"Captain, Zhang Xing is catching up …"
"I'm not blind. I don't need your nonsense!"
Before a soldier could finish, Li He retorted.
Looking at the people around him, Li He was too embarrassed to run away.
He was also a novice Saint, and was on par with the dead Vermillion Bird squad captain.
He kept feeling a chill on his neck.
He was afraid that Zhang Xing would behead him too.
"Stop him!"
Li He strode forward, leaving more than 40 subordinates looking at each other.
What kind of joke was this?
You want us to stop Zhang Xing?
Wouldn't that be suicide?
But an order was an order, and they had to listen.
Seeing Zhang Xing coming like a gust of wind, their legs turned to jelly.
"Zhang … Zhang Xing … You … Stop right there …"
Zhang Xing ignored them and flew over their heads.
They were so scared that they hugged their heads and squatted on the ground.
"That's too scary!"
Their faces turned pale, and they broke out in cold sweat.
"Look!
Zhang Xing is going to attack Li He! "
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they shouted excitedly.
This was the atmosphere in the White Tiger Corps.
Whoever had the strength would be promoted.
Those who were stepped on were basically dead. Very few could survive.
Of course, this was something that often happened in the lower and middle ranks.
The fights between the middle ranks and above were not so barbaric.
They used other sinister methods to attack their opponents.
Or he could kill his opponent openly in the martial arts arena.
But no one dared to settle personal grudges under such circumstances.
They did not think that Zhang Xing would dare to kill Li He.
At most, he would beat him up and humiliate him.
Then, he would issue a challenge and fight for the position of squad captain.
But Li He did not think so.
Ever since Zhang Xing summoned more than 110 heads, his heart had been beating violently.
And as they got closer and closer.
Li He's fear grew stronger and stronger.
He would only feel this way when his life was in danger.
Looking back, Zhang Xing was only 300 feet away from him.
And he was still 700 feet away from the main camp.
He had no choice but to run!
I don't care about face anymore!
Whoosh!
Li He unfolded his body and stamped his foot …
A distance of 700 feet was no different from 10 feet to a beginner Saint.
The Vanguard Camp was close at hand!
Li He took a step forward, and just as his figure was about to reach the entrance of the camp.
Zhang Xing's figure also arrived.
At the same time, the crowd saw the axe on Zhang Xing's shoulder flashing.
Plop!
Li He, who had just flown up, suddenly felt all the spiritual energy in his body leave his body!
His body stiffened, and he fell to the ground from midair.
Gurgle gurgle …
A human head rolled to the ground!
It rolled all the way until it was an inch away from the red line at the entrance of the camp.
Hiss!
Everyone's faces were filled with fear, and they all sucked in a breath of cold air!
Decapitation with an axe!
In a split second, the surrounding people were all dumbfounded.
The soldiers in the camp also stopped what they were doing and looked at Li He's decapitated head in shock.
Tap, tap, tap …
Everyone's gaze slowly turned to Zhang Xing, who was walking steadily into the camp with more than 110 heads.
As Zhang Xing walked forward, the crowd subconsciously opened up a path for him.
Their eyes were filled with deep fear and shock.
Zhang Xing was too bold. He actually dared to kill someone in front of the Vanguard Army's main camp!
And the one he killed was Squad Captain Li He!
No one had ever dared to do this before. He was the first!