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"Xie Jingwen, you bastard! Traitor, who told you to save Li Guangling! Do you want to die? " The eyes of War God Wu Ke spewed fire. He couldn't wait to ignite the opponent with fire. Who would go and save Li Guangling? Wasn't that just courting death?

Xie Jingwen rolled his eyes and looked at him innocently, "Weren't you the one who asked me to save him? Have you forgotten? "Think again!"

"Did I?" Wu Ke was also a bit confused when he saw the innocent look on the other party's face. He realized that he had said the wrong thing just now. As he slowly recalled the scene, his face suddenly changed as if he understood something. He rolled his eyes and shouted, "I don't care. You saved him. What do you want to do? Li Guangling was a person that could not be allowed to live! "If he does not die, Yangzhou will be thrown into chaos!"

Xie Jingwen's eyes flashed with a sharp glint. He knew that the other side had already begun suspecting him. That's right, Li Guangling was indeed saved by him. When Yuwen Yi Chun said his last words, he only wanted to be buried together with Senior Brother Li Guangling. When he saved him, he didn't know if he was right or wrong, but how many things in life clearly distinguished between right and wrong. He just wasn't willing to see such a loyal man die, or else he would never be able to forgive himself in this life. He really did not think that his subordinates had suffered heavy casualties while he, on the other hand, had gone to save his enemies. However, he didn't regret it this time, because Wu Ke's usage was too vicious.

At this time, he heavily slapped his chest, causing blood to spurt out immediately. He weakly knelt on the ground, holding onto his chest and coughing violently. He then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and weakly said, "I have suffered internal injuries and my chest is in great pain. Marshal, your subordinate is unable to help! Why don't you find someone else! "

"You, you bastard! That works too! Come, everyone attack together! If you kill Li Guangling and advance to the next level, the reward will be a thousand silver! " Wu Ke raised his spirits and bewitched the many subordinates of the Huban Army. He believed that no one would be uninterested in the status of money. As long as one person moved, they would definitely respond to the call of a group. Eventually, the sea elites would gather into a crowd and attack the sword. If one can't kill you, a group of people can't kill you. Li Guangling, since you've already died once, I don't mind letting you die again. I, Wu Ke, am the last victor. I will dominate Yangzhou and conquer the fertile Jiangnan.

However, he soon lost his arrogance because no one around him would listen to his orders to kill that man who had already died once. Because they fear death and admire true heroes, their blood is hot. If not for their different positions, they would rather follow such a brave and fearless man to hell together. The Sword of Mercy, at this moment, had conquered their hearts with his blood.

"Bastard, what's going on with you guys? I am Wu Ke, the commander of Hubai's army. Are you not going to listen to my orders? He killed Li Guangling and avenged his fallen brothers! He's going to die, why don't you? Was killing a person that difficult? You bunch of traitors, traitors, when I return I will definitely punish all of you! I told you to disobey my orders, go to hell! Without you guys, I could have still killed Li Guangling! "All of you, watch carefully what I, Wu Ke, have to do!" Wu Ke's ferocious eyes swept over the wood-like faces around him. In the rainy night, they were as cold as rocks, making him extremely angry, but he was unable to change the will of others.

The sense of hopelessness and frustration stabbed his sensitive and fragile heart even more deeply. Why was he so desperate for power? It was to prove that he was absolutely not inferior to his big brother. Because his brother was the Zen Master Wu Shuo, the heir to the Wu Clan, and the eldest son of his family, he was able to have no lack of martial arts skills and skills. However, he lived his entire life under his glory because of fate. After all, he was born later than the others, and he was only fit for the rest of the meal.

Of course, he had never told anyone about the secrets hidden in his heart, so his personality became more wild and unrelenting. Finally, one day, he had spent all his resources trying to climb upwards. In order to obtain power, he had gone through all sorts of struggles and sacrifices, and after so many years of compromise, he had been able to get rid of so many objections. Now, he was finally promoted to the position of commander in chief of the Huban Army. But the nearest place to the dream was deserted, the prestige gone. How could anyone who had never experienced that kind of despair and pain before understand that the pain that was so close to him yet so far away finally broke his faith. Right now, the only thought in his mind was to kill Li Guangling, the man who clearly hadn't done anything yet had easily shaken his position and left him with nothing. He only believed in one thing, that in this world, strength was the greatest asset. Having strength that no one else was able to attain, making everyone submit and tremble at his feet, and letting those who betrayed him die.

At that time, Wu Ke's eyes were as cold as autumn water without a single ripple. He looked at Li Guangling coldly, made his mind, and coldly said, "Li Guangling, do you think you have a chance? Stop dreaming! I am very clear about your injuries. You are already exhausted, and you are simply not my match! Since I can kill you once, I can also kill you once more! "Until you die!" As soon as he finished his words, he started to operate the supreme sacred art, the Primordius Art, to replenish his Zhen Qi and boost his spirit. He completely forgot about the pain in his body, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

When everyone saw his posture, they knew that he had already prepared himself. They didn't dare to look at his fierce eyes, and all of them spontaneously moved out of the way to create a wide road that was unobstructed.

Wu Ke used his and Li Guangling, these two men who were destined never to die. Their eyes fiercely clashed once again. "You're looking at me, I'm looking at you." Four eyes met, and sparks flew in all directions.

Actually, Li Guangling was already at the end of his tether. He was on the brink of death and didn't have the energy to fight anymore. Currently, he was heavily injured, and he was only relying on a single breath and not letting himself collapse. Sometimes life is like this, forced by the circumstances. If it were not to save his junior brother Yuwen Yichun, in order to protect Yangzhou, he would not have made the following choice.

At this time, he slowly reached his hand out and took out a silver bottle. He struggled to pull off the stopper, and poured out a tinged red pill from the bottle — — Soul-Returning Pill. Holding the pill in his hand, his expression was extremely complicated. He recalled the words that the Miracle Hand Godly Doctor Su Han Shan had said to him, "Unless absolutely necessary, do not take this pill." However, in the face of a great enemy, he truly had no time. He painfully closed his eyes and swallowed the life-threatening pill. He felt as if electricity was running through his entire body, and his body was trembling and twitching. He looked up at the sky and roared in a mournful manner, "Woo-k-k-e-e-e-e-e-e-h!"