Early the next morning, there was a huge commotion in the Combine base camp.

Wang Yongxin died in battle, outside the camp of Lifeng Valley, and his bones were gone.

This news shocked everyone in the coalition army, and it is said that Wang Yongxin had not yet died under siege.

He died at the hands of a woman dressed in white, and several survivors who escaped said it was the most terrifying female ghost they had ever seen.

Her horror is not in her looks, but in her strength, so powerful that it is terrifying and desperate.

Immediately after that, new news came.

In the early hours of yesterday morning, 20,000 Wind Shadow Army, under the leadership of Shadow King Lie Hongye, set out from Central China, crossed the Valley of the Mighty Wind, and came to the land of the capital, where they converged with the Twin Stars, forming a situation of entrapment against the United Army.

The Wind Shadow Army is different from the Zhongzhou Army, but its combat power is not weak at all.

This is also a force stationed in Central China, but the Wind Shadow Army is not a native force in Central China, but a force composed of people from several major regions led by Feng Qingshi.

Lie Hongye used to be a person from North China, and like Lan Lingyue, she was also a heroine in the middle of the female market, and now, she is also working for Feng Qingshi.

The combined army went from being barely on par with Feng Qingshi before, and overnight, it turned into a huge disadvantage.

For a while, people in the military array were panicked.

Some people have even begun to think of surrendering.

In Jiagu Pass, Feng Qingshi stood on the pass with his hands in his hands, raising his eyes to look at the land of the capital.

Lan Lingyue walked slowly, followed by Qin Lan, who was covered in bruises.

"Brother Feng, Qin Lan is back." Lan Lingyue said softly.

Feng Qingshi turned around slowly, and when he saw Qin Lan's appearance clearly at this moment, he already said in a deep voice: "You are seriously injured. ”

"I have killed Wang Yongxin according to what you said, and I want to see Sister Tong." Qin Lan let out a weak voice.

Feng Qingshi frowned slightly: "Li Tong is still in Central China, thousands of miles away from here, in my opinion, it is better for you to receive treatment first." ”

"You want to go back?" Qin Lan asked coldly.

"That's not it, to be honest, you're doing well, even better than I expected, I'm just thinking about your physical condition, you're very badly injured right now, and you have to be treated immediately."

"I don't need you to take care of my injuries, just fulfill your promise."

Feng Qingshi looked at Qin Lan carefully, then smiled slightly, and said, "Ling Yue, go prepare a car for our heroine and send her back to Central China." ”

"Brother Feng?"

"It's okay, just do as I say."

Seeing Lan Lingyue leaving, Qin Lan glanced at Feng Qingshi coldly again, and then slowly turned around, dragging heavy steps, ready to go down.

One step, two steps......

Gradually, Qin Lan's consciousness became more and more blurred, and with a plop, she fell forward, lying quietly on the ground, and fell into a coma.

And at this moment, Feng Qingshi was looking at the drop of blood, every step Qin Lan took, there would be a lot of blood left on the ground, that amount of blood, if it was left by many people, it might not be inconspicuous, but if it was a person, it was enough to describe it as terrifying.

The injuries on Qin Lan's body were far more serious than they looked from the outside.

And after Feng Qingshi hesitated a little just now, he agreed to let Qin Lan return to Central China, because he saw through Qin Lan's injuries and knew that Qin Lan's walk here was already the limit, and it would be difficult to take a few more steps.

Lan Lingyue turned back again, looking at Qin Lan lying on the ground, and the terrifying bloodstains, she was already anxiously shouting, "What are you doing in a daze?" Get a doctor. ”

In the cold wind pass, a spirited warrior stood guard, standing like statues, staring into the distance without moving.

In the Guannei, in an empty hall, Wang Shixin was wearing white short sleeves to practice kung fu, with bare feet and a spear in hand, standing in the center of the hall.

Around Wang Shixin's body, there were eighteen elite pikemen of the Wang family, all of whom were mid-level powerhouses of the Lan Yuan level.

They were armed with spears, and the spears were aimed at Wang Shixin, forming a circle, little by little, carefully moving their steps.

Wang Shixin's eyes flickered from side to side, and suddenly, he kicked at the tail of the spear on the ground, and the spear in his hand shook, and it was already stabbing towards a person on the right.

In an instant, everyone moved together, and the training hall immediately became lively.

The spear was played with in Wang Shixin's hands, and after a short time, with a burst of screams, eighteen Wang family spearmen threw out one after another.

The spear fell to the ground.

"One minute and fifty seconds, breaking the record again, the eldest young master's skills have improved again." A middle-aged man next to him pressed the stopwatch button and said excitedly.

Wang Shixin walked aside with a spear, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat on his face: "Is that the case?" Why do I feel like they're getting weaker? Hey, have you been lazy in your practice lately? ”

The eighteen sparring partners stood up in embarrassment and shouted together.

On the side, Zhao Yigang stood with his hands in his hands, quietly watching all this, and was even more amazed in his heart, Wang Yongxin's eldest son is indeed getting stronger and stronger.

"Tianlong, lend me your sword." Zhao Yigang said in a deep voice.

Zhao Tianlong, who was standing on the side, was slightly stunned, but he still pulled out the saber and handed it over.

Zhao Yi just took the long sword and walked slowly to the center of the training hall.

Seeing this scene, most people were stunned.

"Uncle Zhao?" Wang Shixin also looked at it suspiciously.

"Shi Xinxian's nephew, how about accompanying the old man for two tricks?" Zhao Yigang aimed his sword at Wang Shixin and said with a serious face.

Wang Shixin smiled awkwardly: "This, it's not very good." ”

After that, Wang Shixin lowered his head again and muttered in a low voice: "If I easily win Uncle Zhao here, won't it make him lose face?" Maybe I will be scolded by my father when I go back. ”

However, although Wang Shixin's voice was very small, Zhao Yigang still heard it clearly.

"It's not a small tone, I'll talk about it when you win." Although Zhao Yigang is over forty years old, his competitive spirit still exists.

Wang Shixin was slightly stunned, scratched his head with a wry smile: "Oops, I was heard." ”

In fact, Wang Shixin still respects Zhao Yigang very much, firstly, Zhao Yigang is an elder, and secondly, Zhao Yigang's demeanor as a general when guarding the Cold Wind Pass before also made Wang Shixin fascinated.

"Since Uncle Zhao has said so, the little nephew is rude." Wang Shixin said, slowly walked in front of Zhao Yigang, and raised his spear.

Zhao Yi just erected the long sword, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, the dark blue light was already filling the fingertips, and with a touch of the blade, the entire long sword suddenly doubled in size, in fact, the essence of the sword did not become larger, but because of the thick layer of blue yuan force wrapped around the periphery, it looked a lot bigger.

Zhao Yigang, that is also a famous swordsman in the capital.

Sou......

I saw Zhao Yigang's figure rushing forward in an instant, and the long sword in his hand swung out of the Dao Sword Shadow, slashing towards Wang Shixin's neck.

(End of chapter)