Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 223 [Zhang Yan takes action and repels Gong Ming]

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, a three-foot green blade in his hand burst into sharpness, and a whistling sound came from the air.

Yang Jiao and others looked solemn. They knew that Zhao Gongming was angry. Taiyi Golden Immortal and Daluo Golden Immortal were two completely different levels of existence.

Facing the existence of a Daluo Golden Immortal, no matter how many Taiyi Golden Immortals come, it will not work, even if it is half a step to the Daluo realm.

Because Daluo Jinxian controls the power of laws, even if he does not use magic power, Taiyi Jinxian cannot resist by virtue of controlling the laws.

"Nezha."

Yang Jiao groaned softly, with a solemn look on his face, obviously ready to unleash his full strength.

Hearing this, Nezha nodded slightly and a terrifying aura burst out from his smaller body. This aura was more powerful than all the Chan Cult disciples present, and he seemed to be competing with Zhao Gongming.

However, just when Nezha was about to use his method of becoming completely possessed, a big hand pressed on Nezha's head, suppressing the demonic energy that was about to burst out.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.

"Master."

"Uncle."

Chan taught everyone to salute respectfully to the figure that suddenly appeared.

The person who came was none other than Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan had already observed the situation here when the battle started. When he saw that Nezha was about to become possessed, Zhang Yan took action.

"Senior Brother Daoyan."

Zhao Gongming's face was startled, and he looked a little ugly. Naturally, he would not forget that more than two hundred years ago, his twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls were taken away, and he was even taught a lesson by the other party.

"Junior Brother Zhao Gongming, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to see you after hundreds of years. You have entered the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."

Zhang Yan had a good posture and didn't look like an enemy at all. He seemed to have completely forgotten about taking away Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Shenzhu.

"Thank you. Senior Brother Daoyan is here to help Xiqi rebel."

"Junior brother Gongming, don't you know that the fate of the Yin and Shang Dynasties has come to an end, and Xiqi is the co-leader of the destiny. This is the general trend of heaven."

"Junior brother, don't you remember what Uncle Tongtian said, asking you to recite Huang Ting silently and not go down the mountain, and don't be involved in the calamity of death."

"Humph."

Zhao Gongming's expression kept changing. The leader of Tongtian Cult had naturally said this, but Zhao Gongming still came out, which showed his attitude.

And Zhao Gongming is also accomplished in cultivation and has a strong Taoist heart, so it is naturally impossible to dismiss what he believes.

"Junior brother, it's better to go back. This is a matter for me to explain my teaching. Don't let your teacher get involved, otherwise it will be difficult for Uncle Tongtian to explain it to him in the end."

Zhang Yan didn't understand Zhao Gongming's thoughts, but some things still had to be made clear. If Zhao Gongming insisted on participating, Zhang Yan would not hold back on him.

"No need to say any more, let's fight."

Zhao Gongming shook his head and looked at Zhang Yan firmly, full of fighting spirit.

"You are no match for me."

Zhang Yan shook his head. Zhao Gongming was pretty good among the Jiejiao. Like Sanxiao, he was transformed into a cloud and had a relatively pure personality. However, what such a person believes in is that even nine cows cannot pull him back.

"It's no use talking more."

After Zhao Gong said it clearly, the sword in his hand bloomed with infinite energy, and his aura increased to a higher level.

It turned out that even if Zhao Gongming was ready to take action against Yang Jiao and others, he did not use all his cultivation.

But facing Zhang Yan, it was completely different. He had to use ten levels of strength, otherwise he might not even be able to make a single move.

"You guys should step back first."

Zhang Yan shook his head and called out to Yang Jiao and others, then looked at Zhao Gongming and said: "It seems that junior brother can only go to the list of gods."

"Whoops!" What greeted Zhang Yan was a sharp edge, which was tens of thousands of feet in size and was slashing towards Zhang Yan. The sharp aura seemed to cut open the sky.

Facing this slash, Zhang Yan did not make any defensive moves, but quietly stared at the incoming attack.

"Junior brother's cultivation has increased a lot, but this attack is really too weak."

Zhang Yan shook his head and sighed, but there was a flash of light in his eyes. With a wave of his sleeve, a light and gentle breath turned into a breeze and swept in front of him.

"call out!"

The ten thousand-foot-long sword energy swept through the breeze, but disappeared in an instant. It followed the breeze and rolled back towards Zhao Gongming. At the same time, Zhao Gongming's sharp edge was also rolled back, and every bit of it was returned to Zhao Gongming. go.

Zhao Gongming's expression changed drastically, and the long sword in his hand danced with an airtight sword flower, forming a cloud-like sword light in front of him.

"boom!"

The majestic power struck, and Zhao Gongming flew hundreds of miles backwards.

"good."

Zhang Yan chuckled lightly and looked at the embarrassed Zhao Gongming who turned around.

"If you continue to fight, Junior Brother Zhao Gongming, I really won't hold back anymore."

As Zhang Yan finished speaking, the aura of terror gradually rose. Zhang Yan was not joking when he said this. He would really kill Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming looked hesitant. He was naturally afraid of death. This was a common phenomenon in ancient times. The higher the cultivation level, the more afraid of death.

In the end, Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth and did not say harsh words to Zhang Yan, but escaped directly into the sky and clouds, not knowing where to go.

"He ran really fast."

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and looked at Zhao Gongming leaving. He knew that it was obviously impossible to let Zhao Gongming leave like this.

It is not difficult to kill Zhao Gongming, but Zhang Yan cannot do it because he is a quasi-sage cultivator. Killing Zhao Gongming in an obviously unfair situation may cause a riot by the leader of Tongtian Cult.

If it really angered the leader of Tongtian and took action personally, even Yuanshi Tianzun would not be able to save the situation in time.

Therefore, Zhang Yan did not chase Zhao Gongming, but beat him away.

If Zhao Gongming gives up, he may still be alive. If he doesn't give up, Zhang Yan has many ways to kill him, and Tongtian Cult Leader will not be able to blame him.

"Master (Uncle Master)."

Yang Jiao and others rushed forward and saluted Zhang Yan.

"You clean up the situation and I'll leave first."

War between mortals does not attract Zhang Yan. He will not pay attention to the killing of each other among human races.

As Zhao Gongming left, the entire battlefield became one-sided, and the Yin and Shang army retreated again.

Xiqi Camp.

Everyone in Xiqi held a banquet, and there was cheering everywhere.

Jiang Ziya raised the wine cauldron and said, "Thankfully, senior brother took action this time, otherwise Xiqi would have endangered himself."

This great victory can be said to have knocked back all the previously suppressed evil spirits. Xiqi regained his military morale and was about to attack Chaoge all the way.

"Report!"

But at this moment, a sergeant walked into the camp.

"There is a person outside the tent asking to see him, saying that he is here to help Xiqi."

"Taoist, please come quickly."

(End of this chapter)