Demon Master Becomes a Saint

On the next day, Wen Zhong's army set off for Yuan Fu Tong's camp. Wen Zhong was prepared and quickly locked onto the location of the rebel army, finding the Yuan Fu Tong Army's base.

The merchant army had come prepared, and they came at once; Wen Zhong's famous general was invincible. Yuan Futong suddenly heard about the enemy's situation and panicked. How could he block it? In that instant, he was beaten into a mess. The North Sea's rebel army scattered in all directions. The number of dead was beyond measure.

The victory of the army, Wen Zhong calculated the outcome of the battle, beheading over a hundred thousand, Yuan Futong's eldest son was killed, all seventy-two dukes were either killed or reduced to fifty-four people. Yuan Futong was blown away by a gust of wind and disappeared. Wen Zhong chased the defeated North Sea soldiers for more than three hundred miles. In the end, because the grasslands were vast and the enemy had scattered, and Yuan Futong had gone missing, he was unable to chase after them. They could only order their troops to retreat and return to Blackwater City to gather some troops to get more information on Yuan Futong.

On the other hand, Yuan Futong was blown away by a gust of weird wind as he blurrily returned to Blackwater City. When he woke up, he saw clearly who had saved him. Yuan Futong immediately kneeled down and said, "Please have mercy on me, Immortal Elder. Save Yuan Futong's life. "Yuan Futong is willing to be a Shrine of Supreme Immortals, and the North Sea will be a believer of the Supreme Immortal for generations to come."

He saw a thin man with a yellow face holding a tree branch. It was Daoist Zhun Ti who travelled across the mortal world and came to the east to seek trouble. He smiled slightly and said: "You can go back and gather the people from the old clan and regroup them. This humble one has his own strategies and plans to prevent Wen Zhong from finding your traces."

Yuan Futong was a mortal, how could he recognize the body of Saint Zhun Ti! He paused for a moment and said unwillingly: "The former Immortal elder said that I had rebelled against the Shang Dynasty, and when the great army came to attack, he taught me to avoid battle, and to tire the enemy so that he would retreat if he did not fight. However, even thousands of kilometers away from the North Sea, Wen Zhong still managed to find his tracks. My family's old and young were all killed by Wen Zhong, I don't even know how many of them escaped. I want to have a duel with Wen Zhong to take revenge. Grand Elder, please be merciful and help me with your great mana. "

Zhun Ti pondered for a moment and said: "Fine! Let me give you a hand, show off North Sea's strength in front of the merchant army, and don't let Wen Zhong underestimate you. Otherwise, when he returns to the capital, it will be difficult to call him out again. You can go clean up the old tribe and fight with Wen Zhong in a fight to vent his anger, at that time, This Penniless Priest will help you succeed. "

Yuan Futong was overjoyed as he thanked him and left. He had to take care of the defeated soldiers and recover one hundred and seventy thousand men. He immediately found a dangerous place to set up camp and sent a challenge to Wen Zhong's army.

Wen Zhong was currently in his camp sending people to scout for traces of Yuan Futong, when he suddenly heard that Yuan Futong had sent someone to send out a written challenge. He was overjoyed, and thought to himself: "This is the will of the heavens, for me to exterminate this thief!" Immediately the original report was sent back: The battle will be decided in five days.

Inside Yuan Futong's tent, it was brightly lit. Sage Zhun Ti was there, laughing lightly as he said to Yuan Futong: "Marquis Jun, do not worry about the duel between Wen Zhong and I, this humble one will give you a treasure, it will definitely ensure the safety of your army." As he spoke, he took out a golden Buddha and handed it to Yuan Futong.

Yuan Futong took it and looked at it. The Golden Buddha was sitting cross-legged on the lotus throne, and his face looked kind and amiable. The two golden lights in his eyes seemed to be solid as they emitted a bone-piercing coldness. This treasure was created during Zhun Ti's free time and was used to display the buddhist magic. Yuan Futong was overjoyed. "Many thanks for the Supreme Immortal's gift!" He respectfully hung the golden Buddha on his robes.

Zhun Ti then continued, "Tomorrow will be the gathering of troops. I will naturally help in secret so that the other party's techniques cannot be used. Then, you can take this opportunity to lead the charge."

Yuan Futong only accepted his promise and respectfully sent Zhun Ti out of the Sect.

On the day of the final battle, both sides sent out their horses to the battlefield. Separated by a single arrow, the two sides lined up in a battle formation. They were filled with flags, shiny sabers and spears reflected the sun's rays, emitting a cold chill and a strong will to fight.

Wen Zhong urged the Ink Qilin to the front and said to Yuan Futong, "Traitor! The current Emperor was a wise man, and there was nothing in this world that he could not submit to. Yin Shang treated people with kindness and righteousness, he had never suffered a loss to the people of the North Sea. Why did you raise the flag to rebel? Your disciples set the North Sea on fire, and caused the people to suffer the calamities of the Blades and Soldiers! Now quickly get off your horse and surrender, and get away from the punishment of slaughter! "

Yuan Futong heard this and flew into a rage: "Old Wen Zhong, the North Sea is a foreign land and originally did not belong to Yin Shang. It is because of you that I, Bei Hai, had no choice but to obey. Now I have resorted to rebellion to save the people of the North Sea. You came here with the intention to kill, so you should not blame me! "

Wen Zhong was furious after hearing what he said, he immediately summoned the Ink Qilin to attack Yuan Futong, who welcomed the attack with his blade. Wen Zhong was a disciple with high Jie Religious Sect and superb martial arts skills, so how could Yuan Futong be his opponent? The two of them had only battled for a few rounds and had already lashed him on the shoulder.

