At this time, the general of the Zhao family was trading with Zheng Jingnan. Both sides were actually a little nervous, afraid that they would be cheated or not keep their word.

What was even more nervous was Yan Zidan. He didn't know when the Zhao family would kill him. Maybe he would take him back and talk about it, or maybe he would cut his throat with a sword the next moment.

Or maybe the Zhao family would plunder him because he was a totem master. Among the seven earthly marquis, the Yan family's totem technique has the strongest power, and it should be said that it is the strongest force behind the two holy places and dynasties. As the Yan family's totem master, it has the value of being plundered in this way, and then was tortured from the Yan family's totem technique's secret cultivation method.

But no matter whether it is death or life, the ending is not wonderful.

Just when they were nervous, a kind of auditory hallucination seemed to appear in their ears. It seemed like the sound of thousands of troops galloping together, but the rhythm was extremely neat, and only the roar was left in their ears.

Everyone turned their heads in horror and looked south. They saw a mysterious team of men and horses lined up in a neat formation and sprinted here with an amazing speed!

There was no roar and shouting, only the dull sound of the warriors stepping on the ground, which became more and more depressing and terrifying in the darkness. Moreover, from the speed of those warriors, it can be seen that this is definitely a group of extremely powerful troops. If a low-level soul cultivator is not even able to control such violent and brave warriors.

At the same time, the 28 people on the battle cavalry blossomed with dark soul rays. Although it was late at night, it could be seen at least under the moonlight that the color of these soul rays was deep and they should be high-level soul cultivators!

The first to speak out in panic was the masters of the Zhao family—

"High-level soul cultivator team!"

"How could this level, this number of teams appear here!"

"All 28! Oh my god, 28... Could it be that crazy Qin Zheng and his 27th cavalry general? It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!"

It can be said that the reputation of Qin Zheng and the twenty-seven cavalry generals is like a spell, a ghost that envelopes the hearts of all senior soldiers of the Zhao family. Any Zhao family soldier who participated in the Qin-Zhao war that year would tremble when he heard this name.

Not only the soldiers of the Zhao family were worried, but the soldiers of the Zheng family were actually also afraid. The names of the 27 cavalry generals of Qin Zheng were not only the Zhao family, but also the princes of the Qianyuan world, as well as the demon forces that once had an enemy of the Qin Dynasty.

Zheng Jingnan couldn't help but exclaim: "Hao Qin Hou and the others are back? Or... no, the guy who took the lead seems to be Qin Zheng's son Qin Yang!"

During the battle for the Royal City Earth List, he had watched it many times, but as the distance narrowed, he finally recognized it. But even after recognizing it, he was not at all relaxed. After all, the overall strength of the 28 people on the other side was too strong.

From this moment on, Qin Yang seemed to have inherited the name of his father, and once again led a high-ranking soul cultivation team with a number of 27 to gallop on the Qin and Zhao battlefield with an astonishing historical coincidence.

"Defense! Defense!" The general of the Zhao family finally came to his senses and roared in horror. When Zheng Jingnan saw this, he even slapped his horse and ran away in another direction. As for the soul cultivators and soldiers behind him, they would not help the Zhao family's army fight.

Yan Zidan was a little stupidly tied to the horse's back, waiting for fate to trick him on him again.

After only a few dozen breaths, Qin Yang brought the twenty-seven reincarnation warriors to kill. Facing the Zhao family warriors with almost the same number of people, it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. Every time the sword was raised and fell, blood would fly.

Before Yan Zidan came to his senses, he found that the Zhao family soldiers around him had fallen to the ground, and a large group of soul-level warriors died in an instant. This speed made him a little suffocated. You must know that before that, in order to deal with the "powerful" teams of the Zhao family, he almost fought to the point of almost despair with the soldiers guarding the city.

Twenty-seven reincarnation warriors continued to chase and kill, while Qin Yang stayed in place. He looked at Yan Zi Dan, and then the sword in Qin Yang's hand swung down, and the solid wild bull tendons tied behind Yan Zi Dan instantly collapsed.

Yan Zidan rubbed his wrists that were almost strangled into the bones, and felt that everything in front of him seemed not very real: "Young Master, thank you... thank you."

Qin Yang smiled and yawned: "At least, I didn't know each other without fighting, so you have to be polite. Also, don't thank me so early, after all, I came as a 'conqueror'."

Conqueror? Swallow Dan is a little confused.

Qin Yang smiled and looked at the dark Jincheng not far away. This city was like a giant beast in the dark, waiting for the new owner to control it.

"I want this Jincheng." Qin Yang said, "I don't think you're too concerned, right?"

It was clearly a city occupied by Yanzidan, but after taking it over, he insisted that others would not mind.

But Yan Zidan also knew that this Jincheng could not belong to him at all. And if the Zhao army had not been besieged like an iron barrel, in fact, he had abandoned the city yesterday and fled. He did not leave, just because there was no way out.

Yan Zidan smiled bitterly and shook her head: "So what if you mind. And if it weren't for the young master, I'm afraid I've become the ghost under the sword of the Zhao family now. Even..."

He looked back at Jincheng and sighed: "Even the nearly ten Yan family soul cultivators who stayed inside, as well as hundreds of warriors in the True Yuan realm, would be slaughtered by the Zhao family and the demon clan. It is undeniable that you saved our lives."

"Just be open-minded, haha!" Qin Yang smiled and waited for the twenty-seven soldiers to return. They did not pursue it for a long time. After all, there were also large groups of people from the Zhao family and the demon clan outside. It was inappropriate to go deep into the army just to chase the Zheng family and even leave Qin Yang here for a long time.

After returning, the twenty-seven soldiers instantly formed neat formations. The moonlight fell on their silver masks, making them strange and cold.

Yan Lisong clasped his fists and said, "Young Master, when he was chasing him, he killed most of the enemy. However, due to the blocking of most of the opponent's troops, Zheng Jingnan and several soul cultivators were able to escape. The Young Master was alone here, and the capture of Jincheng was of great importance. His subordinates and others dared not continue to chase him."

Qin Yang nodded: "It's a pity that he is lucky. The Zheng family is still the culprit who killed Ying Qing's grandfather... At this time, I'm afraid that the Zhao family and the demon clan's team have arrived, so let's go into the city!"

When the "Stat Saint" Xiao Ziyi was seriously injured. After her strength declined, she was killed by the masters of the Zheng Hou's Mansion. It was a group of mice that killed a sick cat. Xiao Yingqing had always been resentful about this, and Qin Yang of course wanted to help Xiao Yingqing resolve this hatred. However, today, Zheng Jingnan was lucky.
Chapter completed!