In the small town outside the north of Manchuan Guan, Xian Yu Wende sat in the only restaurant in the town.

There was a bowl of water and a plate of beans on the table in front of him, and he had been here almost every day for three or four days. Under Xiao Er's disdainful gaze, he calmly stroked a small box with his hand, and from time to time he picked up a bean and threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The streets again passed a group of patrolling soldiers, the ranks of the Seventh Legion.

"The battle is unfavorable, the loss of the division and the loss of the land, do you still have the face to patrol the people! Huangfu Lesheng and the others really should be killed!" Recalling the sage's instructions before leaving, Xian Yu Wende's eyes suddenly became fierce. I came here to kill the scum Zhou Yi, but unfortunately, Zhou Yi actually went south with the eldest prince. However, with Gong Hao and Zheng Taihong here, they must have their own arrangements, so they can remove Huangfu Lesheng and others.

took a sip of water, and then his eyes suddenly froze, and Huangfu Lesheng appeared. The Seventh Legion was stationed outside this town for training, and Huangfu Lesheng was temporarily acting as the commander of the Seventh Legion, how could he not come here to inspect it? Sure enough, he appeared today. In the fierce gaze, Xian Yu Wende got up and stepped out, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Xiao Er was wiping the table next to him, but when he turned around, he suddenly found that the person was gone, and the poor sour man who had a bowl of water and a plate of beans every day was gone. There are three copper coins on the table, which are bean money. Although he was puzzled, he was just a small person, and what he was most concerned about was to quickly run over and accept the copper coin.

In the narrow street outside the shop, Huangfu Le Sheng was riding on a war horse, listening to Yan Junxia's report on the progress of the reorganization of the Seventh Legion. He was very dissatisfied with the speed of rectification, and was about to reprimand Yan Junxia and supervise him. But suddenly a chill surged in his heart, a murderous aura locked him, and a master ambushed!

There was no time to tell Yan Junxia and the others, Huangfu Lesheng whipped on the horse's buttocks, and galloped towards the front of the town. The strength of this master is very strong, and it is not something that he and others can match. And it can be determined that the target of the person who came is himself, as long as he escapes from here, this person will definitely follow, and he will not make a move on Yan Junxia and the others.

Then, under the surprised gaze of Yan Junxia and others, the emperor drove his horse and galloped wildly, and quickly disappeared in front of him.

"The reaction is indeed keen, and you deserve to be the number one master of martial arts! But in front of this seat, you are still too tender!" As soon as he drove his horse out of town, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back. At the same time, a fluttering word sounded in his ears, which scared him into a dead soul.

"Who is the Honorable Driver? Why don't you show up and see it!" With a bang, he pulled out his war knife, and Huangfu Lesheng sat on the war horse in a circle, looked around, and shouted loudly, he could let him pull out the war knife first, you can imagine how cautious the sudden appearance of the sentence just now made him!

Not far ahead, a middle-aged man dressed in a pale cyan scribe's robe appeared, walking towards him with small steps, seemingly walking very slowly but in fact surprisingly fast. It's just a few steps to come to the front of him, and the emperor's eyes are staring at the face of the comer, and it is very rare to be Wende.

"Xian Yu Great Grandmaster!Is it you?" Huangfu Le Sheng really felt a chill from the bottom of his heart this time, the person who came was actually a great grandmaster-level master of the Military Academy, and it seemed that today's things were difficult to be good. However, he was not worried about his situation, but was quite worried about Zhou Yi and others in the Southern Expedition. The military academy actually sent such a master, there is no reason to just deal with itself.

Xian Yu Wende didn't respond to his words, but just spoke the truth, opened the small box one by one with his big hand, and waved it towards him. The golden manuscript floated in mid-air, and a pale golden holy power giant palm appeared out of thin air from the manuscript, pressing towards the Huangfu Le Sheng, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't react before he was knocked off the horse with a palm, and the war horse under the seat screamed and fell to the ground softly and died on the spot.

The difference between the saint monks and the martial artists is not large, and each has its own merits. Because of the martial arts cultivation method, martial artists are often unable to break through to the high level. Even the martial artists of the Foundation Building Realm are very few, let alone the martial artists of the Great Dao Period. Therefore, when encountering a high-level Holy Dao monk, it was a completely one-sided battle situation.

