My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

The offensive of the two brothers Mo Li Qing and Mo Li Hai was like a storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield mercilessly. Every move they make carries the power to destroy the world. The dust on the battlefield was lifted up into high dust walls, as if even the sky was torn apart by this force.

Li Jing and his wife fought side by side, and their figures moved quickly on the battlefield. As Li Jing's spear danced, the tip of the spear left streaks of bright light, while Yin Shiniang used magic weapons one after another, and her flying swords attacked Mo Li Qing and Mo Li as if they were alive. ocean.

Although they resisted with their firm will and superb martial arts, they also felt unprecedented pressure when faced with the cooperation of two masters of magic.

Although Yin Shiniang's flying sword was extremely agile, it seemed a little powerless under the sound of the pipa played by the sea of ​​magic rituals.

Mo Liqing's swordsmanship became more and more powerful, each sword made a sound of breaking through the air, and wherever the sword tip pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart.

Li Jing's spear danced like a dragon, the wind whistled on the tip of the spear, and it collided with Mo Liqing's sword light, making a deafening roar. The figures of the two people intertwined on the battlefield, moving quickly, like two lightning bolts intersecting in the night sky.

The battle between the four became more and more intense. Every time the weapons crossed, there would be a deafening loud noise. Even the soldiers in the distance felt their eardrums stinging and their hearts vibrating.

At this time, Mo Lihong saw that the two brothers were unable to fight for a long time, so he quickly took a step forward and bowed deeply to Wen Zhong: "Master Qi, please let me go to help the two senior brothers!"

Wen Zhong looked at Mo Li Hong with a flash of approval in his eyes. He knew that Mo Li Hong's strength was not inferior to Mo Li Qing and Mo Li Hai, and was even better in some aspects. He nodded in agreement.

Moli Hong has a tall and straight figure, dressed in red clothes like fire. He holds a Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, which is inlaid with various orbs such as green fire beads and green water beads. Each one contains powerful power.

He jumped lightly, and like an arrow from the string, he went straight to the center of the battlefield.

The Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella in his hand slowly opened. In an instant, the sky became dim. The sun, moon and stars in the sky seemed to have lost their light, as if the whole world was covered by this umbrella.

The soldiers involuntarily stopped fighting and looked up at this mysterious change.

Magic Red turned the umbrella handle gently, and the orb on the umbrella began to rotate, emitting a dazzling light. The situation on the battlefield changed, and the world seemed to be shaking at this moment.

The soldiers on the battlefield felt the ground beneath their feet shaking, and an unspeakable fear rose from the bottom of their hearts.

The figure of Moli Hong became taller and distorted in this wave of fluctuations, as if he had transformed into a god who controlled the world.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang feel the pressure from the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and the addition of Moli Hong will make the battle more difficult.

The two looked at each other with determination in their eyes, and they had no intention of backing down.

The spear in Li Jing's hand thrust out, with a force that broke through the air, and pointed directly at Magic Red. Yin Shiniang's magic weapon also flew in the air, turning into streams of light, forming an indestructible line of defense together with the flying sword.

The magic red Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella was spinning in the air, and the power released by the jade fire beads, green water beads and other orbs intertwined into a huge net, trying to trap Li Jing and his wife. Moli Qing and Moli Hai were not to be outdone, and their offensive became even more fierce, forming a trinity of offensives with Moli Red.

The spear in Li Jing's hand thrust out again. This time, his power seemed to be integrated into the power of the earth, and the light on the tip of the spear was even brighter. Yin Shiniang bit her fingertip and used the blood as a guide to activate the power of the flying sword to its maximum.

On the battlefield, the power of sword light, gun shadow, pipa sound, and Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella converged to form an unprecedented battle.

Every attack is full of destructive power, and every defense requires a huge amount of energy.

The magical red Hunyuan Bao Umbrella rotates in the air, and the orbs on the umbrella exude a strong suction force, as if it wants to swallow everything.

