The aroma filled the air. Lu Ye looked down at the few people and reiterated lightly: "Assemble!"

Several people looked at each other, and the oil-painting monk sneered: "Who are you?"

Lu Ye said: "I have been ordered by the guard to take over this camp from now on. Please obey my orders!"

"Oh..." the monk drawled a long voice, "It turns out it's the new commander, I'm disrespectful. Would you like to sit down and have a drink together, commander?"

"I said gather!" Lu Ye stared at him.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. We will drink this pot of wine and eat this meat before we go over. If you can't wait, you can ask others to gather first."

Lu Ye took a step forward, raised his foot and kicked the beast's flesh away, and then kicked the wine pot over. "Boy, you're looking for death!" The monk who just spoke was caught off guard and was pounced on by Xing Xingzi. In an instant, he became disgraced and furious. He drew out the long sword from his waist and charged towards Lu Ye, shouting: "We will follow you." When the guard was killing the enemy, you didn't know where to play in the mud, but you were so young that you dared to use chicken feathers as arrows!"

Lu Ye raised his hand and hit it with a hammer.

The monk suddenly screamed and retreated as fast as he rushed.

Everyone around them exclaimed. Everyone knows how strong that monk is. With his own nine-path strength, supplemented by the Taoist weapon in his hand, he can exert the twelve-path strength. He is considered the strongest among the monks in this camp, but they don't want to connect with this new leader. Can't even take a hammer.

"High-grade Taoist weapon!" The monk looked at the short hammer in Lu Ye's hand with a surprised and uncertain expression. Although he knew that being transferred by the guard to be the leader must be extraordinary, the fact that he even had a high-grade Taoist weapon was a bit too much.

"Relying on the power of Taoist tools is nothing. If you have the guts, you don't need Taoist tools!" The man shouted sharply and threw away the sword in his hand.

Lu Ye shook his neck and revealed a sinister smile: "As you wish!" He also threw the short hammer aside.

The next moment, the opponent swept forward and attacked him. Lu Ye reached forward and grabbed one of his arms in a flash.

This man was also extremely ferocious. He sensed something was wrong and punched him. Lu Ye blocked it with his arms, bent his knees and hit the opponent's other hand.

In the electric light and flint, the two figures collided endlessly, and they exchanged blows with each other several times.

There was a bang, and Lu Ye remained motionless, but the monk staggered back, his face flushed, and after holding it in for a long time, he raised his hand and said, "I've been taught!"

Jiu Dao versus Jiu Dao, he was still no match. What he lacked was not the control of Dao power, but the difference in power and speed.

There was a roar, and the monks around him, one by one, no matter what they were doing before, stood up and quickly lined up.

Lu Ye reached out and grabbed the short hammer in his hand, then stepped to the front of the queue.

Scanning his eyes, he saw that the number of monks in this battalion was not too large or too small. Counting himself, there were exactly one hundred.

"My name is Lu Ye, and from now on, I will be the commander of this battalion!"

"Lu Ye?" The monk who had fought with Lu Ye earlier had an unconvinced expression on his face, but after hearing these words, he was startled, "Dare I ask about Lu Ye who was rumored to be able to enter the Dao and kill the Rong Dao a few days ago?" ��

"It's me!" Lu Ye nodded. JrNovels.com