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The sword is flying across the sky, and the hunting robes are ringing!

Mr. Xun slowly stepped out of the quiet room, his majestic sword spirit seemed to intensify Zhou Za's appearance. A series of arrogant strength intertwined around him, turning into a whirlpool-like airflow everywhere. Want to avoid it

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"Lord!!"

In front of the quiet room, three hundred [Black Wing] soldiers were patrolling, each holding a dark spear, their armor rustling, and they kowtowed together.

These three hundred [Black Wings] soldiers all move and act as one, and their bodies rise and fall with energy and spirit as one. They seem to have the air of a Taoist soldier, and they can be regarded as the top blood evil warriors.

These three hundred bloody warriors, all of whom [changed their muscles and forged their bones], and some of them were very powerful, formed a military formation. Unless they were master-level figures, they would not be able to get close enough to a quiet room.

"Another... nice weather!"

The fine golden sunshine fell on Xun Shaoyu's face. He looked up at the blue sky, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose, with a wanton smile. The sound of the sword sounded, and the wisps of sword energy cut through the clouds, and Xun Shaoyu's brows

, reflecting a high-spirited look.

"How long has it been?"

Xun Shaoyu slowly sheathed the sword, the scabbard groaned slightly, and a cold breath floated around him.

When he was refining the golden bones in seclusion, his mind was completely immersed in the dark world, and he was really a little slow about the alternation of day and night.

[Black Wings] The soldier bowed and said: "My lord, it has been thirteen days since I entered seclusion."

Xun Shaoyu pondered for a while and said: "Thirteenth day... what a big dream!"

His whole body is made of golden bones. Although he is not innately innocent and has the wonderful ability to shed the mortal body, he is still extraordinary.

…………

Official residence, main hall!

Xun Shaoyu sat with his hands on the case, and You Jing lay across the table.

In the Shangyang Dynasty, when all the edicts were issued, Chang Yunguang and three other people came after hearing the news. They each sat on their chairs with extremely respectful expressions.

When Xun Shaoyu truly entered the ranks of masters, his sword intent flew across the sky like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, but it could be seen up and down Tangyi. His powerful force was not concealed, which made these three people even more humble.

Especially in the Shangyang Dynasty, this heretic Yuanshen real person must be cautious and cautious when facing the overwhelming spirit of swordsmanship.

Shangyang Chao touched his palms and sighed: "My lord, my martial arts and magical powers are getting better and better day by day. I'm glad to congratulate you! I'm glad to congratulate you!"

Xun Shaoyu said calmly: "There is no limit to martial arts, I just took one more step forward."

The so-called thirty-six refining masters can obtain the indestructible golden bones; the seventy-two refining masters can prove the golden body is indestructible. This [Yi Jin Forging Bones] has eighty-one refinings, one refining and one forging, and it has been eighty-one times.

Grinding, the body is called holy by its strength.

Although the Grandmaster and the Grandmaster are both [reborn], the gap between them is so great that one Grandmaster can easily kill dozens of Grandmasters. This is the same in [Yi Jin Bone Forging], the eighty-first level.

If one corresponds, one or two can be obtained.

What's more, Xun Shaoyu also knew many ancient secrets from the memory of Baihu Yuanshen.

Although the physical body has reached the level of "Indestructible Vajra", which is comparable to that of a martial saint who has "become a saint", the state of a martial saint is far from the pinnacle of martial arts.

The road to martial arts is vast and endless, and Xun Shaoyu's step forward is just the beginning.

Immediately, Chang Yunguang and Chang Yunguang came to Shangyang Dynasty and presented the documents they had accumulated over the past few months for Xun Shaoyu to read one by one.

Xun Shaoyu was reviewing and asking about current affairs.

After all, this barbaric land was newly attached, and the nature of the barbarians was mostly unruly. Therefore, for two and three months in a row, both Shang Yangchao and Chang Yunguang focused on the management of the barbaric land.

The barbarians are wild and untamed, aggressive and warlike, and only two powerful figures, Zhongfu Zuoche and Zhongfu Rightche, can suppress them. In order to stabilize the hearts of the barbarians, Shang Yangchao and Chang Yunguang can be called Put all your effort into thinking.

"The barbarian incident is gradually calming down, but..."

Shangyang Chao sighed slightly, and looked like he was about to speak but stopped: "The barbarians are naturally fierce, and although their ethnic groups are thin, there are dozens to millions of them. Some of them live in clans, and most of them are called kings. They are our Yuzhou Rongbian." Hidden danger.”

"And the barbarians are naturally strong. Even if the master divides them and transforms them, the habits of the barbarians are difficult to change... This will be another big disaster. The three strategies of controlling the barbarians in the edicts, including attacking the center, turning against the side, and widening the force, are all This is the best policy. However, the hatred between the barbarians and us cannot be settled in a short time. It will take more than ten or twenty years to fully control the barbarians."

Since he had personally dealt with barbarians in the past few months, Shang Yang Chao's understanding of the barbarians was no longer superficial. However, after gaining a deeper understanding, it aroused Shang Yang Chao's fear.

