Huang Yuchen looked at the white-clothed scholar quietly. At this moment, he was standing in front of a group of soldiers, slowly paced, slowly dancing the folding fan in his hand, looking relaxed and comfortable. Huang Yuchen smiled slightly and said, "You are joking, I have no ability, and I really cannot join your grand career." As he said that, his hand holding the big knife tightened again.

His whole body's fighting spirit has dried up. Facing so many enemy troops, he is facing head-on, and he will die without life. At this moment, Zhan Pengfei is not better than Huang Yuchen. Not only is his fighting spirit dry up, but he just slashed desperately in the illusion, and he also used almost the same strength in his whole body. Now he is standing behind Huang Yuchen, panting.

Looking around, all the access roads were surrounded by the enemy. If they wanted to break through, it would be difficult for them to reach the sky with their current state. Moreover, there was a white-clothed scholar who was unknown.

Huang Yuchen sighed in his heart, this time, I'm afraid he's really going to fall into this place.

The white-clothed scholar paced left and right, smiling, as if he knew how Huang Yuchen would answer, and was not angry or annoyed, and said softly, "You guys don't rush to answer first. Look at the left and right, do you two have any chance of escaping?"

Huang Yuchen smiled and shook his head slightly.

Zhan Pengfei was panting and held the sword tightly in his hand. Such a situation should be lifeless. Once he took action, the enemy troops around him would rush in. Without a moment, the two of them would die. But at this moment, Zhan Pengfei's heart was filled with fighting spirit. If he wanted him to surrender, it would be impossible.

"Since there is no way out, why should you choose a dead end?" The white-clothed scholar stopped and said to Huang Yuchen lightly, "You have a high-level cultivation and proficient formations and talismans. You are a rare talent. If you die here, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"If you are dead or not, let it be with the will of heaven." Huang Yuchen smiled faintly, and in his heart, there was no word for surrender.

"Demon, don't talk nonsense! I'm here, I'm going to kill and cut, come quickly, I'm so silly, I really don't like you." Zhan Pengfei saw that the white-clothed scholar had been trying to persuade the two of them to surrender, and he couldn't help but feel angry. He pointed the long sword at the white-clothed scholar and shouted loudly.

The scribe in white grinned and ignored Zhan Pengfei. In his eyes, Zhan Pengfei was already in his pocket and could be killed at any time. But Huang Yuchen was different. He was proficient in formation talismans, and his cultivation was a little higher than Zhan Pengfei. It is still unknown whether he still had a trump card.

After a while, the scholar in white clothes saw that Huang Yuchen and Pengfei had no intention of talking, so he couldn't help but put away his smile.

"I arranged the formation to trap you and the two of you. From the moment you came out, you will lure you step by step, and eventually put you and the two of you in a siege, not to kill you directly." The white-clothed scholar squinted his eyes and said softly, "As soon as you came out, every move is under my control. If it weren't for the sage, would you think you could survive until now?"

Huang Yuchen's ancient well Wubo did not react at all because of the words said by the scholar in white. Zhan Pengfei sneered and did not take the words of the scholar in white seriously.

"I don't know the cave you hid before?" The white-clothed scribe continued, "Even if the hiding places of your remaining power are in my control, if I want, I can uproot them immediately. If you don't believe it, let's try it."

"You don't have to make a spurt for me." Zhan Pengfei smiled and said, "I came out to attract your attention. Now the purpose has been achieved, and we can't control anything else."

Huang Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the scholar in white. He didn't know whether this person's words were true or not. There was no flaw in the face of the scholar in white. But this sentence made him feel a little rippled in his heart, who was in a vulnerable state.

He may not care about anything else, but Li Zhong, he cares very much.

"It's useless to say more." Zhan Pengfei said loudly, "It's impossible for us to surrender now. I don't think you really want us to surrender. It's just that the soldiers surrounding us have low cultivation and are afraid of rushing forward together. We will be hit hard by death and suffer heavy casualties." As he said that, Zhan Pengfei looked around and looked at the enemy soldiers surrounded the two, laughing, and said, "A group of mobs, those who are brave, come up now!"

The scholar in white didn't say anything, but just glanced at Zhan Pengfei indifferently, then turned his gaze to Huang Yuchen. Huang Yuchen stood quietly at this moment, without any movement, nor was he trying to speak. The scholar in white sighed softly, grabbed the folding fan, and patted his hands twice.

Suddenly, the enemy camp separated and a path was revealed. Several enemy soldiers seemed to be pressing against two people and rushed straight outside.

When he walked to the front, Huang Yuchen looked closely. The person being suppressed was wearing obvious black armor, with blood stains on the armor. The two of them looked snow-white, and there was blood hanging on the corners of their mouths. They were tied up and threw them directly at the feet of the scholar in white.

The enemy soldiers threw the two of them to the ground and pulled out the sword from their waists, standing quietly on the necks of the two.

Huang Yuchen did not know these two people, and had never talked about them before, but Zhan Pengfei, who was behind him, became obviously heavy after seeing these two people. He frowned and looked ahead, his eyes were filled with anger, as if he was about to gush out.

