Zhao Xuan shook his head slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Zheng was immediately cold!

As soon as he came out of the customs, he sensed the battle in the courtyard and killed it without saying a word.

Since the heavenly fire fell, the order of Huangtai Fort has been chaotic, and all kinds of infighting have actually emerged one after another. Song Zheng knew that this kind of infighting would spread to him sooner or later - he didn't expect that just one vein and nine realms would dare to be so rampant!

He turned around and faced Zhao Jinglun, Zhao Jinglun's broken arm was full of blood, and cold sweat broke out in pain. He shouted inwardly: "Who are you, do you know who we are, you dare to ......"

Song Zheng stomped his foot and interrupted him, and the thunder light began to bloom from under his feet, spreading outward layer by layer, ring by ring, and when it reached the outside of the courtyard, the earth thundered for ten miles!

But this time, he was already the Ten Dao of the Vein, and the Dao technique he used was no longer an aimless bombardment, but turned into a series of precise thunderbolts, which exploded under the eight monks who were ambushed outside.

Every thunderbolt sounded, and a monk was shattered. Deadly thunder, like a bunch of blue fireworks that suddenly bloomed, was just burning someone else's life!

The odd array is self-defeating.

Song Zheng stood calmly in front of Zhao Jinglun, the eight people in ambush outside had been shattered, the corpses were frozen, red, red, blue and blue, indescribably evil and beautiful.

He had a Tianguang Ancient Blade Knife in his hand, this magic weapon didn't seem to be of a high level now, but Song Zheng put on a posture, Zhao Jinglun wanted to fight back, but found that no matter what he did, he couldn't escape the fate of being killed by this knife!

Zhao Jinglun was not convinced, he still felt that Song Zheng was inferior - but he regretted it a little, remembering that his grandfather, who had already driven the crane to the west, once taught himself a sentence: The husband is angry and blood is splashed in five steps.

The young master of his own dignified family, why did he gamble with a group of inferior people, and ended up getting to such a point?

He admits that he has failed, but he still does not feel that he is certain to die. There is no other reason, his identity is here, whether everyone has a big enmity of life and death, as long as you say it, you will be soft, and give these inferior people a little face, and this matter will pass.

In the past, he has encountered this situation twice, and he has dealt with it this way.

He squeezed out a smile, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a sudden surge of light on the other side, like a flood, like a volcano, like an avalanche!

Song Zheng gently retracted the knife, the cold air around him dissipated, and everything returned to normal. Zhao Jinglun's body fell to both sides, and no blood spurted out, because it had frozen into two lumps of ice.

He pouted at the corpse, and turned to help Zhao Xuan: "Sister Zhao, how is it?" Zhao Xuan took the third-order healing medicine, and the injury was not a problem. She waved her hand at Song Zheng, but still insisted on standing up on her own.

"It's not a small injury. ”

Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Zhao Jinglun would not understand the emotions of such a low-level soldier, he didn't know that when five people stood side by side at the head of the city, facing the demon army that rushed up like a tide, everyone fought together, you handed over your side to your comrades-in-arms, and your comrades-in-arms also handed over to you - what does this exchange of life and death mean.

He still speculated about the wolf soldiers with the attitude of a shallow son of a family towards his friends, of course, he was very wrong and wrong, and he missed his life.

"What is the origin of these people?" Zhao Xuan was puzzled, and Song Zheng was just about to speak, when there was a creak behind him.

Wang Jiu's door opened.

His eyes were foggy, making Song Zheng wonder if this guy was in retreat or sleeping.

The fat man rubbed his eyes, looking at the two more ice lumps in the yard and was a little strange: "What is this? The wild beast you used to test the knife? Don't waste it, send it to Miss Miao to make braised pork ......"

Song Zheng shuddered and looked at him with admiration: "You want to eat this too?"

Wang Jiucai saw that it was a person, and let out a strange scream: "What's the matter?"

Song Zheng said simply, just as Zhou Kou was also out of the customs, he jumped to his feet in anger, he grabbed the pitch-black claw knife with one hand, and shook the other hand, and in the sonorous metal sound, a set of steel giant armor broke out and buckled on his arm. From the shoulders to the back of the hands, the veins of the scale armor bulged like a mountain ridge, and there were thirty-six strange array nodes on both sides, flashing with scarlet aura.

After wearing such a bloody giant arm armor, his arms looked about as thick as someone else's waist, and it was no longer funny to hold the hammer, which was very compatible.

"Who did it? dare to stir up trouble? He was eager to try, and every time the Holy Decree rewarded him, his strength increased greatly, and he couldn't wait to find someone to fight right away.

Song Zheng held him down: "Don't be impatient, since they do it, they won't give up." Shi Touer and the two of them haven't gotten out yet, let's hold on first, don't let the enemy interrupt them, so as not to go mad. ”

Zhou Kou suddenly lacked interest and kicked Wang Jiu: "Fatty, you go to protect Shi Laoqian." "Master Kou doesn't care if he dies or not, it's better to go mad, let's usurp the throne!

Song Zheng couldn't laugh or cry. But unexpectedly, after waiting for half an hour, the next move of the "enemy" was not seen. He frowned slightly, his shot just now was too "clean" and he didn't leave a single living mouth.

However, in such a harsh environment as Huangtai Fort, as long as there is hostility, it may turn into a life-and-death feud at any time, and Zhao Jinglun dares to humiliate his brother, which is absolutely unbearable. Therefore, Song Zheng will not be merciful, and he will never suffer in the future!

After a while, he suddenly heard a voice outside: "Brother Shi, are you there? I'm Liu Changfa." ”

Song Zheng and Zhou Kou didn't react, and asked Wang Jiu beside him: "Who is Liu Changfa? Why does this tone seem to be very familiar with us?"

Wang Jiu looked helpless, and said in a low voice: "Liu Changfa is our deputy battalion general. ”

"Deputy battalion general?" The two were still at a loss: "Which battalion is the deputy battalion general?"

"Wolf Barracks!" Wang Jiu had no choice but to explain clearly: "You forgot, that court lackey." ”

"Oh—" The two of them dragged out their voices, and suddenly remembered. If there is anyone in the wolf camp who is not guilty, it is Liu Changfa, the lackey of the court. He was sent down from above, and he was originally a groom who was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Border Army, but later he was somehow sent to the wolf barracks and became a deputy battalion general.

No one cares about this person in the entire wolf barracks, the wolf barracks are different from other battalions, no matter what your court thinks, anyway, Lao Tzu is already guilty, can you sentence me again?

And Liu Changfa himself is also very spineless, he has been instigated by several conflicts in the battalion, and over time, even the big soldiers in the battalion look down on him.

In short, this person is a kitsch, good at drilling, sycophants, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, cowardly and timid market figures.