Master of Hongjun

Under the city of Xiqi, the two sides spread out their battles and launched a massacre. It was really a killing. The blood flowed like a river, and the corpses were everywhere. The clouds were gloomy and the mist was shrouded.

Immortals against immortals, mortals against mortals, generals against generals, soldiers against soldiers, catching and fighting in twos and threes, and at this time both sides are blood-red.

But it is said that Li Shou, the fourth eldest of the four brothers of the Mo family, first attacked and killed Huang Tianhua, the son of Huang Feihu, which aroused Yang Jian's revenge and Nezha's anger. God burst.

Regardless of how small Nezha is, Gein is the incarnation of a lotus flower, and his physical body is fixed and cannot grow again.A small body does not mean that Nezha has a big heart.Mo Lishou's words were right, and successfully angered Nezha, but Nezha's hands were unambiguous.

"Damn Popi, how dare you talk nonsense, see if I don't peel your skin!" Nezha's tender face flushed, the tip of the fire-pointed gun pointed at Mo Lishou, and with his right hand, the fire-pointed gun rushed like a shooting star Mo Lishou.Mo Lishou laughed, swung his whips, and rolled them towards the flaming spear.

Mo Lishou's double whips are also treasures. They are refined from the skin of a dragon that Mo Lishou found in the depths of the Yellow River after searching all over thousands of mountains and rivers. Water can't get in, it can be short or long, and its power should not be underestimated.

Nezha's fire-pointed spear was bestowed by Taiyi Daoist, and it is also a great acquired spiritual treasure.

The two meet, the double whips use softness to overcome rigidity, and successfully wrap around the fire-pointed gun.The fire-pointed gun was wrapped around the body of the gun by the double whips, no matter how hard it was to advance an inch, Nezha screamed in anger.Nezha pouted with a flushed little face, pulled his fingers together, retracted the pointed gun, and gave Mo Lishou a hard look.

"Little Huangkou, you dare to speak insultingly even if you are average, stay where you are cool, and don't hinder the way of the Taoist." Mo Lishou smiled slightly mockingly, and sneered at Nezha coldly.After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Nezha, turned around and grabbed Yang Jian again with double whips.

Yang Jian was having a great time fighting with Mo Liqing, the two of them fought to the fullest in heaven and earth.Where the two of them are, the receiving air machine fluctuates, sand and rocks fly, the ground shakes and the mountains shake.

Mo Liqing took a mouthful of the Qingyun sword, which was airtight, tightly guarding all vital points, without leaking.Yang Jian is known as the number one master among the three generations of disciples of interpretation and teaching, and his cultivation is not too much. The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu was originally the only method for melee combat, and there are 72 changes. Qing also couldn't help Yang Jian.

On the other side, Lei Zhenzi held a golden stick and fought for [-] rounds with Mo Lihai, the youngest of the four brothers of the Mo family, without revealing his defeat.This Lei Zhenzi will be a great person in the future, he is the Emperor Gouchen who commands all monsters in the world, he ranks under the Six Royals, and has a high position and authority.

One will be the future Heavenly King and the other will be the future Heavenly Emperor. The two are so easy to kill.Lei Zhenzi has two wings on his back, and when he flies up, there will be the sound of wind and thunder. With one wing, there will be thunder and lightning shuttles to open the gate of the sea of ​​magic rituals. With a golden stick in his hand, he dances like a tiger and a tiger like a wind, the clouds are rippling, and the storm is hard to reach. its body.

The magic ritual sea transported spears to stab repeatedly, and spear flowers emerged from the spears. Each flower looks coquettish, but it is made of condensed immortal energy, and if it sticks, the flesh will crumble and the spirit will disappear.Carrying the pipa on your back and plucking the strings repeatedly, there will be bursts of soul-stirring sounds, accompanied by surging wind and fire, the sound is piercing like a sharp sword, and the wind and fire are piercing through the body like a cold sword.

"Worthy of being the disciple of the sage of Yuanshi Tianzun, he is well trained. Even a few rising stars can draw with the four brothers of the Mo family who I have intercepted. It is really rare! I don't know how many rising stars like this are in the teaching. If All the disciples of the three generations are so outstanding, it is dangerous for me to cut off the teaching!" The old grand master Wen Zhong squinted his eyes slightly, and sat calmly on the back of Mo Qilin to watch the battle, and he kept analyzing the situation on the battlefield in his heart.

Of course, Wen Zhong didn't know that the few "rising stars" of Chanjiao that he saw before him were all cultivated by Chanjiao after spending a lot of money.Except for that unlucky Huang Tianhua, the other three were not ordinary mortals, and they couldn't be compared with the ordinary disciples of three generations of Chanjiao.

Just as Mr. Wen Zhong was thinking about it, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.Yang Jian made bombs, using 72 transformations to create a fake body to lure Mo Liqing into being fooled, and then Xiao Tiangou suddenly attacked and bit Mo Liqing's hind leg.Mo Liqing was caught off guard and was about to fight back when a bright light suddenly shot from behind and passed through his head.

Mo Liqing couldn't even imagine that Yang Jian's closed three eyes turned out to be a killer weapon, and its power could be so strong.Unprepared, he was killed by the strong light from Yang Jian's three eyes, the whole red head burst open, and the headless body fell to the ground from mid-air.

"Brother!" Mo Liqing frowned, causing the other three brothers to have a big accident, and when they found out, it was too late to rescue them.The three of them let out a mournful roar in unison, their faces were wild, and they wailed as if they had gone crazy.

On the battlefield, distraction is the most taboo.Mo Liqing's frowning distracted the other three brothers of the Mo family, but it gave the Chanjiao disciples an opportunity to take advantage of it.Nezha took advantage of Mo Lishou's mournful roar and had no time to take care of his own defense, so he took the time to smash Mo Lishou to death.After Yang Jian killed Mo Liqing, he made a clone and sneaked into Mo Lihong's side, and a three-pointed two-edged knife flew Mo Lihong away.On the other side, Lei Zhenzi's wings fluttered, and countless thunderbolts frantically struck Mo Lihai's forehead.Taking advantage of Mo Lihai's paralysis and being unable to move, Lei Zhenzi smashed Mo Lihai to death with a golden stick.

The death of Mo Liqing triggered a chain reaction, so that the four brothers of the Mo family fell one after another. In the blink of an eye, rabbits rose and sparrows fell, and the time of falling far exceeded Wen Zhong's expectation.

The four Mo family brothers died, and Yang Jian, Nezha and Lei Zhenzi had no opponents. They pulled out and rushed towards the other Jiejiao monks.

The Jiejiao disciples present at this time, except for the four brothers of the Mo family, were not of great cultivation, but ordinary disciples of the third and fourth generations, who could not withstand the onslaught of Yang Jian and others, and died one after another.

Under the butterfly effect, the battle between the two armies became one-sided. The morale of the Jiejiao plummeted, while the morale of the Chanjiao rose sharply.

"Alas... the army is defeated like a mountain, and the victory and defeat are on the line. This battle has been won or lost. Continuing to fight will only increase casualties. Order the withdrawal of troops!"

Old Master Wen Zhong had fought battles for a long time, and knew that it was not appropriate to fight again at this time, so he ordered his lieutenant general Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

When the Shang army heard the sound of the drum, Sa Yatou retreated. The Xiqi army division took advantage of the victory to pursue and kill for more than ten miles, leaving behind the corpses of the merchant army all over the place.

After this battle, Wen Zhong's army retreated for 20 miles, losing more than a dozen Jiejiao disciples, and more than [-] casualties among ordinary soldiers.