The unlucky eagle just looked up and was about to curse, but was shocked to find that the young man was following about a hundred people. He was uniformly dressed in hand and held standard weapons and rushed into the camp of more than 60 people on his own.

Ying Gang's mind turned sharply, and through the cold and cold light of the weapon, he saw a vague word "punishment" on the weapon. He was immediately struck by lightning. He knew that the situation was hopeless. The surprise weapon in the village who had been ambushed for more than three months was in danger.

In addition to the famous Huangtou Lang Army, Beihuang County also has a special army with only a thousand people walking in the dark. They do not participate in frontal battles, and often do some tasks of beheading behind enemy lines or assassinating enemy generals in chaos.

This military force, which cannot be called military force, is in the hands of Su Yun, the governor of Beihuang County, and is called punishment. There is only one type of punishment, which is to kill, and only those who should be killed.

The punishment and the Huangtou Lang Army made countless forces in the Northern Desert frightened. Ying just understood the Northern Desert and understood the punishment. Seeing that the situation was not good, he would be quick and neat, and he was determined to escape.

Unfortunately, as soon as he got up, silver snakes as big as a palm came roaring. The night was shining brightly again. The eagle clearly saw that more than 60 people were hiding in the village. In just a moment, half of the time were missing, and most of the rest were struggling to death.

He could not raise the little will to fight, but he did not take the arc released by a second-level divine cultivator in his eyes. He took out a big knife and chopped it and cut it. The silver fox collapsed inch by inch and couldn't get close to his body.

Ying Ting looked at the boy waving his feather fan and said harshly: "I won't turn around, and there will be a time later."

Not having sex was the best plan, the moment he turned around, he saw the corner of his mouth slightly rising. Ying Gang thought something was wrong and suddenly remembered that the two people who had just landed on the ground.

After discovering the danger, when he turned his head, his face happened to have a close contact with a fist.

Xing Zhen left no strength in this punch, and immediately twisted Ying Gang's face, his facial features were dislocated and deformed, and he could not tell his personal appearance.

Xing Zhen has never punched someone and waited for the other party to recover from his habit of being aware of his spirit. Since the eagle was about to be unfavorable to the youth training camp, there is nothing to say, a death sentence. As for the mistakes he made in the past, it is not important now.

The Youth Training Camp and the Huangtou Langjun were established by Uncle Shang, who plotted against Uncle Shang’s efforts. There is no need to distinguish between good and evil, which is equivalent to a battle of the great way. Either you die or I die.

Xing Zhen didn't give Ying Gang a chance to breathe, and his fists were as dense as raindrops. It was not wasted at all, and it all hit Ying Gang's face.

The latter was confused throughout the whole process and raised his sense of resistance slightly. Another electric arc was revealed, and then his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground with a thud.

This time, Xing Zhen and Fang Zi became a majestic, and the warrior was strong in his body. Ying Gang was a four-level warrior, so he shouldn't have fallen down so easily.

Xing Zhen reached out to stop Fang Zicheng who was about to investigate. The latter immediately understood the meaning. He stopped and looked at Xing Zhen and nodded. He signaled that there was a good way to do it!

Xing Zhen remembered the martial arts umbrella he saw in the desert. Although there was only Ying Gang, he only had to protect himself. He should not be beaten and not use it.

Suddenly, my heart was shocked, and I remembered the moment when my fist hit me. Although I felt as if I was fisting to my flesh, no matter how twisted the Eagle Gang's face was, there was no blood flowing out.

It must be that Ying Gang had already sneakedly activated the martial arts shield, but there was no bright white light due to insufficient internal strength. It happened to be a kind of cover, secretly protecting himself and launching a fatal blow at any time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xing Zhen did not hesitate to draw out two bronze armored strong men's talismans. Then he pulled out the heavy sword and turned into a light smoke and rushed forward, his body just blocking the front of Fangzicheng.

At the same time, the fallen eagle suddenly thrust a carp. It quickly got up and swept across the sword. A ray of knife light reflected out.

