A ton of strength at the beginning, I will travel the world in the Red Mansion

First, Jia Hu doesn't think he needs to be taught.

In the end, I will definitely have to go far to fight. As Emperor Wu Yun said that there will be no battles, that is impossible.

This time is not as short as Emperor Wu Yun thought. Don't know how many years it will take to conquer the whole world with just your feet.

Therefore, being a civil servant will never be possible in this life.

But Jia Hu remembered that Cheng Shaoshang was also teaching Cheng Shaoshang to learn.

I don't know if I can meet you.

"By the way, Jia Mangfu, your Fangtian painted halberd~"

Just as Emperor Wu Yun was about to ask Jia Hu to change his name, Jia Hu interrupted:

"Your Majesty, it's 'Jia Huji'."

Emperor Wu Yun twitched his eyes.

"Jia Mangfu, I tell you, this Fangtian painted halberd will be called the 'Heavenly Halberd' in the future, and it will be a weapon for me to kill alien races. I won't allow you to mess around."

"I will decree later that this Fangtian painted halberd will be called the 'Heavenly Halberd', and it will be the country-defending weapon of my great Han Dynasty."

Emperor Wu Yun said to Jia Hu solemnly.

The predecessor of this Fangtian painted halberd, the ten 'Tiantian Hammer', belonged to the national treasure of the Han Dynasty.

Now that he has been recast by himself, Emperor Wu Yun still thinks that he burns incense to comfort his ancestors, lest a hundred years later, he will not be able to ask Taizu to explain.

Jia Hu nodded regretfully when he heard Emperor Wu Yun's solemn words.

Jia Hu was also aware of this Fangtian painted halberd, and the current 'Heavenly Halberd' was recast by the Zhentian Hammer.

Now it has been given the title of 'Heavenly Halberd' by Emperor Wuyun's decree, which does not disgrace the prestige of the Sky-Suppressing Hammer.

"Okay, treat the 'Heavenly Halberd' well in the future, and use it to kill all the alien races at the border."

Emperor Wu Yun looked at Jia Hu seriously and looked at Fang Tian's painting of the halberd, thinking that his words had stimulated Jia Hu, so he comforted him.

"Jia Mangfu, don't you want to practice for me? Go!"

Seeing that Jia Hu hadn't spoken, Emperor Wu Yun changed the subject and spoke to Jia Hu.

"Ok!"

Jia Hu really missed Zhentian Hammer just now, and Zhentian Hammer has been with him for some time. He was not excited a few days ago and directly smelted it.

Now that this matter was brought up again by Emperor Wu Yun, Jia Hu suddenly felt a little sorry for Zhen Tianhammer.

But thinking that Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was recast from the Tianzhen Hammer, Jia Hu squeezed the handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd a little harder.

Then Jia Hu walked to the center of the open space and practiced.

Ten thousand methods are inseparable from the sect, not to mention that Fang Tian's painted halberd, like the Tiantian Hammer, is a heavy weapon with a long handle.

According to the hammer method in his mind, Jia Hu practiced with Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Emperor Wu Yun and Xia Bingzhong took a few steps back, the sound of Jia Hu's dancing halberd was too loud.

It's too close, it's unbearable.

Jia Hu practiced repeatedly in the open space, and the roar of tigers all around became louder and louder.

Many leaves from the surrounding trees were scraped and fell to the ground.

Following Jia Hu's dancing halberd wind, a small tornado gradually formed.

As Jia Hu practiced, he felt more and more guilty about Zhentian Hammer.

"what!!!!"

Jia Hu shouted loudly, and the sound came from outside the palace.

The imperial guards outside the palace rushed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation when they heard the loud sound.

With the guilt of holding the Sky Hammer, Jia Hu waved the Fangtian Painting Halberd, gradually increasing his strength.

Jia Hu doesn't even know where the limit of his current strength is.

In the following years, Jia Hu became more and more confident as his body changed day by day.

In this big man in the Red Chamber, no one can surpass Jia Hu in terms of strength.

Even if a highly skilled martial artist challenges Jia Hu, Jia Hu can still crush the opponent with this strength and speed.

The surrounding air flows with Jia Hu, and the tornado around Jia Hu is getting bigger and bigger.

Emperor Wu Yun and Xia Bingzhong had no choice but to retreat to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The guards around also rushed in at this time.

