As far as the eye could see, an endless sea of tents appeared.
Even He Yiming, who had seen this spectacular scene for the first time, could guess the origin of these tents.
Here, only where the Western Army was stationed would there be a sea of tents of such a scale.
The quick approach of the 3 of them had attracted the attention of the powerhouses in the tents. Numerous whistles sounded at this moment. Between the figures, it was as if a monstrous wave had been set off in this sea.
Jin Zhanzheng's eyes lit up. He suddenly let out a long whistle and reached out to gently pat his waist. The hidden dragon spear suddenly appeared in his hand silently.
Following that, he took a step forward …
The distance under his feet seemed to have shortened sharply in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Jin Zhanzheng had disappeared in front of He Yiming.
The distance of tens of meters was closed in one step. When he stepped out firmly, he had even surpassed the Western Guest, who was fleeing for his life, and suddenly appeared in front of him.
The Western Guest only felt his vision blur, and he was instantly frightened by Jin Zhanzheng, who had mysteriously appeared not far in front of him.
His heart beat at an unprecedented speed. He pointed at Jin Zhanzheng with both hands, and his eyes revealed indescribable shock and disbelief.
At this critical moment, he had recognized Jin Zhanzheng.
The elusive light-body technique that Jin Zhanzheng used was definitely not something that could be performed by anyone below a Venerable One.
For a moment, his mind buzzed, and only one thought lingered in his mind.
'Jin Zhanzheng — he's already a real Venerable One …'
His heart instantly turned cold, and even his hands and feet seemed to have become weak.
At this moment, when his willpower and resistance fell to the bottom, he saw a light in front of him.
This light pierced out from Jin Zhanzheng's hand like a meteor falling from the sky, but it was also like a strong lightning bolt in a rainstorm. It seemed that from the moment it pierced out, it had crossed the distance between them and pierced through the Western Guest's heart.
The Western Guest lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his chest in a daze. His eyes were filled with confusion. Following that, he fell heavily to the ground. After his body twitched twice, he could no longer get up.
He Yiming had already stopped when Jin Zhanjiang used Ten Thousand Li Leisurely Court.
However, the moment he saw Jin Zhanzheng take out his dragon spear, He Yiming already understood that this western guest who came to provoke him had no chance of surviving.
In fact, with this person's strength, if he hadn't lost his confidence and his will to fight, when he returned to this place, as long as he persisted for a moment, perhaps the result would have been completely different.
However, there weren't so many ifs in this world. Jin Zhanzhong, who was standing beside the corpse with his dragon spear, was the real protagonist at this moment.
The sea of tents seemed to suddenly pause for a moment.
Although most people didn't understand what happened, He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng both looked like Asians, while the guy lying on the ground bleeding and gasping for air was a typical Westerner.
No matter what the reason was, they had chased the Westerners all the way here and killed them before they even got close to the camp. This extremely arrogant way of provocation immediately succeeded in stirring up the crazy blood in all the Westerners' bodies.
Several long howls sounded from all over the place. Corresponding to them were the replies of powerhouses of the same level.
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. These howls were endless, and they were all made by different people.
There were actually so many Innate Stage powerhouses hidden in the sea of tents in the West.
At this moment, He Yiming even suspected that all the Innate Stage powerhouses in the West had come here.
However, the only gratifying thing was that there were no Venerable Stage powerhouses among these howls. Otherwise, He Yiming would have turned around and fled without saying a word.
As he looked around, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Whether it was the unlucky western guest or Jin Zhanzheng, they were extremely bold. They dared to directly attack the other party's lair. They were so fearless that they didn't seem to care that there were Venerable Stage powerhouses in the other party's camp. There must be an agreement that he didn't know about. Otherwise, why would they do such a suicidal thing?
Figures flashed one after another. In just a short moment, dozens of people ran out of the sea of tents as if they were flying.
Judging from the lightness technique that they displayed, even the weakest person had reached the Innate Stage. Among them, the few people in the lead had monstrous momentum. Nonetheless, they maintained a certain distance between them and did not recklessly rush up alone.
This was the effect of Jin Zhanzheng's shocking spear attack just now. With one spear attack, a person was immediately killed, and the other party did not even have the strength to fight back.
Such a powerful display of strength made all the powerful experts feel a sense of fear and trepidation.
Jin Zhanzheng suddenly let out a long howl, and his howl spread far and wide. Facing so many powerhouses that could make one's scalp tingle, he was not afraid at all.
