Dangdang~

In front of the formation, the two armies fought for only ten rounds. A scream was heard, accompanied by the miserable roar of a tiger. Under the shocked eyes of the soldiers of the two armies, the young general of the Shang army held a bronze sword and directly killed him.

The enemy general and the tiger were chopped into two pieces.

Hoho~

The Shang soldiers roared excitedly, while Zi Shou, like a born God of War, cut off the tiger's head with a single blow. He held the tiger's head high, covered in blood, and excitedly provoked the two armies in front of the formation.

Although his blood was boiling with excitement, Zishou was not dazzled by the victory. He only reined in his morale and returned to the camp.

"Commander, the head is here."

After Di Xin, who was covered in blood, returned to the military formation, he respectfully presented the head of the tiger in his hand. Immediately, there was another burst of excited cheers in the army. When Wen Zhong saw this, he nodded with satisfaction, knowing that only advance and retreat can be achieved.

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"Here comes someone. Hang this beast's head in front of the battle. I want to see what other skills there are in the wild wasteland of Eastern Yi."

Then bursts of cheers came from the merchant army, and the Dongyi army on the opposite side was obviously a little demoralized, but the leader on the opposite side sneered and waved his hand, and an unkempt figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

I saw a chariot slowly pulling this strange and disheveled man wearing animal skins to the battlefield, and then the Dongyi soldiers stood respectfully behind him.

I saw this unkempt man grinning, revealing a mouth full of black teeth. At this time, he bloodthirstyly pulled out a wooden sword and pointed it at him from a distance. Suddenly, a fiery snake sprang out.

In an instant! Under the commotion of the merchant army, the fire snake disappeared ten steps away from the merchant army, and the weirdo opposite let out a hoarse laugh.

"Wen Zhong, do you dare to come out and fight with me?"

Wen Zhong, who was sitting on Mo Qilin's back, frowned, and suddenly the third divine eye between his eyebrows flashed a bright light, and he suddenly understood that the other person was just a Qi practitioner who practiced different arts and supernatural powers.

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"The National Preceptor is a Qi Refiner from Dongyi Zuodao. I see that this person just now should be proficient in fire spells, so I would like to ask the National Preceptor to take action."

After seeing the truth and falsehood of the other party, Wen Zhong looked sideways and said to the Imperial Master Qingyun who was sitting in the chariot, with a respectful expression but his eyes were full of smiles.

Qingyun looked clear, and at the same time, the generals in the army showed excitement and curiosity when they saw that their commander actually asked the National Preceptor to take action. After all, there was suddenly an additional National Preceptor, and it was the one who was granted the title by their Great King Di Yi himself.

, not being curious is a lie.

But to be able to achieve the position of being the master of a country, the generals now seem to have won the respect of their commander Wen Zhong, and they must definitely be righteous men.

Qingyun, who knew it well, smiled indifferently and raised his head to prepare for battle. Huang Feihu and Zi Shou looked at each other and immediately dismounted from their horses and drove the chariot for the national division in person.

Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene. This boy was really smart, and he was so skilled at winning people's hearts.

Seeing that it was Huang Feihu and Zi Shouhou who were driving the chariot for him, Qingyun smiled instead. They were such cunning two people. This was a clear show of their good intentions.

After arriving on the battlefield, Zishou and Huang Feihu also imitated Dongyi opposite, getting off the vehicle and standing on the left and right sides of the chariot as bodyguards.

It is strange to be in the period of Conferring Gods, but it is not surprising either. It can be said that in this period of Conferring Gods, magical powers and magic are rampant in the world. Under the Xuanxian and even the Golden Immortal, cultivation is hardly valued. As long as the magic is amazing,

The magical power is so weird that anyone who accidentally surpasses one or two levels of cultivation will be finished.

This also laid the groundwork for the future. The magical powers are no match for Tianshu. After being conferred as a god, almost all magical powers became lonely. At the same time, there are also martial arts among the human race.

"Quack, I heard that the Great Shang Emperor Yi was so confused that he casually appointed an unknown person as a national advisor. It seems that he is really out of his mind, so he should abdicate as soon as possible, haha."