Looking at Jia Hu who seemed to be in a state of madness in front of him, he wanted to step forward to stop Jia Hu.

But he couldn't get even half a step closer to Jia Hu, and the halberd wind stations danced by Jia Hu almost couldn't stand still.

"Get out!"

Emperor Wu Yun saw the movements of the guards in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and shouted at the guards.

Now Jia Hu can't get close at all, and these guards have lost their lives in vain from the looks of it.

The little commander of the imperial guards breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Emperor Wu Yun's shout.

As long as Emperor Wu Yun is fine.

Xia Bingzhong looked at Jia Hu with some worry, carefully supported Emperor Wu Yun, and whispered beside Emperor Wu Yun:

"Your Majesty, is the champion all right?"

Emperor Wu Yun turned his head and glanced at Xia Bingzhong lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and said in a chatty voice:

"It's okay, don't worry, this Jia seems to have been stimulated a little bit, which aroused his bloodiness at the border."

"Just let it out and you'll be fine."

Emperor Wu Yun said sharply.

That's right, Jia Hu is in this state now, similar to the aftermath of modern wars.

That is to say, Jia Hu's current state will not be revealed at ordinary times.

Jia Hu killed an unknown number of Tartars at the border, only to be stimulated by Emperor Wu Yun's words.

Coupled with Jia Hu's guilt towards Zhentian Hammer, he moved towards the day of killing the enemy with Zhentian Hammer.

It is equivalent to Jia Hu experiencing the previous battlefield again.

Repeatedly recalling the scene of Jia Hu killing the enemy with the hammer in his hand, Jia Hu's eyes were blood red.

Holding Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, he waved it vigorously, more and more forcefully, more and more forcefully!

"kill!"

Following Jia Hu's roar, the entire voice was amplified infinitely in Jia Hu's mouth.

The bloody aura on Jia Hu's body was getting heavier and heavier, in the open space outside the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Confused by Jia Hu's soaring murderous aura.

The imperial guards in the corner turned pale with fright at Jia Hu's murderous aura.

Emperor Wu Yun and Xia Bingzhong were no better.

It was only then that Emperor Wu Yun understood how difficult it was to kill those soldiers at the border.

What was not eaten and sent to Emperor Wu Yun's imperial table was just a series of numbers of death, and Emperor Wu Yun was just a little sad.

Now experiencing Jia Hu's murderous aura, it was as if he was actually there.

Jia Hu's murderous aura and bloody breath seemed to be able to stay people until those days when Jia Hu killed the enemy at Yanmen Pass.

Such a scene emerged in the minds of Emperor Wu Yun and the guards around him.

Jia Hu led hundreds of soldiers from the Huben camp to guard the Yanmen Pass desperately.

He was brave enough to face the tens of thousands of Tatar soldiers.

I also saw Jia Hu's soaring arrogance, facing tens of thousands of Tatar soldiers, facing the battle without changing his expression.

The scene of the first charge.

"As expected of 'Jia God of War'!"

"My champion."

Emperor Wu Yun muttered to himself, tears dripping down his cheeks to the ground at some point.

Emperor Wu Yun wiped his face carelessly with the cuff of his dragon robe.

Xia Bingzhong on the side was even more so.

Jia Hu in the middle of the clearing gradually came to an end.

"what!!!!!!"

Shouting to Jia Hu, Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was like a sky-suppressing hammer, and Jia Hu slammed it to the ground hard.

The stone slab outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation was suddenly smashed into a big hole, and gravel splashed all around.

The blood redness in Jia Hu's eyes also gradually receded, gradually regaining clarity.

"Hehe, this Jia Mangfu."

Emperor Wu Yun smiled and scolded with tears in his eyes.

Even Emperor Wu Yun, who had different martial arts skills, knew that the way of hitting the ground was obviously not the correct way for Fang Tian to draw a halberd.

But Emperor Wu Yun didn't care. In Emperor Wu Yun's eyes, Jia Hu was the champion who helped him conquer the world and kill all the alien races, Jia Zhanshen! ! !

"Jia God of War!"

"Jia God of War!"

"Jia God of War!"

The guards around watched Jia Hu finish, and shouted loudly.

That's it, although Jia Hu hasn't been to the Imperial Guard for a day.