After Yin Shiniang's flying sword resisted for a moment, it was unable to escape after all. It was sucked into the umbrella by an irresistible force and disappeared.

When Li Jing saw this, he knew something was wrong. He held the spear tightly and felt the suction coming towards him, almost wanting to involve him.

He hurriedly activated the Earth Escape Technique in his body, and the ground instantly became soft. He and Yin Shiniang sank, turning into a streak of earthy yellow light, and quickly retreated back.

Seeing that her prey had escaped, Mo Lihong couldn't help but taunt loudly: "Li Jing, you just want to compete with us? You are overestimating your capabilities!"

He returned to his camp triumphantly. When Wen Zhong saw him returning, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He patted Mo Li Hong on the shoulder with appreciation, and then ordered his men to beat the drums and call the formation with great force and thunder.

Li Jing and his wife fled back to the city wall. Their faces were slightly pale, and it was obvious that their escape had consumed a lot of energy.

When they came to Kong Xuan, Li Jing said in a deep voice: "The magical red Hunyuanbao umbrella is so powerful that it can absorb magic weapons and even people. We almost suffered a disaster just now."

Yin Shiniang also added: "The orb on the umbrella seems to be able to absorb and release various powers. If Li Jing hadn't used the earth escape technique in time, I'm afraid we would have fallen into the enemy's hands now."

After hearing this, Kong Xuan's face became solemn. He knew that such a treasure was not trivial and should not be underestimated.

He pondered for a moment, and finally gave the order: "We should not fight head-on now. We should temporarily avoid its edge. We will order people to hang up the battle-free card, and the entire army will retreat to the city wall and stabilize our position."

The order was passed on, the soldiers acted quickly, no-war signs were quickly hung on the city walls, and the entire city entered a defensive state.

Li Jing and his wife looked at the enemy troops outside the city wall and secretly swore in their hearts that they must find a way to crack the Hunyuanbao Umbrella and avenge today's humiliation.

As night fell, the fires in the military camp were like stars. Li Jing finished inspecting the soldiers' station. Although he was worried, he also knew that the most important thing at this time was to maintain the integrity of his troops to wait for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

He was about to go back to the tent to rest for a while, when suddenly a spiritual light pierced the night sky and came straight towards him. He dodged instinctively, but heard a familiar voice coming from the aura: "Hurry to Yang's Mansion."

Li Jing frowned. In his opinion, Yang Ling had always been powerful and mysterious. There must be something urgent to summon him at this time.

He thought about it and decided to take Yin Shiniang with him, maybe he could get the method to crack the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella from Yang Ling.

The two of them walked against the wind and arrived at the Yang Mansion not long after.

The lights in the mansion were brightly lit, indicating that they had been waiting for them for a long time.

As soon as they settled in the house, they heard the sounds of palm wind and sword energy coming from the courtyard, which was a sign of a fight between people.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang looked at each other and smiled. They didn't expect anyone to be so relaxed at this tense moment.

They followed the sound and saw Nezha and Yang Jian competing in the courtyard.

Although Nezha is still young, about seven or eight years old, his skills are extraordinary. The circle of heaven and earth in his hand is flying like water, and the fire-pointed spear is also extremely ferocious.

Opposite him, Yang Jian looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a handsome face and a horizontal sword in his hand. His sword skills were sharp, and every move carried the power of wind and thunder.

The two went back and forth, fighting fiercely. Although Nezha had great magical powers, he was still young and inexperienced. Under Yang Jian's serial schemes, he gradually fell at a disadvantage.

In the end, Yang Jian struck with a sword like a rainbow, forcing Nezha to retreat. This was the victory or defeat.

Li Jing looked at his son's skills and was secretly pleased, but he did not forget to remind him: "Nezha, don't be careless. You must understand every move carefully."

Nezha pursed his lips and smiled, looking a little unconvinced, but he also knew that what his father said was for his own good, so he could only nod in agreement.

