The light flowed from Yang Hong's body, suppressing all the aura within three feet.
After getting the long sword brought back by Liu Ruochuan, Yang Hong refined the long sword into his own divine weapon without any hesitation.
At the same time, he also used the elixir in the sword to heal his injuries.
If he hadn't known that he was no match for Song Zhong, he might have rushed out to fight Song Zhong to the death.
"Brother, are your injuries healed?"
Liu Ruochuan stood at the window, turned around and asked.
He leaned sideways, always paying attention to the scene outside the window, with a vigilant look on his face.
"Okay!"
Yang Hong's aura fluctuated for a while, then disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Thanks to you this time, otherwise, I'm afraid I would be dead."
Yang Hong looked at Liu Ruochuan and said seriously.
"Liu Ruochuan, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
Yang Hong suddenly said.
"Of course not."
Liu Ruochuan looked at Yang Hong with a strange expression, as if he was looking at an idiot.
With his status, if he wants to become a disciple in the future, what opportunities are there yet?
His brother-in-law is the best in the world, is he no better than others?
Why does he want to take a guard as his disciple?
"Brother, have you hurt your brain?"
Liu Ruochuan asked with concern.
"You——"
Yang Hong almost laughed out of anger.
"Forget it if you don't want to."
If people knew that his majestic king was rejected as a disciple, how would he lose face?
He, Yang Hong, has no interest in rushing to be a master.
If it weren't for the good performance of this boy, Yang Hong would not be willing to accept him as his disciple.
For a mere first-grade warrior to be able to worship him as his master, it would be like smoke rising from the graves of his ancestors.
Yang Hong rolled his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Liu Ruochuan, this is now a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Your strength is too weak. You must find an opportunity to leave here first."
It was impossible to let Liu Ruochuan take risks before.
Now that Yang Hong's injury has recovered, there is no need for a young man with a first-class martial arts to fight for his life.
It is enough for him to do the rest by himself.
Facing powerful people like Song Zhong, the number of people no longer means much.
Besides, Yang Hong’s current goal is not to fight Song Zhong desperately.
Yang Hong also heard what Song Zhong said before.
Song Zhong wants to compete with the prince for world supremacy. This is a wishful thinking!
"I won't leave until I leave!"
Liu Ruochuan said, "I want to stay and deal with Song Zhong. He is going to kill me. How can I still coddle him? Brother, you dare to stay, don't I?"
"Although my status is a little more noble than yours, my passion is no less than yours."
Liu Ruochuan said righteously.
Yang Hong has a black hair.
You are a first-grade warrior, how can you compare your status with me?
I, Yang Hong, am in the first echelon of the human race, and my cultivation level is thousands of miles higher than yours.
Even if you don’t talk about my cultivation, just talk about my status, I am still a majestic king, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty. Are you sure you are more noble than me?
Yang Hong didn't bother to argue with this unclear boy. He didn't care about his identity.
Thinking about the time when he and the prince were in their prime, one was the divine catcher of the Divine Catcher Division, and the other was the weapon-casting apprentice of the Daxia Weapon-Forging Division, so what?
Didn’t they get to where they are today step by step?
Noble?
They never feel that they are noble people.
"Young man, it's no use having only one passion. What can you do if you stay? Are you going to die?"
Yang Hong said.
"Brother, that's not what you said. There are so many things I can do. You don't know how to burn bridges, but I just helped you do a big thing."
Liu Ruochuan said unhappily.
His current cultivation level is not good, but he already knows his own identity. With his identity, it will be a matter of minutes for his cultivation level to become stronger in the future.
There is a saying: Don’t bully young people into poverty. Have you heard of it?
"Okay, since you don't want to leave, then you must listen to me. You can do what I ask you to do, and you must not do what I don't let you do!"
Yang Hong said in a deep voice.
Yang Hong has rich experience, and he knows the importance of teammates very well. Many times, a bad teammate can make things get out of control to the point of irreversibility.
Regardless of Liu Ruochuan's mere first-level cultivation, he might not be able to do something if he is asked to do something, but if he wants to do bad things, it is not too easy.
