Ye Zheng regained consciousness, opened his eyes and stood up. Unconsciously, a whole night had passed.

Ye Zheng, Hong Yi and others hurriedly finished their breakfast and prepared to go to the Jinghai Army Camp. Looking at the armored flywheel in front of him, Ye Zheng was also somewhat impressed.

Hong Yi's communication skills are indeed good. In just one night, he managed to get an armored flywheel. Although it is only small, it is more than enough for people like him.

Sailing on the boundless sea, Ye Zheng has been resting with his eyes closed, practicing the Amitabha Sutra. As long as he has time, Ye Zheng doesn't want to waste even a moment.

Jinghai Army Camp.

"Commander Yan, Hong Yi will be here soon. What should we do?" An officer commander looked at Yan Zhen with some concern.

"Why should we be afraid? When Hong Yi comes, we will give him a warning and see what he does." An officer showed disdain.

"Okay, I will make my own decision on how to deal with it, but it's okay to show my power." Yan Zhen waved his hand and sent away the two arguing officers.

In fact, Yan Zhen was even more helpless about Hong Yi's affairs. In the fight for the drop, he was afraid that he would die without a burial place if he was not careful.

However, due to Prince Yu's past life and death, he did not want to do anything too excessive.

However, Yan Zhen's subordinates did not think so. They were determined to give Hong Yi and others a warning so that they would give up.

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Soon, the armored flywheel that everyone was riding on approached the Jinghai Army camp.

"Brother Hong, you should stop aside first and wait for the fog to clear before entering the Jinghai Army camp." Ye Zheng looked at Hong Yi and said.

"Brother Ye, this is exactly what I was planning. If we take advantage of the heavy fog to get close to the Jinghai Army camp, it will easily cause unnecessary trouble." Hong Yi nodded in agreement to what Ye Zheng said.

After a few hours, the fog dissipated, and the hundreds of miles of camps and water forts were clearly visible.

After the armored flywheel docked, Ye Zheng, Hong Yi and others rode their horses straight to the Jinghai Army camp.

Before the group got close to the barracks, they were stopped by a group of soldiers. Upon seeing this, Hong Yi revealed his identity, and the group of soldiers let them go.

The camp was filled with an aura of iron and blood. "Brother Hong, these hundreds of warriors, dozens of martial artists, and ten innate martial artists, with such a mixture of qi and blood, if they were to form a formation to besiege them, even a martial saint or ghost immortal would not be able to escape with any luck."

"Brother Ye is absolutely right." Hong Yi secretly clicked his tongue.

Several people went straight to the commander's tent. The old man sitting in the center with a dignified face was Yan Zhen, the commander-in-chief of the Jinghai Army.

There were a group of military officers standing on both sides. When they saw Ye Zheng, Hong Yi and others come in, they did not stand up or say anything.

"Greetings, Commander Yan."

Seeing this, Hong Yi did not act arrogantly and bowed to Yan Zhen.

Ye Zheng did not react at all. Hong Xuanji was so ashamed in front of him. These people were not qualified to ask him to return the gift.

"How dare you, you bastard! You didn't even salute the commander when you met him." The officers on both sides were immediately furious when they saw Ye Zheng beside Hong Yi, who did not salute. As if they had discussed it beforehand, they all stood up and attacked.

"snort."

Ye Zheng snorted coldly, and all the energy and blood in his body burst out, slapping the officers in the face like a series of slaps.

All the officers had flushed faces and trickles of blood were flowing out from the corners of their mouths.

Seeing the blood and aura rising from Ye Zheng's body, the officers showed no fear and rushed up like they were risking their lives.

When Ye Zheng saw this, his rage became even greater. The powerful energy and blood in his body kept rolling, as if turning into a huge palm.

A group of officers had just rushed forward, and before anyone could make any move, they were knocked to the ground by the powerful force of qi and blood.

Ye Zheng walked closer and stepped on the face of an officer who was rushing forward closest to him. His feet kept rubbing against the ground, and the officer's face kept making a crackling sound.

Suddenly, the soldiers outside the tent heard signs of fighting inside the tent and immediately swarmed in to see what was happening.

They all surrounded Ye Zheng and cast their eyes on Yan Zhen. As long as Yan Zhen gave the order, they would pounce on Ye Zheng without caring about their lives.

Ye Zheng looked at Yan Zhen's reaction and saw that he had no expression on his face. His soldiers were ready to move and they couldn't help but increase the strength of their feet.

"Commander Yan, I wonder if you are satisfied." At the same time, Ye Zheng's qi and blood power, comparable to that of a peak Martial Saint, was completely activated and violently pressed towards Yan Zhen.

"Everyone, step back. You are truly capable." Yan Zhen twitched his lips unnaturally.

“Ye came here this time just to lend a hand to a friend, and he will not stay long. If someone wants to cause trouble, I am afraid it will be a matter of life and death.”

Ye Zheng stepped hard on the big face under his feet, then raised his foot and kicked the officer away. He landed next to Yan Zhen, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he was breathing in more than out.

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Seeing this, Hong Yi, who was standing by, immediately toughened up.

"Brother Ye, I believe that Commander Yan did not do this intentionally, so please don't get angry."

Yan Zhen became even angrier after listening to Hong Yi's words, but he didn't dare to do anything. Since he was a person who was at the peak of Martial Saint, he didn't dare to bet whether the other party would start a massacre.

Seeing Yan Zhen surrender, the officers who were slapped in the face by Ye Zheng immediately rolled their eyes in anger, and soon they became like deflated balloons.

The soldiers under Yan Zhen's command all looked at Ye Zheng in awe.

In the Military Academy.

Relying on his strength, Hong Yi successfully took over the command of a battalion of troops and was promoted to commander.

"Master Yan, the news this time is wrong. I didn't expect that Hong Yi actually has a martial saint as a friend. I'm afraid my plan is wrong this time."

As soon as Ye Zheng and Hong Yi left, Yan Zhen's men immediately surrounded them.

Yan Zhen just smiled bitterly. It was not worth it to make an enemy of a being comparable to a martial saint. However, the battle for the drop was too fierce.

Yan Zhen didn't dare to gamble with the future of his family.

"Okay, I believe that Wu Sheng and Hong Yi are both smart people and will not do anything unwise. Don't provoke that person in the future. If someone insists on seeking death, don't blame no one to collect the body."

Yan Zhen waved his hand, interrupting his men, his face looking a little cold.

Ye Zheng, Hong Yi and his group went straight to the location of the battalion assigned to them.

"Brother Ye, this time it is indeed a bit..." Hong Yi's words were filled with embarrassment.

"Brother Hong, don't worry. This time it's obvious that Yan Zhen's men want to intimidate us. If we can't subdue them, I'm afraid there will be endless trouble in the future."

When Ye Zheng saw Hong Yi's dilemma, he knew what he wanted to say.

"Brother Ye is absolutely right. Hong Yi has learned a lesson. I have become accustomed to being cautious in Marquis Wu Wen's Mansion over the years." Hong Yi sighed.