"Walk!"

Zheng Shiyi raised his hand and grabbed Li Chuan and continued to rush forward, rushing far away all the way. Li Chuan seemed to have recovered. Looking at the road ahead, he suddenly said, "Battery Commander... No, the general and the princess left separately on this road."

"Divid apart?" Zheng Shiyi stopped immediately and asked, "Which direction did the general go?"

"The general goes east, the princess goes west. They have just separated for a while." Li Chuan looked around and answered very surely.

"Okay, since that's the case, you're here to wait for the army and then take everyone away from here." Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly but left Li Chuan. The general was already nearby and could find him. He didn't need to take Li Chuan and other people from Tianwei Camp.

I originally brought them with me to join the army, but Li Chuan had already said along the way that after the escape, the general, the princess and Wang Shenji, they are now being chased by the demons.

In this case, it is useless to bring people to Tianwei Camp. If there are too many people, the target will be exposed.

"Go back? Let's go back?" Li Chuan couldn't react for a moment when he heard Zheng Shiyi's words: "Battery Commander, didn't you say that after we go back, we would be treated as deserters?"

"It's different now." Zheng Shiyi comforted: "After going back, you just say that I will rescue the princess and generals, and you were sent back to bring reinforcements. Even if the general punishes you, he will not punish too much."

When Li Chuan heard the sound, a look of joy appeared on his face, but then he looked at Zheng Shiyi with a worried look on his face and said, "But battalion commander, it would be very dangerous if you go to save the princess yourself."

"Princess? Who said I want to save the princess? What is the general? What does the princess' life and death have to do with me? I don't know the princess, so I took me into the Tiger and Leopard Army. I have always taken care of me with the general, not the princess. Okay, you are waiting here, I will go and save the general first."

After Zheng Shiyi finished speaking, he turned around and chased after the general in the direction of leaving.

Wen Tianhe escaped slowly and slowly. Later, he could only use his way forward.

“Huhu…”

Suddenly, a gust of wind came.

Four figures came from four directions at the same time, and appeared in front of Wen Tianhe in a blink of an eye, surrounding him in the middle.

Each of the four demons was wearing a mail unique to the generals, and each of them had a formidable power.

"Wen Tianhe?"

"Only one person!"

"I've been fooled, the princess is not here!"

Looking at Wen Tianhe alone, the three demon generals' faces suddenly became ugly, but one of them showed a smile: "It would be fine if there was no princess, killing Wen Tianhe was also a reward.

Now he has been seriously injured, and it is the best time to kill him."

"Kill me? Just you? I am a dying person. I have made a fortune when I meet you." Wen Tianhe's eyes swept across the four demons, and a deep disdain appeared in his eyes. A terrifying aura surged out from his body. A terrifying pressure instantly enveloped this area of ​​time. The air between heaven and earth seemed to frozen in an instant at this moment.

"not good!"

"The aura of the semi-saint, he still has the power to fight again!"

"Get back!"

The four demon generals felt the terrifying pressure between heaven and earth, and their faces changed drastically, and they turned around and retreated quickly to the distance.

Wen Tianhe looked at the figure who disappeared from sight, shook his body and fell to the ground softly, but a smile appeared on his face. He felt a familiar breath.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the fallen Wen Tianhe from a distance, accelerated again, and appeared beside Wen Tianhe in a blink of an eye, stretched out his hands to support Wen Tianhe's falling body: "General, how are you? General..."

"I can't do it anymore..." Wen Tianhe looked at Zheng Shiyi's young face in front of him, and said with relief: "It's really great to see you before leaving."

"General, no. I have elixirs here, and I also worship Master Qiyao as my master. General I will cure you well. If it doesn't work, we can go back to find the master..." Zheng Shiyi said as he took out a elixir from Qiankun bag and wanted to take it to Wen Tianhe.

"No need. I know my own body myself. I can't do it anymore. Don't waste elixirs anymore. It's just a pity that I can't see you really growing up." Wen Tianhe smiled and waved his hand, looking at Zheng Shiyi with a kind face and said, "Shiyi, do you know why I always admire you so much?"

Because you look like a friend of mine, but now your friend is no longer a friend, and I don’t know how to meet him.”

"General, you can do it. I have a way to help you with a while. I will take you to see your friend." Zheng Shiyi looked at Wen Tianhe who was so weak in front of him that he could hardly feel his heartbeat. A feeling of sadness rose from his heart and spread throughout his body in a blink of an eye.

Since the first meeting, the general has been treating himself very well. At that time, the general helped him fight for the sake of the commander of thousands of men, and then went to Yaowangshan to ask someone to treat his injuries because of him.