"General, do you recognize these two?" The scribe in white walked forward and pulled one of them up, letting his face forward so that Zhan Pengfei could see clearly.

A snow-white face, white face, and a faint scar on the man's right face. At this moment, his eyes were closed and his breath was weak.

Zhan Pengfei gritted his teeth and looked at the white-clothed scholar. Although he knew why this person was like this, his anger could not be suppressed and was about to gush out.

"General...General..." At this moment, another black-armored sergeant lying on the ground struggled to get up and looked forward. Seeing Zhan Pengfei, his eyes showed a glimmer of surprise, but his breath was also weak, and his voice was almost inaudible.

Zhan Pengfei didn't say anything, looked at the soldier lying on the ground and nodded slightly. When the man saw Zhan Pengfei nodding, he showed a gratified smile on his face, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he lay on the ground again.

"These two." Seeing Zhan Pengfei's appearance, the sergeant in white threw the black armored sergeant in his hand to the ground. The sergeant's sword behind him immediately put it on the neck of the man. The sergeant in white continued, "It was someone who had not died in the previous battle. I thought it would be useful in the future, so I saved his two lives." As he said that, the sergeant looked at Zhan Pengfei and smiled and said, "General, do you recognize these two people?"

Zhan Pengfei didn't say anything. At this moment, the blood in his chest was rolling, his anger was burning, and there were signs of being unable to suppress it.

Of course he knew these two people. In this operation, Li Hui and him were the chief and deputy leaders. These two people were the direct soldiers who brought them into the army and participated in the mission together. Seeing them at this moment, Zhan Pengfei was feeling uncomfortable, but he also knew in his heart that the two subordinates must have died and no life.

Huang Yuchen turned around, looked at Zhan Pengfei, and made a gesture to him, indicating that he should not be impatient. Zhan Pengfei saw him and nodded slightly. He understood Huang Yuchen's meaning, but some things could not be held back.

"What? The general is so cold-blooded? Are you indifferent when you see your subordinates dying for death?" Seeing that Zhan Pengfei did not make any moves, the scholar in white smiled slightly and waved his hand gently.

With a "puff" sound, the sergeant behind him raised his sword and stabbed the long sword directly into the neck of a black-armored sergeant. The man was still in a coma and died of a life of death. Blood immediately gushed out, dyeing the green grass red.

This knife seemed to be slashing Zhan Pengfei's heart. He widened his eyes, clenched his steel teeth, looked at the white-clothed scholar, without saying a word, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, and trembling all over.

The white-clothed scholar forced the two of them to take action. Once they took action, they would reveal flaws and he could easily subdue them. Zhan Pengfei and Huang Yuchen both understood this, but at this moment, the white-clothed scholar killed his subordinates in front of Zhan Pengfei. This move was extremely vicious and directly hit Zhan Pengfei's weakness. At this moment, he could no longer bear it.

"General, don't worry about me, kill..." Another black-armored soldier, who was still awake, knew that he had set his way out of the way, raised his head desperately, looked at Zhan Pengfei, shouted, but felt that his monkey's head was cold, his whole body's strength quickly disappeared, and the darkness came, but he didn't say anything afterwards.

"Dan your mother!!!!" Zhan Pengfei could no longer bear it. He held a long knife and ran up in a steadily manner, heading straight for the white-clothed scholar.

Seeing this, Huang Yuchen hurriedly reached out to grab Zhan Pengfei, but grabbed the sky. He couldn't help but be angry, but now that things have come to this, he also picked up the big sword and rushed towards him.

When the scholar in white saw the two of them rushing towards him, he immediately smiled. No matter how vicious this move was, he finally forced the two to take action. Once he took action, he had a way to subdue them.

"Huh!" A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhan Pengfei had already reached the side of the scholar in white, and then slashed the sword. Seeing this, the scholar in white light gently dodged to the side, danced lightly with his folding fan in his hand, gently touching Zhan Pengfei's shoulder. A light blue light flashed and quickly penetrated into Zhan Pengfei's body.

Zhan Pengfei suddenly stood there, his whole body trembled, and the moment before Huang Yuchen arrived, he fell straight behind him.

Seeing this, Huang Yuchen was shocked and hurriedly took two steps forward and held Zhan Pengfei's body. He looked down and saw Zhan Pengfei's eyes straight and his whole body was stiff. He didn't know what magic he had been hit. He was unable to move at this moment, his whole body trembled, and a terrifying "clog" sound came from his throat.

Seeing this, Huang Yuchen immediately portrayed a talisman in front of Zhan Pengfei's chest and suddenly rushed into Zhan Pengfei's body. The moment the talisman was hit, Zhan Pengfei's whole body softened, fell into Huang Yuchen's arms, and fainted.

Huang Yuchen put Zhan Pengfei on the ground, and just now he injected a talisman, breaking the magic of the white-clothed scholar. At this moment, Zhan Pengfei was just fainted and had no worries about his life.

"Da green..." Huang Yuchen stood up, looked at the white-clothed scholar in front of him lightly, and his mind was running quickly.

"So...you practiced this."
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