Seeing this, Yang Ling walked out of the house and said to Li Jing and his wife: "I heard that you were blocked by the Hun Yuanbao Umbrella during the day, so I asked you to come over.

I may have some clues about the Hunyuanbao Umbrella. "

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang looked at each other and knew that this might be the key to turning the tide of the battle, so they hurriedly asked: "Brother Yang, please give me some advice."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and turned to the two young men who were panting in the courtyard. His voice was firm and confident: "Nezha and Yang Jian are far more powerful than you. If they go into battle, they will be able to easily defeat the four generals of the Demon Family."

When Li Jing heard this, his expression changed slightly. Although he knew that the two teenagers had extraordinary abilities, they were still young after all. Life and death on the battlefield were so fleeting that he could not bear to let these two children take such a huge risk.

"Brother Yang, they are underage, how can things on the battlefield be trivial?" Li Jing's voice was filled with worry.

Yang Ling shook his head and looked calm: "Although the enemy this time is strong, it is not invincible yet. For Nezha and Yang Jian, this is a rare opportunity to gain experience."

When Nezha and Yang Jian in the courtyard heard this conversation, they immediately became energetic. Although they were young, their heroic dreams had already been burning in their hearts.

Nezha waved the Qiankun Circle, his eyes shining with reluctance: "I, Nezha, have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. When will I be able to show off my skills? If I don't go into battle today, I will be living up to my father's teachings."

Yang Jian followed closely behind, holding the horizontal sword tightly, and said in a firm voice: "Yang Jian is willing to go into battle with the general, so that the enemy can see our bravery."

Seeing the two young men full of enthusiasm, Li Jing and his wife could not help but feel a little emotional.

They knew that Nezha and Yang Jian were indeed very young children, and their strength and wisdom were enough to put many gods and gods to shame.

Yin Shiniang gently pulled Li Jing's sleeve and whispered: "Husband, we have seen the growth of the children. If we can let them go into battle at this time, it will also be an affirmation of their confidence."

Li Jing was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, in that case, we trust you. But remember, the battlefield is ruthless, so don't be careless."

When Nezha and Yang Jian heard this, they immediately raised their chests and raised their heads, and responded confidently: "I will definitely live up to my trust!"

Yang Ling smiled when he saw this. He knew that these two teenagers would become a beautiful sight on the battlefield.

He turned around and entered the room, took out an ancient scroll and handed it to Li Jing and his wife: "As for the method of cracking the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella, I have a treasure here that may be able to help you."

Li Jing took the scroll with a firm gaze: "Thank you, Brother Yang. We will definitely work out a countermeasure as soon as possible."

Li Jing and his wife quickly returned to the military camp with Nezha and Yang Jian. The camp in the night was like a huge beast's mouth, open and waiting for their return. However, as soon as they entered the camp, they were questioned by Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan, holding a long sword and frowning, was patrolling the camp. When he saw Li Jing and his wife accompanied by two teenagers, he immediately stepped forward and asked: "General Li, the war is urgent at this time. You leave without permission. Do you know what a serious act it is?" ?”

Li Jing's expression remained unchanged and he replied in a deep voice: "Marshal Qi, I came here in response to the summons of the Immortal Yang Ling to obtain the treasure that can break the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella."

When Kong Xuan heard this, his expression softened slightly. He knew that Yang Ling's strength was extraordinary. If he helped, he might really be able to turn things around.

He looked up and down at the ancient scroll in his hand, nodded and said: "In that case, that's good. We just need this thing to solve our current difficulties."

Then, Kong Xuan turned his eyes to Nezha and Yang Jian. Seeing that although they were young, they were very impressive, and he couldn't help asking: "Who are these two young generals?"

Li Jing introduced: "This is my son Li Nezha. The one next to me is called Yang Jian. He is the son of the Immortal Yang Ling and was specially sent to help."

