The Shen Gong team under the jurisdiction of Ying Wubing has returned to Yanmen Pass.

Now that Ying Wubing has become a Thousand Cavalry Commander, he plans to transform the other five hundred masters he will soon control into the Divine Bow Team.

As for the training of being trapped in the camp, it is better to put it aside later.

He has carefully studied the training methods of being trapped in the camp, and must have a large amount of Qi and Blood Pills or Qi-Yielding Pills, or even more advanced pills.

Without the investment of a large amount of elixirs, it would be impossible to develop the kind of willpower to be trapped in a camp for ten or eight years.

Now that Ying Wuyi has limited funds, he can only choose to train the Shen Gong team first.

But plans never change quickly, and Ying Wubing is still thinking about how to train the team. Over at Black Ice Platform, Black General Three has sent a message, asking him to report to the capital immediately in the near future.

Ying Wubing was caught off guard by this order. He was planning to turn the Shen Gong Team into his direct line unit, but he didn't know that he would be transferred out of the unit so quickly.

But the thought of returning to the capital and seeing Qinghan right away made my heart feel hot again.

This is fine, since my status is low anyway, and the lofty throne is out of reach.

It is better to be a happy prince with peace of mind, work hard to improve your cultivation, and have the power to protect yourself as much as possible.

It doesn’t matter whether you sit in this position or not!

He went to report the situation to Yue Fangjie, the commander-in-chief of the Right Army. Yue Fangjie obviously got the news. He did not show any surprise and just congratulated him.

I also paid a visit to the county governor's brother-in-law. However, he was busy with official duties, so I only took the time to see him for a few minutes and then served tea to see him off.

Then he said goodbye to his original five hundred officers and soldiers. Fortunately, drinking was not allowed in the military camp, otherwise Ying Wubing would have been doomed to get drunk.

A man and a horse left the south gate of Yanmen Pass.

Looking back at the tall city wall, he waved towards Yanmen Pass, then rode straight towards the capital.

Fenglingdu is an important ferry located on the north bank of the Yellow River. It is a necessary road from Yanmen Pass to the capital.

The Yellow River in the Great Qin Empire was several times larger than the Yellow River in Blue Star in Ying Wuyi's memory. The width of the river alone was about ten miles.

It is more than 30,000 miles long, running across the entire Great Qin Empire from east to west. It divides the northern part of the Great Qin Empire into two.

It was noon when Ying Wubing arrived at Fenglingdu.

Next to the ferry, a small restaurant opened. There were only three or five tables inside, and six or seven people were sparsely seated.

As soon as Ying Wubing walked into the restaurant, he felt something was wrong.

The six or seven people who were eating inside all looked at him. There was a relieved expression on their faces, as if they were waiting for him.

Just as Ying Wubing was about to exit the restaurant, he found that two people were already following him, blocking his escape route.

Seeing this, Ying Wubing had no choice but to take it as he came, and slowly walked into the restaurant.

After finding a random table and sitting down, I immediately used the system to scan and detect the person leading the room.

This man was wearing a purple brocade robe, with a face like a crown of jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked like someone who had been in a high position for a long time. He was sitting on a seat by the window, with his back to the window and his face to the door of the restaurant.

There were five or six people around him, distributed on both sides of him, as if guarding him.

There is a system detection sound of "ding".

"Shigu Lan, Thunder Sword, cultivation level: third level of War Saint, skills: Thunder Sword Mastery/Thunder Palm Mastery/Sword Step Mastery."

Ying Wuyi's heart sank, he turned out to be a master of the third level of War Saint. With his current level, he might not be able to defeat the opponent in more than three moves.

After scanning again, there was a deputy-looking figure sitting next to him.

"Feng Guangzheng, the Ultimate Sword, cultivation level: War Saint 1st Stage, skill: Ultimate Sword Technique/Proficient in Xuanyin Kung Fu."

He is also a master of war saint who specializes in swordsmanship, and the two of them are strong and soft. I am afraid they often act together, so their cooperation must be very tacit.

The remaining few people, all masters of the general realm, sealed the area around the restaurant tightly.

Ying Wuyi made a prompt decision and immediately opened the mall exchange system. He spent 20,000 taels of gold and exchanged it for a master of the fifth level of War Saint.

It's just that the master of system exchange still needs about three minutes to arrive at the battlefield, so he still needs to delay for a while.

But the other party didn't seem to want to waste time, and the man in the purple brocade robe at the head's eyes moved.

The masters of the ninth level of the General Realm on both sides drew their weapons and charged at Ying Wubing at the same time.

These people didn't even say anything about the situation, and were ready to directly put Ying Wuyi to death.

Ying Wubing didn't use Xiao Li's flying knife, he just pulled out the Heavenly Sword and fought with these two men.

At this time, Ying Wubing's external cultivation level was only the fifth level of the martial arts master realm.

Although the group of people on the opposite side had already investigated Ying Wubing's information, they knew that Ying Wubing had killed a master of the sixth level of the Warrior Realm.

However, the two men who took action were both masters of the ninth level of the general realm, and they did not take Ying Wuyi seriously at all.

Ying Wuyi was so happy that he did not confront the opponent head-on. He just used the magical move of Dugu Nine Swords and fought with the two.

"What kind of swordsmanship does Prince One Hundred and Twenty-Two use? It's so magical. With a fifth-level martial artist, he can actually compete with Zhao Jia and the others for so long!"

Feng Guangzheng, who was sitting next to him, whispered to the leader Lan Shigu.

Lan Shigu shook his head and said that he had never seen it before.

"Let the other people go and capture them alive. If we can force out this swordsmanship, our swordsmanship will definitely reach a higher level!"

Lan Shigu ordered in a low voice. Feng Guangzheng nodded, showing understanding. He turned his head and whispered a few instructions.

All the remaining people drew their weapons and started to kill Ying Wubing. Most of these people were actually masters of swordsmanship.

Ying Wubing's consciousness had already sensed the arrival of the fifth-level master of the Battle Saint Realm, and he felt confident.

Yitian Sword's sword moves changed, and he swung the sword several times in a row. All the weapons on the opponent's side were cut off by Ying Wubing.

"What a magic weapon!" Master Lan Gu Huoran stood up from his seat, showing an expression of surprise and joy.

But what followed was several screams, and it was seen that three of the seven people who were besieging had been struck by swords and died.

Lan Shigu was furious. With so many people on his side, the other party actually killed two of them.

Just as he was about to take action personally, he suddenly felt a powerful momentum coming towards him.

At some point, an old man with white hair suddenly appeared in the room. The old man just stood there quietly, which brought him huge pressure.

Lan Shigu, a master above the level of War Saint, immediately came to a conclusion.

His back immediately soaked with cold sweat. How could this one hundred and twenty-two prince be protected by such a powerful expert?

The information I got was that the one hundred and twenty-second prince was traveling alone.

At that time, I thought that sending so many of my own people to take action was killing a chicken with a knife. Who would have thought that it would be an egg that hit a rock.
Chapter completed!