Looking at Shangyang Chao, who had not finished his words, Xun Shaoyu's expression changed slightly and said: "...could it be that something happened to other barbarians?"

For Shang Yangchao to be so secretive, something must have happened to the barbarians, leaving him helpless.

"Yes,"

Shangyang Chao gathered some words and said: "The barbarians are entrenched in Yuzhou, and there are millions of people, including hundreds or thousands of tribes. It can't be called a good climate."

"But... recently, I heard that the barbarians on the border of the Song Dynasty formed a large tribe. They went around to conquer the disobedient barbarians, annexed small and medium-sized tribes, and now have half a million subordinates."

Xun Shaoyu's heart skipped a beat and he was suddenly startled: "Five hundred thousand!"

The meaning represented by half a million barbarians made Xun Shaoyu frightened.

After all, he was already exhausted to deal with just tens of thousands of barbarians, let alone half a million. Ordinary vassal states may not be able to withstand such a huge barbarian tribe.

Chang Yunguang said in a deep voice: "Yes, five hundred thousand... Before reporting to the Lord, I have already sent my subordinates to the Song Dynasty to investigate and confirm that what I said is true."

"Then, what's the attitude of the Song Dynasty?"

Xun Shaoyu flicked the back of the knife with his fingertips and said: "In any case, it is not a blessing for the Kyushu human race to have a large tribe of half a million barbarians."

An adult barbarian is as strong as a bull, and with half a million barbarians, there can be at least 150,000 barbarian soldiers, all of whom are extremely fierce. They are definitely a big threat to a big country like the Song Dynasty.

If these 150,000 barbarian soldiers were all refined soldiers, even if they only showed blood, it would be enough to give the Song Kingdom a headache.

As the saying goes, how can one allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch?

There are hundreds of thousands of refined barbarians, even if the martial saint breaks through forcefully, they will still be trapped inside.

Chang Yunguang said: "The whole Song Dynasty seems to be ignorant and lax in its defenses. It has been peaceful for a long time."

The Song State and the Lu State are adjacent to each other, and both are one of the big countries in Yuzhou. Once the Song State is in chaos, the Lu State will not be able to protect itself.

"With the shrewdness of the Song Marquis, he would not know the dangers of the barbarians. Isn't it because of raising tigers?" Xun Shaoyu said quietly: "It seems... it's another dragon-tiger fight!"

Only when you go deep into the frontier can you understand how terrifying the threat from the barbarians is.

"Not only that, it is said that there is also a large barbarian tribe on the border of Zheng State. The scale may not be as large as that of Song State, but there are definitely 300,000 barbarians."

"Zheng!"

"Song!"

Xun Shaoyu murmured, looking surprised.

Among the three major princes in Yuzhou, Zheng was the most powerful, Song was the second largest, and Lu was the last.

With such a large tribe of barbarians and entrenched on the edge of several powerful countries in Yuzhou, Xun Shaoyu had to think more.

"Could this be a sign that a war is about to begin?"

Xun Shaoyu was silent, but his eyes flickered.

"Report!"

"Report!"

Suddenly, a [Black Wing] soldier stepped into the main hall with a solemn expression.

"My lord, the great demon in southern Xinjiang is causing trouble!"

Bang!

The case broke apart in an instant, and a ray of sword light was like water, reflecting Xun Shaoyu's stern face, which was cold and pure.

"Southern Xinjiang..."

…………

Southern Xinjiang, close to the corner of Cai Di, is one of the famous taboos in Cai Di.

According to old legend, there is a big demon in southern Xinjiang!

However, Southern Xinjiang has a miasma and poisonous fog that has been brewing for millions of years, making it difficult for ordinary people to enter Southern Xinjiang.

Therefore, it has not yet been determined whether there is a big demon in southern Xinjiang, but it is definitely not a good place.

boom--

A three-headed dragon flew out of the southern border, waving its body of dozens of feet, with extremely fine dark brown scales, a ferocious face, and a pair of yellowed dragon eyes, revealing a cunning and sinister look.

A billowing black cloud continued to spread in all directions under the dragon bodies of the three black dragons.

"Hahaha……"

The power of the three-headed dragon was as real as the dragon's roar, and the earth cracked with cracks. There seemed to be thunder intertwined in the black clouds. When the dragon's body passed by, the pits on the ground exploded one after another.

"You are so bold and evil. You dare to trespass on the border of my country, Lu. Are you not afraid of the punishment of being skinned and cramped by my country?"

Five hundred soldiers formed a square formation, manifesting the image of a military strategist's blood. The strong Yang Yang of blood was twisted into one by the five hundred soldiers.

This is a group of armored soldiers patrolling Nancai. The five hundred armored soldiers seem to be one person. They hold up their spears together and face the three-headed dragon without fear. They are worthy of the 'shadow' of an elite who has fought in hundreds of battles. Although the dragon is not similar to

Like a real dragon, it is born sacred, but it is also a divine beast. It is conceivable that the five hundred soldiers face the pressure of the dragon.
To be continued...