When Kong Xuan heard this, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then he suddenly realized that Yang Ling must have a deep meaning in sending these two young men.

He immediately announced: "Since Yang Shangxian has this arrangement, then Nezha and Yang Jian will be the vanguard, and our army will surely win a complete victory."

When Nezha and Yang Jian heard Kong Xuan's order, their faces showed excitement. They were already eager to try and show off their skills on the battlefield.

Li Jing and his wife were relieved. With Kong Xuan's approval, they were more confident in facing the upcoming battle.

Kong Xuan immediately ordered the soldiers in the general camp to assemble. He stood on the high platform and announced in a loud voice: "Fellow soldiers, tonight we have new hope. The magic weapon to crack the Hunyuanbao Umbrella has been obtained, and Yang Shangxian personally sent two A young hero helps us.

In tomorrow's battle, we must make the enemy tremble and let them know our power! "

The morale of the whole army was greatly boosted. For a time, the war drums were thundering and the horns were blasting. The entire military camp was like a boiling ocean, and every soldier's eyes were burning with the flames of battle.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning has not yet penetrated through the clouds, and the roar of war drums has already echoed between the two army camps. The air was filled with the smell of tension and blood. The soldiers held weapons in their hands and stared at each other resolutely.

The four generals of the Demon Family were wearing heavy armor and standing in front of the formation. Their momentum was like a heavy rain before a strong wind, cold and unstoppable.

Mo Lihong waved the Hunyuanbao Umbrella and yelled loudly. His provocative words echoed over the battlefield: "Kong Xuan, do you dare to come down and fight with our brothers? Today I will let you see how powerful we are!"

Kong Xuan stood on the city wall, his eyes swept across the soldiers around him like lightning, and asked loudly: "Who among you is willing to go out to meet the enemy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha had already jumped out of the team. His figure looked particularly handsome in the morning sun, and his voice was firm and loud: "I, Li Nezha, am willing to be the vanguard and fight the enemy!"

Yang Jian followed closely behind, patting his chest and saying, "I'll hold the line for you!"

When Kong Xuan heard the two young men's heroic words, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He ordered loudly: "Okay! Nezha, Yang Jian, it's up to you two to fight. You must teach the enemy a severe lesson!"

The two young heroes walked firmly towards the front of the formation. The soldiers' eyes followed their backs, with endless respect and hope surging in their hearts.

Nezha is dressed in battle armor, holding a Qiankun Circle and a fire-pointed spear. His aura is like a flame soaring into the sky, and he has no fear even when facing powerful enemies.

He stood in front of the formation, staring at the four generals of the Demon family with sharp eyes.

When the four generals of the Demon family saw that the person who came to fight was actually a seven or eight-year-old child, they burst out laughing. Mo Li Hong even sneered: "Kong Xuan, are you no one available? You actually sent a Mao The little boy is here to die!"

When Nezha heard this taunt, his expression did not change. Instead, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He waved the Qiankun Circle and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "It's a joke, I, Li Nezha, have been practicing martial arts and Taoism since I was a child. Today I will let you I know how powerful I am!”

Seeing that Nezha was young, Mo Lishou smiled disdainfully and said to the brothers beside him: "Everyone, just stand aside and watch the battle. I am enough."

After saying that, he swayed, and the two purple gold whips in his hands rose into the air like two dragons, heading straight for Nezha.

Nezha's eyes flashed, and he faced Mo Lishou's offensive without flinching.

The Qiankun Circle rotated in his hand, making a crisp buzzing sound, and fiercely fought head-on with the Purple Gold Whip.

Hun Tian Ling then unfolded, turning into pieces of gorgeous light and shadow, echoing with the Qiankun Circle, resisting the offensive of the demon Li Shou.

The two fought inextricably in the center of the battlefield. Nezha's Qiankun Circle and Hun Tianling cooperated tacitly and gradually gained the upper hand.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Nezha relied on his flexible body skills and precise control to tie the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling to Mo Lishou's body in one fell swoop, making him unable to move and forcing the Purple Gold Whip to the ground.

