Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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The rear area, Ganwu City.

Ever since Wang Zhan became the Asura War God of the Great Yan Empire, as the place where Wang Zhan was born, Qianwu City was almost famous in the entire rear of the empire, becoming the star city of several major cities in the rear.

Countless remnants and veterans came to Qianwu City to pay their respects to Wang Zhan, the Shura God of War of the Great Yan Empire!

In an inn.

Liu Er, who was full of hair, was standing at the table, knocking on the abacus, with a smile on his face.

On both sides of him, there were jars of wine, and the rich aroma of the wine permeated the hall, making one unable to help but feel intoxicated. In front of his table, there were two or three long queues, There is no limit at a glance.

"Come on! Line up and line up!"

"You...you, I'm talking about you, don't jump in line!"

Next to these two or three teams, there are several old men with full hair, who are acting as buddies, yelling.

"Are you also here to buy God of War wine?"

"Isn't it? As the wine that God of War personally ordered, you can't come and taste it?"

"That's right, it's not bad to taste the wine that Lord God of War ordered without seeing Lord God of War!"

In the team, old men in twos and threes whispered to each other, their faces flashing with anticipation.

In this long line, there was hardly a young man seen, either an old man with a rickety figure, or a disabled middle-aged man.

"If you want me to say, Liu Er is also very lucky. The wine he brewed was actually ordered by God of War himself!"

Among the crowd, an old man looked at the smiling Liu Er, and said with great taste.

Shura God of War!

In the entire Great Yan Empire, it has become a symbol. No matter men, women, old or young, everyone admires it and regards it as an idol. Even some fanatics have a portrait of Wang Zhan in their homes and worship him every day.

I pray that Wang Zhan will bless his son on the front line and be safe!

"You don't know that, do you?"

"It is said that Liu Er happened to meet the God of War when he went out to fight, so he said it casually, and the God of War wine agreed!"

"At that time, Liu Er didn't expect at all that Wang Lao would become the famous Shura God of War in the Great Yan Empire, and even established the rise of the Great Yan Empire in one fell swoop!"

"After hearing that Mr. Wang became the Asura God of War, this guy also had a flash of inspiration. When everyone came to pay their respects to the palace, he pushed his wine onto the table and took a War God wine. That's why he was sought after by everyone! "

The old man on the side, his eyes flickering, murmured in a low voice.

"So that's it, Liu Er is lucky too!"

"In this period of time, he has made a lot of money!"

"That's right, it is said that he has adopted several adopted children!"

Hearing the old man's words, the people on the side also said one after another.

The city lord Ling Fengyang sat quietly in the hall, taking a sip of the God of War wine from time to time, with a faint smile on his face.

Since Wang Zhan became the Asura God of War, the empire has also rewarded him as the Lord of Qianwu City. His cultivation base has been promoted all the way, and now he has reached the realm of the Great Saint!

Among the big cities in the rear, his cultivation has already ranked first among many city lords, and all of this was brought about by Wang Zhan.

Even when he recalled it now, Ling Fengyang couldn't help sighing, who would have thought that that old man, who was more than two hundred years old, would cause such a storm after stepping into the battlefield?

"Liu Er, the wine he brews is really good!"

Ling Fengyang praised, and glanced at the noisy crowd, with a smile on his face.

He has been stationed in Qianwu City for decades, and every time he sees a group of old people alone, there has never been such a lively scene.

But now, because of Wang Zhan, these veterans are smiling every day, and they seem to have a tendency to live and work in peace and contentment.

very nice!

Respect the old man!

Ling Fengyang picked up his wine glass and saluted far away in the direction of the front line,

Then he took a gulp.

"Boom!"

Just when Ling Fengyang put the wine glass on the table, a drum sound resounded throughout Ganwu City. At first, everyone was a little disapproving, thinking they heard it wrong, but with another drum sound, the originally noisy The voice gradually quieted down.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

When the third drum sound came, the entire inn was silent, even the entire Qianwu City, and even the entire rear area was silent. Ling Fengyang stood up with his eyes narrowed, and the old people who were queuing up had their waists straight a lot.

The smile on Liu Er's face disappeared, and the hand on the abacus was also put down. The whole person stood up from the chair, straightened his waist, and looked solemn.

"Boom!"

"Boom...!"

A total of nine drums sounded throughout the entire rear area.

In the inn, the pupils of Ling Fengyang and others shrank slightly, and their expressions were unpredictable.

Nine drums beating, this is a big deal!

Immediately afterwards, the densely packed inn was emptied in an instant, and there was no one left. Even Liu Er turned around and went back to the room behind the inn!

Stepping into the room, Liu Er quietly looked at the broken armor hanging beside the bed and the ancient saber on the wall, stepped forward slowly, took off the ancient saber, and stroked it gently.

"Old man, after so many years, I mention you again, do you want to talk about it?"

A soft murmur came from Liu Er's mouth, causing the simple and simple sword to tremble slightly.

Liu Er smiled lightly, and then with a look of determination on his face, he looked at the broken armor suddenly!

After a long time, the door opened again. Liu Er, dressed in broken armor and holding a simple sword, stepped onto the street, followed the flow of people, and walked quietly towards Qianwu City Square.

The people around are all old men wearing broken armor and carrying simple swords. Every veteran has an extremely calm face, without any panic or flinching!

On the square of Qianwu City, teams of veterans gathered one after another, filling the entire square of Qianwu City in the blink of an eye. The city lord, Ling Fengyang, was also dressed in armor and held a sword in his hand. He stood on the square and watched quietly. watching this scene.

No one made a sound. The entire square seemed to be full of people, but it was silent, only the sound of the majestic breathing continued to echo.

"Jiang Sheng has an order, the Great Yan Empire, no matter men, women, old or young, all will fight with swords!"

"Da Yan, fight to the death!"

Ling Fengyang and the others didn't wait for long, and there was a powerful voice that exploded over the entire Qianwu City, and then, a golden illusory token suddenly appeared in the sky above Qianwu City!

"Ling Fengyang, the lord of Qianwu City, led the 98,362 veterans of Qianwu City to receive Jiang Shengling!"

Ling Fengyang looked up at the golden illusory token, shouted loudly, the voice resounded throughout the Qianwu City Square, after Ling Fengyang's words fell, the illusory token also disappeared!

Then, Ling Fengyang glanced at the veterans, raised his saber in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Da Yan, fight to the death!"

"Da Yan, fight to the death!"

Many veterans also held their sabers in their hands and shouted loudly, the momentum shook the entire Qianwu City. They were obviously a group of old men who were dying, but the momentum they shouted was not inferior to that of young people!