Chapter 975: If You Become Rich, Don't Forget Me

The 200-jin Tiger Roaring Knife in Wu Yi's palm was just like a fire stick. When he swung it, the wind of the knife was rolling up, like a dragon playing in the water, turning the river and the sea upside down. Others only saw the cold light of the knife, but could not see where the knife was. If one was not careful, his head would fall to the ground.

Strictly speaking, the Tiger Roaring Knife is a heavy knife, which requires a large opening and closing, and one force can defeat ten skills. Wu Yi can use it in this way because he is extremely powerful.

However, these are minor issues. On the battlefield, a knife that kills people is a good knife. As for whether it is a light knife or a heavy knife, there is not much point in arguing.

"Hahaha! The boy is really the same as the rumors, with amazing arm strength. I will choose a fierce general for the court!" The marshal of the Northern Army stroked his beautiful long beard and laughed loudly, with a heroic style. At this moment, his general spirit was revealed.

"Marshal, you are too kind! I am not famous, how can I be favored by the marshal! I should hone my skills more on the battlefield." Wu Yi answered carefully.

Although the other party meant to promote him, it was just a verbal promise, not written down, and he didn't say how to arrange him. It was just an empty promise. He didn't need to show his loyalty so early.

Wu Yi's light refusal made the Northern Army Marshal look at Wu Yi with a new eye. Perhaps he had seen too many people who were like dog skin plasters. At this moment, Wu Yi, who did not actively rely on him, appeared in front of him, which made him feel refreshed.

"There is no need to call me Marshal, I have a surname," Wu Yi was about to refuse, but was interrupted by the sharp eyes of the Northern Army Marshal. It was hard to imagine that someone who looked so gentle and elegant could have such a sharp look.

Wu Yi had to agree and said: "I am Chen Yan, and I meet Marshal Zhang!"

The Zhang family is a large family in the northern part of the dynasty, with no less than one million people. In terms of origin, the Zhang family has already stood in the northern part of the dynasty before the establishment of the Daji Dynasty.

Of course, the Zhang family was not always prosperous, and it also had ups and downs. The Marshal of the Northern Army, Zhang Tianwen, should be the most outstanding son of the Zhang family in the past hundred years.

It was also under the leadership of Zhang Tianwen that many of the Zhang family's sons joined the army and had considerable influence in the army.

In short, the Zhang family built their family with martial arts and guarded their family with literature. Most of the sons of the family were both civil and military, and Zhang Tianwen was one of the best.

"In two days, the chiefs of the five tribes should be here. When the time comes, you will hold the Tiger Roaring Knife and stand behind me. Remember, don't weaken the prestige of my Heavenly Dynasty!"

Is this to take me as a personal soldier? Wu Yi thought in his heart, and naturally agreed to it. He couldn't refuse this matter.

"Okay, I've been observing the weapons for a long time today, and I'm a little tired. You can leave! Remember to practice the Tiger Roaring Knife more in the past two days!" Zhang Tianwen waved his hand and let Wu Yi leave. After giving Wu Yi the Tiger Roaring Knife, he didn't ask anything. Wu Yi's prepared set of rhetoric was actually useless.

Perhaps Zhang Tianwen also knew that even if he asked Wu Yi where the news came from, he might not be able to hear the real answer. In this case, why bother to ask the truth? As long as Wu Yi could be used by him, then the power controlled by Wu Yi could also be used by him.

After preparing the draft for a long time and considering it for a long time, not a single word was used. Wu Yi felt like he had punched cotton. Naturally, he couldn't say how good his mood was.

Back to his own base, the Tiger Roaring Blade could not be hidden from others, and Wu Yi didn't want to hide it. There was no need. After hearing that this was the weapon given to Wu Yi by Marshal Zhang, others looked at Wu Yi differently and said, "If you become rich, don't forget each other."

Wu Yi knew that they thought that they had joined Marshal Zhang's school and would be in a state of rapid success in the future, so they were trying to curry favor with him early.

Wu Yi naturally denied these views one by one, but the more he denied, the more others believed in their own views. Wu Yi was too lazy to care about this change. Anyway, he didn't say anything nonsense, but he was telling the truth.

Leaving the crowd, Wu Yi came to the tent alone, saying that he was going to take a nap and asked them not to bother him.

Wu Yi did not lie to them and really went to sleep, but not because he was sleepy, but to meet the spirit of the Tiger Roaring Knife in his dream. Because of the destiny of humanity, he could not use his magic power and could only use such a primitive method.

At this moment, he occupied Chen Yan's body. Although he was not a cultivator, it was easy for him to stay awake for several days. Correspondingly, wanting to sleep was also a matter of thought.

Holding the Tiger Roaring Knife and falling asleep, Wu Yi forced the spirit of the Tiger Roaring Knife into his dream.

The first scene Wu Yi saw after opening his eyes was the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. On the sea of ​​blood, there were countless creatures fighting. The sound of shouting and killing was earth-shaking, chaotic and noisy.

Every moment, countless heads fell to the ground, but the next moment, new creatures would emerge. Fighting is endless. It seems difficult to trace why they are killing and when they will end.

Bloody, cruel and tyrannical, this is Wu Yi's first impression of the scene in front of him. The Tiger Roaring Blade is indeed a fierce weapon, otherwise there would not be such a scene.

In his dream, Wu Yi is naturally the master. If he were a mortal, he would be confused in such a scene. Wu Yi's soul strength is still there, and such a scene is just a breeze and drizzle.

With a thought, the sea of ​​blood disappeared without a trace, and the shouts and sounds of weapons clashing also disappeared. The silence was terrifying, just like entering a jungle, full of dangers everywhere, and had to be tense.

Wu Yi snorted coldly. He actually wanted to hide. Did he look down on him like this? As the cold snort fell, time and space turned around and returned to the original state. All illusions disappeared, and a broken knife appeared in front of Wu Yi.

It was the Tiger Roaring Knife, but the Tiger Roaring Knife Wu Yi saw in Zhang Tianwen's tent before was intact. Why is it a broken knife here?

The blade was scarred, with gaps and dents and paint falling everywhere after collisions. It was ugly. This was the first thought after seeing this knife. However, no one would not be shaken by it. This is a big knife with a story.

Wu Yi slowly walked towards the Tiger Roaring Knife. If he guessed correctly, this was the original body of the Tiger Roaring Knife. As for what he saw before, it was actually the blade transformed by the knife monster with the help of the evil spirit, so it showed that it was not corroded for thousands of years and was as bright and clean as new.

It is not really incorruptible for thousands of years, but the knife monster has a long life, and the blade condenses endless evil spirits, so it can last forever.

As Wu Yi moved forward with the real Tiger Roaring Blade, images kept appearing in front of his eyes. These were scenes of General Hu Chi fighting in the past. It was a glorious scene. Killing a hundred soldiers among thousands of troops was not a problem at all.