Tortoise of the Great Desolation

Chapter 637
One hit three, and the fight is still at the same level. For the twelve golden immortals under Yuxu's sect, it is still possible to try under normal circumstances.

After all, even if it is a Daluo Jinxian, with Lingbao and without Lingbao, with a teacher and Ye Luzi, the gap should still not be too big.

But the problem is that Guangchengzi and others who know a little bit about the inside story of Fengshen don't think that the people in Sishuiguan, Qinglongguan and Jiamengguan will be the kind of weak chicken Daluo Jinxian.

These people may not have as many spiritual treasures as them, and the inheritance of skills is not as good as them, but in terms of combat effectiveness, these people will definitely not be weaker than them.

The reason is also very simple. These people have all experienced the catastrophe of the world in ancient times. The catastrophe of the world at that time was not a trivial matter. To survive the catastrophe of heaven and earth, there is almost no soft persimmon.

In this case, Guang Chengzi and the others may still have the confidence to fight one-on-one, but one-on-three
They looked at each other, Guang Chengzi and the others looked at me and I looked at you, none of them had a bottom line.

This scene fell into Shen Gongbao's eyes, and he was also very helpless.

Originally, the last time he was called back to Kunlun Mountain by Yuanshi Tianzun to entrust him with important tasks, he was quite happy, because he felt that since the entire Yuxu Palace was standing behind him, what else could he not do?
But why doesn't it seem so simple now?

I have just raised my army, and I haven't even conquered a pass, so why are there so many strong men on the opposite side?
Where did these people come from!
It can only be said that it is fortunate that Yuanshi Tianzun did not tell Shen Gongbao that the current master of the great merchant is Shen Gui, otherwise Shen Gongbao might quit now.

Everyone in the big tent was silent for a long time, and in the end it was Reverend Yuding who broke the silence first.

He said: "No matter what, let's try it first. Since the teacher asked us to help Junior Brother Gongbao, then no matter how difficult we face, we have to give it a try."

Hearing what Master Yuding said, Guang Chengzi, as the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, also came to his senses, and immediately said: "Junior Brother Yuding said that although there are many strong people on the opposite side, why should I, a member of the Yuxu sect, be afraid! Gongbao Junior brother, get ready and send troops tomorrow to attack Sishui Pass."

Shen Gongbao nodded, and replied: "Senior brother is right. I just don't know who will be the vanguard when we attack the city tomorrow?"

It is said that those Xiqi generals in the big tent look at me and I look at you, everyone is willing to stand up.

The situation is now very clear. Although they are Xiqi merchants in name, they are actually fighting with gods. How dare they ordinary people go up to die?

Seeing this, Yang Jian took the initiative to stand up and said: "Tomorrow, let Yang be the vanguard when attacking the city. Since Yang is here for experience, it is natural to fight against powerful enemies. Besides, Yang also wants to see it. What is the mystery of the Great Luo Realm?"

Seeing that Yang Jian took the initiative to fight, Shen Gongbao hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "In that case, General Yang will be the vanguard tomorrow."

Hearing Shen Gongbao's arrangement, Guang Chengzi and the others looked at each other without any objection.

Shen Gongbao didn't know who was in the Sishuiguan opposite, but they did.

As Yang Jian, even if he loses in the battle tomorrow, nothing will happen. Instead, he can test the opponent's strength, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the camp of the Western Zhou Dynasty buried pots for cooking.

After all the soldiers had eaten, Yang Jian led the troops out of the camp, and Shen Gongbao then led the army out of the camp to watch Yang Jian call out.

At the same time, many eyes in the Three Realms are also focused on this small place.

With such a big commotion in the Western Zhou camp, it is natural that Sishui Guanzhong would not be unaware of it.

Therefore, Han Rong had already sent someone to notify Qiu Shouxian.

Therefore, when Yang Jian led the troops to call for formation outside Sishui Pass, Qiu Shouxian and the others were also standing on the city wall to watch the formation.

Looking at Yang Jian who was screaming outside the city, Qiu Shouxian curled his lips.

In fact, until now, he still hasn't figured out why His Majesty's godson ran to the opposite side.

However, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. This does not hinder what he is going to do now.

Anyway, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has already said, just beat him half to death.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shouxian said to a black-faced man beside him: "Old Hei, are you going to fight this battle?"

Hearing this, the black-faced man next to Qiu Shouxian twisted his neck and grinned: "Is it a bit too bullying for me to go up? Although His Majesty said that it is enough to beat him to death, but this is His Majesty's godson after all, otherwise Just send a brat from the Taiyi realm up there, save some face for this one."

Hearing what the big man said, Qiu Shouxian shook his head: "Old Hei, don't take it lightly. After all, this is His Majesty's godson. Who can guarantee that he has no means to save his life? Besides, he is only one step away from the Da Luo realm now. In the distance, although those little brats in the city are also in the Taiyi realm, it is estimated that no one is his opponent."

Hearing this, the big man nodded: "Okay, then I will go."

After finishing speaking, the black-faced man jumped off the top of the city without leading any soldiers.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole was smashed into the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Jian, who was riding on the horse, frowned, and shouted: "I am Yang Jian, the vanguard general of Xiqi, who is here?"

The big man walked up to Yang Jian's formation, shook his arms, and said with a chuckle, "King Heiji."

Hearing what the big man said, Qiu Shouxian couldn't help laughing on the city wall, and said to himself: "King Black? It's been a long time since the blind man has used this nickname."

These big Luo monks were mostly demon kings in ancient times, but later on there was Emperor Jun Taiyi, and now Shen Gui commanded the demon clans all over the world, but their nicknames when they were demon kings were rarely used anymore.

"Black Bear King?" Yang Jian snorted coldly: "It's just a black bear spirit, what a big tone!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian jumped up from the horse and rushed towards the black bear spirit.

Seeing this, the black bear spirit looked depressed.

Obviously Yang Jian's level is lower than his, but how can he see his true face at a glance?
Of course, depression is depression, but it will not delay his action.

Seeing Yang Jian rushing up with a three-pointed two-edged knife, the black bear stretched out his hand, and a long spear—perhaps a weapon that could no longer be called a long spear appeared in his hand.

He said it was a long spear because it looked like a black-tasseled spear.

However, the thickness of the gun barrel was far beyond what a normal spear should be, and it was like a small pillar.

Then the black bear picked up his spear and threw it directly at Yang Jian.

That's right, just swing.

It was as if what he was holding in his hand was not really a spear, but an iron pillar.

A roar.

Yang Jian flew out directly.

(End of this chapter)