Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Everyone was already stunned by the situation here. The Duke of Dongbo and the Duke of Beibo were dumbfounded. They all dismounted and defended E Shun. When Jiang Chen said this, although Yang Jian was angry, he had no time to argue with him, "Duke of Nanbo, are you okay?"

This time he opened his eyes, and he had no intention of letting King Zhou escape, and he killed him... This... This hit the Duke of Nanbo...

Yang Jian was already worried...

E Shun, who was picked by Jiang Chen, was one of the less complicated ones among all the princes. At this time, he was seriously injured because of Yang Jian. When he saw Yang Jian coming, he pushed him away without thinking and scolded, "Boy! Boy!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, Turning his head, he saw King Zhou, who was not far from him, with an indifferent expression, and he was furious. "Shameless King of Yin! How dare you plot against me like this! How shameless!"

Jiang Chen's sword turned slightly, but he was not affected at all when he heard the words. "Plot?" The sword in his hand pointed at Yang Jian faintly. Although they were far apart, the person pointed at by the sword still felt a sinking feeling in his heart. Hearing him calmly say, "Shameless? I condescended to fight with you three princes and an unknown general. Two of you failed to launch a sneak attack, so why do you blame me?"

This sentence made the faces of the people opposite blush.

Beibohou Chong Yingluan was fine. He was still watching and didn't use his full strength. When he heard Jiang Chen's words, he secretly agreed. It was not very fair to fight four against one.

This man finally had the majestic look of the third prince of Emperor Yi who looked down upon the world. Thinking about it, when he followed the prince to fight in all directions, it was nostalgic...

Seeing him again like this, Chong Yingluan seemed to finally find something different. King Wu's benevolence was always deeply rooted in people's hearts, which was indeed a point worthy of praise, but he did not have the shocking killing decisiveness of King Zhou... This king of Cheng Tang was like a sharp sword unsheathed. Now he was just a simple man and a horse surrounded by thousands of troops, but he remained calm and still the supreme ruler who could turn the clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.

Chong Yingluan sighed in his heart. He thought that the beauty of so many years had made this sharp sword rust in the scabbard and no longer sharp, but this time he saw him again, he was now more restrained and calm on the battlefield than more than ten years ago, but Chong Yingluan knew inexplicably that this man was just smooth and plain on the surface. His edge was even better than before.

Whenever the sword is unsheathed, it will kill with one strike!

Chong Yingluan suddenly could not be sure whether the Chaoge City could fall into the hands of King Wu.

As he thought so, he suddenly saw King Zhou's eyes sweeping over him. Chong Yingluan was immediately startled. He turned around and saw that no one around paid attention to this matter.

He looked at King Zhou again, but Jiang Chen had already retracted his gaze. His killing intention gradually subsided. Jiang Chen turned his horse's head and blew the horn to withdraw his troops, leaving behind a sentence, "What is a traitor? What is a good minister?"

Chong Yingluan felt cold in his heart. For some reason, he always felt that no matter how much he thought, he had been exposed under that kind of gaze.

Now that Xiqi chose to attack King Zhou on the way to worship Nuwa, there was no way back. Their Xiqi's move had already lost its morality. It would be good if King Zhou died today. If he didn't die, it would be difficult to talk about the matter of exterminating King Shang in the future.

Jiang Ziya frowned and winked at Nezha.

Nezha hesitated, but still obeyed Jiang Ziya's order, raised his hand and threw the Qiankun Circle out, shouting, "Unrighteous King Zhou of Shang, don't run away, wait for me, Nezha, to meet you!"

Both the Shang army and the Zhou camp on the battlefield were shocked by this change.

After all, King Zhou had already called back his troops and was going back to the city...

Hearing the sound of wind behind his head, Jiang Chen's eyes darkened, and the long sword in his palm flipped, and a red flame suddenly took shape.

But before he could make a move, there was an angry shout from the horizon, "How dare you, you boy!"

Jiang Chen's hand slightly clasped, and the red light in his hand disappeared without a trace. He did not look back, and everyone saw an ancient green long sword rushing over, blocking behind King Zhou, and knocking the golden Qiankun Circle away.

Jiang Chen heard a crisp sound behind him.

