Qishan.

The flags were like dark clouds, and the evil aura rushed into the sky. The armies of the Shang and Xiqi were lined up on the ground to confront each other.

"Oh! That's Zhang Guifang. Do you dare to come out and fight your young master!"

In the confrontation between the two armies, Nezha, who was stepping on the hot wheel, appeared directly on the battlefield, holding a fire-tip gun and proudly staring at the Shang army provoked.

Zhang Guifang, in the Shang Dynasty army, saw that although the other party was a child, he was holding a fire-sharp gun and stepped on the hot wheels, and immediately knew that this extraordinary person was in his heart.

"General, the last general asks for battle!"

I saw Feng Lin, who looked like blue indigo, had hair like cinnabar, and had fangs on his face. He looked ferocious, holding a mace and showing a bloodthirsty smile to fight.

When he saw that it was Feng Lin, a general under his command, Zhang Guifang couldn't help but nodded and said in a low voice: "General, do your best."

"Don't worry, General, let's see if we will capture this child and return today."

With a clasped his fists, Feng Lin laughed and rushed out of the camp. Among the generals, Li Jing's pupils shrank when he saw the other party for the first time. Nezha! He couldn't help but lowered his head in a secret fear.

However, no matter what this is, Zhang Guifang's eyes were already in a hurry. On the battlefield, Feng Lin rode a war horse and waved the mace in his palm and laughed: "Children, come and eat your grandpa with a stick."

"You are Zhang Guifang?"

Facing the enemy generals rushing towards him, Nezha, who was stepping on the Wind Hot Wheel, shouted proudly. Feng Lin suddenly laughed and said, "I am the first to Feng Lin."

"Haha, it turns out that it is an unknown man. I will spare you today. Go and call Zhang Guifang to fight."

Feng Lin reported to his house, but Nezha said proudly with disdain. At this moment, Feng Lin was immediately angry.

"Okay, you little boy! You can't stay here today!"

A roar came with a ferocious Feng Lin behind him, and a heavy mace was waving majestic.

Dangdang~

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for twenty rounds, and Feng Lin was secretly shocked. The little baby had such great strength. Now his hands holding a mace were numb, and he could hardly hold the weapon, but the other party felt nothing.

"Boy! I will take your life next time!"

Feng Lin shouted loudly and turned around and fled to his own army. Nezha couldn't help laughing when he saw this, "Haha, where will the thief go!"

As Feng Lin was chasing one after another, a treacherous smile suddenly appeared on his anxious face. When he turned his head, he opened his mouth and suddenly a black smoke spewed out. The cigarette was the size of a bowl in the smoke, and it hit Nezha.

However, facing the oncoming bead, Nezha suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and the black smoke instantly flew himself, and even the bead was shattered.

"This technique is not the right way, so you can use any skills."

Nezha burst into laughter, and Feng Lin was furious when he saw that his magic was broken by the other party, "I am so angry that I can kill me! I dare to break my magic!"

Suddenly, he pulled the horse back to the battle. Feng Lin practiced this technique for many years and was already angry. He swung the mace wildly and greeted him. Nezha was not afraid of the battle. He waved the fire spear and then made a fierce battle.

"Feng Lin! Come back quickly!" When the commander Zhang Guifang saw that his pioneer Feng Lin's magic was broken, he knew that he had lost the battle and frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

"Boy will take your life another day."

Feng Lin roared angrily, and then he left with his horse. In fact, his arms had already started to tremble. How could Nezha let him go easily? After being so loudly, his eyes had already risen with a sense of hostility, and he shouted coldly: "The thief! It's impolite to come and not go! Look at my Qiankun Circle!"

The leopard skin took out the Qiankun circle and instantly rose in the wind in his palm. Nezha threw it away with force and instantly turned into a golden aperture and rushed towards him.

Nezha had already had a murderous intention after being repeatedly harshly told by the other party. Now he has entered the killing disaster. When the evil spirits soar, Feng Lin is also unlucky. The golden Qiankun circle is right behind the back of his head, and a snap sound instantly, his brain bursts.

Feng Lin, the pioneer of the Shang Dynasty, fell straight from the horse's back without even making a scream. The soldiers of the Shang Dynasty in the distance were even more exclaimed.

"Wind Forest!"

When Zhang Guifang saw that his pioneer was beaten to death, she was furious, and led her horse to the front of the formation, looked at Nezha and shouted: "You are the pioneer, you dare to fight!"

"Haha, I guess you are Zhang Guifang, the general of the Shang Dynasty, right?"

After Nezha took his life, the hostility in his eyes faded a lot, but he still showed a rebellious temperament. When Zhang Guifang saw this, she sneered.

"Zhang Guifang! I heard that you can be defeated by your name and have the courage to fight!"

Nezha was so excited that he rushed over directly on the Hot Wheel. Zhang Guifang was beaten to death because of her pioneer. At this time, she was so angry that she happened to see the rebellious Nezha that she angrily lifted the spear in her palm and fought.

