From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 163: Red Lotus Shows Its Might, Black Dragon's Fury (Please Subscribe~)

Wu Fengdeng instantly realized his intention, and immediately performed the Blood Burst Technique. The power of his Qi and blood rose directly to the peak, and then he suddenly raised the ninth-grade gilded bow.

【Blood Arrow】

A bright red arrow quickly took shape, and a flame suddenly ignited on the tip of the arrow, bright, enchanting and dangerous.

At the same time, facing the surging pink mist, Wang Ben in the sky wanted to rush in forcefully, but his intuition told him that the pink mist was too strange and dangerous, and he had also experienced it in the battle just now, it would be extremely troublesome to be touched by it.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed, feeling helpless.

Since the Wei-Yu War, Wang Ben and others have received a death order from Ying Zheng that if the Yin-Yang School gods dare to join the war, they must be killed!
He managed to escape last time, and I thought I could capture him in one fell swoop this time. However, I didn't expect that as soon as I showed a little advantage, He Bo easily broke free from his restraints and fled.

This is definitely the most fearful of death hidden Qi realm that Wang Ben has ever seen!
But he was helpless in the face of this powder mist. If he rushed in to hunt him, it would be equivalent to entering his territory, where he would be restricted everywhere and the outcome would be uncertain.

But if I don't go in, won't I have to let him get away again?

Faced with this dilemma, Wang Ben suddenly shuddered for no reason. This was an instinctive palpitation from his body and soul.

Danger? !
He looked back in surprise, only to see a flash of scarlet light passing by quickly, with a small red flame as thick as a finger burning on it.

Although it was only a slight one, it still made Wang Ben feel extreme instinctive fear.

"This is... the Red Lotus Karma Fire!"

In horror, the Dark Blood Arrow penetrated into the pink mist.

A moment.

"what--!"

Then he heard a shrill scream from He Bo, and Wang Ben instantly locked onto the source of the sound.

"it is good!"

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and five golden sword energies shot out rapidly. Each one was sharp and fierce, and blood burst out in an instant.

Under the pink mist, a figure fell straight down. It was He Bo!

At this time, his whole body was covered in blood, and even one of his arms was missing. Especially the blood arrow stuck in his chest. Although there was no wound, it made him feel heartbroken, not to mention the red lotus fire wrapped around his body.

It can be said that he is covered with bruises!

"die!"

Wang Ben was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He immediately flew over and slashed with three swords in succession. Suddenly, golden light became brighter!

A moment later, a smooth, fleshy head fell to the ground with a thud. Its eyes were wide open, its mouth was wide enough to fit a fist-sized stone, and its face was full of resentment.

Seeing this, Wu Fengdeng was completely relieved.

Facing this person from the Yin-Yang School, he had to kill him even if it meant exhausting his energy and blood to prevent future troubles. He then took a few pills he had prepared in advance, barely allowing himself to move.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire, you really know how to give people surprises." At this time, Wang Ben came down carrying the headless corpse of He Bo, and couldn't help but admire Wu Fengdeng when he looked at him.

Normally, in the later stage of Tuo Dan, one will go through the stage of tempering Qi and blood and transforming them into spiritual energy. It is normal to have spiritual energy at this time.

But it was truly shocking that Wu Fengdeng, who was only in the middle stage, could actually cultivate the top-level spiritual energy, the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

Although he could now feel that his energy and blood were exhausted and he was running out of energy, and it was obvious that he had paid a huge price, Wang Ben still sighed in amazement.

Wu Fengdeng smiled bitterly and said, "It's just reluctant. I learned a little from this trip to Zhao Changcheng."

"Okay, I will look forward to the day when you advance to the Qi Conservation Realm, hahaha!"

Wang Ben was in a very good mood at this time.

After all, he killed He Bo and performed a great deed, and his subordinates are so outstanding and excellent that their future achievements will not be lower than mine, and I will be able to benefit from it then.

Then he threw down the corpse of He Bo and rummaged through it, trying to find something valuable, but after turning the clothes upside down, he only found a few women's bellybands and unknown elixirs, as well as a bamboo leaf.

"Why does this guy carry a leaf with him?"

Wang Ben picked up the bamboo leaf with red beads and looked at it for a while, but still could not see any clues.

"Xiang Fei Bamboo!"

Wu Fengdeng recognized the bamboo leaf instantly. Wang Ben looked a little suspicious: "Is it related to Xiang Jun?"

"Well, this is also the method used by the Yin-Yang family to transmit information."

He had learned from Jiang Qiyu before that these strange bloody bamboo leaves were exactly the Xiangfei bamboo in the mythology of Chu, also known as the weeping blood bamboo.

In the Yin-Yang School, it is a means specially created by Xiang Jun to transmit information.

Wu Fengdeng asked the soldier next to him to take the torch, and after shining it for a while, a few characters appeared on it.

[Shao Siming will soon complete his mission, which will take ten days. You must delay the Qin army at all costs and prevent them from invading Handan.]

"Young Master..."

Wu Fengdeng frowned slightly.

He had previously learned from Zhao Xunle that Shao Siming was in Handan, but she didn't know exactly where he was or in what capacity.

Now the order from Lord Xiang further proves that the Yin-Yang family is plotting something, most likely the blood jade passed down from generation to generation.

That jade originated from the State of Jin, and even after being divided into three parts it was still second only to the blood jade of the State of Qin!
But what is the purpose of this delay?
"Ten days, the Yin Yang family needs ten days, it will definitely not go as they wish!"

Wang Ben was straightforward. After browsing through it, his face became serious. He stood up and said, "Although I don't know the specific actions of the Yin-Yang family, but they need ten days, which means they will be successful in ten days."

"So this battle must end before then!"

He then said in a more solemn voice: "Wu Fengdeng, after occupying Daicheng, you will lead the army south and wait for orders after arriving at the designated location."

"I'll go to the central army camp and report the situation."

"Here!"

Wu Fengdeng nodded in agreement.

He knew very well that the Yin-Yang School had been involved in the entire war between Qin and Zhao, secretly planning and about to succeed, so now the main goal of the Qin army was no longer to capture Handan and destroy Zhao, but to stop the Yin-Yang School before they did.

Although they are just a sect in front of the Qin army, they should not be underestimated at critical moments.

After Wang Ben left, Wu Fengdeng led his troops to clear out the remaining Zhao troops in Daicheng, and left Zhang Shiqi to garrison. He and Guo Huan led the troops south at dawn.

……

On the plain south of Taihang Mountain, the ruts and footprints left by the main force of the Qin army had not yet been completely wiped out, and another team of 3,000 ferocious black-armored cavalrymen galloped past.

They were covered in armor, even their faces were covered with steel masks, exuding a frighteningly cold and murderous aura. In the middle was a black-gold dragon chariot.

Among them, Ying Zheng was already wearing black dragon armor, with his long hair tied behind his head, quietly looking at the vast world that was constantly receding outside the window.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, yet contained some complex meaning, an expression that even Han Fei rarely saw.

"Revisiting the old place, how sad I am." He unfolded his white jade folding fan and sighed slightly.

Ying Zheng pointed his finger at the long sword under his palm and said calmly: "Fei, I want to kill people this time, many, many people, you can't stop me."

　I apologize to all the guests again and bow to Ning.

　　There's no way I can only write 4,000 today. I went on a long trip a few days ago and used up all my saved manuscripts. I also have a fever. After I finish writing this chapter, I have to have a good sleep. I hope I can feel better when I wake up.

　　Tomorrow it will still be eight thousand!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)