With a shake of the dragon spear in his hand, he immediately picked up the western guest from the ground and flew high toward those people.
Plop …
When the man's corpse fell heavily to the ground, Jin Zhanzheng said loudly, "It's impolite not to return the favor. This person's corpse is yours. Who else has the courage to come out and fight with me?"
Those people stopped and their eyes fell on the corpse on the ground. Most of them had a look of horror and disbelief in their eyes.
It could be seen that they had recognized the origin of this person. A person who could be remembered by so many Innate Stage powerhouses was naturally the kind of outstanding person.
One of the old men quickly rushed forward and arrived in front of the corpse. He picked it up and allowed the remaining blood from the chest wound to flow onto his body, as if it would not stop flowing.
He shouted harshly, as if he was questioning something. Behind him, a few people were explaining something in fear and trepidation.
Although He Yiming couldn't understand what they were saying at all, Jin Zhanzheng was no stranger to their language. The corner of his mouth revealed a disdainful cold smile.
He Yiming asked curiously, "Brother Jin, what are they talking about?"
Jin Zhanzheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "This dead western guest is called Thomas. He's a top powerhouse from a big country in the west. Today, he came to Town Gold City to challenge someone. It's the result of a bet. That old man is Thomas' Senior Brother. He doesn't know about this, so he's a little angry at this moment. "
Sure enough, the old man suddenly leaped up and kicked out several times in the air, sending three of them flying.
Since the three of them were qualified to walk out with the crowd, they were at least Innate Stage powerhouses. However, under the attack of the old man, they didn't dare to fight back at all.
He Yiming secretly shook his head. For the sake of a bet, such an expert had fallen. If he were in that old man's shoes, he would probably even have the heart to kill them.
The old man slowly turned around. His body was overflowing with an extremely strong murderous intent.
This old man had a head of yellow hair. At this moment, he was so furious that his hair was faintly standing on end, making him appear especially ferocious and terrifying. Even those who were on the same side as him looked at him with gazes filled with fear.
"Who are you …" He said fiercely.
He actually spoke the official language of Great Shen. Although it wasn't very standard, He Yiming and the others could understand.
Jin Zhanzheng laughed out loud and said, "Old man, before asking for someone's name, you should introduce yourself first. Don't you even know this?"
The man's eyes were suddenly filled with a fierce blood-red color. His body moved slightly as if he wanted to directly pounce over. However, at this moment, a powerful palm pressed down on his shoulder.
Another old man, who seemed to be about the same age as him, whispered a few words in his ear. The old man took a few hurried breaths, but his feet remained steady.
The new old man took a step forward, raised a hand, and placed it on his shoulder. He bowed slightly to them. Even when they were hostile, he still performed sufficient etiquette. Then, he said slowly, "I'm Tatamu. This is Danny. The one you killed is Thomas. What's your name?"
Tatamu spoke very slowly, almost piecing together every word.
He Yiming felt uncomfortable listening to him, but he was secretly surprised. So far, among the three Western powerhouses he had come into contact with, all of them actually understood the language of Great Shen. Although their speaking speed was not complimentary, it also proved that they had indeed put in a lot of effort before the Eastern Expedition.
Jin Zhanzheng nodded with a face full of smiles and said, "Tatamu, right? I'm Jin Zhanzheng. If any of you want to avenge Thomas, come up."
The dragon spear in his hand trembled slightly, and a huge aura suddenly surged from his body.
Tatamu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a low and powerful voice suddenly sounded from his mouth, "Jin Zhanzheng …"
"Jin Zhanzheng …"
It was not only him, but from the dozens of people, most of them made similar sounds.
Among the people here, of course, it was impossible for everyone to understand the language of Great Shen. However, the name Jin Zhanzheng was not unfamiliar to them.
He Yiming's heart trembled slightly. The voices of these people seemed to contain a trace of unexpected surprise. This kind of performance was really too surprising.
Then, everyone's eyes began to faintly glow.
Tatamu suddenly shouted in a low voice, and immediately, a series of weapons clanging sounded.
Dozens of people actually pulled out their weapons at the same time. In the West, there were no more than a few types of the most popular weapons.
One was a two-handed sword, the other was a soft flower sword made of special materials that could be bent. There were also people who used a combination of a sword and a shield, and a few people were holding a long spear in their hands. Among them, two of the weapons were actually longbows that were almost as tall as a person. After the two of them took out their longbows, not only did they not step forward, but they also took a few steps back and distanced themselves from the crowd. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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