Even if he didn't mention this, Yang Hong didn't want Liu Ruochuan to be in any danger. After all, Liu Ruochuan was his savior anyway, and he had to save Liu Ruochuan's life.
Liu Ruochuan's eyes widened and he looked at Yang Hong in disbelief.
Are there any mistakes?
I listen to you? Are you a little confused about your identity?
You are just a guard, okay?
Just when Liu Ruochuan was about to speak, Yang Hong raised his hand, and a terrifying coercion fell on him.
Liu Ruochuan sat down on the ground.
"No problem! I will listen to you all!"
Liu Ruochuan spoke very clearly.
Big fists are the last word. Who has the final say as to whether to protect or not to protect?
Anyway, everyone is here to deal with Song Zhong!
Liu Ruochuan has been in the world of martial arts since he was a child, so he still has some slickness.
Yang Hong nodded with satisfaction. Although Liu Ruochuan was a bit mentally ill, he was still quite smart and at least he had a good eye.
"You wait here first, I'll go out and check the situation."
Yang Hong said, "Remember, no matter what happens, as long as I don't come back, don't leave here!"
Liu Ruochuan nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I understand this!"
Yang Hong nodded and disappeared into the room quietly. Liu Ruochuan didn't even see his movements clearly.
A look of envy flashed in his eyes, "It doesn't matter, Xiao Liu, you are no longer an ordinary person now. After I solve this Song Zhong, and my brother-in-law helps me, it won't take long for me to become so strong!" p>
"By the way, I forgot to ask this guy his name."
Liu Ruochuan said to himself, "He is also very strong. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be an unknown person. I don't know if he is familiar with my brother-in-law. If not, I can help him if I have the opportunity in the future."
Give him a try."
Liu Ruochuan is also a very nervous person. Deep in the enemy's cave, he can't even see any fear or nervousness.
As soon as Yang Hong left, he was so bored that he lay down on the ground and fell asleep soon!
……
In Jiangzhou City, Yang Hong carefully poked his head out.
He didn't even dare to use his spiritual thoughts because he was afraid of triggering Song Zhong's idea.
In fact, he also knows that he is taking a risk.
Song Zhong is so powerful that as long as he pays a little attention to the situation in the city, he can spot Yang Hong immediately.
But maybe he was too confident, and he didn't care about these ants in the city at all!
Because of this, Yang Hong has the opportunity to move freely. Otherwise, once Song Zhong discovers him, even if he does not die, he will lose his mind and become a walking zombie like everyone else in the city.
"Where did this Song Zhong come from?"
Yang Hong observed the situation in the city and said to himself.
The name Song Zhong was something he heard from Zhou Shu's words when Song Zhong was talking to Zhou Shu.
Before this, he had never heard of Song Zhong.
The main reason is that before this, although Song Zhong had some reputation in the world of the Ten Kingdoms, he was still far from the level of Yang Hong and others.
In other words, the former Song Zhong was not even qualified to say a word to Yang Hong and the others, let alone be their enemies.
"This person's cultivation level is extremely high. I can never fight him head-on."
Yang Hong thought to himself.
He once fought against Song Zhong, and his end could only be described as miserable.
If Liu Ruochuan hadn't saved him, he would have been dead.
Yang Hong knew very well that in a head-on confrontation, he was not Yang Hong's enemy with one blow.
"Song Zhong wants to compete with the prince for hegemony. This is my chance."
Yang Hong pondered in his heart, "Now Song Zhong has Sun Ping Ping in his hands and the people of this city as hostages, so the prince and the others have used rat traps and dare not attack in an all-out way. If I can save Sun Ping Ping..."
Yang Hong looked in the direction of the city.
Regarding Sun Pingping's situation, Yang Hong still listened to Liu Ruochuan. From his current perspective, he couldn't see the scene outside the city at all.
As for climbing to the top of the city to check, Yang Hong is not that stupid.
If he dared to climb the city, Song Zhong would be able to spot him even if he was blind.
