Since Sha Zheng participated in the overall situation of the Sword Sect, Mo Han had to consider his existence for Sha Qi.

But this person who is a relative who is not a thing in Jian Chen's words is controlled by Zi Yemen as a puppet, like a hot hedgehog that cannot be killed or touched.

Mo Han couldn't make up his mind for a moment, so he thought about clarifying the repair of the sword spirit. If the sword spirit is restored and the sword sect protection formation is opened, neither the Moxuan Sect, the Ziye Sect nor the royal army is afraid.

As for Jian Chen's statement that the Dingjun Guan and Xuanyuan Qian's army were fighting, Mo Han knew that the more he dragged on, the more he was, the more he was, the more he was not good for the Jian Sect. Jian Chen was right, but he still wanted to try to find a solution from Xuanyuan Qian.

After all, a million troops fought in a melee, killing one thousand enemies to damage themselves, and burying the sea of ​​blood for tens of millions of miles of dry bones is too expensive. Whether it is the royal army or the men of the Sword Sect, they are all people from the Dragon Dynasty and should not be innocently victims of the struggle for power.

To kill, you must also kill the scum of the Shadow Sect.

Jian Chen understood that Mo Han was in a dilemma because of Sha Zheng, and Mo Han wanted to mobilize the troops of the Mo clan to remove the siege of the Sword Sect. Although the Fire Clan's army on the southern front was under Ye Ling's jurisdiction, the Fire Clan's army was only responsible for defending the Mo clan. It would be unreasonable if she was transferred to remove the siege of the Sword Sect. The family of the Mo clan's army had to defend Xuanyuan Long. If the sword sect came to fight against the Moxuan Sect, it was very difficult to distinguish the outcome, and Xuanyuan Long might be blocked from the back and forth.

Jian Chen's heart grasped Mo Han's brother's loyalty and affection. If the Mo tribe is put into a crisis of destruction again, his brother would be too incompetent.

"Tell me about the sword spirit." Mo Han lying on the back of the chair and rubbed his eyebrows.

Jianchen stood up, pulled Mo Han up, and said, "Xiaoxue knew the most about Jian Ling. Let her talk about it during dinner tonight. I will take you to the city gate tower to see the opposite side."

"good!"

The two walked out of the hall side by side.

Snowflakes danced, and the swordsmen in green were standing in a tight formation, like bamboo forests in the snow. The green collars moved slightly in the wind like bamboo leaves shaking gently, and the snow fell on the shoulders and head without any abnormal movement.

Jian Chen and Mo Han quickly walked through the swordsman in the bamboo forest. The swordsman in the bamboo forest did not become restless because of Jian Chen's appearance. To them, the young hero of the Sword Sect is respectable, and he will also defend the swordsman's soul at any time to return to the sword tomb mountain as they do.

Jian Chen led Mo Han and did not step onto the city tower. He felt that it was a disrespect for the swordsman and a suspicion of showing off. If it were not for the critical situation, the sword brothers were walking among ordinary swordsmen with snow on their feet.

"I heard from Grandpa Xiao Qian that you killed several Middle Realm Demon Kings when you arrived at Dingjun Pass?" Mo Han asked.

"At that time, the army had not yet gathered. The five demon kings were shouting outside the pass, probably to explore the truth. The six brothers and I flew out of the pass while the five demon kings were unprepared and trapped them with the seven sword formation and slaughtered them."

Jian Chen laughed so hard that he was so angry when he remembered this.

"why are you laughing?"

Jian Chen said, "When I remembered Jian Yong, I wanted to laugh. A wounded demon king wanted to escape. His heavy sword became larger and wide in the door panel. He slapped the demon king under the cliff outside the pass with one sword."

"Diet?"

The cliff is not a threat to the Demon King. If that heavy sword fails to bear his life, it will be difficult to protect the Demon King from escaping death.

"Diet, Jian Chun followed him down and saw him hanging on a tree branch, and his head was cut back."

"These demon kings died awkwardly enough." Mo Han smiled.

Jian Chen couldn't refuse and smiled and said, "If you show off, you have to hand over your life."

