On the southern outskirts of Taihang, to the north of the Sky Wall, in an inconspicuous valley within a thousand miles, dozens of big men of different heights, wearing standard military uniforms and with strong and fierce auras, stared at each other without saying a word.

To be precise, most of them were staring at their two Shangguan, who were both speechless and looking sad.

These two people were Wang Hu and Yang Ranchen who were ordered to hunt down Wu Ming!

Calculating carefully, it has been ten months since the incident in Pingyufang City. However, in addition to half-monitoring and half-driving, the sword slaves and his party were sent out of the Taihang Mountains and tracked Wu Ming's Qi machine with the soul-locking plate all the way here.

Lost the trace.

Yes, completely, there is no trace, the soul locking plate is obviously still working, but there is no trace at all!

"What a hell!"

The two have an extraordinary tacit understanding, and both can read each other's thoughts from their eyes.

Buzz!

Just as I was retreating in my heart and just about to speak, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, lightning flashed and thunder struck, and a huge, uncovered space vortex suddenly appeared on the top of the sky, suppressing all the living beings who bowed their heads and trembled.

Whoosh!

A stream of light flashed past, like a comet coming into the world, crashing down and kicking up a large amount of dust.

Buzz!

Before the two of them could recover, a roulette wheel with detailed, mysterious and exquisite patterns engraved in their hands suddenly flashed across it, and a sharp arrow-like luster suddenly pointed towards the place where the stream of light had just landed.

"Could it be..."

The two of them were excited and flew up almost at the same time, not forgetting to greet their soldiers.

Ever since, when they arrived several miles away and saw the thin figure swaying in the big pit, dozens of pairs of eyes and one pair of dazed eyes fell into a brief state of staring at each other.

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming coughed dryly, looked at Yang Ranchen and Wang Hu sheepishly, and forced out an awkward smile, "Hi!"

To be honest, he really didn't know what to say. Friendship was friendship, but after all, he led his people to make a big fuss in Pingyufang City, and the two of them were ordered to recover it.

The reason for such an awkward meeting was obvious to everyone. It must have been deliberately done by Mr. Shan, who was sincerely trying to cause trouble and made him feel disgusted.

What a petty old man!

"Ahem, set up a formation and capture the suspect!"

Yang and Wang looked at each other, almost gave orders in unison, and took out a picture scroll. After pretending to examine it carefully, they shouted loudly, "Listen, suspect, we are waiting for Hezhou to carry the Wei army. Hurry up."

Capture him without restraint, otherwise he will be killed without mercy."

If any subordinates saw it, they would definitely find that the two men winked at Wu Ming for a while, and when dozens of soldiers gathered around him, they had already restored their awe-inspiring and inviolable dignity as generals.

No wonder the two of them were so pretentious. It was really Yue Xianjun's order that was a bit difficult, but he had to obey it.

If you ignore your personal feelings and get caught in pain, you will at least be expelled from the Beiwei Army, and you may even lose your life. But if you have to follow the order seriously and the two sides have a life-long friendship, what should you do?

The reason why Yue Xianjun is like this is because he sees this. Even though he has full confidence in Bei Weijun, Wu Ming is just a piece of meat, and he is an extremely difficult character. What if he is cruel?

The Beiwei Army is different from other armies. It is the elite among the elite under the command of the Yue Family Army. Every single one of them has spent a lot of effort in training. If they are lost in the hands of Wu Ming, even if the chance is very small, it will be a big loss!

It has to be said that this young and talented general has disgusting abilities that are second to none.

Anyway, the military order is like a mountain, and it is up to you how to do it. I only look at the results, and they are also for the countless eyes staring at the northern border town!

People drift in the rivers and lakes, and the court is as deep as the sea, with turbulent and strange waves. It is countless times more dangerous than the rivers and lakes. Even if he reaches his status, he cannot help himself.

As a result, this fatwa, which did not carry much weight but must be strictly implemented, became a yoke that straddled both sides. The three people who understood the deep meaning were quite distressed.

The only way is to keep out of sight, but with so many people watching, you can't turn a blind eye, right?

Even if we are in the army and have the same love as brothers, people's hearts are fickle. Who can guarantee that there will be no second-guessing people?

After all, there is no airtight wall in the world!

"The green mountains will not change and the green water will always flow. See you again in the future!"

How could Wu Ming be confused about the situation? He immediately yelled something that was completely irrelevant to the situation, and his figure floated into the sky, speeding towards the south.

There was no need to explain at all. It only took one look for him to understand that he must not fight against the half-hundred Wei army now, otherwise the end would be miserable.

"Leave!"

"Where to go!"

"Be bold!"

The soldiers who didn't know the truth shouted loudly and had been training for many years. They had a tacit understanding that was almost in their bones, allowing them to take action almost at the same time.

