Chapter 1820 Flag Sacrifice

Liang Yan gave the order, and Hongyun did not hesitate at all. He fell from the high platform and went to the execution ground to execute the execution himself.

More than a thousand prisoners were already dying. Even the ancestors of the calamity such as Huang Pao and Su Mei'er had their meridians cut off and their foundations shattered by Liang Yan. Now their energy is like gossamer, only in Waiting for death on a stone pillar.

Originally, there was no need for Hongyun to do this kind of thing, but she had long been dissatisfied with the behavior of these people. She had endured it for three days, and today she had to execute the execution herself.

With the pinch of the magic formula in his hand, a red cloud appeared in mid-air. The red cloud rolled, and after a moment, countless red scimitars flew out, aiming at the prisoners on each stone pillar.

Just as these flying knives with cold light were about to fall, a loud shout suddenly came from the horizon in the distance:

"Save someone under the knife!"

Hongyun frowned and did not take action immediately.

Although she had a hot temper, she was not a person who acted on impulse. She also knew that killing more than a thousand people was of great importance, so she looked at Liang Yan on the high platform and waited for him to make up his mind.

Liang Yan glanced into the distance and saw a white cloud floating from the horizon. It was very fast and it took only a moment to reach the martial arts field.

The white clouds dispersed, and a man in white fell down. He was handsome and extraordinary.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my execution?" Liang Yan frowned.

"My Su Muyun, I have met Sect Master Liang!" The man in white saluted him, neither humble nor overbearing, like a humble gentleman.

"You are Su Muyun!"

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, he was still somewhat familiar with this name.

This man is a monk from Kunwu Mountain. He has the ability to overcome eight difficulties, and his magical power is not weak. He is known as the "Four Young Masters of Nanxuan" together with Tianxie Demon Lord and others.

During the last meeting in Xuanxin Hall, when it came to the important task of spying on the enemy's rear, Su Muyun was originally on the candidate list, but was rejected and finally fell to Li Yile.

"I wonder if Mr. Su is here, what advice can you give me?" Liang Yan said lightly.

"Sect Master Liang, I'm here to plead for mercy. Although these monks have violated military regulations, they have fought for Nanxuan through life and death, and their crimes are not worthy of death. I would like to ask Lord Liang to give them a break." Su Muyun said with cupped hands.

After hearing this, Liang Yan did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked Su Muyun up and down, and then said leisurely after a moment:

"May I ask Mr. Su? Whose soldiers are these monks?"

"Of course they are Sect Master Liang's men." Su Muyun smiled.

"Okay, let me ask you, sir, whose military regulations did they violate? Who did they disrespect?"

Su Muyun was stunned for a moment this time and smiled awkwardly: "It is indeed disrespectful to Liang Shuai."

Liang Yan suddenly turned cold and said calmly: "Since you are a soldier under me, you have violated my military regulations and you are disrespectful to me, why is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks! Call me 'Lord'? That's fine." , if you Su Muyun can stand and receive my three swords without fighting back, I also admire your 'Lord Dao' and let them go immediately, how about it?"

"this"

Su Muyun frowned slightly, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he adjusted his mentality and still smiled: "Liang Commander, there is no need to be angry. I know these people deserve their crimes. Those monks below the Tongxuan realm are indeed worthy of death, but Nanxuan has never been killed since its establishment. The precedent of the Ancestor of Transforming Tribulation. You must know that this is the top combat power of our Nanxuan. The entire Nanxuan army has tens of millions of people, and the number of monks who have reached the level of Transforming Tribulation is only three or four hundred. I hope Sect Master Liang will think twice."

"In your opinion, how should I punish them?" Liang Yan said with a half-smile.

"The rest of the people can be punished, but Su Mei'er and Huangpao Ancestor have performed military exploits, and their crimes will not lead to death. Let's spare their lives today and let them perform meritorious service. If they kill enemy generals on the battlefield in the future, they will be punished. But the merits and demerits are equal to each other, how about that?”

Liang Yan burst out laughing after hearing this:

"Good Su Muyun, you are messing with the morale of our army! It is clearly written in our military regulations that all people are treated equally regardless of their level of cultivation. Those who have done meritorious service will be rewarded, and those who disobey orders will be punished! You asked me to kill more than a thousand people, but you What are your intentions in letting Su Meier and Huangpao Patriarch go alone?"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Come here, push him out!"

"yes!"

Chu Hua, Huang Li and others received the military order, stepped forward and stopped in front of Su Muyun, and said coldly: "Master Su, please come."

Su Muyun's expression changed drastically.

He never expected that he was one of the "Four Young Masters of Nanxuan" and had overcome eight difficulties. He would lower his posture to plead for mercy, but the other party would not give him any face.