The Chengcheng Horse Road is more than two meters wide and is sloped, with a slightly smoother middle that facilitates the up and down of the chariot. There are steps on both sides. The snow has been cleaned and covered with a thin layer.

The two were chatting and about to climb the city, Jian Chen suddenly stopped, and Mo Han was also stunned and looked at Jian Chen.

"Little brother, raise your head." Jian Chen said to a swordsman in blue.

The swordsman is only fourteen or fifteen years old. His fat figure gives people a very solid feeling. Qingyi is very supportive. The sword hilt is exposed on his shoulders and his hands are on the back. If he didn't look smaller than a well-trained swordsman.

When he saw Jian Chen coming, he was afraid that Jian Chen would make him come back because he was young, so he lowered his head and wanted to get away with it.

"Hehe, Young Master!" The fat swordsman raised his head and squinted his eyes and smiled, with an expression of asking Jian Chen to spare him.

"How old are you little brother?" Jian Chen asked in the tone of his elder brother's reproach.

"Hehe, Young Master, Sixteen!" The fat swordsman said in a very firm tone.

Jian Chen patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "I'm sixteen years old at the age of sixteen. Why are you still so loud? I feel guilty when I hear it. I say, who brought you here."

"Hehe, I've come here myself."

Jian Chen frowned and said, "Where is your city lord? Here is the defense zone of Dingguan City, you are from Dingguan City?"

The swordsmen in every city are led by the city lord. Whether the little fat swordsmen themselves issued the law that they issued did not work or the city lord was not strict, Jian Chen thought to talk to the city lord.

"I am not from Dingguan City, but from Nanyuan City. The old city lord died outside the pass. I also joined the war last time. The new city lord said that I was not old enough and would not let me come, so I came by myself. I just stood there when I saw that there was a leak here." The little fat man laughed.

With only 100,000 or 20,000 heroes left in the 400,000 army, Jian Chen said with a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

He looked around again. There was no leak. The fat man stood there and found an extra seat. He put his arm on the shoulder of the fat swordsman and said, "You participated in the last war. Why are you joining in the fun? Give us a chance to not participate in the battle. You can't take advantage of it alone."

"That won't work! The old city lord said that I asked me to avenge him! I joined the war last time, why can't this time? The young master also has to reason." The fat swordsman glared at him and insisted.

Jian Chen was questioned by the fat swordsman and spread his hands and said helplessly: "Little brother, under the age of sixteen are not allowed to participate in the war. It's a rule!"

"Then you can change it too? I will be sixteen in two months. Now I will be back to the Sword Sect Pass and come back for two months, and I will be sixteen." The fat swordsman defended.

I don’t know if what he said is true or false. What is certain is that I can’t walk back and forth between Jianzong Pass and Dingjun Pass for two months, and it’s only half a month to go around the mountain.

Jian Chen was stumped by the fat swordsman and scratched his head and asked, "Do you want to go to Shiba Peaks to practice swords?"

"think!"

The fat swordsman replied without hesitation.

"You go back to Jianzong Pass first, and wait until the war is over. What if you choose the Eighteen Peaks?"

"Young Master Xie! Then wait until I finish the battle with you." Xiaopang laughed and said, not being fooled by Jian Chen.

Jian Chen failed to make a plan and was cheated, and he smiled and slapped the little fat swordsman. The little fat swordsman rubbed his chest and laughed, and Jian Chen gave him the reward at that time.

"Tell me if there are still many who are not as old as sixteen?" Jian Chen hugged the fat swordsman and asked.

The fat swordsman replied, "Not much, no more."

Jian Chen also knew that these little swordsmen were diligent in practicing swords and fighting skills were no worse than those of the army outside the pass, but he wanted to leave some foundation for the Sword Sect. Since the little swordsmen were here, letting them go would make the men of the Sword Sect cool down. How could they raise their swords in the future?

Mo Han said to Jian Chen: "Let them stay. If Dingjun Pass is not broken, they are not in trouble. If Dingjun Pass is broken, it will be the same everywhere."

Hearing Mo Han helping to speak, he didn't look like the Sword Sect's people, who should be the good friend of Young Master Jian Chen, the fat swordsman begged: "This brother is right, Young Master, let's stay!"

