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

"you dare!"

Yang Jianlu finally showed some fear, his body flickered and blurred, and he wanted to fold the space to escape, but he was horrified to find that the space around him was indestructible.

This is completely under Wu Fengdeng's control!

"Why don't you dare."

Wu Fengdeng exerted force suddenly, and there was a sound of creaking of the cervical vertebrae. Yang Jianlu struggled and thrashed hard, but all efforts were in vain.

At this critical moment, Wu Fengdeng suddenly sensed a hint of danger. He saw four tall, dark shadows rising behind Yang Jianlu. They only had the outline of human bodies, but their faces could not be seen clearly.

But judging from this reminder, it must be the successive Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School!

As soon as these four residual souls appeared, Yang Jianlu's eyes became obviously different, with a hint of relief mixed in with his astonishment.

Call ~
A strong and dangerous aura attacked Wu Fengdeng, who immediately frowned and became a little hesitant.

"These four Taiyi residual souls are obviously trying to force me to let go of Yang Jianlu's body. If I let go, there won't be such a good opportunity next time."

"But if I don't let go, the power these four old guys have accumulated over the years cannot be ignored. Even if I were to fight them head-on now, I would at least be seriously injured, which would be even more costly."

Just when Wu Fengdeng was in a dilemma, a green light came rushing over, with several thick green vines stretching out in front of Wu Fengdeng.

This was not over yet. He was just about to remind Jiang Qiyu not to interfere, as even the slightest aftermath of a fight at this level could kill her, when he saw a large patch of bright red flames spreading from the vines.

The reflections of blue and red actually blocked the attacks of those residual souls.

"You will all be shattered to pieces!"

Then he saw Yang Jianwen rushing over with an angry look on his face. He stared at the four residual souls that caused him to kill his own flesh and blood, and suddenly pressed out a golden red fire lotus.

"Get away!"

Wu Fengdeng reacted instantly.

Yang Jianwen was trying to fight for her life, but blocking the attack for him just now was already an performance beyond her limit for someone at the Zhenwu realm, so how could she still have any fighting power?
He threw Yang Jianwen out immediately. Jiang Qiyu seemed to understand and quickly controlled the green vines to wrap around Yang Jianwen. The power of Fusang directly cut off the connection between the four residual souls and Yang Jianlu.

At this time, Yang Jianwen's body had begun to turn gray, and the golden red fire lotus was frozen in the air before it could explode. Four tall and cold residual souls surrounded him and raised their hands.

There is no doubt that the moment the hand fell, Yang Jianwen would die.

At this critical moment, Wu Fengdeng directly sent it out with the scarlet flash, and it did not begin to recover until it reached the scarlet area a hundred miles away.

At this time, Wu Fengdeng was already dealing with these residual souls. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, they still wanted to escape, but how could they escape from Wu Fengdeng's arrows? He shot each of them with a Dark Blood Arrow and nailed them in the air. Then flames rolled and burned with a shrill sound.

Soon, all of them were scared to death.

At this point, the gray that shrouded this world finally retreated, and the world after the war was already riddled with holes.

Wu Fengdeng was not in the mood to worry about these things. He came directly to Yang Jianlu, holding the bone arrow in his hand, and stared into his eyes: "Yang Jianlu, do you still want to become an immortal?"

Jiang Qiyu held on to the vine tightly and did not let go, even tightening it a little more, fearing that another accident would happen.

Yang Jianlu stared at Wu Fengdeng blankly, breathing with his mouth open. His eyes were obviously no longer as sharp and arrogant as before. He smiled bitterly and said, "Huh~ I am finally free. Wu Fengdeng, go ahead and kill me. I have no face to see my little sister again before she wakes up."

"Okay." Wu Fengdeng's face was as cold as ice. He took the bone arrow and stabbed it into his chest. Blood spurted out and it pierced directly into his back.

Yang Jianlu still groaned, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he was still smiling. However, his face suddenly changed, and he felt that the spiritual energy in his body disappeared like a tide, quickly disappearing without a trace.

"What are you..."

"I will spare your life because of the kindness of the Yang family master who guarded the border and resisted the Xiongnu. However, your cultivation will be destroyed and you will never be able to cultivate again. I have also implanted spiritual energy in your Dantian. If there is any sign of the spiritual elixir condensing, you will die immediately."

This is not because Wu Fengdeng is a saint, but because he knows how important Yang Jianlu is to Yang Jianwen. This brother has always been her spiritual support. If she dies in his hands this time, even if Yang Jianwen doesn't say anything, she will most likely not live well.

The most cruel thing is that hope is rekindled and then extinguished.

Since Yang Jianlu's previous actions were largely influenced by the successive Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School, he was not unforgivable. It would be enough to destroy his cultivation. A mortal man would no longer be able to do evil, and it would be the same as if he were dead.

"...Thank you." Yang Jianlu's hair was disheveled and he lowered his head to say thank you.

Wu Fengdeng looked back at Ying Zheng in the distance. The latter had woken up under the care of the doctor. His face was still pale, but as he looked at the world that had returned to normal, his eyes were filled with relief and peace of mind.

Rumble~
The dragon crawling on the ground dragged its huge body into the air, its scales sprinkled with colorful rays of light, beautiful as a dream, repairing this land that has been so brilliant.

The dragon's body expanded and lengthened again at this time, as majestic and huge as it was at the beginning. It crawled on the edge of the Shenzhou continent, climbed the Great Wall in the north, and lay on the coast in the south.

Although it has lost its solid flesh and blood feel, it has truly protected the entire China.

"So this is what Ying Zheng wanted."

Wu Fengdeng understood the significance of what he had done. The opportunity to become an immortal that everyone envied was used by him to unify China. From now on, China's fortune would only become more prosperous and passed down for thousands of generations...

One month later, the land of China had completely entered a new era of peace and tranquility, with peace and prosperity in the seas and rivers.

Wu Fengdeng finally got his wish and held his wedding with Jiang Qiyu. The whole country celebrated that day, and the guests came and went so many that they trampled the threshold of the Wu Mansion. It was a grand and magnificent occasion.

Although this place is bustling with activity, the top of Jianjia City is a little quiet.

Yang Jianwen held a gold-embossed invitation card and just looked quietly in the direction of Xianyang, with a slight smile on his lips, but some regret and complexity hidden in his eyes.

In an unnamed mountain village in Hangu Pass, a dishevelled, ragged man was sitting at the entrance of the village, enjoying the delicious wine and meat in front of him with relish.

Goose legs, roasted lamb, pork elbows, venison, a few jars of liquor, and a gold-embossed invitation, but there was no writing on it and it was thrown aside casually.

"Hahaha, good wine, good wine!"

He ate with his mouth full of oil, drank with great enjoyment, and laughed loudly towards the sky, as if thanking God for this heaven-sent gift.

In a pile of firewood not far away, Han Fei waved his bone jade folding fan, took a deep look at the rough man at the entrance of the village, smiled knowingly, and turned away into the void.

"Good wine, good wine!"

"It's a pity that no one drinks with me, except Feng Xueer!"

(End of book) (End of chapter)