Zhao Yiban had not originally planned to leave. He had already received benefits from Zheng Qiu and had lived here for these days with good food and drink, so he had already developed some feelings for him. However, when this was suddenly pointed out to him, he was suddenly shocked.

Zheng Qiu frowned slightly: "I don't know why Zhao Yiban must stay!"

Lin Changshu casually waved his hand and a spear appeared in his hand: "Miss Long said! I want to see the person alive or the body dead. If you want to blame someone, blame it on you for offending someone you shouldn't have offended!"

Zheng Qiu frowned: "Who did I offend?"

Lin Changshu's voice became unusually cold: "Bai Sha Men disobeyed the exiled immortal, as a disciple of Bai Sha Men you deserve to die!"

All of a sudden, everyone below was in chaos. They stood up and flew away from Wuxian Palace. The old man who called Zheng Qiu "Uncle Master" dismissed everyone around him and stood in the middle of the square with a sword in his hand.

Zheng Qiu's mind was moved, and he looked at Lin Changshu: "So will you kill me first or Zhao Yiban first?"

"One of them is running away too!" Lin Changshu said, and then he waved his hand. The army behind him was divided into three parts, among which a team of six or seven thousand people went to surround and kill Zhao Yiban.

Zheng Qiu looked at the old man below and smiled: "You should go too! This battle is not for the Jindan stage to participate in."

The old man's face turned pale and blue, but he knew that his strength was indeed low and there was nothing he could do. Then he seemed to have made up his mind: "Please take care of yourself."

Just as Lin Changshu was about to stop him, he saw the ferocious shadow of Taowu appear behind Zheng Qiu. His heart suddenly tightened and a sense of threat of death came over him.

Zheng Qiu shook his hands, and two octagonal hammers appeared in his hands. These two hammers were naturally made a few days ago, and they were also multiplied by earth-level magic weapons.

Lin Changshu himself is also a Nascent Soul level powerhouse, and under the vigorous training of the Zhao State, he has reached the level of Nascent Soul Great Perfection. On the other hand, Zheng Qiu, although only at the first level of the Nascent Soul, is not inferior in momentum.

Lin Changshu shouted: "Form a formation!"

More than 3,000 armored soldiers instantly began to form a formation. A bloody murderous aura spread out from the armored soldiers. The bloody murderous aura surged, covering all the armored soldiers, and finally turned into the appearance of a blood-colored dragon.

Lin Changshu stood at the head of the dragon, and the dragon's body completely covered the three thousand soldiers. At this time, the blood-red dragon was like a large ship, and the soldiers in it were like sailors constantly waving their weapons to control the dragon's body. Lin Changshu was like a helmsman constantly waving the halberd in his hand to direct the soldiers' movements.

Zheng Qiu felt a faint sense of oppression but did not say anything. Just as he was about to activate his Red Fire Body, a consciousness called desire came from the shadow of Taowu behind him.

Taowu's fierce fire was originally evil, and when it encountered the blood evil energy, it felt like two tigers fighting each other. The blood dragon also kept roaring, as if it was generating endless greed for Taowu's origin.

Zheng Qiu understood what was going on, and with the two hammers in his hands attached with the purple fierce fire of Taowu, he smashed heavily on the blood dragon's head in an instant.

The hammer immediately caused flying sand and rocks, and the violent spiritual power instantly blew up the trees dozens of meters high. The armored soldiers who besieged Zhao Yiban were not able to form a military formation and were swept away by the strong wind. Although Zhao Yiban was not affected, he looked at Zheng Qiu with horror.

Zheng Qiu took a step back and returned to his original position. The blood dragon began to twist wildly. Lin Changshu led the soldiers in the army and began to attack. The blood dragon's horn pierced Zheng Qiu's body.

Seeing that the unicorn horn was about to pierce Zheng Qiu, he did not retreat but advanced, turned around to avoid the dragon's head, then leaped up and started running on the blood dragon's body.

The Jiaolong is also a mythical beast with scales. As long as there are scales, there will be reverse scales. The reverse scales are the flaws of this military formation. Zheng Qiu ran frantically on the dragon's body, taking advantage of the inflexible nature of the military formation, preparing to defeat it with the least amount of force.