"Liang Yan, are you determined to have your own way?" Su Muyun shouted: "Nan Xuan has never killed the ancestor of Huajie. If this matter comes to Xuanxin Palace, it will not be easy for you!"

"Since Nan Xuan has never been killed before, let's start with ourselves!"

Liang Yan's expression was cold, he stood up from his seat and scanned the entire martial arts arena.

"From today on, the three armies must remember that our Bamboo Army's military orders are like a mountain. Anyone who beats the drums but does not follow the lead, pays for gold and refuses to retreat, engages in private vendettas, spreads rumors and causes trouble, and disrespects the commander's seal, etc. Thirty-six items, regardless of cultivation. For the sake of superiority and inferiority, I will kill them all without mercy!"

These words were not loud, but they were heard from afar, hanging over everyone's heads like a sword, leaving the five hundred thousand army silent and daring not to make the slightest move.

When Su Muyun saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel discouraged and knew that the end was over.

In fact, although the ancestors of Huajie in the Evil Ghost Camp were all prisoners, they also had their own friends. For example, Su Meier and Su Muyun were good friends. They had known each other for many years and were in love with each other, so Su Muyun lowered his attitude to plead for mercy.

Even Huangpao Ancestor has friends, but they are inconvenient to come forward, so they asked Su Muoyun to come, thinking that Liang Yan would have to show off some face. After all, he was one of the four young masters of Nanxuan, and Nanxuan had never killed Hua before. Rob the ancestor.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yan didn't give him any face!

Following his order, Hongyun didn't hesitate anymore. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the red knives fell from the sky, cutting all the monks on the more than a thousand stone pillars into flying ashes. Not even the true soul of the soul was left behind. Kill them all!

"Mu Yun, save me!" Su Mei'er was still struggling until she was about to die. Her true spirit was still condensed, trying to fight for a glimmer of life.

Huangpao Ancestor also had a lucky heart. Although his physical body collapsed, his true spirit left the stone pillar and flew into the distance.

"Why do you still want to run?"

Hongyun sneered, pointed with his hand, and swallowed the true spirit of the Huangpao ancestor under Hongyun's hood, and it turned into smoke in an instant.

Su Muoyun looked at Su Meier's faint trace of true spirit, anger flashed in his eyes, and shouted: "Liang, please keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future! I advise you not to have your own way!"

"kill!"

Liang Yan didn't say anything nonsense. He shot out a sword energy and instantly dispersed Su Mei'er's true spirit, completely disappearing from the human world.

"hiss"

Everyone in the Shenji Camp and the Evil Ghost Camp took a deep breath when they saw this scene from a distance.

There are more than a thousand monks, most of them are elites. Not to mention the more than twenty True Lord Tongxuan, he is not merciless in killing even the tribulation ancestors like Su Meier and Huang Pao!

"This is the God of Death, military orders cannot be violated!"

This idea was imprinted on the minds of everyone in Shenji Camp and Evil Ghost Camp in an instant, and it will never go away.

Su Muyun's face was livid, and he could no longer see the modest and gentlemanly expression just now. He only stared at Liang Yan with his eyes, his eyes extremely gloomy.

"What? Master Su isn't leaving yet? Do you want to see Liang's flying sword?" Liang Yan glanced at him and said calmly.

When he heard the word "Flying Sword", the corners of Su Muyun's eyes jumped suddenly.

Liang Yan's name was given by others. Others may not know it, but as a senior official of Nanxuan, how could he not know that Liang Yan fought five sub-sages in a row at the last Xuanxin Palace Council and defeated all kinds of magic with his sword? Therefore, he occupied a place in Xuanxin Palace.

This is also the reason why Su Muyun is so polite.

Although he is one of the "Four Young Masters of Nanxuan", he is ranked at the bottom. Not only compared with the first-ranked Tianxie Demon Lord, there is also a big gap between him and Tang Qianzhi of White Jade City. How can he dare to take Liang Yan's place? Flying sword?

In the final analysis, Su Meier is just his confidante, and there is no need to go to great lengths to practice dual cultivation occasionally. It's just that he lost his face. From now on, when others talk about him, they will laugh at him for being incompetent. He has overcome eight difficulties, but he doesn't dare to let out a fart in front of Liang Shuai.

"Okay, very good! Liang Yan, you have done a great job. I will let you go for now. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers. We will meet again in the future!"

After saying that, his body turned into a ray of light, and without Huang Li, Chu Hua and others trying to drive him away, he walked out of the martial arts arena and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

"Hmph, you dare to talk nonsense about anything!"

Hong Yun was angrily, looking at Su Muyun's leaving figure, and said bitterly: "Who wouldn't be cruel? That means this guy walks fast, otherwise I would try his methods, look at this 'Nan Xuan Si' What kind of strength does Young Master have!"

"It doesn't matter."