"Holy Chapter!?" After a closer inspection, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Huangfu Lesheng's mouth, and he was seriously injured with just one blow. The power of the Holy Seal is too amazing, every blow is equivalent to a sage attack, he is just a foundation builder, how can he be an enemy!

"Zhuji?!hehe, but that's it!" Xian Yu Wende walked over slowly, a sneer of disdain on his lips.

"Poof!" finally couldn't suppress the injury, Huangfu Lesheng spit out a mouthful of blood, then coughed a few times, looked at him desperately and said: "Killing a heavy general in the army without authorization, is the military academy already lawless!"

"Hey!" Xian Yu Wende shook his head and said: "A general who has lost his master and lost his land, what face do you have to pretend to be a heavy general! You, the number one master of martial arts, are really too arrogant, it seems that you have been faint after many years of stealing high positions. According to this seat, the entire imperial martial arts should be banned, so as not to mislead the children of the people and the major affairs of the military state!"

"Hmph, if you have the ability, you can go and destroy the Imperial Martial Dao, and see what the background of those martial arts sects is!" Although Huangfu Lesheng knew that his life was short, he still scoffed at his words.

"It's just that there are still some old immortals who are still lingering, and they deserve to be a big deal! You don't have to worry about the aftermath anymore, go with peace of mind!" A pale golden light suddenly appeared on Xian Yu Wende's left hand, and he suddenly rushed towards Huangfu Le Sheng.

The light group entered the body, Huangfu Lesheng's eyes closed without saying a word, it seemed that the severe pain in his body had gone away, and he only had worries about Zhou Yi and Zhao Mu in his heart, as well as his attachment to his family. This is the dignity of a warrior, and you must not bow your head in front of the enemy!

seemed to know the ending of Huangfu Lesheng, Xian Yu Wende turned around and left, without even looking at it. He also had to dispose of the commanders of the two legions at all levels, these people were all descendants of Huangfu Lesheng, and they must be eliminated.

If you cut the weed, you must eradicate it!

rode horses all the way to chase after him, but what happened here was just a flash of lightning and fire. When Yan Junxia and the others arrived, there were only one person and one horse lying on the ground on the empty business road. Yan Junxia looked at the familiar face with blood, silent, and fainted directly in front of him.

Suppressing the horror in their hearts, everyone hurriedly carried him back, and the body of Huangfu Lesheng was immediately transported back to the barracks.

But it's far from over!

Within a day, before the bad news could reach Manchuan Pass, what happened next completely crushed the Ninth Legion. After Yan Junxia was carried back to the military tent, in less than a quarter of an hour, his subordinates found him and four of his own soldiers dead in the tent!

The body of Peng Yue, the commander of the 93rd Division, was found in the hidden soldier cave near the city gate!

Chief of Staff Lecheng died at his residence!

The commander of the pro-guard battalion made Liu Yu die in the corps headquarters!

Several temporary division commanders of the 7th Army died in their respective military tents!

The officers above the commander of the flag of the two major legions have died everywhere!

Except for Lei Kai, the commander of the samurai battalion who accompanied Zhou Yi to the south, only the commander of the 94th Division, Wu Yangping, was left without a trace and disappeared on the day of the incident.

Hundreds of officers at or above the middle level who were promoted by Huangfu Lesheng were not spared! They were slaughtered!

The cause of death of all of them was the same, there was no damage on the outside, but the internal organs were shattered. The two major legions suddenly panicked, and if it weren't for the strong control of the junior officers below, they would have mutinied at that time.

After receiving the emergency, Marshal Wen Jia came to the place where Huangfu Lesheng and others were mortuary to carefully investigate. His complexion was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and unpredictable. Then, ignoring the two major legions present looking at his officers, he silently turned around and left. Leaving a crowd stunned and overwhelmed!

Somewhere not far away, Xian Yu Wende stared at the qiē here.

"This Wen Jia is quite interesting!" thought to himself, but the spiritual touch was constantly sweeping the whole city.