But how could Lin Changshu let Zheng Qiu get his wish?

The whole person rose from the ground and stood at the position of the dragon's head. He swung the halberd in his hand and the dragon's head turned directly. A burst of light spread out, and a scarlet dragon breath spurted out from the blood dragon in the air.

The dragon's breath was like strong acid, and wherever it touched, a hissing sound came out.

When this dragon breath sprayed onto the dragon's scales, it turned into scarlet blood and slowly dripped down.

Zheng Qiu couldn't dodge in time and the corner of his clothes was scratched by the dragon's breath and a large piece of it was corroded instantly. Zheng Qiu used his spiritual energy to shatter the clothes, and his red fire body was activated. The fierce fire of Taowu turned into a flaming coat that wrapped Zheng Qiu in it.

While running, Lin Changshu threw the sledgehammer in his hand into the dragon's mouth, and sneered. The dragon's head moved slightly and dodged the attack.

The dragon changed its formation again, and the scales on its entire body stood up instantly, making it difficult for Zheng Qiu to stand and find the location of the scales. Zheng Qiu flew into the air, and then grabbed a faint light with purple flames and flew into his hand.

Zheng Qiu held the hammer with both hands and slammed it upwards. Unexpectedly, this blow actually tore off the dragon's standing scales. Lin Changshu's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect Zheng Qiu's strength to reach this level. He thought it would be enough to hide the position of the reverse scales, but he didn't expect that the standing dragon scales would be torn apart.

Lin Changshu hurriedly changed the formation again. The dragon rose from the ground, and then its scales closed again. The dragon suddenly turned its head, and streams of bloody evil energy turned into blood nails that surrounded the dragon.

A fierce look came out of Lin Changshu's eyes, and a burst of blood suddenly appeared around Zheng Qiu, and the blood surrounded Zheng Qiu in an instant. The blood nails seemed to sense something and stabbed Zheng Qiu like a light arrow. In a breath, Zheng Qiu was surrounded by blood nails, like a hedgehog. Although the red fire body resisted some of the damage, countless blood nails still pierced into Zheng Qiu's body. A blood evil force ran back and forth in Zheng Qiu's meridians, making him unable to move.

Afterwards, the dragon took off again, circling in the sky. Dark clouds surged between heaven and earth, and suddenly there was a burst of lightning in the sky.

A sense of crisis appeared in Zheng Qiu's heart. Lightning flashes kept intertwining and entangled. A thunder halberd fell from the sky. Endless thunder pressed down with the power to cut through the sky.

Zheng Qiu used his spiritual power to communicate with Wuxian Palace without thinking.

Instantly, the Thunder Halberd and the head of the golden bird touched each other, and the vast thunder disappeared in an instant, and the cloudless sky dissipated. Zheng Qiu sneered: "You actually let your son beat his mother, you really have a bad taste!"

Lin Changshu's face changed. For some reason, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He knew that once the army's thunderous formation collapsed, his situation would be hopeless.

Zheng Qiu looked at Lin Changshu, who looked ashen, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Logically, you don't have to answer every question, but why? Give me an answer!"

Lin Changshu had a stern expression, and when Zheng Qiu finished speaking, he suddenly let out a long breath.

"Because I am from Zhao! I have no ability! I have exhausted my life's efforts to get to where I am today. It has not been easy for me to get to where I am today from a small rural boy. I don't know if this is right. On one hand, I am loyal to the country, my faith, and on the other hand, it is where I live and my life. I don't know how to choose. What do you think I should choose?"

Zheng Qiu looked at the decadent Lin Changshu and fell into deep thought. He had always been thinking from the perspective of heaven. The enemy Zheng Qiu had to face was also very pure, that is, the invaders! All invaders were his enemies. When faith and life conflicted, it was difficult for him to make a correct choice.

"I don't know either! I'm lucky that faith and life are on the same side. Go ahead! It's hard to achieve your goal with me around. You can have more time to think about this problem!"

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