"Song Zhong has been guarding Sun Pingping. It is almost impossible to rescue Sun Pingping from under his nose, unless Song Zhong can be lured away."
Yang Hong quickly thought about countermeasures one by one.
He knew that in the entire Huaxia Pavilion, the only person who could fight against Song Zhong was Zhou Shu.
But Zhou Shu and Song Zhong had already agreed before that neither of them would take action. In this case, if you want to distract Song Zhong, you can't count on Zhou Shu.
"With Song Zhong's strength, if he wants to embarrass me, Huaxia Pavilion, there is no need to be so complicated. If he attacks Huaxia Pavilion, no one can block his blow except the prince."
Yang Hong frowned and thought, "Even if he doesn't dare to fight with the prince head-on, he can hide it completely. There is no need to play a game of world hegemony with the prince."
"He must have a purpose for doing this!"
Yang Hong's mind was spinning rapidly. When he first started out, he was the great catcher of the Great Xia Godly Hunting Division. After all these years of experience, what has he not seen before?
In an instant, he had already thought of some questions.
"He drives the people in the city to fight against the Huaxia Pavilion army. It is impossible to win, let alone expand his territory."
Yang Hong said to himself, "He is bound to lose this game from the beginning. If he thinks that Huaxia Pavilion will be merciful and unable to do anything to the people in the city, then he underestimates Huaxia Pavilion too much."
"Song Zhong is not that stupid, so what benefits will he gain from this game?"
"Driving the people in the city to fight against the Huaxia Pavilion army means asking them to die. If you do this, some people will die..."
Yang Hong suddenly frowned, "Dead man—could this be his purpose?"
"There are some crooked people who can improve their cultivation through killing. Does Song Zhong want these people to die?"
"If he just wants these people to die, wouldn't it be easier for him to do it himself?"
"With his strength, it would only take him less than a quarter of an hour to massacre the city. There is no need to go to such trouble."
"This will only make it take longer - could he do this on purpose, just to delay time?"
"What exactly does he want to do?"
Yang Hong frowned, always feeling like he was thinking of something, but he couldn't grasp that thought.
While I was thinking, suddenly there was a sound of drums outside the city.
"It seems that the brothers have also thought of this possibility. As long as the city is captured, Song Zhong will only have Sun Pingping as a bargaining chip."
Yang Hong's eyes flashed.
"Boom——"
At this moment, all the people in the city were filled with powerful momentum. Their eyes glowed golden, and they roared and rushed outside the city.
"The opportunity has come!"
Yang Hong's face flashed with determination, "Old Sun, it's not that I won't save you, things have priorities, you will understand me!"
"Song Zhong and the prince agreed that whoever has the bigger territory will win. As long as he loses this city, Song Zhong will have no territory and he will lose!"
Yang Hong snorted coldly, "If everyone in the city attacks, then this city's surname is Yang!"
Yang Hong's pupils were burning with blazing flames.
"Boom——"
Outside the city, Huaxia Pavilion's army was already fighting with Jiangzhou City's army.
The scene was almost a one-sided massacre. Although the common people in Jiangzhou City were improved by Song Zhong, they were just ordinary people. Even if their strength was improved, they were still far behind the elite people of Huaxia Pavilion.
If Huaxia Pavilion's army hadn't been trying to capture those people alive, I'm afraid the battle would have been over by now.
Although the army in Jiangzhou City has been defeated, there is no worry on Song Zhong's face.
He just glanced coldly at Zhou Shu who was thousands of miles away. As long as Zhou Shu didn't show up, it would be impossible for these people to win.
"You never know what kind of hell is waiting for you."
Song Zhong sneered in his heart.
All the blood shed on the battlefield flowed along the ground to the high platform, and finally sank into Sun Pingping's body.
If someone could see Sun Pingping's skin under his clothes at this time, they would definitely be able to see that his skin seemed to have turned blood red.
Weird lines lingered on his skin, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy in the air. The blood-red color started from his feet and spread upwards. Now his entire body, below the waist, has turned into blood.<
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"General, the people in Jiangzhou City have lost their minds. If they are captured alive, our casualties will increase."
