The next day, dawn.

A young god wearing a black long gown, tall and handsome figure, stepped on dark clouds, crossed the void, and slowly landed in front of the Zhou army camp.

"Senior Brother Yang, Master and his uncles are waiting for you in the tent of the Central Army commander." Wei Hu walked out of the military camp with his head held high, raised his arms that were thicker than the girl's waist, and bowed and clasped his fists.

Yang Jian nodded and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Wei, don't be too polite. Let's go, don't let all the teachers wait..."

Soon after, Wei Hu led Yang Jian to the tent of the Central Army Commander and saluted: "Master, all the uncles and uncles, Yang Jian has arrived."

"Come in together." Chi Jingzi responded in the wide tent.

"Thank you, Master." Yang Jian bowed and thanked him with great etiquette. Then he took the lead in walking into the commander's tent, and Wei Hu followed him step by step.

"Yang Jian pays homage to Master, and to all the uncles of Masters." In front of King Wu Ji Fa and the Jinxian, Yang Jian knelt on his knees and kowtowed and said.

"Erlang, please get up quickly." Chi Jingzi said hurriedly.

Yu Ding walked over to him in person, helped him up and said, "It's good that you come. If you can avoid these common etiquettes, you will be exempted."

Yang Jian stood up and looked at Yu Ding and said, "Master said there is something urgent to come to me, I wonder what it is?"

"The Zhou army went out in the east, intending to clear the emperor's side and support the court, but now he just arrived at this Sishui Pass and was stopped by a man named Yu Hua... Muzha, the disciple of your uncle Samantabhadra, was even captured alive by the other party, and now he is not sure where he is locked up." Yu Ding sighed and said, "I thought about it for a long time, and finally found that only you have the ability to break the deadlock, so he summoned you urgently."

"Junior Brother Muzha was captured alive. The enemy will not hurt him, or might as well use him to threaten us?" Yang Jian took a breath and asked seriously.

"This shouldn't happen." Yu Ding explained: "Because it was his own brother who captured him."

Yang Jian: "???"

"His younger brother Nezha is now in Sishui Pass and belongs to the Shang camp." Yu Ding said.

Yang Jian did not want to delve into the cause and effect relationship, and said, "As long as they don't threaten us with Muzha's life, I will go to the city gate to make a fight and see how capable Yu Hua and Nezha have."

"Erlang, wait." Yu Ding suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "In addition to Yu Hua and Nezha? How many people in Sishui Pass need to be careful? Let me tell you in detail."

Two hours later...

Yang Jian changed into silver armor and held a three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand. He slowly walked out of the Zhou army camp? He came to the front of the city gate and raised his eyes and shouted: "I am Yang Jian, the true lord of Erlang of Guanjiangkou? Yu Hua, Nezha? And the dragon clan named Ao Bing? Who dares to fight me?"

On the top of the city.

Nezha summoned a fire spear in his hand and bowed to Su Jin, "Master, Nezha asks for battle."

Su Jin said: "I believe you have heard of Erlang Shen's name over the years. Did you capture Muzha alive two days ago? Today he is afraid that he will feel a little nervous? I want to capture you alive."

Nezha grinned and raised his head and said, "I may not be able to beat him, but he will never be able to capture me alive!"

Su Jin laughed silently, reached out and rubbed his little head, turned his eyes to Ao Bing and said, "Bing'er? You are the ones who are fighting for Nezha."

"Yes, Taoist priest." Ao Bing said with a smile.

Nezha deliberately did not go to see Ao Bing? He carried the fire-sharp gun in both hands, lowered his eyebrows and pulled his eyes and flew down to the top of the city wall? He said to Yang Jian: "Come on, finish the job early? I'll finish the work early."

"As you wish!" Yang Jian ran up instantly? His body turned into a afterimage that ordinary people could not capture with their naked eyes? He raised the spear in his hand and slapped it from top to bottom to Nezha's head.

Nezha was like an ancient tree, firmly standing firmly in place. The fire-tip spear in his hand suddenly turned into a phoenix flying from the fire, and his sharp mouth with its swelling flames quickly pointed at the three-pointed two-edged spear.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The two of them were as powerful as water and fire, and the battle instantly fell into incandescent. Inside and outside the city, except for a few people with great powers, the rest could only see two rays of lights, one silver and one red, colliding wildly, and they could not see the figures of the two.

"boom!"

Half a quarter of an hour later.

A ball of fire suddenly burst out from the battle between the two. Nezha was covered in scars and blood stained with the corners of his lips. He flew out of the fire and fell down hard, smashing a huge deep pit on the ground.

Yang Jian flipped his left hand and summoned an iron rope. His body quickly fell into the huge pit, trying to capture Nezha alive and exchange for Muzha.

"Don't hurt him!" Ao Bing shouted angrily, carrying countless ice crystals all over his body, rushing towards Yang Jian like an ice dragon, forcibly blocking his steps.

Such slowness made Nezha come back, stepping on two balls of flames, flying out of the huge pit, and joining the battle again.

When it comes to fighting alone, whether it is Nezha or Ao Bing, they are not Yang Jian's opponents, but the combination of the two is definitely not just multiplying the combat power of two, but a multiple increase.

Because the combination of the two of them is the innate treasure Hunyuan Pearl. Even if they only exert one-tenth of the innate divine power, they are enough to run rampant in the realm of the gods and immortals!

Yang Jian was very tired and hard in this battle.

Climbed between Ao Bing and Nezha, he felt like a piece of pig iron, constantly being impacted and forged by the powerful power of water and fire. It was very cold and hot at the moment. Even if he was a half-human and half-god, his body and mind were suffering.

"Senior Brother Yang Jian, I'll help you!" Wei Hu gritted his teeth and raised the demon-subduing pestle again in the rear of the battle group.

After fighting with Ao Bing two days ago, the ruthlessness in his heart just dropped. The pain from his wrist, waist, and even the whole body collapsed his spiritual defense like a tide, making him want to yell in pain, and to relieve the pain slightly through howling.

But he doesn't, he can't!

Before Yang Jian came, he was the fist that Zhou Jun had shot. If the fist was hurt, how could those ordinary people in the Zhou Jun persist?

But he really doesn't want to fight Ao Bing anymore.

His demon-subduing pestle weighs 84,000 kilograms, which sounds very exaggerated, several times heavier than the sea-stabilizing needle in the East China Sea, but how could others know that each of the two large ice hammers in Ao Bing's hand was no less than 100,000 kilograms.

Such a heavy hammer, coupled with the powerful power of Ao Bing's human-shaped tyrannosaurus, he had no doubt at all. If he accidentally got a hammer, he would probably turn from top to bottom into a pile of meat paste.

It's a pity... he has no choice now.

Looking at the entire Zhou camp, except for many golden immortals like clay Buddhas, he was the only one who could help Yang Jian. If even he retreated, Yang Jian would inevitably end up defeating.
Chapter completed!