The light was not weaker than thunder, and it shone brightly on the night again. Then Ying Gang's heart was cold and he was almost desperate when he saw everything clearly.

There were only one companion left for more than 60 years, but the punishment was safe and sound. What was the fight? It was a unilateral torture.

Even so, Ying Gang didn't want to sit and wait for death. He tried his best to exert all the strength of the fourth level of the warrior, and his dazzling appearance even wrinkled.

As the sword light passed, two bronze armored strong men falling from the sky instantly exploded. The howling sword light of the whistling wind did not stop at all, and approached Xing Zhen in the blink of an eye.

The boy holding a heavy sword had no way to avoid it, and simply refused to avoid it. He continued to rush forward with his penalties. His body was hard and his sword light, and his clothes were instantly destroyed. The black inner armor inside was exposed, and the sword light collided with the sword light and splashed everywhere. However, the inner armor seemed to be able to swallow light, and was always as dark as ink.

Xing Zhen rushed forward with a fierce heart, regardless of the internal organs' vibrations. The inner armor had residual sword lights, dotted scattered, like stars embedded in the night sky. There was also a faint wind blowing outside the inner armor, causing a slight coolness.

Xing Zhen paused slightly, and his body continued to rush forward, and his long sword pointed directly at Ying Gang. I could see it in the dark night. The boy's eyes were as clear as water, with no hatred or murderous intention, and only his actions showed everything.

The boy was too fast, and Ying Gang couldn't believe his eyes. Why was his sword completely different after his hand? Why could a mere second-level warrior resist the full-strength attack at the peak of the fourth level?

No one answered many questions, and he could not avoid the boy's long sword. Ying Ting's throat felt a chill, and his skin was not pierced but it was sunk. After a crackling sound, the vertebrae of his neck was broken into several sections.

The bad luck was not over yet, and I watched the boy opposite him. After pulling back the sword, he swung his arms and smashed it from top to bottom. It was right, he smashed it with a sword instead of chopping it with a sword.

This is used to use a sword as an iron rod, which is in the middle of the Eagle Gangtian Spirit Cover. The tip of the head was flattened, and blood from the seven orifices slowly flowed. A man with an eight-foot height hit the ground, and he could not die.

Xing Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't have the inner armor given by Xiao Nian'er. This time he was really in danger. He thought about turning around and seeing if Fang Zicheng was affected by the remaining power. After all, his strength was limited and he could not stop them all.

Fang Zicheng was bent over and waited, straightening his lower body and paralleling the ground with his upper body. His hands were in front at a 90-degree right angle, and his head was buried between his arms.

Upon hearing Xing Zhen’s movement of turning around, Fang Zicheng solemnly said: “Thank you Xing Zhen, Fang Zicheng owe you a life.”

Xing Zhen quickly took a step forward and helped him up, saying repeatedly: "It's just to block the light of the knife, there is no need to make such a fuss. You and I will go out of Qingyang Town together, so we should help each other."

Fang Zicheng insisted on not getting up and said seriously: "You must say something. If the sword light just now was not blocked by you, it would have been a dead end to me, a weak divine cultivator. You can think it is a trivial matter, but Fang Zicheng must keep it in mind."

Scholars who like to reason and think about things are often stubborn and cannot be changed. Xing Zhen has a deep understanding of this and is such a person. At this time, he can also understand what Fang Zicheng did. He is a disciple of Mr. Su and must be a scholar.

If you want to persuade him, it will definitely not work, so you have to change to another method. Xing Zhen said slowly: "Let's stop wasting time here, I'm afraid General Baihe will lose. After all, Lin Guixi has been in the youth training camp for many years and has definitely cultivated many confidants in secret."

Fang Zicheng insisted: "Okay, as long as you admit this kindness, I have the opportunity to repay it. I will immediately take you to General Bai He and do what he says."

