The King of Fortune

Chapter 7
Three days later, Deng Jiugong set up his formation and confronted the Xiqi army who came to fight, and the battle was imminent.

"Marshal Deng, last time Jiang didn't do his best to save your life. If you don't know the truth, you may follow in the footsteps of the Grand Master sooner or later. Listen to my advice and take your soldiers and horses to quickly withdraw from the west. Qi, so as not to stain the mountains and rivers with blood."

Jiang Ziya sat majesticly on the four faces, stroking his beard, complacent.

He assisted Ji Fa in just a few years, and lost 21 teams in a row, and the elite of the entire big business was wiped out under his superb command.It seems that such a peerless achievement has not been seen in a thousand years.

Deng Jiugong said angrily: "Jiang Ziya, you are just a noodle weaver. You should be killed if you offend the emperor Yuanzai with your words!"

Jiang Ziya's complexion darkened. The thing he was ashamed of in his life was that he had been a villager in Chaoge for several months. When Deng Jiugong mentioned it to his face, he was furious and said coldly: "Deng Jiugong, you are killing yourself. You can't complain. me."

Deng Jiugong snorted coldly and said loudly, "Who will take the lead?"

Hearing this, Han Rong rode forward, holding a long halberd, and said loudly, "Han Rong, who dares to fight me!"

As soon as the words fell, Huang Feihu from the Xiqi camp frowned, and thought to himself: "Isn't Han Rong the guard of Sishui Pass? Why did he become Deng Jiugong's subordinate? And although this person has a similar face to Han Rong, he is more than ten years younger. Oh, how strange!"

"The thief will go crazy, I'm too crazy to meet you!"

A fierce general came out from the opposite side, holding a horse-killing sword in his hand, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a rough voice, revealing a sense of pride.

Han Rong knew this man, the elder of Xiqi, one of the four friends of King Wen, deeply trusted by Ji Fa.This man is both civil and military, shouldering Ji Fa's safety, and his martial arts skills are evident.I thought it would be Nangong Shi, but this guy didn't come, so I took the halberd in Taidian's hand.

Han Rong said with a smile: "It turns out that he is a minister of Xiqi, disrespectful, disrespectful! It's just that a good official is not a good official. It's a pity to come here to die!"

"What an arrogant thief, look at the knife!"

Tai Dian was furious, and the horse-slashing sword smashed towards Han Rong's head with the momentum of piercing through the air.Han Rong smiled faintly, raised his halberd to block it, and with a thud, Taidian felt his hands go numb, and the weapon in his hand fell off. Taking this opportunity, Han Rong swung his halberd to knock Taidian off the horse, and then aimed at the opponent's chest , Throwing the halberd in his hand vigorously.

This scene happened so fast, Tai Dian couldn't dodge at all, his chest was pierced by the halberd, he flew upside down several feet, was nailed to the ground, his eyes widened, his neck tilted, and he died on the spot.

With only two moves, the famous Xiqi general was killed, and Chengtang's camp boiled for a while. Tailuan thought that he was unstoppable in bravery, only inferior to Deng Jiugong, but seeing Han Rong's outstanding performance, he sighed that he was not as good as him.

Deng Jiugong was taken aback. Over the years, he guarded Sanshan Pass and often fought against Eshun. He had seen too many strong generals, but he had never seen such strong generals as Han Rong.

A smile curled up on the corner of Deng Chanyu's mouth. Her father had the foresight, and Uncle Han kept his secrets. The two of them teamed up, and now Jiang Ziya would have a headache.

The two brothers Han Sheng and Han Bian were stunned. In their impression, their father's martial arts were only better than those generals at Sishuiguan. How could he be so brave, like the god of war reborn.

It can be said that after this battle, everyone's eyes on Han Rong have changed, it is awe of the strong.In a world where the weak prey on the strong, the world worships the strong. On the battlefield, personal bravery can sometimes determine a victory. Han Rong's bravery naturally won everyone's respect.

On Xiqi's side, Jiang Ziya and the others gasped, Taidian's martial arts were only a little weaker than Nangong Shi's, but he was no match for Han Rong's one move. How terrifying this man's strength was.