He tilted his head, turned his horse's head back, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya's face was a little livid, and he looked at the clouds in the sky and said, "Who are you hiding? How dare you stop me from enforcing justice on behalf of heaven!"

A cold snort came from the clouds, and the figures of Tongtian and Ding Ce appeared from them.

"How rude of you, youngster!"

"Uncle Master??" Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment, and then frowned and said, "Uncle Master, why did you stop me from enforcing justice on behalf of heaven and punishing this unjust and tyrant monarch!"

You keep saying you're enforcing justice on behalf of heaven! Jiang Chen's eyes were slightly cold. If there really was a way of heaven, why did he have to bear such a fate for one life and two lives!

Tongtian sneered, "That was my Biyou Palace, you attacked me with your ruthless hands! If I don't stop you, who will stop you!"

Jiang Ziya's heart sank, "Master uncle promised not to interfere in the war between Shang and Zhou!"

Tongtian fell in front of King Zhou and said to Jiang Ziya coldly, "Humph! Then who will avenge the hundreds of disciples who died and injured in Biyou!"

Jiang Ziya panicked when he heard him say this. "Master uncle has already promised the master, how can you go back on your word!"

Tongtian flicked his whisk, and the whisker of Taiyi whisk grew longer, and was about to whip Jiang Ziya.

But there was a pair of hands with distinct joints, which grasped his pulse point at once. Tongtian's movements paused, frowned and looked, it was King Zhou.

Hearing Jiang Chen said very politely, "Master, you really came to save my life, and I am very grateful. But I ask if Master is willing to condescend to go to Chaoge with me."

Tongtian said angrily, "...How can the king be so weak in vigilance?! No!" If he hadn't arrived in time, King Zhou would have gone to hell, hum!

Jiang Chen didn't argue with him, looking at him, and said in a neither loud nor soft voice, "...Master, do you know why Nuwa wanted those three fairies to come to my Chaoge?"

He said this on purpose.

The wind on the battlefield seemed to have stagnated. Everything seemed to have stopped. When this plain sentence came out, everyone felt as if they had touched something that shouldn't be touched.

But Jiang Chen didn't point out anything. Tongtian thought of the silk that had turned to ashes, snorted, and swept Jiang Chen away with his sleeves. Before leaving, Yin Pobai was able to see Jiang Chen's glance, and immediately understood, and quickly withdrew the army and retreated to Chaoge City.

Jiang Ziya was angry, but helpless, and seeing that E Shun was seriously injured, he had to lead the troops back to the camp first.

This is what later generations said: not only did they lose the wife but also the army. Not only did they fail to kill King Zhou of Shang, but they also damaged the reputation of the benevolent army of Zhou Ying.

But if Jiang Ziya had to watch King Zhou of Shang openly worship Nuwa to restore his reputation and remain indifferent, he felt that he could not let him off so easily.

After all, King Zhou was still the orthodox emperor. If he repented and won the sympathy of the princes of the world, how could King Wu conquer the world... And Jiang Ziya's ten years of fishing and forbearance to lead the army to fight under the city of Chaoge would not be a waste of his passion!

He looked at E Shun who was carried away, and sighed in his heart. He might have lost a general. Thinking of King Zhou's jumping horse as if he had eyes, and thinking of Tongtian's timely rescue, he secretly said that it was hateful! Just one step away, Cheng Tang would have been destroyed... It's a pity that he avoided it with that simple action, and also injured E Shun...

Now, he may have to appease the soldiers and generals of the South Camp under E Shun when he returns to the camp.

Jiang Ziya rubbed his eyebrows.

Nezha said with shame, "Uncle Master, Nezha is incompetent."

Jiang Ziya glanced at him and sighed, "Uncle Master is here to mess up again, Nezha, you quickly return to Yuxu Palace and tell my master Yuanshi Tianzun about this."

Jiang Chen and Tongtian returned to Chaoge City.

Tongtian was obviously in a bad mood, but he saw Jiang Chen sitting down leisurely, taking out a chessboard from the table and setting it up. Seeing Tongtian looking at him, Jiang Chen asked him to sit down.

Tongtian originally wanted to scold him, but now seeing his indifferent look, his angry mood inexplicably settled down, put the whisk away from his elbow, and sat opposite Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen did not speak, but moved the black piece in front of Tongtian.

Tongtian snorted coldly, and his fingertips fell into the chess piece.