Although Wen Zhong's whip had hit Yuan Fu Tong's body hard, it did not affect him at all.

Yuan Fu Tong knew that he could not defeat Wen Zhong and galloped back. He had only run a few steps when he realized that there was no pain in his body at all. Turning his head to look, he saw that his shoulder was completely undamaged. The golden Buddha on his shoulder was emitting a auspicious light, protecting his entire body.

Wen Zhong could not help but hesitate, he understood that there was an expert from the North Sea Army helping, and did not dare to give the order to attack. He saw that Yuan Futong had returned to his original formation and was holding the Golden Buddha high in the air. All of a sudden, the Buddhist chant was released. The golden Buddha emitted bursts of golden light, causing the Shang Dynasty's army to be blinded, while the Northern Sea army felt their entire body warm up, filled with the desire to do battle.

Yuan Fu Tong took the opportunity to attack, Wen Zhong immediately shouted for the merchant army to form a formation, his weapon slowly retreating. Fortunately, the Grand Preceptor Wen's leadership skills were unparalleled, but the Yin Shang army's fighting strength was still strong. Facing Yuan Fu Tong's halberd, Wen Zhong opened the three eyes on his forehead, barely blocking the waves of buddhist light, protecting the troops that were retreating into the camp, unable to hold on. One of them sent someone to investigate what was so strange about the North Sea Army.

Yuan Fu Tong brought his men to challenge the Yuan Gate every day. Grand Preceptor Wen had appeared on the battlefield a few times, and although he had defeated Yuan Futong, the golden Buddha was still powerful, and every time Yuan Futong would fight for a while, he would call up the golden Buddha and leave. This caused Wen Zhong to be so angry that the Three Corpses s became irritable and smoke in his seven orifices. He couldn't help but feel depressed. They might as well hang up their war free tags and keep quiet until they were out of sight.

On this day, Grand Preceptor Wen was in the middle of thinking of a way to defeat the enemy. At this time, the people of Yin Shang's army all had worried looks on their faces, being worried about the situation of the army, Grand Preceptor Wen's heart was burning with anxiety.

Wen Zhong was troubled by the war, hoping for help from the capable men. Just then, the guards suddenly came over to report, Saint Master Kun Peng came over to seek an audience, he immediately went to greet them, and saw that the person who came was Human Clan Saint Master Kun Peng.

Seeing Saint Master, Wen Zhong was naturally pleasantly surprised, and immediately invited Kun Peng into the main tent, then told him about Yuan Futong's reliance on the golden buddha, which caused the merchant army to return empty-handed again and again.

After Kun Peng heard this, he said: "Don't worry! Since this humble Taoist has come here, I will naturally meet with Yuan Futong and his backers tomorrow to see what kind of abilities he has. "

Wen Zhong was overjoyed upon hearing this. As a disciple of the Jie Religious Sect, he naturally knew the mighty Kun Peng of Saint Master. Even a saint had to give him some face. He immediately put down the heavy burden in his heart.

The next day, Yuan Futong came with his troops to show off their strength. Before Kun Peng appeared in front of the troops from both sides, the chief inspector said to Yuan Futong: "Cheng Tang has been in power for 600 years, and has not lost his virtue. Why did you gather a group of people to rebel and bring about your own destruction? "

Yuan Fu Tong was annoyed to see Kun Peng, a Spirit Cultivator, making a racket in front of him. Without a second word, he galloped straight for Kun Peng. Yuan Fu Tong was truly blind. Kun Peng originally looked down upon people like him, and with Yuan Fu Tong's actions, with a light wave of his hand, he knocked Yuan Fu Tong down to the ground.

The furious Yuan Futong saw that Kun Peng could not win, and immediately took the Golden Buddha to attack Kun Peng.

Seeing that, Kun Peng laughed: Such a small technique, what can you do to me?

They only saw that on top of Kun Peng, Qingyun had appeared. Five qi in his chest rose, easily blocking the buddhist light emitted by the golden Buddha, and he was not harmed at all. Yuan Futong was shocked when he saw this. He quickly shouted loudly, "Supreme Celestial, save me!"

Kun Peng laughed: "No one will be able to save you now, Yuan Futong, you should surrender obediently, so as to avoid physical pain." As Kun Peng said that, he waved his right hand and released a gold light that enveloped Yuan Fu Tong.

Suddenly, a ray of rainbow colored light appeared in the air, blocking Kun Peng's golden light.

Kun Peng knew that behind Yuan Fu Tong's back, there was Zhun Ti protecting him, so he couldn't do anything to him. However, he didn't care, because Kun Peng originally didn't want to kill Yuan Fu Tong here either, so Kun Peng didn't care about what happened just now.

Although Kun Peng did not mind, but as the leader of Yin Shang Army, he was extremely nervous.

He looked up to the sky and surveyed his surroundings. After a long period of silence, he finally called out, "I wonder who is the expert that stopped me from killing the traitor, please show yourself!"

After a long while, no one came out to respond to Wen Zhong's question. Seeing that, Wen Zhong also felt helpless, and could only watch as Yuan Futong swaggered back into the camp in front of him.

Kun Peng was also silent, looking at Wen Zhong quietly.