"Who else is not afraid of death!"

A smile flickered across the corner of Han Rong's mouth. In the previous battle, he used his skills. During the fight, he first hit Taidian hard with the thunder force of Lei Lingzhu, and then knocked him off the horse.But in the eyes of others, Han Rong seems to have amazing force.

As soon as this remark came out, the Xiqi generals headed by Nezha gritted their teeth one by one. No matter how powerful their martial arts are, they are worth nothing in front of immortal cultivators.Nezha was about to fight, but Huang Tianxiang was one step ahead, he rode forward and said loudly: "Han Rong, my master is here to kill you!"

"I'm careful!"

Huang Feihu was startled, Han Rong was brave, even if he was himself, he thought he was not an opponent. Although Tianxiang was born with supernatural powers, he used an eight-year-old child to shoot Zhang Guifang's general Feng Lin, but after all, he was still a weakling, and his strength had not yet reached its peak.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Han Rong's eyes, and he said loudly, "Who is coming, tell me your name."

Huang Tianxiang reined in the reins, and said disdainfully: "Young master is Huang Tianxiang, the third son of King Wu Cheng, so I beheaded you today for meritorious service, and you remember it."

"What a big breath!"

Han Rong smiled lightly, and took out the Mountain and River Fan from his arms. He had prepared the Mountain and River Fan early this morning.It may be because the consciousness is connected to the space of fortune, as long as the magic weapon born from the space, even if he has no spiritual power, he can drive it at will.

If Deng Jiugong is convinced, how can he do it without showing his ability to press the box.He threw the gold-painted fan into the air, and the whole fan emitted a faint golden light in the air, and opened it with a sound.

On the gold-painted fan surface, a mountain, a river, and a roc are painted with fine brushwork, with delicate and lifelike brushwork.The sky suddenly changed, the wind rose, the clouds surged, thunder and lightning flashed, and there was a sense of chilling between the heaven and the earth.

The soldiers of both sides looked at the fan floating in mid-air one after another, with puzzled expressions on their faces.A fan can affect the weather, which is definitely a legendary fairy treasure.

"This Han Rong is also a heretic."

Jiang Ziya's face was startled, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.If the opponent is a simple military general, he has hundreds of methods to eliminate him, but if it is a heretic, I am afraid it will take more effort.

Huang Tianxiang said in surprise: "Han Rong, do you think you can bluff the young master by taking out a broken fan? Let's see!"

When he was speaking, he stepped forward with a gun in his hand. The long gun in his hand was forged in the furnace of the Taishang Laojun, and it was very powerful.Back then, it was this gun that was able to pick Feng Lin and make a big splash on the battlefield.

"The ignorant are fearless."

Han Rong shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with Huang Tianxiang, he held the fan in mid-air and slapped it lightly, only to see the fan tremble, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain in the middle picture of the fan moved out, and it grew when it saw the wind. It actually grew into a hill more than ten feet high, and then pressed towards Huang Tianxiang who was rushing like a Taishan mountain pressing on the top.

Huang Tianxiang only felt a huge shadow covering him, he was shocked, and he rode his horse to leave, but the horse was pressed down by the mountain just after a few steps, and only heard a scream, even the horse and man were turned into flesh cake.

A mountain of more than ten feet, weighing hundreds of thousands of catties, is not what a mortal body can bear. This is because Han Rong can't drive spiritual energy, otherwise it would not be difficult for a mountain to be more than a hundred feet long. Qi Jun was killed and wounded.

"This……"

Jiang Ziya was dumbfounded. It was the first time he had seen such a magical weapon that could turn the objects in the paintings into real objects.Seeing his son's death, Huang Feihu was so distraught that he almost fainted.

Huang Tianhua's eyes were red, and he was about to step forward to avenge his younger brother, but was stopped by Jiang Ziya.

"Mingjin withdraws troops."

Before figuring out the origin of the fan, Jiang Ziya didn't dare to try it rashly. After all, he lost two generals at once, and he was a little bit pained.With an order, the Xiqi army retreated like a tide.

(End of this chapter)