Just listen to the harsh explosion of gold and iron, dozens of hooks and locks are intertwined into a large net, and the hood falls, it is the beast-binding lock!

Facing the regular troops of the Beiwei Army who were all in the Xiantian Second Realm, even though Wu Mingyi was brave, he was shocked by the terrifying power of confinement contained in them.

If one person is not checked, even the master will be trapped inside and cannot escape!

"Qilin treads the ground!"

Wu Ming roared wildly and instantly judged the best way to attack. He flipped his palms and unleashed an unparalleled force of energy. Amidst the overwhelming sand and gravel, a majestic unicorn roar shook all directions.

"Show mercy!"

Seeing the fierce and unparalleled palm force, they slapped several soldiers to the south. Yang and Wang shouted loudly and flew towards them.

But at this time, how could Wu Ming dare to hold back? Once he was trapped in a siege, there would inevitably be a life-and-death fight, and once a life was lost, both sides would have no room for change.

And the reason why he dared to do this cruel thing was because everyone was carrying the Wei army on his back!

The protection of this armor is so strong that I have seen it with my own eyes. Even after it is damaged, it has a power that far exceeds that of the same level. Even if it is hit from the front, there is no danger of life.

Of course, serious injuries are inevitable!

Click, click, click!

Almost at the same time, there was the sound of scraping iron leaves, followed by a blur of mysterious light, and several soldiers who sensed something was wrong started to move their armor like crazy.

But carelessly, even though they didn't have much intention of underestimating the enemy, so many people surrounded a person of the same rank, but they didn't even check at all, so that they were half a beat slower.

boom!

The palm force was suffocated, and it spanned more than ten feet in an instant. Three of the back-wei soldiers vomited blood and flew backwards. The other two were shocked and retreated continuously, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths. Even if they were scratched by the aftermath, they would not be able to avoid being forced by the strong wind of the palm.

His complexion changed drastically.

What kind of power is this?

Even Wu Ming was a little dazed, but of course he didn't forget to jump up and shoot the electricity towards the gap.

There was a crashing sound, and the beast-binding lock fell into place.

"Set up the formation!"

Yang and Wang exchanged a vague look. The matter has come to this, and they can only bite the bullet and do it!

Whoosh!

Before he could finish his words, several sharp sounds broke through the air, and four soldiers with Wei backs were seen, their movements were like lightning, they crossed dozens of feet in an instant, and surrounded Wu Ming.

As the elite among the elite, these people not only charge into battle, but also undertake various dangerous tasks, such as espionage, beheading, interception and a series of difficult tasks.

A team of dozens of people, with clear division of responsibilities and tacit understanding of cooperation for many years, can make the best response with almost no communication.

As a result, Wu Ming suffered a tragedy. He was blocked desperately by four Beiwei soldiers who were good at identity!

It's an exaggeration to say that you risk your life. After all, wearing infantry armor, unless you are a master, there are not many people of the same level who can fight Beiwei's army alone!

Just after such a delay, someone had already protected the injured Paoze and withdrawn from the fighting range, but all the Beiwei troops were angry. How many years had they not suffered such a big loss?

Ever since, Wu Ming became even more tragic!

Nearly forty Beiwei soldiers wearing infantry armor, relying on a defense that could only be broken by a strong master, attacked Wu Ming desperately.

The most frightening thing is that the military formation is trapped and killed, combined with the super-strong defense and desperate tactics. Even if Wu Ming's strength has greatly improved, dangers are everywhere in an instant!

Even Yang and Wang had to bite the bullet and attack with all their strength. Faced with Wu Ming's powerful counterattack, how could they ignore the safety of Pao Ze?

I saw figures tumbling in the field, and the Wei army behind them were not afraid of death. They went forward one after another and killed Wu Ming desperately. After being knocked back by his terrifying power, it took only a dozen breaths to suppress the surging blood and blood, and again

Fly up.

Looking at the iron bumps one by one, Wu Ming vomited blood in depression, and due to the strong defense of the Bu Renjia, the counterattack was a little unsmooth.

Can you not be depressed?

If it were other people of the same level, let alone the second level innate, even the third level would not be able to withstand his full blow now, but it happened to be a tortoise-shell Bu Renjia, and even he felt troublesome.

If he fights alone, he can defeat or even kill him, but with so many people surrounding him, Wu Ming is no match for him.

Especially when he saw the four Weiwei troops setting up their eight-oxen crossbows and being locked by the sharp aura of the armor-piercing arrows, Wu Ming, who almost instantly broke into a cold sweat, finally understood what it was like to be targeted by such a powerful weapon.

Horrible things.

I have personally experienced and understood better how aggrieved the opponent who once died under the Eight Ox Crossbow felt!

"Catch them alive!"

In desperation, Yang Ranchen ignored the military order to kill without mercy.
To be continued...