Lang Wu held the sword and watched his soldiers insert the Long Kingdom flag on the top of the stronghold, nodding with satisfaction and laughing.
"Lang Wu, what's the battle?"
Lin Yang walked over with a natural sword and asked lightly.
"You are accused of Lin Zheng, our troops killed 700 enemies and resurrected more than 3,000 people, all of whom were guarding the open space in the back account."
Lang Wu clasped his fists and said, "In addition, there are a few people who are absconding, and his subordinates are preparing to send people to chase him."
"No need to ask people to chase after them, I stopped those people."
Xu Zhishuang walked over, threw a few heads on the ground, and said lightly.
"Team leader Xu is a good method."
Lang Wu gave a thumbs up.
Xu Zhishuang didn't say anything, and her eyes glanced at Lin Yang.
Lin Yang said nothing, and continued to Chaolang Wu: "Is anyone injured?"
"Six people were injured, some were minor and some were serious."
“Bring it here.”
"yes."
Lang Wu waved it.
Several blood-covered warriors were helped over.
“Everyone stands.”
Lin Yang said.
The soldiers were confused, but they stood neatly in a row.
Lin Yang suddenly raised the blade in his hand and slashed at the soldiers without hesitation.
"Long Shuai!"
Lang Wu was so scared that he was out of his mind and shouted hurriedly.
Xu Zhishuang's breathing even trembled.
However, it was too late.
The blade falls.
Bang!
A burst of white light burst out from the blade, wrapping the soldiers in.
The light disappeared after a moment.
The scars on the bodies of the soldiers miraculously disappeared.
"What?"
Lang Wu was stunned on the spot.
"This...this...this...this...this is a miracle, it's simply..."
Lang Wu said dazedly.
The soldiers were also shocked and touched the originally injured parts of their bodies in disbelief.
"I said, I won't let you die!"
Lin Yang put away his natural sword and headed towards the back account.
This time, Lang Wu and others were already impressed by Lin Yang.
Xu Zhishuang pursed her cherry lips lightly, and her mood was extremely complicated.
She realized that she had no idea about this Lin Shuai.
Perhaps it is not just about understanding.
This person's methods have refreshed her views and cognition one after another...
The empty space in the back account.
Thousands of An Qingjun men knelt on the ground, holding their heads with their hands.
They were all disarmed.
However, most of them are not armed personnel. Many of them wear glasses, like scientific researchers, and some of them dress very strangely, like wizards.
Lin Yang frowned and walked over.
"Who are these?"
"It should be the witch of An Qingjun!"
"Witchman?"
"Yes, it is said that these people joined the An Qing army temporarily. They created some strange and terrible traps on the battlefield, causing our soldiers to fall into danger many times. Many soldiers died because of the methods of these witches."
Lang Wu explained in a deep voice, his eyes full of murderous intent, and his gritted teeth seemed to want to tear these witches into pieces.
Lin Yang browed, as if he realized something, and couldn't help but speak: "Han Luo, is the Heavenly Commander, killed because of these witches?"
"Mr. Han?"
Lang Wu was stunned, and then shook his head: "No! These methods of the witches cannot threaten Commander Han!"
"Then he..."
"He died at the hands of the Blood Witch!"
"Blood Witch? What is that?"
Lin Yang asked in confusion.
The anger in Lang Wu's eyes became stronger and stronger. He clenched his fists and whispered: "That is a terrifying force that is explicitly prohibited by the whole world! It is also the most despicable and terrible force..."