The two guns fought fiercely, and one was easy to kill. One was the lotus incarnated spirit bead, and the other was the star of the desolation on the "Tenk of Gods". The two of them really met the opponent.

In just a short moment, the two fought fiercely for fifty rounds. Nezha was deeply influenced by the true legend of Taiyi Real Person. A fire-tip spear drove like flying electric lightning to the sky, like the sound of the wind roaring in Yushu. Although Zhang Guifang was a master of the spear, she was powerful, but her strong rival could not fight for a long time. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart that she could not fight for a long time.

"When will Nezha come again if he doesn't come next!"

However, Zhang Guifang saw that Nezha was not riding a mount but stepping on a pair of hot wheels, and directly used his secret technique of soul-taking and soul-taking "Call the Equestrian" to "Call the Equestrian".

With a loud shout, Nezha was also shocked, but the pair of hot wheels under his feet were as stable as Mount Tai without any disorder, which made Zhang Guifang even more shocked.

‘The teacher secretly taught me how to catch generals, and I used to respond to the title of the Taoist people. Why are you not sure today?’ When Zhang Guifang was frightened, Nezha would not be idle. The fire spear tightened, like a silver dragon flying over the sea, like auspicious snow flying all over the sky, only killing Zhang Guifang's muscles and sweating all over her body.

The scene on the battlefield made the soldiers of Xiqi exclaim in surprise. Jiang Ziya nodded with relief and stroked her white beard and laughed: "Okay, Nezha is worthy of being the incarnation of the lotus, just restraining this extraordinary technique of Zhang Guifang."

However, on the battlefield, Zhang Guifang is worthy of being a long-time general on the battlefield. Nezha was unable to do anything for a moment. In a hurry, he roared angrily, and the Qiankun Circle appeared again.

Crack! A crisp sound of fracture sounded, and Nezha came with a gun with anger on his face. However, Zhang Guifang, who had faced many dangers, remained calm in the face of danger. He held a gun in one hand and made Nezha hurry to block it.

But this huge force also repelled Nezha several steps. It was also this time when Zhang Guifang grabbed the horse's belly and returned directly towards the military formation. His hand was already soft and trembling. It turned out that the Qiankun Circle just now broke one of his arms with a blow.

After the war, Xiqi won a great victory. For a moment, the soldiers of Xiqi cheered excitedly. On the other hand, the Shang army of the Shang Dynasty chose to retreat in silence.

Xiqi Daying.

The soldiers of Xiqi who returned from a great victory were all filled with joy, but Jiang Ziya, who returned to the military tent, had a serious face. Now that Shang is strong and Zhou is weak, he can only resist with a defensive momentum, but he cannot wait for the big Shang to attack every time.

He had to win several big victories, which led to a decline in the Shang Dynasty. In this way, the remaining two hundred princes of the Western Land would be destroyed and help Xiqi with all their strength because of fear.

Chaoge.

Wen Zhong had already led his troops to return to victory, and at the same time, the Huang Feihu also received good news, which had pacified the rebellious King Pingling in the East China Sea.

For a time, the power of the Shang Dynasty almost dominated the world, but only a few people knew that a storm was coming.

National Master's Mansion.

As the front-line grain escort officer, Yang Jian appeared strangely in the mansion of the National Master today.

The national teacher Qingyun in the house stood cross-legged, and behind Qingyun, there were twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls and the innate spiritual treasure Qiankun ruler. There seemed to be some connection between the two.

"Master."

Yang Jian, who was pinching the magic tricks, slowly stepped into the room, and slowly opened his eyes as Yuan Vision Qingyun looked at the salute.

"Master, now the God-Destroying Killing Chasm has begun. Xiqi has established itself as the Great Zhou. Ji Fa claims to be King Wu of Zhou. First, the veteran Lu Xiong led his troops to attack Xiqi and died in the battlefield. Now Zhang Guifang of Qinglongguan has led his troops to fight against Xiqi."

After Yang Jian slowly reported everything that happened recently, Qingyun nodded secretly after hearing this, and it had already begun! Thinking of this, he felt his two treasures, and now he had already found some inspiration and couldn't help but say in a voice: "It's a critical period for me to be a teacher. I need to be in seclusion for a while. Please keep a close eye."

"Especially Wen Zhong, since he has returned, it seems that going to the Xiqi battlefield is inevitable. Yang Jian, you must keep an eye on it and even give them good advice, don't act rashly."

In response to his master's instructions, Yang Jian respectfully clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, my disciples will definitely protect all the junior brothers."

"I feel relieved if I become a teacher like this."

Faced with his master's sudden retreat, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help but tentatively tentatively: "Dare you ask Master, do you want to break through that level?"

As if seeing Yang Jian's little thoughts, Qingyunruo looked at his apprentice with a deep meaning. Although the two of them said nothing, Yang Jian seemed to have realized it. He immediately smiled excitedly and respectfully clasped his fists and retreated.