The two were speechless for a while, and the only sound in the hall was the occasional clacking of chess pieces.

The night fell. The lights in Chaoge City were getting brighter.

The black and white pieces were almost covering the chessboard.

Tongtian stood up with a whisk and said coldly, "You lost."

Jiang Chen showed an inexplicable smile on his face.

Tongtian did not understand what he meant by this smile, and he asserted, "This is already a dead end."

Jiang Chen looked up at Tongtian, who looked convinced, for a long time.

"Click."

A crisp sound of chess pieces falling.

Tongtian glanced at the chessboard and saw that the white piece in the opponent's hand fell next to the first piece, and the original deadlock suddenly became clear.

Tongtian frowned and said, "You want to do this?" He shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Jiang Chen asked a completely unrelated question, "I heard that the master is one of Pangu's incarnations?"

His voice is always deep, but now it is a bit gentle and humble.

When it comes to the identity issue, Tongtian seems quite proud, "Of course."

"Oh?" He raised his voice at the end, as if he was a little confused, and then said, "I heard that Hongjun Daozu was born in Hongmeng?"

Hearing the name of Hongjun, Tongtian felt a surge of anger in his heart, but after all, he was considered a master, so he snorted as an answer.

"So." He nodded, "Then what qualifications does he have to be the master of Pangu's incarnation?"

Tongtian's face darkened. He had never thought about this kind of question before, but now Jiang Chen mentioned it, what a guy! Without Pangu, how can there be Hongjun Daozu!

Now, the three pure ones have become the three pure ones. The three brothers are the sons of the god, but Hongjun came to them to be a master?

Blame them for being too ignorant and short-sighted at that time... This really lowered his status and his own generation...

Jiang Chen said, "Although Nuwa is in charge of all the monsters, she has always been partial to the human race she created. The two sects of Chan and Ren are in line with Nuwa, but it's a pity that the Jie sect is different. Nuwa summoned the three monsters with the Wan Yao Banner to overthrow Cheng Tang, but it was just a war, in the name of the Conferred God, to destroy the Jie sect and push the other two sects to the top..."

Tongtian's focus deviated from the direction for some reason, "Isn't it because of your lust that she caught you?"

Jiang Chen:...

"Not really. No matter how beautiful Nuwa is, she is still the mother of the human race. I feel that no one will live for a thousand years..."

From what he said, he still dislikes Nuwa for being too old? Tongtian also laughed, and unconsciously added to Jiang Chen's attack, "Oh? That vixen has been practicing for a thousand years, right?"

Jiang Chen had been here for several months, and this was the first time he frowned so obviously. He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, avoiding the topic, "There is no difference between humans and demons."

"It seems that you have a prejudice against the human race?" King Zhou is so good that he is willing to compare humans with monsters? How can those ordinary people understand the principle of equality of all things! He would like to praise the human race to the sky and relegate monsters to the dust, but humans are also created by Nuwa, a non-human.

However, he is worthy of being a disciple of Biyou for having such a broad mind! Their Biyou Palace should be like this, all things can be treated equally regardless of their origins! Wen Zhong has taught a good apprentice!

Tongtian nodded to Jiang Chen secretly.

He misunderstood Jiang Chen's meaning. Now Jiang Chen is a person who is not tolerant and treats everyone equally. He just believes in the universality of the pursuit of profit.

When it comes to the issue of prejudice, Jiang Chen's face became gloomy. Tongtian saw that he had not responded for a long time, turned around to ask him, but was startled by the suppressed breath on him. "Emperor Xin?" With such a breath, it turns out that Emperor Xin is still a person with a story.

Jiang Chen did not respond. Deep thoughts.

Human? Monster? What is a human? What is a monster?

If Qionghua Tian had not wanted to plunder the power of the monster world and ascend to heaven, how could Xuanxiao hold Xihe in his hand? And why did he end up being imprisoned for a thousand years after he came here inexplicably?

His brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.

For a while, only the subtle popping sound of lamp flowers could be heard in the hall.

After a long time, Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes. He said, "They are just a group of guys who will do anything to achieve their goals."

Including him, there is actually no difference!

All living beings come for profit, and all live for profit.

He is the same. In order to live safely, he has already done anything.

Even his hands are covered with blood.