Feng Zheng was killed by Bai Liang like this.

Looking at Feng Zheng, who was deeply trapped in the pit and his spiritual power slowly dissipated, the monks of the Wu clan who were originally surrounded by rat traps but did not attack each other glanced at each other, and their faces were extremely blue and angry.

Bai Liang's kick not only killed Feng Zheng, but also trampled the faces of these people on the ground.

The white-armored man's actions in front of him were like a slap in the face on them, silently telling them that he had never taken them in his eyes all along.

And the most important thing is that as soon as Feng Zheng died, it means that all of them have violated the general's rebellion, even if the death penalty can be avoided in the end, it will be difficult to escape heavy punishment.

The injuries are still small, in case the one in the Chinese military tent "accidentally" abolished their realm cultivation, then they can only become "wild dogs" who wagging their tails and begging for mercy on the street.

And all these causes and effects are due to the white-armored man in front of him.

"Who are you?!" asked a thin man in a black robe who was eyeing Bai Liang as if he might burst out at any moment.

They could only guess now that the white-armored man who had rushed into the battle was most likely from the Lishan Great Wall, but they didn't know anything about him, and until now he didn't know who the name of this young man who looked like no one was looking.

Of course, Feng Zheng, who was lying on the ground, had guessed and been verified, but he was already dead.

"The Great Wall, Bai Liang. Bai Liang glanced at the person who opened his mouth to ask, and said coldly.

The name was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the expressions of the monks who accompanied the army were shocked.

Several of them are not unfamiliar with the name, on the contrary, they are very familiar.

No, it should be said that it is extremely familiar.

The name Bai Liang has been heard even by the people of the Wu clan who are not often in the border lands, let alone those who have stayed in the Hangu Military Town all year round.

This name was in the top three places on the list of young generals of the Lishan Great Wall given by the Chinese military account, and the first place was Tong Dongdong of the Dragon Elephant Battalion of the Red Armor Inlaid Dragon Army.

However, not long ago, there was a big change in the must-kill ranking on this roster.

Tong Dongdong, who had been at the top of the list for a long time, was replaced by a little-known Terran young man before this, so Bai Liang, who was originally in second, now sat in the third seat.

And the young man of the Terran race, who is at the top of the list, but seems to have disappeared from the world, is called Ji Ge.

"Bai Liang, you are Bai Liang, the commander of the white-robed Qi Division?!" A soldier with a fat body and eyes sunk into the flesh was barely visible, and after looking up and down, his voice was shrill and his voice was high.

Bai Liang glanced at him when he heard this, but did not answer.

Ji Ge, who had been paying attention to the movement from a distance, couldn't help but feel a little funny, they were frightened by Bai Liang's reputation?

Of course, Bai Liang didn't know what Ji Ge was thinking now, otherwise he would have to "take care" of the latter before he really started.

"Let's go together, he's not that Ji Ge, and if you shoot together, you can always take him down. One of the monks in the army, a scrawny old man with his back on his back, suggested.

He still heard a thing or two about why Ji Ge was able to get to the top of that roster.

It was comparable to the combat power against the sky and the amazing record, even if he was half a person who had already fallen into the ground, he was ashamed of himself.

Of course he is

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didn't know that Ji Ge, who made him ashamed, was actually lying on the ground dozens of feet away from him now.

"Really?" Bai Liang's eyes narrowed when he heard these words, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Three Heavenly Phase Realms, one half-step Creation Realm, and one Creation Realm.

It's a bit of a hassle, but it's nowhere near tricky.

Just as Bai Liang was about to make a preemptive move, his expression turned grim and he suddenly retreated backwards.

By the time the six monks who accompanied the army reacted, a middle-aged man wearing armor and a hairband and an extraordinary bearing appeared on the place where Bai Liang was standing.

Looking at his right hand that was empty, the Wu Clan General who appeared here out of thin air sighed lightly and said, "I do have some ability. ”

"Subordinates knock to see the general!" After seeing the man appear, the six monks who accompanied the army had a complicated and panicked look on their faces, and they knelt down and bowed one after another.

Qianmo Changfeng looked down at Feng Zheng, who was stuck on the ground, his face was gloomy as water, he raised his eyes to look at Bai Liang, who had retreated in front of Ji Ge and protected the latter behind him, and asked coldly: "Ji Qingyun is not worried about the white-haired person sending the black-haired person?"

As he spoke, he used mysterious means to gather the three souls and seven spirits that were about to be sealed and dissipated in this void.

After a few breaths, Bai Liang saw that there was a gray-brown mist in his hand, and a sealed face could be faintly seen in it.

Bai Liang sealed the gray-brown mist in the mustard seed he carried with him, and waited until after the battle to find a suitable body for him.

But even with his means, he can only gather Feng Zheng's two souls and six spirits, and those souls and souls have completely disappeared.

It wasn't until he did this that he refocused his gaze on Bai Liang's body and Ji Ge behind him.

Seeing the two of them, they sneered, and it was really a coincidence that there was no book in this world.