With stars in his eyes, Mo Lishou struggled to break free, but Nezha's magic weapon tightened tighter and tighter, preventing him from moving at all.

Nezha stood there, laughing and mockingly said: "Mo Li Shou, didn't you say that you are enough on your own? Why are you so vulnerable?"

Mo Lishou's face turned red and he became angry with embarrassment. He knew that if he was looked down upon in this way, his position in the heart of Grand Master Wen would not be guaranteed.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood into the air. Then a cloth bag flew out from his arms. The cloth bag trembled slightly, as if a creature was struggling inside.

I saw Mo Lishou shake the cloth bag hard, the mouth of the cloth bag loosened, and something jumped out. It looked like a white mouse, but it was a purple-gold fox-sable, as big as a white elephant, exuding a fierce aura.

As soon as the purple-gold fox-sable came out, it immediately opened its huge mouth and spit out a purple-gold light, heading straight towards Nezha.

Seeing this, Nezha knew that the opponent had used his trump card. He immediately took back the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tianling, and went all out to prepare for the attack.

The purple-gold fox-sable is extremely powerful. Although Nezha has great magical powers, he still feels a little pressure when facing such strange beasts.

Nezha was not afraid of the attack of the purple-golden fox marten. The fire spear in his hand danced like a fire dragon. Every swing brought a blazing flame, colliding with the purple-golden light of the purple-golden fox marten, making a deafening roar.

On the battlefield, dust was flying, and the fire and the purple-golden light were intertwined, like a picture of a life-and-death contest.

Nezha was still at ease under the siege of the purple-golden fox marten. His Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling flew in the air, sometimes turning into sharp halos, and sometimes turning into unbreakable nets, cooperating seamlessly with the fire spear to resolve Mo Lishou's offensive one by one.

Mo Lishou saw that his purple-golden fox marten could not take advantage of him, and he was furious, but he had to admit that Nezha's strength was far beyond his expectations. He gritted his teeth, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, but he could do nothing.

Mo Lihai and others looked grim when they saw Mo Lishou falling into a disadvantage. They had indeed underestimated this young opponent before.

They originally thought that they could easily defeat this young boy with their own strength, but the current situation forced them to re-examine the strength of this young hero.

On the city wall, Li Jing and Yin Shiniang watched the battlefield nervously. Seeing that Nezha could compete with Mo Lishou, one of the four generals of the Mo family, the tension in their hearts finally eased a little.

They knew that Nezha was worthy of their pride. Even in the face of such a strong enemy, he could remain calm and show extraordinary fighting ability.

Kong Xuan stood on a high place, observing every detail on the battlefield with a sharp gaze. Seeing Nezha's performance, he couldn't help but admire: "What a great Li Nezha, he has such skills at such a young age. It's a blessing for our army!"

The battle lasted for a while. Nezha became more and more courageous. Every attack of his forced Mo Lishou to be embarrassed.

Finally, in a precise stab, the fire spear went straight to Mo Lishou's vitals. Although Mo Lishou managed to escape, he was forced to abandon the purple-golden fox marten and was defeated.

Nezha raised his fire spear high, and the joy of victory bloomed on his face.

Seeing this, the soldiers cheered and jumped for joy. In this battle, Nezha not only won glory for himself, but also injected a strong confidence and strength into the entire army.

Nezha had just won a victory, and the cheers of the soldiers were still echoing in his ears, but Mo Lihai had quietly stepped forward, and the jade pipa in his hand was flashing a faint green light in the sun.

His fingertips gently plucked the pipa strings, and suddenly a strange melody spread over the battlefield.

As the sound of the pipa spread, the soldiers' expressions began to distort, and they covered their ears and groaned in pain. Although Nezha was determined, he felt dizzy under the magic sound, and covering his ears was useless.

