In Xiqi City.

The gloomy wind suddenly rose at the Conferred God Platform, a faint cry of sorrow rang in everyone's ears, and the commander's flag at the top of the city was blown away by the wind.

During the war, Jiang Ziya, Huang Feihu and others did not rest, but gathered in front of the palace, waiting for the battle report from the spies ahead. When they saw the scene before them, Jiang Ziya's expression changed drastically.

The heroic spirits are on the list, and the stars in the sky have returned to their places. Is this a loss of a general?

Huang Feihu's expression changed even more. He sat on the five-color sacred cow, his body was no longer stable, and he screamed in pain, "My son, Tianxiang."

He shouted out and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned like gold paper and he fell down.

"You actually broke Huang Tianxiang?"

"How is it possible? Jin Zha, Muzha, Nangong Shi and the others attack together. No matter what happens, they will not lose so quickly..."

Calculating the time, it was not long after the troops were launched at this time. Maybe the battle has just begun, and the winner has already been decided?

Huang Feibao, Huang Feibiao, Huang Tianlu and Huang Tianjue all looked sad.

But Nezha stood aside, shrinking his neck involuntarily, thinking that this was indeed the case.

Previously, he thought that the arrogant Huang family boy was a short-lived guy, and now it was indeed the case.

There was a battle with Huang Tianhao that day, but others didn't know it, but Nezha, who was the incarnation of lotus root, had a transparent mind and had a unique understanding of fighting, knew it.

In fact, he couldn't even defeat half of the opponent's strength. He even knew that he couldn't defeat him even if he used his three-headed and six-armed fighting skills.

Moreover, he also clearly realized that the young general who looked not much older than him actually didn't have much malice and seemed to be playing with him.

However, if you think that the other party is not dangerous because you haven't killed him and you can just slap him in the face, then you are wrong.

Among the mediocre marksmanship skills, there is a bloody sea that cannot be seen.

Therefore, the follower would rather be beaten like a fool and be extremely embarrassed, that is, not letting go of magic weapons or performing magical powers. Just because he is afraid of cornering the opponent, not only will all his treasures be taken away, but his own life will also be taken away.

After cutting off the flesh and bones, and returning the father to the mother, he was considered dead for once.

Nezha cherishes his resurrected life more than anyone else.

He looks brave and reckless, but in fact, it's just because he knows that he will not die.

Combat wisdom, that is leverage.

As for Huang Tianxiang, in Nezha's eyes, he looked like he was seeking death.

Of course, there are also my two nominal brothers who have not experienced the blows of life. I don’t know what is going on at this time.

Needless to say, he still had a little expectation in his heart.

Probably because I was beaten so badly and you actually won a big victory, wouldn't that make me look useless?

'Dragon Stake, Wu Gou Sword... they are quite powerful. I wonder if the two master uncles will regret leaving the treasure in their hands?'

…

Jin Zha and Muzha were dumbfounded.

Not because of anything else.

They are used to cleaning up the mess afterward. They think that they are born in the Immortal Mountain, are disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, and have the magic weapon that has endured all the calamities with them. No matter what, there is no chance of an accident happening.

However, Huang Tianxiang just led his troops to charge, and within a few breaths, before they could get into position and choose the angle of attack, the awesome young general was already completely on the street.

Die too soon.

So much so that Jin Zha and Muzha didn't react at all.

The battlefield suddenly came to a standstill.

Even the rain of arrows that came like locusts became sparse.

"That's it?"

"The general is mighty!"

Twenty thousand divine archers burst out with a shocking roar.

The pressure that Huang Tianxiang had just led his troops into battle was completely gone.

An army of 50,000 men and many generals, so what?

As long as that person is riding in front.

No matter how many enemies rush forward, they will only die.

"Good marksmanship and good tactics. Kill Huang Tianxiang quickly when I am not prepared. Before coming, they were cautious. Xiaodao didn't feel anything about it yet. But now I know that they didn't think highly of you."

Jin Zha's face turned red and looked angry.

We went on an expedition at the same time, and even boasted about Haikou in front of our uncle. As a result, it turned out to be like this, and I was really embarrassed to see others.

"Second brother, did you take action, or did you take action for my brother?"

"Brother, please come first."

Mu Zha gave way.

Following the master's orders and going down the mountain to help Zhou and making contributions was actually very important to them, as it was related to their resources for enlightenment later on.

Especially after one's own side has lost a general, and then kills the enemy, the credit is a bit more substantial.

Humility at this time is a true brotherhood. Compared with the treatment of Nezha, it smells a little less plastic.

"Well, let's see what we can do as a brother."

Jin Zha flipped his palm, and the golden light went straight towards Niu Dou. A small and exquisite golden wooden stake with a dragon-shaped relief appeared in his hand, and he just threw it into the air.

Then he rode forward.

He is very skilled now.

Once the dragon escape pile is released, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he will just surrender and beheaded by him.

The sky suddenly became strange and magnificent, with dazzling golden light, and nine dragon shapes roared and rolled wildly. While the body was circling, a strange and powerful force was suppressing it, and rolled down towards the Yang Lin.

It obviously doesn't look very fast.

However, this force seems to have sealed off the entire space, binding the body and locking the soul. There is nowhere to escape in the sky and on the earth.

"Tianhao..."

When Aunt Xue saw this power, she was extremely frightened.

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running away.

She felt that this magic weapon was even more powerful than the Manja Pot she had seen in Aokibe.

The Nine Dragons Dance is even more bluffing.

Can he block it?

Obviously knowing that Yang Lin still has powerful means to defend himself, he can't help but worry in his heart.

The little fox also lost some joy. He watched blankly as the golden light fell, the dragons twisted down, his palms trembled slightly, and the fox tail swayed uneasily.

The 20,000-god archers tensed up, their hearts pounding, and they could only fire arrows mechanically.

Even though the rain of arrows rushed into the sky, it turned into debris and fell, without causing any results.

"My dear, it seems that that boy Nezha really doesn't want to see you two. He doesn't want to explain such an important matter to you in detail."

Yang Lin chuckled.

The more powerful this baby is, the happier he will be.

Whether the treasure money can make meritorious deeds does not depend on the power and level of the other party's treasure, or even who the owner of the treasure is. With the use of trading methods, even Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Divine Pearl can be purchased, and the Dragon Escape Pile can be purchased.

Of course there is no exception.

"Go ahead, little money..."

His shirt fluttered in the wind, and a piece of money popped out of his palm.

That golden square-hole copper coin was not eye-catching at all. In the blink of an eye, it was equipped with wings and flew up.

In an unavoidable and unstoppable posture, he bit into the body of the Dunlong Stake.

Baji...

The dragon escape pile had just flown to the highest point when the dragon shadow jumped three feet above Yang Lin's head, and a ray of golden light touched his golden armor and robe.

The next moment, the golden light dimmed, and the sky was as clear as water.

Copper coins and wooden stakes, like kites with broken strings, fell lightly into Yang Lin's hands.

"Cut...what?"

Jin Zha took the lead, rushed forward, brandished his sword, and was about to chop off Yang Lin's head.

In his expectation, Yang Lin should be frozen on the spot, unable to move, and could only die.

Unexpectedly, the dragon escape pile suddenly cut off the connection with the soul.

He was panicked and his eyes were blank.

The red shadow flashed slightly in front of his eyes, and the sharp and sharp aura pierced his chest.

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Chapter completed!