Because one of the two people in front of him is Ji Qingyun's biological son, and the other is his righteous son.

"You don't have to bother. Bai Liang didn't mean to retreat even from Shangqian Mo Changfeng, and said for tat.

"Since you are here, presumably that white-robed Qi Master is not far from here. Qianmo Changfeng asked in a cold voice.

Bai Liang lowered his arms and stared at Qianmo Changfeng's every move, and then he replied expressionlessly, "Guess." ”

"Presumptuous! disrespectful to the general!" said the fat monk who knelt on the ground.

It's just that the next moment, his fat body, which was originally kneeling on the ground, completely fell to the ground, showing a painful look on his face.

Qianmo Changfeng looked at the fat monk with cold eyes, and asked lightly, "Do you remember how I explained to you at the beginning?"

Before the fat man could speak, the broad body burst open under the heavy spiritual pressure of Qianmo's long wind.

The flesh foam mixed with blood splattered the people around him, but no one dared to move, and he always trembled and maintained a kneeling posture.

Before Lin Xing, Qianmo Changfeng told them that they could only die after Feng Zheng, and even if they died, they had to keep Feng Zheng safe, otherwise some consequences were not something they could bear.

"Get up. Qianmo Changfeng said calmly.

"Give you a chance to make meritorious deeds. Qianmo Changfeng pointed to Ji Ge behind Bai Liang and said, "Bring him to me." ”

"My subordinates obey!" replied respectfully as the people who had been granted amnesty.

Bai Liang took a step forward, "If you want to kill the minister, first step on my corpse."

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Past. ”

The corners of Qianmo Changfeng's mouth rose slightly when he heard this, "Do you really think that you will be invincible in the world when you embark on the spiritual martial dual cultivation road?" I think this sentence would have more weight if it were replaced by Ji Qingyun. ”

Immediately after that, his figure disappeared in place again, and with a burst of void shaking, he appeared in front of Bai Liang in an instant.

Qianmo Changfeng, who imprisoned the surrounding void and made Bai Liang unable to move, looked at the young man in front of him playfully, "It's actually very simple for me to kill you. ”

Immediately, his seemingly understated palm slapped out towards Bai Liang's heart.

"Old-timers. Bai Liang, who couldn't move, frowned slightly and shouted, "You can't still drink and watch a big show on the sidelines, right?"

Just as Qianmo Changfeng's palm was about to fall on Bai Liang's chest, a clear sword groan resounded throughout the valley from far and near.

A rainbow-like sword qi fell from the sky, like a waterfall-like sword qi, so that Qianmo Changfeng had to withdraw his right hand and take a step back.

Looking at the sword qi barrier that seemed to be like a substance between himself and Bai Liang, he frowned.

As far as he knew, there were many people who had learned the way of the sword in the entire Lishan Great Wall, after all, among the monks who had descended for thousands of years, the killing power of the sword cultivation was the highest, but there was only one person on the Great Wall who could have such a sword attainment, and he could think of only one person.

The one who even came from the Wu clan admired him in his heart.

But according to the secret letter from the Great Wall of Lishan, he should not have appeared here.

"I don't know if what I said has any weight?" A voice of vicissitudes sounded above the head of Qianmo Changfeng.

Hearing the sound, Qianmo Changfeng suddenly looked up, and what caught his eye was an old man wearing a shabby armor robe, holding a sword in one hand and a wine jug in the other.

"What kind of wind blew you here?" asked Qianmo Changfeng, whose eyes flashed with a glint of essence.

Even if Bai Liang appeared here, even if he knew that there might be a white-robed Qi Master behind Bai Liang, Qianmo Changfeng didn't take it to heart from beginning to end.

But in the face of the old man above his head, he didn't dare to relax at all.

Because what he was afraid of was not only the red-armored dragon army with the title of the Great Wall behind this old man, but also the realm cultivation of this old-timer himself who was not weaker than himself.

Ji Ge looked at the back in mid-air that he was actually the last person he wanted to face now, and his hands were a little difficult to prop up.

The matter of his self-abandonment realm was said in the past on his father's side, on his mother's side, and even on the side of General Wu Qi, he could explain the past, but only in front of this old man, he couldn't think of the slightest excuse to "prevaricate" the past.

Because he knew that this old-timer expected even more from himself than his father expected from him.

And a considerable part of this is because he accepted the inheritance of his ancestors and carried the thousand-year-old luck of the Xuanyuan lineage.

But now that his realm has been completely wasted and "lost" the inheritance of his ancestor Youxiong, how can he still have the face to face this old man who has spent thousands of years of time through wind and frost?

The boundless old-timer slowly fell down and stood in front of Bai Liang.

There is only a white cool between him and Ji Ge.

It's just that the next moment, he stood in front of Ji Ge, his right hand, which was full of wrinkles like withered bark, was raised high, and the palm that Ji Ge thought was going to fan his face lightly slapped on his shoulder.

Then, the old man's next sentence made Ji Ge, who had been suppressing his mood swings since he had to abandon the realm, his eyes turned red and he wanted to cry, "I have wronged you." ”

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