Liang Yan waved his hands and sighed in his heart.

Wherever there are people, there will be disputes, and the world of immortality is no exception. Nanxuan's army is a mixed bag, with tens of millions of people gathered together. It is impossible not to have friction.

If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them!

Liang Yan has always followed this principle. No matter what other people are thinking, as long as they unite to fight against Bei Ming and don't cause trouble for him, then he will not seek bad luck from these people.

Glancing at the people under the high platform, he found that the people in the Shenji Camp and the Evil Ghost Camp were all honest now. Even Mei Yuansong and the Lost Soul Weng, the ancestors of the Tribulation, were respectful in front of him. How could they still be as arrogant as three days ago?

"Don't blame me for being ruthless. There is a huge disparity in strength between monks. Low-level monks can only fight with high-level monks if they are twisted into a rope. If you go to the battlefield and act recklessly and fight on your own, it will be in vain. Die."

Liang Yan glanced at everyone and said loudly: "As long as I am in charge of the army, I will be rewarded for my merits and punished for my mistakes. If you do not disobey military orders, I will never kill people randomly. On the contrary, if I have made meritorious service, I will not be stingy with rewards." The resources in Nanxuan’s treasure house will definitely not miss you!”

"Thank you, Marshal. I will follow you to the death!"

On the martial arts field, half a million troops knelt down, and no one dared to act arrogantly.

Liang Yan nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"From today onwards, the monks in the foundation-building stage will form a group of ten, which is called a 'company'. Each time the military merit is evaluated, the 'company' will be used as a unit. All ten people will be honored, and all will be damaged. No one can be discarded on the battlefield." Even the robe's companions, otherwise they will be punished as rebels."

"Each Juyuan Realm monk can command ten groups of 'robes', and each Jindan Realm monk can command ten Juyuan Realm monks. As for Zhenjun Tongxuan and all the fellow Taoist Huajie Taoists, I will personally appoint the positions. Just come to the camp in the future and listen to orders."

After saying this, the five hundred thousand troops all said together: "Follow the commander's arrangements!"

"Okay, there is no need to train today. You all will return to the military camp. From tomorrow on, you will come to the martial arts field to practice every day."

Liang Yan waved his hand and signaled everyone to leave.

The Shenji Camp and the Evil Ghost Camp paid their respects again, and then left one after another. There was no noise from the beginning to the end, as if they were afraid of offending this evil star and being dragged to military justice.

After everyone left, Hongyun and Nan Youyue stepped forward.

Hongyun smiled and said: "The sect leader is still majestic! The evil ghost camp is full of unruly people, but I didn't expect that they are submissive now. It seems that these people are not really not afraid of death."

Liang Yan chuckled and said: "Cultivators pursue immortality. Ninety-nine out of a hundred monks are afraid of death. The reason why these evil people behave so desperately is just to make others afraid of them. Ordinary monks and such people When there is a dispute, it is inevitable that they will have scruples and say that they must tolerate it, so that they can achieve their goals without taking action."

"Indeed." Hongyun nodded with deep understanding.

Nan Youyue suddenly reminded: "Now the Evil Ghost Camp and the Shenji Camp are in peace, but what about the Black Front Camp? Although this battalion is a rebel, it is the strongest among the three battalions. Don't give up. .”

"I know." Liang Yan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I asked you to collect information on the commander of the Black Front Battalion a few days ago. Is there any progress now?"

“There is some progress”

As Nan Youyue spoke, she took out a bamboo slip from her sleeve and handed it to Liang Yan, "There are three major generals in the Black Front Camp, all of whom are capable of surviving the second disaster or above. However, they all seem to have weird tempers. According to my inference, , I’m afraid it won’t work in this way of killing people to establish authority.”

"I expected it a long time ago." Liang Yan smiled slightly, "Heifeng camp is really not afraid of death. If they were afraid of death, they would not go all the way from Beiming to Nanxuan."

"Indeed, defection is the most taboo thing. Even if you go to Nanxuan, you will not be taken seriously. You will definitely be sent to the most dangerous place. Moreover, the Beiming army is powerful now. If they are afraid of death, they only need to stay in Beiming. The Underworld Army will do." Hongyun agreed.

Nan Youyue pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I guess the reason why the Black Front Battalion has not moved until now is probably because they don't trust us."

"Of course." Liang Yan said with a smile: "In fact, in their eyes, neither Nan Xuan nor Beiming can be trusted. They only fight for their own beliefs, so they only trust their comrades who fight alongside them."

"What should we do?" Hongyun was a little confused.

"It doesn't matter."

Liang Yan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "You don't need to pay attention to the Black Front Camp. Just practice the Evil Ghost Camp and the Divine Machine Camp according to the military formations I explained before. As for the Black Front Camp, I have my own way."

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