"Wu Yangping is alert, but also too slippery, as soon as he found the wind and grass, he immediately ran away. It seems that this seat has to go south, which is really hateful!" He muttered in fragments after finding nothing, and then his figure left from here.

Nanguan, Wenjia Army Headquarters.

"Marshal, why don't you say anything! Did you find something?" After Wen Jia returned to the Nanguan Army Headquarters, the chief of staff handed over the teacup and asked suspiciously.

Wen Jia raised his head and stared at the other party, then lowered his eyebrows, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke: "It's the handiwork of the Great Grandmaster of the Holy Dao! Huangfu Le Sheng and the others all died from the internal invasion of the Holy Force, and the Holy Dao Master condensed the Holy Power into a ball and pressed it into the body of the deceased, destroying the internal organs from the inside. This kind of means is impossible for even a scholar, presumably it is the great master who takes action. ”

"Ah, why is this? Huangfu Le Sheng and the others are also imperial generals, and they have heavy troops in their hands, how can they be killed so lightly!" muttered the chief of staff, who was stunned by this inference.

Wen Jia stood up and showed a lonely smile, and said miserably: "Hehe, in their eyes, not to mention the martial arts of Huangfu Lesheng and others, even a saint Dao scholar like Ben Shuai is an ant. If Ben Shuai showed his mouth just now, maybe it would be a dead corpse, and you would also be killed by Ben Shuai.

He thought that Ben Shuai hadn't discovered him, hehe, in fact, Ben Shuai had already known that he hadn't left yet!

The chief of staff was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak, this kind of high-level battle was really beyond his reach. But when he thought of something in an instant, his face turned even paler, and he said after a while: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince?!"

Wen Jia seemed to be reminded, his face turned pale, and he immediately shouted in an angry low voice: "Damn! They even count the commander! The military academy wants to put the eldest prince to death, and if the eldest prince makes a mistake, the commander will be implicated! The imperial court will not dare to act rashly because of the prestige of the military academy in the army. Huangfu Lesheng is dead, and Ben Shuai has become the only person who carries the black cauldron!"

"Marshal, the Academy of Literature is the head of the Holy Academy, will you still be afraid of the Academy of Arms?"

Squinting at him, Wen Jia said: "The strength of the Academy of Literature lies in the battle of the Holy Dao, but the secular power is somewhat relaxed, and because of the military power of the Academy of War, I am afraid that it will also make the commander resign." ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a slight realization, his eyes lit up when he raised his head, and he turned to the chief of staff and said, "Immediately report the killing of hundreds of generals under Huangfu Lesheng to the imperial court." Ben Shuai repaired a book, and you immediately went to Luojing to meet Meng Zhangyuan. After saying that, he immediately walked to the bookcase and leaned over to write, and in a short time he finished writing the letter, picked it up and examined it carefully, put it in a bag, sealed it with fire paint, and covered it with a seal before handing it to the chief of staff.

When the chief of staff left, Wen Jia sat back in his seat, his breath faded, and his whole body softened. Looking out the window, he said to himself viciously: "If you are unkind, don't blame Ben Shuai for being unjust!"

At the same time, the Eight Banners Legion and the Guards Legion, who knew nothing about what happened here, were still resting in Wanghai City.

Zhou Yi accompanied Zhao Mu to inspect the captured elven fleet. Looking at the tall Yanyang-class battleship in front of him, Rao was a steel giant ship and a 10,000-ton oil tanker that he had seen in later generations, and he had to admire the elves' achievements in skills.

"Brother Zhou! How to deal with these warships, we don't have sailors, so we can't leave them to the elves! Just scuttle!" He already knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time, and he was a little reluctant to keep these giant ships, but he still knew that he couldn't support the enemy.

Zhou Yi, who was a little regretful, came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, and said decisively: "You can't chisel it, once the elves are salvaged and repaired a little, they can participate in the battle again!

"Well, that's it!" Zhao Mu saw that he had already decided, and immediately arranged for his subordinates to pile up the things that started the fire.

Standing on the dock, a raging fire broke out on the sea, and dozens of warships left behind by the elves burned on the sea. In the firelight, there was a sudden throbbing in his heart, and a sense of foreboding suddenly came to his heart, which made Zhou Yi shocked!