There were four strings on Mo Lihai's pipa, representing the four forces of "earth, water, fire, and wind".

As his fingers flew, the strings rang, and the four forces intertwined into an invisible storm. Wind and fire came together, and the flames and wind swept over; water and soil turned into a giant dragon, carrying huge waves and rolling dust, and rushed towards Nezha.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nezha had to use all his spiritual power to stretch out the Hun Tian Ling, turning it into a sky curtain to protect himself.

The light on the Hun Tian Ling flickered, resisting the fierce attack of wind, fire, water and soil, but under the sound of Mo Li Hai's pipa, Nezha felt that his strength was rapidly fading, and the light of the Hun Tian Ling began to dim.

Mo Lishou took the opportunity to attack again. He broke free from Nezha's previous restraints, picked up the purple gold whip again, and launched a violent attack on Nezha.

Nezha was already powerless at this moment. Under the interference of the magic sound, the Hun Tian Ling could no longer completely protect him. He could only barely support it and try his best to avoid the whip shadow of Mo Lishou.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang on the city wall saw this scene, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but they were powerless.

They knew that once Nezha was defeated by Mo Lishou, morale would be greatly hit.

Kong Xuan frowned, and he knew that the battle could not continue. He hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him to prepare bows and arrows to support Nezha.

Nezha was exhausted at this time. Although his Qiankun Circle and Fire Spear were powerful, his attack was no longer as accurate and sharp as before under the interference of the magic sound.

He was beaten back by Mo Lishou's purple-gold whip, and the light of Hun Tian Ling became dimmer and dimmer, obviously reaching its limit.

Just when Nezha was about to collapse, Yang Jian did not hesitate at all. His figure appeared beside Nezha like a flash of lightning in an instant.

Yang Jian drew out the horizontal sword from his waist, and the sword light was like lightning. With one knife, Mo Lishou's purple-gold whip broke with a sound, and the broken whip flew down, and Mo Lishou's offensive was immediately cut off.

Then, Yang Jian waved his hand, and a powerful force surged out, calming the violent wind and fire. Then he kicked the earth dragon with a fierce kick, and it broke apart and turned into dust.

Mo Lihai and Mo Lishou were shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect that there was a more powerful character besides Nezha. Mo Lishou saw his purple-gold whip being cut off, and he was angry and terrified, and Mo Lihai's pipa sound was interrupted by Yang Jian's sudden attack.

Nezha saw that Yang Jian came to his rescue in time. Although he was a little unwilling, he also knew that he had indeed been in a tough battle just now. He said to Yang Jian: "Thank you for your help, Brother Yang, but I, Nezha, am not a pushover. I have my own way to deal with the previous battle."

After hearing Nezha's words, Yang Jian smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said firmly: "I know you can handle it, but now we are facing the four generals of the Demon family, and there are exactly four opponents. We have two opponents each. How's that?"

Hearing this, Nezha's eyes flashed with excitement. He nodded and responded: "Okay! Let them see how powerful we are."

The conversation between the two young heroes rekindled the soldiers' fighting spirit, and their eyes once again shone with hope.

Kong Xuan and Li Jing on the city wall were also cheered up. They knew that with heroes like Nezha and Yang Jian, the victory of this battle would be more certain.

Upon seeing this, the four generals of the Demon Family knew that today's battle would not be easy. They looked at each other with seriousness in their eyes.

They know that the next battle will be a real trial, and they must go all out to have a chance to win.

Nezha and Yang Jian, on the other hand, have adjusted their condition and are ready to fight again. The two stood on the battlefield and raised their fingers towards the four generals of the Demon Family.

Faced with the provocation of Nezha and Yang Jian, the fourth general of the Demon family was furious. Mo Liqing opened his eyes angrily and asked angrily: "You two brats dare to underestimate us, you are seeking death!"

Before he finished speaking, the four generals took action together and attacked Yang Jian and Nezha menacingly.