Jianchen liked this little swordsman who climbed along the pole very much and smiled, "Who doesn't this brother know?"

The fat swordsman laughed at Bu Langtou.

"Mo Han, my elder brother Mo Han, have you heard about it?"

"I heard that, I heard that you and the Young Master of the Ice Sect, kill the royal family Xuanyuan Yi together. That day I was excited and broke through the entry period!"

"Hahaha!"

The little fat swordsman's excitement made Mo Han and Jian Chen laugh happily. This little swordsman was so interesting.

Jian Chen still remembers it fresh. After the battle outside the pass, Xuanyuan Qian raised his troops into the sword sect realm. He detoured the sword sect to Wuliang Realm, and the battle to kill Xuanyuan Yi made the sword sect realm excited. The royal family, but in this way, the prince can be killed!

Jian Chen patted the fat swordsman on the shoulder and said, "Good, this position belongs to you!"

"Thank you, Young Master!"

The fat swordsman bowed his hand, not a little immature, and he also brought the killing aura of returning from the battlefield.

Jianchen turned to Mo Han and said, "Brother, let's go up and meet with you brothers."

"good!"

Jian Chen and Mo Han walked upstairs and stood in the sky. One of the blue dragon armor was majestic and the other was majestic in the white robe.

The blue-clothed swordsmen in the city stood in a tact and looked up at the two of them. Some little swordsmen under sixteen years old quietly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's voice was like a bell, and he said, "At this moment, I, Jian Chen, issued another decree. Any swordsman who can lift his sword can participate in the battle! Brothers, all look up!"

The little swordsman who was less than age was overjoyed and raised his head to show a confident smile.

Jian Chen reached out to introduce Mo Han and said, "This is the Mo clan, and it is also my elder brother. Mo Han, Jian Chen, and the Bing Zong Shuijing Tian are three brothers. Xuanyuan, the royal family, was also killed by us, Xuanyuan Jie was also killed by my elder brother, so what about Xuanyuan Long, we will still be killed!"

Mo Han bowed and said hello to the army of blue-clothed swordsmen in his awe.

Jian Chen's deafening voice echoed in Dingjun City. The fiery half of the city also stopped and stood at the height of the Dingjun City Tower. The ten peak masters also appeared in the sky.

The army of swordsmen in green shouted with great fighting spirit, and the sounds soared into the sky.

Jian Chen raised his hand to press down the sound, and instantly returned to calm again.

Jian Chen said again: "Some of my brothers came down from the Shiba Peaks. Because of the war, some had not had time to go to the Shiba Peaks, and some were less than old and could not go to the Shiba Peaks. Today, Jian Chen was announcing a decree to wipe out the army outside the pass. Let's go to the Shiba Peaks to practice swords!"

The army of swordsmen in green clothes seemed to be in an uproar, raised their arms and shouted in unison: "Okay! OK! OK!"

The Lord of Batian Peak in the sky laughed like thunder and said, "What if our Shiba Peaks don't agree?"

Jian Chen looked up at the Lord of Batian Peak and smiled, "Then I will take my brothers to attack the mountain gate!"

"Hahaha!"

The ten peak masters laughed, and the Batian Peak Master said, "Okay! I will take over this battle book on behalf of Shiba Peak! The Sword Sect has not attacked the mountain gate for many years to discuss swords. If I can capture the mountain gate of my Batian Peak, no matter how many years you get, I will collect it!"

Jian Chen said to the army of blue-clothed swordsmen: "You heard it!"

"I heard it!" The army of swordsmen in green responded in unison, with a shocking momentum.

Jian Chen raised his arm and stretched out his hand, and a green light flashed in his hand. He held the green dragon sword circling around the green light and pointed to the sky. With the momentum of opening up the sky, he said: "Life and death follow the Qingfeng Sword!"

The army of swordsmen in green drew their swords in unison, and the sword light suddenly appeared. The sword energy gathered like a bolt of lightning. The sound of sword drawing gathered like thunder soaring into the sky. Hundreds of thousands of swords pointed to the sky, "The wind was soaring to the clouds of ninety thousand miles!" The sword energy was so powerful that the snow flew backwards, and the earth shook.
Chapter completed!