In Yang Jian's mind, he believed that as long as his master broke through to that level, the killing disaster would almost be stable. Even if Yang Jian was close to the demon, he would not have thought that the killing disaster would be far beyond his imagination. Not to mention the cultivators of that realm, even the saints would take action in person in the end.

Dragon De Hall.

"Tai Shi, now Xiqi has become the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhang Guifang's front line has failed. He ordered the Beibo Hou Chonghouhu and his brother Chong Heihu to lead the 200,000 troops from the north to support the Wu Pass."

Emperor Xin handed over the battle report in his hand. Wen Zhong frowned and looked at the order of transfer and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "King, Chonghou Hu is loyal to the old minister of the king and thinks that he can lead 50,000 troops to help Zhang Guifang. However, Chong Heihu would rather let him lead the 150,000 troops to camp first at Jiepaiguan."

"What does the Grand Master mean?"

Emperor Xin looked at the Grand Master suspiciously, but Wen Zhong clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Although Zhang Guifang is a disciple of the Jie Sect, even if Shen Gongbao is there, it will not last long. The old minister wanted to lead an army of 300,000 to conquer Xiqi."

"This time, the King ordered the Beibo Hou to draw 200,000 troops from the north, and almost all the forces of the princes from the north were drawn, leaving 150,000 for the use of the old ministers, and the remaining 150,000 troops can be drawn from the east."

"Wucheng Hou Huang Feihu has wiped out King Pingling, and he took this opportunity to confiscate all the elites of the eastern princes, and can obtain a hundred thousand troops at your fingertips. At that time, the remaining princes in the north and east areas will never threaten our Da Shang again in the next few decades."

I have to say that Wen Zhong is old-fashioned. Almost all of these 300,000 troops are elite troops of the princes in the north and east. In contrast, the elite troops of the Da Shang Dynasty were almost useless.

After hearing this, Emperor Xin looked at the old minister deeply, "The national master should tell the Grand Master, why is the Grand Master?"

Although they didn't say the good things that followed, both of them knew what Emperor Xin meant. Since they had known that this was a great disaster in heaven and earth, why did they take such a risk to take risks in person?

"Haha, since the old minister is a senior of the three dynasties, he is also a minister. Others can retire, but the old minister cannot."

Wen Zhong laughed heartily and stroked the white beard on his chin. Perhaps he had other thoughts from the beginning, but over the years, it was fake to say that he had no feelings for Da Shang. Is it stupid and loyal? Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, but in his eyes it is life. Isn’t practicing Taoism and immortality just a simple and open mind?

"General Kong Xuan of the South has also been pacified. Gu mobilized 100,000 troops from the remaining princes in the south, Guifang, Dongyi and Quanrong dispatched 50,000 troops. At that time, the Taishi would use 100,000 elite troops from our Da Shang, a total of 500,000 troops to conquer Xiqi."

The 150,000 army of Chong Heihu, the 100,000 army collected by Huang Feihu from the east, the 100,000 army collected by Kong Xuan from the south, and the 50,000 troops collected by Dongyi, Guifang, and Quanrong from the three places. In this way, there were 400,000 troops.

In addition, the 100,000 army of Da Shang and a total of 500,000 army. If ordinary mortals faced the chaotic army, it would be a little difficult to mobilize, but it was easy for Wen Zhong.

I don’t know how many generals in the Da Shang territory were promoted by Wen Zhong. In addition, this is a world of immortals and gods. In just half a year, Wen Zhong could train these 500,000 troops into an elite army.

Looking at the ambitious Emperor Xin, Wen Zhong nodded and stroked his white beard and laughed, "I thank you so much for the old minister."

"Then please ask the king to directly order Huang Feihu to lead a 100,000 army from the east to Jiepaiguan. At that time, there will be the veteran Huang Gun and Huang Feihu and his son. Even if Chong Heihu has a 150,000 army, he will be nothing in his palm, and he cannot escape."

"Haha, the old teacher is indeed tall. I will just let the Huang family and his son train you to train a large army."

Emperor Xin was very careful about Wen Zhong’s plan, and the two of them laughed out loud after looking at each other.

"The old minister is really seen by the king for this little thing."

"In this case, please ask the king to dispatch troops and generals. You can show off your momentum before the battle. The old minister wants to tell Xiqi! How long will the 500,000 Da Shang army have been fighting to fight before they will kill Xiqi."

Emperor Xin laughed even more domineeringly, "I can already imagine the tormented days when Xiqi received the Grand Master of the Great Shang to raise 500,000 troops from the West to fight dynasty, Jiang Shang and Ji Fa could not sleep at night."

"Ha ha."

Emperor Xin laughed domineeringly in the hall, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. If it were normal, he would never, but this time it was different! The God-Destroying Killing Tribulation! The battle of the Saint Sect is no longer the usual battle. Will the invincible Taishi Wen Zhong win this time?
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