Among the Huaxia Pavilion army, a commander reported to Yonzi Wenhui.
Mi Ziwen frowned, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Send the order and kill without mercy!"
Mi Ziwen shouted in a deep voice.
Although he wanted to save the people of Jiangzhou City, he also knew that it was impossible now.
Being blindly merciful will only harm more people.
If Song Zhong doesn't die, more people will be harmed by him. Even if he sacrifices the lives of everyone in Jiangzhou City, he must kill Song Zhong!
"Everyone, no need to hold back, kill without mercy!"
A voice echoed across the battlefield.
A sneer appeared on Song Zhong's face, "Kill. The more you kill, the faster you will die.
I want to see what your expressions will be like if you die at the hands of your own brothers!
Song Zhong raised his head and glanced at the sky. This subordinate named Zhou was more decisive than he thought. It seemed that he could not wait for his true form to arrive.
But it doesn’t matter, I still have backup plans.
The more these people kill, the stronger their enemies become.
Song Zhong looked back at Sun Pingping, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"This kid's physical body is stronger than I thought, so the effect will definitely be better."
Thinking of this, the smile on Song Zhong's face became even more perverted.
"Boom——"
Just when Song Zhong had a smile on his face, suddenly, a powerful momentum erupted in the city behind him.
"Huaxia Pavilion, Yang Hong is here!"
A thunderous sound suddenly sounded above the city.
I saw a figure standing on top of the city, with a flag raised in his hand.
"Song Zhong, this city has been occupied by Huaxia Pavilion. You have lost all your territory. You have lost!"
Yang Hong shouted.
He stirred up his spiritual energy, and his voice spread far away. In an instant, everyone on the battlefield heard his voice.
When Mi Ziwen and others saw Yang Hong's appearance, their faces showed great joy.
"Song Zhong, you lose!"
Mi Ziwen took the lead and shouted loudly.
Soon, all the experts in Huaxia Pavilion shouted loudly.
"Song Zhong, you lose!"
The sounds echoed in the air, layer upon layer overlapping together.
Song Zhong's face sank, and the aura on his body that had just risen was suppressed in an instant.
Just now, he could hardly control himself and wanted to slap Yang Hong to death.
But he still didn't take action, not because he cared about any rules, nor because he was soft-hearted, but because he felt that he was locked by a sharp aura. As long as he dared to take action, he would definitely be greeted by a storm of attacks.
Song Zhong had a feeling that if he dared to kill Yang Hong, he himself would pay a price that he was absolutely unwilling to bear!
He raised his head and looked into the distance.
Thousands of miles away, Zhou Shu had stood up at some point and was looking at him from a thousand miles away.
"Song Zhong, I am willing to admit defeat and let you go. I can give you a fair chance to fight."
Zhou Shu said coldly.
"I lost?"
Song Zhong laughed loudly, "Who said I lost?"
"The world is uncertain and I still have soldiers. Who says I lose?"
"Boom——"
I saw Song Zhong pinching a magic formula with both hands, and the people of Jiangzhou City exploded in an instant. Blood instantly rushed to Sun Pingping. Sun Pingping's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils turned blood red.
Color.
Zhou Shu frowned, and he stepped into the air, traveling thousands of miles in an instant, and in an instant he was in front of Song Zhong.
"Since you don't follow the rules, I don't need to tell you the rules anymore!"
Zhou Shu shouted loudly and struck Song Zhong with a bang.
"Haha, I don't need to take action to kill you."
Song Zhong crossed his hands, blocked in front of him, took advantage of the momentum to fly backwards, and retreated several miles away in an instant, laughing and saying.
"Zhou Shu, if you can't die, then I will come and deal with you personally. Now, you can enjoy the gift I give you first."
After Song Zhong finished speaking, his figure swayed and disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Shu was about to pursue him. Suddenly, he felt the hair on his back stand up, and a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears.
On one side of his body, Zhou Shu had already avoided it, and the next moment, his brows furrowed.