind him is the corpse of his opponent.
The battle is over.
In the duel of forbidden moves, Ding Sanshi's Sword Four was even better.
However, he was injured by his opponent and suffered several wounds on his body, and the wounds were dripping with blood.
Especially the wound on his left shoulder, which was about a finger deep and almost split his entire body.
"He actually cheated in the barrier battlefield. He could only enter but not exit..."
Ding Sanshi took a deep breath and looked towards the sky.
Although he could not see Mr. Lianshan holding the oracle in the void due to the barrier battlefield, he knew that the other party must be looking down at this moment.
"This is against the rules of attacking the temple to test the gods, Lianshan, open the barrier quickly."
Ding Sanshi shouted angrily.
…
real world.
High in the air.
A trace of regret appeared on Mr. Lianshan's face.
In the six major battlefields, Yunmeng Temple actually achieved an astonishing five victories.
Only in Ye Weiyang's Oracle No. 3 barrier, the battle was still going on, and there was still no winner or loser.
For the forces of the Wei family, this was undoubtedly an unacceptable defeat.
But fortunately, everything is still under control.