The harsh and unpleasant sound echoed on the battlefield. Qingyun looked at the opponent with some helplessness, and then he calmed down his momentum and lowered his cultivation level to the same level as the opponent, and his magic power was the same.

At this moment, the corners of Qingyun's mouth slowly raised into a smile. Maybe it was interesting to be involved in a murderous catastrophe. Experience and knowing some things are two different things.

For example, now! The restrictions imposed by heaven and earth on their monks have been relaxed. It seems that this restriction only applies to those who follow the path of immortality. On the other hand, those who practice martial arts in the human race, such as Huang Feihu who can fight immortals hand-to-hand, and human generals like King Zhou, are not exempted from it.

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"You're an unknown person in the mountains and wilds. I gained the Tao and practiced my fire-based magical powers a hundred years ago. Let's take a look at my moves."

Suddenly, the disheveled Zuo Dao monk opposite, with a hoarse voice and unable to tell the difference between male and female, suddenly shouted, pointed his wooden sword at the opposite side, and in an instant, two fiery snakes spurted out from his mouth and nose.

"Watch my divine fire show its power."

The flames soared into the sky more fiercely, with thousands of golden snakes circling the sky, and smoke flying for dozens of miles. Qingyun looked at it and shook his head for a while, but when he looked sideways, he saw the curious eyes of countless merchant soldiers behind him. He knew that this was

Wen Zhong helped him establish his authority, and when he returned to Chaoge, his position as national master would be secure, so some people in the province would make irresponsible remarks.

Qingyun looked serious, pretending to be a master of the Wind Immortal Dao. He placed the sword finger of his left hand in front of his mouth, pointed the sword finger of his right hand straight at the sky and shouted suddenly: "Sage Hongyun is as urgent as the law, and the misty magic power shows his power."

!Wind, fire, thunder and lightning! Wind is coming!”

In an instant, a violent wind blew up from the sky and the earth, and the flags of the soldiers of both armies roared loudly. At the same time, the fire snakes in the sky in front of the formation were unable to get close to them under the strong wind.

Seeing this scene, Qingyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, pointed his sword to the sky again and shouted: "Sage Hongyun is as urgent as the law! Wind, fire, thunder and lightning! Thunder and lightning are coming! Rain is coming!"

Click~Rumble~

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder rumbled, and the Zuo Dao monk opposite looked up at the sky in fear. In an instant, heavy rain poured down.

fear!

In the eyes of the officers and men of both armies, it was our great Shang's Imperial Advisor who waved his hand and pointed at the sky and recited a few incantations. In an instant, there were strong winds and heavy rains.

What's even more strange is that the dark rain clouds are only falling towards Dongyi's side. In front of the two armies, only the soldiers in front of the Shang army felt the water splashed by the heavy rain.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Qingyun, who was standing under the canopy of the chariot, looked at the opposite side in a funny manner. At this time, he was very majestic under the canopy above his head, but Zi Shou and Huang Feihu behind him suffered a disaster and were turned into drowned rats.

But Zi Shou could just use this to wash away the blood all over his body from the battle just now.

The surging fire snake on the battlefield had already sizzled under the heavy rain, emitted bursts of white smoke, and then disappeared. The Zuo Dao monk opposite who was displaying his proud magical power was dumbfounded.

"Haha, it seems that your divine fire is not powerful enough, and it was extinguished by the heavy rain."

Qingyun's sarcastic words immediately made the person facing him red-necked with anger. He pointed at the other person tremblingly, then turned around and yelled angrily: "Master!"

After shouting loudly, the Zuodao monk immediately slapped the two Dongyi soldiers with his wooden sword in the rain in embarrassment and cursed: "What are you doing standing still? You don't even wink, go back quickly."

Under the heavy rain, the chariot on the opposite side fled back in embarrassment. Seeing this scene, Qingyun shook his head in amazement. Although the other side was a left-handed monk and had made himself look like this, it must be said that the other side did not have much karma on his body.

Although he has great power, he also has a lot of merits. Relatively speaking, the other party is not a monk who abuses his magical power to kill people, so he did not harm the other party's life.

