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Old Freak Qiu, after the dust settled, his clothes were revealed. It was a good thing that he had already activated his defense, otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would still be stripped of his skin.

"Brat, you are courting death!" Old Freak Qiu was thoroughly infuriated. After so many years, he had only suffered a small loss at the hands of Shen Wei Zun. He had never been in such a sorry state before.

Seeing that it was Old Freak Qiu who was attacking again, Wen Zheng's eyes narrowed, but he still stood there. When Old Freak Qiu was just a bit away from him, Wen Zheng's hand flashed with a black light and an ordinary sword appeared.

"You, what kind of sword is this!" With his current strength, forget about a mortal weapon, even those Rogue Immortals' weapons might not be able to harm him.

"Demon Soul Sword, have you heard of it?" Wen Zheng whispered in his ear.

"Ah, demon. Demons. A treasure, the Demon Soul Sword? " As he opened and closed his mouth, large mouthfuls of fresh blood flowed out from it.

"That's right!" Wen Zheng said with a smile.

Ah!" With an 'Ah!', before Old Freak Qiu lost his life, he suddenly remembered that the Demon Soul Sword could only be used by the Devil Ancestor. It seemed that he had made use of his old age to make a fool of himself. But it doesn't matter. The person is dead, so why do you care?

Old Freak Qiu slowly collapsed onto the ground. Wen Zheng's palm slapped onto his skull, and with a tug, an illusory soul appeared.

"I beg you, don't kill me!" At this point, without the support of his physical body, Old Freak Qiu no longer had any internal energy.

"That won't do. I must let you know the consequences of offending me!" After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he squeezed his hands together under Old Freak Qiu's despairing gaze. "Explode!"

Old Man Qiu's soul exploded into nothingness along with Wen Zheng. It was only at the end of his life that he understood the terrifying identity of the young man whom he had used his seniority to bully in front of him. One had to know, it didn't matter if a person's physical body was destroyed, but for those with high cultivation, they could go find another physical body, and for those with a low cultivation, they could also go back to the River of Forgetfulness to reincarnate and become a new person. But, once a person lost their soul, there would be no existence of that person in time!

To his friends, he was as passionate as water. He never cared about what his brother said about him, or beat him, or scolded him, or made him his brother. He could die, or shatter his bones! When facing enemies or people who tried to provoke him, he could use any means at his disposal to shatter their bodies and make them disappear forever. This was Wen Zheng!

"Hu!" He thought to himself that if he hadn't surrendered in the first place, or had continued fighting while he was fighting, he would have ended up like this Old Freak Qiu. Shen Civilization was a hot-blooded youth who was not afraid of death. However, death did not mean that he was not afraid of death. He could still be reincarnated, but he would still be a hero 18 years later.

At this moment, Wen Zheng's body was emitting a rarely seen domineering aura. The pressure caused the soldiers on the tower to be unable to breathe. One by one, they knelt down before Wen Zheng, not daring to look up. Actually, Wen Zheng had purposely sent out this message. Otherwise, how could Guo Chen be fine? He had a plan in his mind. The reason why most of the people in Lin Zhou City submitted to him was because of Shen Mang. Wen Zheng did not want his soldiers to disobey him and submit to the general.

"Phew!" There should be no more objections, right? " Wen Zheng slowly retracted his domineering aura and said.

Seeing that no one said anything, Wen Zheng nodded his head in satisfaction. He said to Shen Civilization, "Brother, go back. You'll just have to guard Lin Zhou well. When I take down Luoyang, you'll be the Prince!" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, not allowing Shen Mang to see him out of the city. He then walked with Guo Chen, Wang Yun, and the rest of the group.

"Respectfully sending off your highness!" The soldiers of Lin Province simultaneously let out deafening cries. Wen Zheng was very satisfied and smiled towards the city gate tower. Riding.

Wen Zheng was the first to persuade the troops to surrender. If they didn't surrender, Wen Zheng would force an attack on them, not only against the prefectures, but also against those who were the kings of the mountains. When some of the rich and poor men heard that Wen Zheng's troops were at the foot of the mountain, they wouldn't resist them, and so they smoothly surrendered to Wen Zheng. And those who were like Huo Changbiao, Wen Zheng didn't want them to surrender.

When Wen Zheng went there, he brought back nearly thirty thousand soldiers, but now he had brought back nearly eighty thousand. However, Wen Zheng was a bit dissatisfied with these soldiers, even though they had fought valiantly, they had not yet reached the level of strength that Wen Zheng had in mind. It could even be said that they had not reached even one percent yet, which gave Wen Zheng a headache. Although he had thousands of years of memories, he had to train an extremely large army. Only now did he feel that although he had a few experts on his side, it was far from enough. He could say that he didn't have any of those unique skills. He had to find someone who could train a strong army to train these soldiers.

While he was thinking about this, Wen Zheng didn't linger in Ji Province for long. From the 80,000 people he brought back, he allocated 30,000 to Ji Province and took 50,000 to Cao Zhou.

Before he could exit the city, Wen Zheng could hear the cheers of the soldiers on top of the city gate tower. The one who was shouting at the top of the city gate tower was none other than Lei Ming. As mentioned previously, Lei Ming was captured by King Changping and his life was in danger. Wen Zheng had killed King Changping, so naturally, Lei Ming was saved, but when Wen Zheng arrived at the prison, he could no longer recognize Lei Ming and was beaten into a bloody mess. Wen Zheng almost knelt down, but considering his status, he could only bow to Lei Ming. After saving Lei Ming, he had been recovering from his injuries the entire time, but he was beaten up pretty badly, so it was not good for him to recover from his internal injuries in a short time, and when Wen Zheng set off, he gradually recovered. Therefore, Wen Zheng had asked him to temporarily defend Cao Zhou City, and for this reason, Lei Ming even got Wen Zheng to argue a lot with him about why he wasn't allowed to go with him to exterminate bandits. These brothers of his were carefully made friends with him by using their lives. Moreover, Lei Ming had led Wen Zheng since a young age, so Wen Zheng's feelings for him were even more intimate than if he were his own brother Wen Wu.

"Brother, you're finally back! Haha, NND, rich, rich!" After that, he saw the cars behind Wen Zheng. Naturally, he knew what this car was; seeing Lei Ming, who had pulled so many cars into a remote part of Cao Zhou City, how could he not be happy?