The scorching sun hangs high, and the blue sky is as clear as the sky.

A brilliant figure stood above Jingxing, and with the sound of sound, others had already arrived above Jingxing.

The body and the world are like the world.

This is a powerful soul, who fully exerted the power of the soul.

"General, this is the head of the Zheng family in Bingzhou. He cultivated the martial arts spirit thirty years ago and revived the Zheng family, which had gradually declined. The Zheng family is now one of the three generals in Bingzhou."

"Zheng Lang was Gao Chuang's confidant general. In the battle of Taiyuan not long ago, it was because of his great contribution that Gao Chuang captured the prefecture of Taiyuan," said Yang Yun, an insider who knew the Bingzhou story.

"Zheng Lang is in charge of Taiyuan. He can come to Jingxing from Taiyuan, proving that Taiyuan has obtained the news in advance."

"The capture of Bingzhou is a secret of the Great Wei Dynasty. This matter has been secretly prepared for more than a year. Our five thousand soldiers came here in batches. Now that the news is leaked, there must be a traitor."

"The general withdraws his troops temporarily and report this matter to the lord!"

"My souls of the Great Wei Dynasty were all secretly monitored by secret spies and could not come secretly, otherwise why did it happen?"

A lieutenant came to Yang Yun and couldn't help but speak, looking at Zheng Lang with a strong sense of fear.

This person is not like the immortal soul. They have a great future and do not want to be affected by the sins. They have a lifespan of thousands of years and will not be able to do things for a while.

The martial arts spirit is different. Although the life span is longer than that of the martial arts real person, there is no qualitative difference. That is, it is one hundred years longer than the martial arts real person, and the life span of thousands of years with the immortals real person is not even a fraction of it.

They are naturally without taboos, and they are trying to dominate the world and enjoy revenge.

"You can't retreat. Once you retreat, all your previous efforts will be wasted. Zheng Lang just came alone. The reinforcements have not arrived yet. We still have a chance. As long as you hold Zheng Lang down, Jingxing can be captured," Yang Yun turned it apart, he flatly rejected it. He knew the potential meaning of the captain.

This soul can be comparable to a military force.

If he fought in the plains, he would form a large formation of five thousand soldiers, and he would have fought in one battle.

However, in the Battle of Jingxing, the other side still had the advantage of territory and had the support of the army. If this soul was raging, they would not get any advantage.

Holding the long sword tightly in his hand, Yang Yun's body was full of starlight. He looked at Zheng Lang. This person did not take action, and was asking them to retreat voluntarily.

Zheng Lang is seeking stability and does not want to start a war rashly.

Yang Yun looked up at the sky, he looked at the sky, the current situation in the world was developing too fast, and the time for Duke Wei to unify Jizhou was unexpected, which caught him off guard, and his cultivation could no longer be carried out step by step according to his original intention.

He had to speed up and could not keep up with the evolution of the world, so he would fall behind. He would gradually be marginalized until he became an ordinary general, and he would never be willing to do so.

He was born as a concubine, but he had great ambitions. In order to succeed, he did not hesitate to offend the Yang family and robbed the qualification of the Daoban.

Now the difficult choice has appeared again. The battle of Jingxing has nothing to do with it. Their Wei Dynasty is going to attack Youzhou, not Bingzhou. This is just a bluff and has no impact on the overall situation.

But for him it was a battle of turning the corner of his destiny. This battle was unsuccessful. It was even more difficult for him to stand out again. It was not that he had never given the opportunity, but that he had never won it himself.

Don’t talk about difficulties or spiritual support, these are all subtleties.

Failure is failure.

In the eyes of all people, there is only success, but no failure.

The Battle of Youzhou is related to the north, and this battle cannot be credited, so the future will only be to use troops to the Central Plains.

If you step back, step back step by step, you can't keep up at this moment, how can you keep up in the future?

If you cannot retreat, if you retreat, you will be lost in the world and cannot be the best in the world, then you will die in battle.

"Zheng Lang will be restrained for half a day by myself, do you have the confidence to take down Jingxing?" No one knew how many breaths, and Yang Yun struggled violently.

"With Taihang Mountain God taking action, the power of Jingxing formation is not ten, and there is also a restriction that can be taught the method of restraint. It takes less than half a day, one hour to kill Fang Xu and take Jingxing Pass." The captain was stunned, and then his face became ferocious.

"Fight to the death!" Yang Yun shouted loudly, the stars were bright and fierce, condensed like a substance, and began to spread out from the four outsides, and all the Taoist soldiers were affected at this moment.

"Fight to the death!" The entire army shouted loudly, and not only did not retreat, but instead rushed forward.

"Since you are looking for death, I will help you," Zheng Lang said coldly, holding a big knife in his hand.

The blade is not sharp, but has a gap, but it looks extremely weird.

"My lord, the Duke of Wei, is occupant of the four continents, establishes the pillar of heaven, and condenses the dragon of Wei. I am the vanguard, and I am in charge of the great Wei spirit, and will respond to the fate of the star. In this battle, Kuimu Langxing Lord will never be indifferent. He will descend the fate of the star."

"The world does not allow me to continue to seek stability. The life-and-death battle is the most intense time. I bet on everything and use this to impact the soul. If I fail, I will die."

Yang Yun's face was calm, and he boldly intercepted Zheng Lang. The starlight on his body continued to condense, like a layer of starlight armor draped on his body, and his aura began to rise.

He had already changed from Yin to Yang half a year ago and became a real person of the Yang God of Martial Arts.

Originally, the Martial Arts Yangshen True Man had overcome this hurdle and became a Yuanshen. Zheng Lang became a Martial Artsman in his twenties, and he did not become a Martial Artsman until he was eighty.

But those who meet the star fate are like having cheats. If the time is insufficient, the star fate will be collected. If the accumulation is insufficient, the star fate will be collected.

They can go through the hundreds of years of Zheng Lang and his team in just 20 or 30 years.

The star life is strong, and the luck is gathering together, and it is burning.

"With the battle of life and death, gather energy, condense star life, and break through the soul. How can I, Zheng Lang, let me do it? Don't be killed like Zheng Lang and the Zhao Crocodile in the late pre-Qin period, and finally make the other party's reputation shake, and let it shake the Jiuzhou." Zheng Lang spoke, but his words were heard without any words.

His arm had just been raised and he could no longer move. A restrictive force spread to him unknown when it would have spread.

He looked at the distant horizon, and his mouth opened again: "Despicable, hidden arrows hurt people!"

But the words were silent and there was no sound.

Yang Yun strode upwards. With each step he took, his breath increased by three points. When he came to Zheng Lang, he swung his three-foot sword in his hand.

It has reached the peak of Yang Shen, and the three-foot long sword is sharp and directly penetrates Zheng Lang's body.

Blood sputtered out, erupting Yang Yun's body, and flowing down his armor.

The bright starlight descended and poured into his body, and his aura suddenly increased, directly breaking through the boundaries and achieving the martial arts spirit.

Zheng Lang's eyes were dull, his lips squirmed slightly, and he said one sentence but it didn't spread it.

"I, Zheng Lang, is a heroic figure in Bingzhou for a lifetime, ruined by one's life, and become a laughing stock in the world. I am unwilling to accept it!"
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