"Pang Long, when did you come here?"

Zhan Wuque looked at a tall figure not far away.

After not seeing each other for many days, Pang Long has grown a lot taller and his body has become stronger, like a giant.

When Pang Long heard the sound, he turned around. When he saw Zhan Wuque, his eyes suddenly showed joy.

"Brother Zhan... No, Mr. Zhan!"

Pang Long quickly changed his words.

After all, Zhan Wuque is no longer the little guard he met at the city gate. He is now the deputy commander of the imperial guards and the number one person in the small martial arts monument.

Today is different from the past.

"I just arrived and came to support the border and escort a batch of supplies by the way," Pang Long said, touching the back of his head.

These days he has been staying at the headquarters of the Xiongbatianxia Chamber of Commerce and practicing on Leifeng.

With the ancient body refining technique left to him by Zhan Wuque, his strength has increased rapidly.

In fact, for Pang Long, the so-called improvement of strength only requires constantly stimulating the bloodline of the ancient giant clan in his body.

The reason why Zhan Wuque first gave him the body refining technique was to activate his bloodline.

"How strong are you now?"

Zhan Wuque asked.

"It's almost equivalent to the peak of Wuling."

Pang Long thought for a while.

This speed of improvement is already extremely fast.

Thinking back to the beginning, when he was on the shore of Xizi Lake, Pang Long was not yet Wu Yi's opponent. At that time, Wu Yi was only as strong as the sixth and seventh level of Wu Ling. Now if the two of them fought again, the winner would definitely be Pang Long.

"The bloodline of the ancient giant clan is a special physique."

Zhan Wuque thought in his heart.

After a few simple conversations, Zhan Wuque immediately rushed to the camp where the Bai Zhan King was.

The Hundred War King is still in a coma.

"I'm back."

Zhan Wuque lifted up the curtain and walked in.

"Young Master Zhan, what's the result?"

Everyone looked over.

"Remaining the mission!"

As he said that, he had an extra jade box in his hand.

When I opened it, I saw an old ginseng plant, the eighth-level ginseng king, was lying quietly in the box.

"Great, the marshal is saved!"

The soldiers and generals burst into tears.

Soon, with the help of eighth-level spiritual medicine, and Zhan Wuque's medical skills, the Hundred War King quickly woke up.

"Deputy Commander Zhan, I owe you another life!"

The King of Hundred Battles' voice was solemn.

Before on the battlefield, if Zhan Wuque had not rescued him, he would have died.

Now, Zhan Wuque has found eighth-level spiritual medicine for him to treat him, which is equivalent to saving his life.

"Come on polite Marshal."

Zhan Wuque shook his head slightly and did not take any credit.

"Report!"

"Marson, no, there is a large army coming!"

The spy said loudly.

"What!"

"Prepare for the fight!"

The King of Hundred Battles immediately stood up, but his steps were a little sloppy.

"Wait, Marshal, the other party obviously has bad luck. The marshal is seriously injured and has not healed. We have no combat power at half a step, and we fight rashly, and we are afraid we will suffer a loss."

A veteran advised him.

"With that being said, how can I retreat without fighting?"

"I will lead my troops here in person!"

The King of Hundred Battles said coldly.

He has been in war for a lifetime, and even if he dies in battle, he will never take a step back!

"Report!!"

A spy hurried into the camp.

"Marson, a man in black appeared above the Jiuyou Army, slaughtering Jiuyou soldiers!"

"Men in black? Go out and have a look!"

Everyone immediately left the tent.

They are all warriors with extraordinary eyesight, and Zhan Wuque is able to see the man in black at a glance because of his physical cultivation.

"It's Master No. 19!"

Zhan Wuque frowned because he found that something seemed wrong with the situation of the 19th Master.

His eyes were distracted, leaving only the instinct of killing.

"kill!"

Lao Shijiu let out a low roar, and his whole body emitted a strong demonic energy. All the Jiuyou soldiers who were exposed to the demonic energy fell to the ground in pain and soon turned into dry bones on the ground.

Countless flesh and blood essences were swallowed by Lao Tzu. The injuries in his body were recovering rapidly, and his cultivation was slowly increasing, but his eyes were even more dissipated, and a layer of demonic energy was faintly shrouded.

"He is controlled by the demonic thoughts!"

Zhan Wuque said calmly.

A strong man from Wuzong who is controlled by demonic thoughts and only knows how to massacre is definitely a disaster.

Fortunately, Lao Shijiu has not forgotten that he is from Qingzhou and from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. This is a memory engraved in his bones.

That's why he didn't attack Tang Jun.

"Master, what should I do?"

An Lan said anxiously.

"Wait first," Zhan Wuque seemed very calm.

Lao Shijiu is now red-eyed. His demonic energy covers dozens of miles of radius. Once he enters rashly, he will easily be injured by accident.

The Jiuyou Army, which has always been brave and good at fighting, is now like an ant, and does not even have the power to resist.

The commander of the Jiuyou Army took anger, but he died at the hands of the 19th Lao without even a single move.

"Old nineteen!"

A huge Jiuyou Bird flew over, and a middle-aged man stood on the Jiuyou Bird.

He is one of the three powerful Wusects in Jiuyouzhou who besieged Lao 19 before.

He was the least injured, so when the Jiuyou Emperor was injured and woke up, he rushed to Qingzhou and wanted to take the opportunity to kill the seriously injured Lao Shijiu.

But I didn't expect that I happened to encounter the scene of the 19th Lao massacre of the Jiuyou Army at the border.

"Old nineteen! Go to death!"

The Nine Nether Birds swooped down, and the strong wind blew the demonic energy into scattering.

Lao Shijiu realized the crisis and instinctively took action. The two flew to the sky and fought together.

Seeing that Lao Shijiu left, the remaining soldiers of the Jiuyou Army finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed lingering fear.

Seeing this, the King of Hundred Wars lit up and shouted, "Good opportunity, listen to my order and attack with all your strength!"

"Attack with all your might!"

"kill!"

All the soldiers and generals from Qingzhou, as well as those warriors who came to support and obtained points for killing the Jiuyou Army, rushed to the battlefield.

For a moment, the battlefield was in chaos.
To be continued...