The approaching aura was domineering and mighty.
Like a raging gale, it was unstoppable.
In just an instant, Fan Hu and Zheng Xinjia, who had already escaped from the encirclement, were instantly killed.
He was repelled by a sharp sword qi on the spot.
Fan Hu's face suddenly flushed red.
He looked at the burly figure not far away and said in disbelief,
" Xue Wangxing?"
The person who appeared in front of him was the captain of the Ninth Corps, Xue Wangxing.
At this moment, he was holding a long sword that was dripping with blood, and his face was extremely pale.
Looking at Fan Hu and the other man, he said sarcastically,"
"Looks like my arrival surprised you.
Are you wondering why your men didn't succeed?"
Fan Hu's face darkened as he clenched his fists.
Xue Wangxing said,"
"I was originally receiving treatment in the hospital.
His defenses against his surroundings had already been lowered to the lowest.