The heavy rain came and went quickly. In a moment, the dark clouds dispersed to reveal the bright sunshine. If it weren't for the wet ground in front of the Dongyi side and the two armies, as well as the wet appearance of the Dongyi soldiers, I would have thought that just now

It's some kind of illusion or blinding trick.

"Stop being so arrogant, I will come to meet you."

Finally, a relatively normal person came, and a monk wearing a purple robe rushed out from the opposite side. He strode on the wet lawn, and the soles of his shoes were not even stained with a trace of mud.

The sharp-eyed Zi Shou also saw this scene, and immediately said in a serious voice: "National Master, be careful, this Taoist should have some abilities."

Huang Feihu on the side also nodded solemnly, and had even secretly made preparations. If something went wrong later, he would immediately escort Zi Shou and flee back first.

"Yao Dao, how can you control the wind and rain for a short period of time? How dare you compare with me?"

The person opposite was obviously wearing Taoist robes, but his rugged appearance made it more convincing to say he was a tiger general.

"Oh, I don't know how to compare it."

When the majestic Taoist priest on the opposite side heard this, a look of successful conspiracy suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he laughed with a cunning smile: "Well, you are worthy of being a great Shang Guoshi. You are indeed courageous. Today, there are many people in the Dongyi Army."

The three of my senior fellow apprentices are here to ask the Master of Great Shang for advice."

"I don't know how to ask for advice?" It was obvious that Qingyun looked at the other party with some curiosity, and sure enough, two other Taoist priests appeared under his gaze.

One is skinny but tall, the other is short, dark and old with a goatee. When the three brothers stand together, they become a beautiful sight.

"Does the Imperial Master of Dashang dare to compete with a poor Taoist in the art of chopping off his head and surviving death?"

It was obviously the first time that the boss appeared. The sturdy Taoist priest shouted proudly. Suddenly, the soldiers of both armies were in an uproar and were frightened. Cut off their heads? Are they going to die? Even ordinary monks will die because their heads are cut off. They haven't yet

I have never seen such an outrageous fight.

The second brother was as skinny as a stick but nine feet tall. He stood up dryly, his large Taoist robes rustling in the wind. Qingyun couldn't bear to look at him, for fear that a gust of wind would blow this Taoist away.

"Master of Great Shang, do you dare to compare with a poor Taoist? You can disembowel your body and take out your heart, liver and intestines without dying in front of the soldiers of the three armies, and then stuff them back into your belly intact."

The last Taoist priest who was short, old, and even ugly came out with a smile, stroking his goatee on his chin and said: "Master of the Great Shang, do you dare to compete with a poor Taoist who has been bathed in the fire, and is safe and sound? Who is the first?"

Whoever can't survive will lose."

The three Taoists laughed proudly in unison, which made the soldiers of the two armies even more horrified. Qingyun on the opposite side was a little stunned. Where did these three best people come from? However, the second half of the other's words made him speechless.

"Haha, Imperial Master of Dashang, why don't you and I win the lottery when we are fighting like this?"

"That's right, otherwise it would be too boring for you and me to fight in front of two armies."

It was obvious that the three of them had planned it for a long time. They sang and drank, and they started to fight. Qingyun on the other side was speechless and shook his head. It seemed that he had some fun today.

"Master of Dashang, how about this? We three brothers won't bully you. If you lose or don't dare, just hand over your ability to move the wind and rain. If we lose, don't worry, we three brothers will turn around and

Let’s go, how about I lose all my skills to you at the same time!”

As the boss, the powerful Taoist priest shouted directly and pointed at Qingyun and said, with a proud and cheerful look, and the corners of Qingyun's lips curled up into a smile when he looked across from him.

"If I win, how about adding the sword in your hand?"

The burly Taoist priest was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Then he lowered his head and looked at the extremely attractive ten thousand year peach wood sword in his palm, and immediately grinned and burst into laughter.

"Okay! Since the Grand Master of Shang likes it, Pindao will give this sword to you no matter you win or lose today. Even if you die on the battlefield, Pindao will burn it for you."

Bold!

The sight of the other party being so bold made Qingyun's mouth twitch with anger. A pair of black eyes looked at the three people opposite him. He was simply the best. He actually met his opponent today.
To be continued...