Chapter 539 Martial Arts Performance

Black Blood City is a hundred feet high. The buildings inside are exquisite and row upon row. Blood tribes, human tribes, spirit tribes, barbarians and even demon tribes all walk on the wide black stone avenue and live in harmony with each other.

Yang Xuanwu led a group of young people, and after leaving the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, they stayed in Qingyan County for another two days before arriving at Black Blood City.

After announcing their identities, military attachés from the city immediately came to receive them.

At present, under the leadership of several Ziyue sergeants, everyone is heading to the location of the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, any foreigner who saw the soldiers of the Purple Moon Army would have a flash of awe in their eyes.

In the past twenty years, the vampires, unwilling to be ruled by humans, launched more than one rebellion, and secretly planned multiple attacks on patrol soldiers of the Purple Moon Army.

However, facing the absolute disparity in strength, everything they did was in vain.

Instead, the Ziyue Army used the blood and bones of these rebels to create its own iron-blooded power.

Arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, a young girl stood there like a green pine, with a strong military aura that was enough to make people feel terrified.

She was wearing a red battle armor and a metal helmet, revealing a heroic face. She was Yang Xuanli, the mother of the three Yang Taishan brothers and one of the three commanders of the Purple Moon Army.

Seeing Yang Xuanwu leading a group of teenagers, Yang Xuanli quickly stepped forward to greet him. His armor collided and he made a sonorous sound, "I've seen Seventh Brother!"

Yang Xuanwu smiled faintly and returned the salute. He and Yang Xuanli were not very familiar. After all, the age gap was too big and they had only met each other a few times. Naturally, their attitude was not as close as that towards Yang Xuanyun, but it was not alienated either.

At this time, the three Yang Taishan brothers and sisters behind him hurriedly stepped forward and stood in a row, saying in unison, "My children meet my mother!"

There was a hint of nervousness on the three little faces.

Different from how relaxed they were when facing their father Yang Yuqi, when facing their mother, these three happy little guys looked extremely well-behaved.

Obviously, he was often lectured by Yang Xuanli.

A loving father and a strict mother are not just words;

"Well!" Yang Xuanli glanced at them and replied lightly, "Why don't you practice hard? And you sneaked out without telling your father?"

"No, no, Mother Mingjian, with father's permission, we specially led the way for the seventh uncle and all brothers and sisters." Yang Taixuan, the youngest and most favored by his parents, said with a flattering smile on his snow-white face. explained.

"Is that so?" Yang Xuanli's eyes widened.

"That's right, if you don't believe me, ask your seventh uncle." Yang Taishi, who had always been naughty, seemed to have turned into a little chicken under the majesty of his mother, and quickly winked at Yang Xuanwu.

The latter smiled and helped them, "I called the three of them to lead the way. Yu Qi also knows about this."

"In this case, you have to complete the task well, you know?" Yang Xuanli looked at the three children with dignity.

"I know, I know!" The three of them nodded quickly like chickens pecking at rice.

After knocking the restless three brothers and sisters, Yang Xuanli put a smile on his face again and said softly, "Brother Seven, please follow me to the military camp. There will be a military exercise the day after tomorrow, so you are here at the right time. "

"Oh? Martial arts in the army? Then I have to see it." Yang Xuanwu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in his heart. He wanted to see what the strength of the Ziyue Army, which the family spent a lot of effort to cultivate, was like. .

When the other teenagers heard this, they were also interested, with curious expressions on their faces.

The Ziyue Army barracks is located outside Black Blood City, in an acropolis specially built by the family.

Accompanying Yang Xuanli, he flew from the sky. Before he arrived at the military camp, Yang Xuanwu was frightened by the solid iron-blooded evil energy above the city. It was obvious that the Ziyue Army's strength had probably expanded to an extremely powerful level.

"I didn't expect that the family would cultivate such a powerful army of monks in just forty or fifty years." He whispered in his heart, and Yang Xuanwu couldn't help but look forward to the future martial arts performances.

Different from the dense and complex city structure of Black Blood City, although the acropolis of Ziyue Military Camp covers an extremely vast area, its internal layout is quite simple.

In addition to the city wall, there are only three major areas: the martial arts field, the sergeants' residence, and the armory. Compared with the Black Blood City next to it, it can be said that it is extremely complicated and extremely simple.

Entering the military camp, billowing evil spirits hit my face, the surrounding air seemed to be a little hotter, and the aura of heaven and earth was faintly mixed with traces of the aura of war.

If you are a monk who practices military art, living here for a long time will naturally be beneficial and harmless, and it can also increase the speed of your practice.

But if monks who follow other paths live in this military camp for a long time, it will be exactly the opposite. If they don't do it right, they will be carried away by the strong evil spirit of war and corrode their bodies.

Of course, if you only live there for a short time, there will naturally be no adverse effects.

Two days later, at the military training ground of the military camp, more than 500 sergeants were neatly arranged in three echelons, standing in the wind and hunting with flags.

In the blink of an eye, the Yang family's Purple Moon Army has been established for more than forty years. In order to quickly improve the family's strength, every year, the family sends a large number of new generation clan members to the Purple Moon Army for training.

A year can range from a dozen to as many as thirty. Over time, the main force of the Ziyue Army plus the reserve army already number eight to nine hundred.

The more than 500 sergeants currently lined up neatly on the martial arts field are the main force of the Ziyue Army, and they are all over 18 years old.

In addition to the main force, the Ziyue Army also has three to four hundred reserve sergeants, who are young men who are being trained in the army.

The more than 500 main troops were divided into three battalions, with each battalion having a quota of 200 men. Except for the first battalion commanded by Yang Yusheng himself, the second battalion commanded by Yang Xuanli and the third battalion commanded by Yang Xuangang were not full.

On the general stage, Yang Yusheng, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at the Ziyue Army in front of him. A fierce fighting spirit suddenly appeared on his lightly stubbled cheeks.

"Let's go!!" He waved his hand, and shadows were cast on the sky.

The huge purple-red boat body, the ferocious-looking war weapons, the sharp and terrifying bloody horns... This is clearly the Yang family's Ziyuezhou, and it is the Ziyuezhou that has been promoted to the fourth-level low-grade.

Although the Yang family currently does not have a fourth-level weapon refiner, there are several third-level weapon refiners and dozens of second-level weapon refiners. In addition, he has a wide network of contacts and can invite fourth-level weapon refiners to help. With abundant resources, he can fully afford the refining costs.

Therefore, as early as ten years ago, Ziyuezhou was promoted to the fourth-level low-grade and assigned to the Ziyue Army.

Under the slightly surprised gazes of Yang Xuanwu and others, blood-colored spiritual clouds rose at the feet of more than 500 Ziyue troops, leading them onto the Ziyue boat suspended in the air.

"It turns out this is a martial arts show!" Yang Xuanwu's eyes lit up and he guessed something.

Immediately, he waved his right hand and boarded the Ziyue Boat with many curious young people behind him.