The general did not ask for any reward for him, but now, he saw that the general was about to die, but he had no choice.

"I can't see him, I can't see him." Wen Tianhe looked at Zheng Shiyi with a sad face and whispered: "We can meet here again because of fate. Before leaving, I will give you another opportunity."

Wen Tianhe said, his face straightened: "Ten Wings, have you heard of the holy blood bathing? A saint can inject a body of essence and blood into other people's bodies.

Although it cannot improve one's cultivation, it can also help the other party cleanse the marrow and veins. It is an extremely deep foundation. But how can a saint help others bathe in the holy blood?

Before death, the saints will use all means to preserve themselves, hoping to be resurrected in the future by using the methods of heaven. Although no one has done it before, the saints will do it like this.

Although I am not yet saint, my half-saint's body can be regarded as holy blood."

Semi-Saint!

The general is indeed a semi-saint. Before, when he saw the terrifying battlefield, he had already suspected that the general's cultivation level had reached a semi-saint.

But so what about the semi-saint, the general is still going to die.

After Wen Tianhe finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zheng Shiyi without saying anything.

Zheng Shiyi also looked at Wen Tianhe's eyes silent.

He knew what the general meant, and he believed that the general understood what he meant, but the general was still watching him, his expression did not change at all.

"Okay! General, I will bear this body of holy blood!" Zheng Shiyi was silent for a moment. Seeing that General Wen had no intention of changing his mind, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "But I swear, I will avenge the general. General, who hurts you?"

"Very good, this is a real man, a real soldier! The person who hurts me is the Demon Man in Burial, and now he is the cultivation level of the Great Master." Wen Tianhe looked at Zheng Shiyi with an appreciation look.

"Great Master? I swear that no matter how good his cultivation is, even if he improves again, I will definitely cut off his head and pay tribute to the general!" Zheng Shiyi spoke word by word, his voice full of firmness.

"Okay, I believe you. Now, be ready to bathe in the holy blood." Wen Tianhe's expression trembled, and his originally weak body suddenly floated into the air. The moment before, he was like an old man who was about to die, but the next moment, his whole aura changed drastically, as if he had changed a person, like an ancient god descending to the earth.

The majestic and inviolable aura surged out like a torrent of dam breaking, completely covering this space.

Zheng Shiyi took out the Bodhi tree species from Qiankun bag, put them together with his hands and placed them on his chest, slowly closing his eyes.

The next moment, he felt like he was surrounded by countless heat. Although he had his eyes closed, he could see drops of bright red essence and blood floating around his body. Every drop of essence and blood seemed to contain an endless energy.

Drops of essence and blood floated over, as if wrapping him into one world after another. The Bodhi seeds in his hands were bathed in essence and blood, and suddenly a ray of extremely dazzling light shot out, and this world turned into blood red. An indescribable and wonderful feeling rushed straight into his mind.

In a trance, General Wen appeared in front of him. General Wen seemed to have returned to his youthful expression and his body became extremely majestic.

In the void, General Wen raised his hand and slashed it in front of him.

A seemingly random sword fell down, but it gave people an illusion that it was irresistible. The domineering aura was revealed. This sword seemed like a thunderbolt, swift and fierce.

With one sword, the towering mountain in front of me, which was extremely majestic and invisible to see the top of the mountain was cut into two pieces with one sword, but the break in the middle was extremely flat.

After General Wen slashed with one sword, he lifted up the long sword in his hand again and slashed forward again. This sword seemed to have no power, and it blew gently like a breeze blowing on his face.

But with such a sword, the turbulent river in front of me instantly cut into two sections from the middle.

After the second sword, General Wen did not stop at all and raised his sword to slash out again. This sword was extremely slow, and it seemed to be slower than the floating leaves caused by the breeze.

But such a slow knife gives people the illusion that they cannot dodge anyway...

General Wen slashed out one after another, either thunderous, or as ethereal as immortal, or as gentle as water... Each sword is different, but each sword is full of endless mystery.

Zheng Shiyi felt that he had entered a mysterious state, a state that was as if he had experienced it under the Bodhi tree before, but the state in front of him was different. The perception under the Bodhi tree was more of his own perception, but there was a kind of power in front of him invisibly guiding him forward.

In my mind, General Wen's figure gradually dissipated, and slowly, there were figures that had never been seen before. They used their own martial arts one by one, either the Eight Desolate Steps, or the Thunder Strike, or the Earth Demon Barbarian Palm... Later, there were magic martial arts appearing one by one.

Zheng Shiyi kept confirming his martial arts with it.
Chapter completed!