Xing Zhen had no choice but to be careless: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Fang Zicheng, who had a stubborn temper, finally got up and showed a sincere smile. Among the prisoners behind him, he asked for a piece of clothes to change Xing Zhen. It was a scholar's Rushan, not new but worn several times.

Xing Zhen took the clothes and was quite puzzled, and immediately asked: "How can I carry my clothes with me when I go out to fight?"

Fang Zicheng heard this and was a little proud and explained with a smile: "Punishment rarely confronts the enemy head-on, and often does tasks such as assassination and assassination. He often has to mingle to the enemy's rear, and of course he has to carry all kinds of clothes to disguise himself."

Just as Fang Zicheng was talking, Xing Zhen quickly changed his clothes. He pulled Fang Zicheng and urged him: "Let's go quickly, I'm worried about General Baihe's side. The 3,000 Youth Training Camp faced 5,000 Horse Bandits, and Lin Guixi, who was in the inside and outside, was very dangerous no matter how you looked at it."

Fang Zicheng was not anxious or slow, and said confidently: "Don't worry, General Bai is fine. If you have a master who is personally taking action, can you still feel at ease?"

"Oh, Mr. Su took action personally?" Xing Zhen couldn't confidently confirm it again.

"Yes." Fang Zicheng nodded slowly.

Xing Zhen could finally rest assured that Mr. Su didn't need to worry about his work. So he was not anxious and said slowly: "It's best if you can do this. You and I should take the punishment. Go and see the situation on the battlefield there earlier, and try to help if you have any help."

"Okay" Fang Zicheng agreed and said solemnly: "This time, it can't be too fast. Don't be worried about falling when I came."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Xing Zhen rolled his eyes and pulled Fang Zicheng to jump to the prison. The two of them left in the night, and more than a hundred members of the prison followed.

The speed was not fast, Xing Zhen was in the mood to speak and asked, "Have you found out Ying Gang's background?"

Fang Zicheng did not hide it and said: "Ying Gang joined the commander of the Nanliang garrison Liu Xian three years ago. In recent years, he has been traveling between Houer Town and Beihuang Town on the grounds of being a stud."

"On the escort business, in fact, they are inquiring about the details of the Northern Wilderness openly and secretly. They do many things that are unscrupulous, such as killing their own brother. To outsiders, his younger brother is confused with his woman, and he holds a grudge when he finds out."

"In fact, Ying Gang deliberately arranged for his woman to mess with his younger brother, and then found a reason to kill people to silence him. The reason was that Ying Gang's younger brother realized that he was a spy from the Dalu Dynasty."

"His younger brother is named Yinglin, and he is determined to surrender to the Northern Wilderness. This man is too kind-hearted and finds that his brother is a spy from the Dalu Dynasty. He doesn't escape quickly, but instead persuades Yinggang to surrender to the Northern Wilderness with him. This leads to a big mistake and kills his life."

"It was all because Yinglin had dated with Beihuang. He disappeared for no reason, and Mr. Su felt something was wrong. He kept pursuing the matter openly and secretly. It happened that Ying had just come to Beihuang by himself and followed the clues to find out everything."

Xing Zhen sighed: "Poor brother and woman, one of whom lost his life with kindness, and the other one lost his life in a mess."

He then continued: "The person who was secretly talking to Lin Guixi in the village that day was Ying Gang. In this way, Lin Guixi was also a spy of the Dalu Dynasty."

Fang Zicheng said slowly: "Yes, the Dalu Dynasty seems to have always wanted to attack Beiliang. It started to arrange a few years ago to install spies in Beiliang. Their thoughts are long-term enough. If the real war begins, it will definitely be a difficult bone to crack."

Xing Zhen agreed with this statement very much, and suddenly thought of something and asked: "Have the Jia merchants investigated it? It was really a coincidence that they and Ying had just gotten together?"

Fang Zicheng sneered: "Of course we need to investigate. How could the two maids be given to Lin Guixi by Ying. How could they come together by chance?"

"They are grasshoppers on the same rope, and they all plan to be inappropriate to the Northern Wilderness."
Chapter completed!