Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

General Qianzhang Daluo pointed at the sky with a broken sword in his hand. Between heaven and earth, a vision of the fall of gods and demons appeared.

"This is the iron-blooded army soul? The real iron-blooded army soul!" In the Shang army, Wen Zhong was shocked.

Based on the fragmented records of Da Shang, he has carefully studied the Jagged Army soul for decades. How can he not know that the fall of the gods and demons is the vision of the real Jagged Army soul.

Wen Zhong's forehead burst with blue veins.

The iron-blooded army soul is the pinnacle of Dashang's army formation and the symbol of Dashang's military force.

Jiang Ziya, a disciple of interpreting teaching, why did he learn this method?

"Wen Zhong, I heard that you used your soldiers like a god, and you have ingeniously thought of ways to restore the lost iron-blooded army soul. Then look, how is my training method?"

Surrounded by the army, Jiang Ziya sat in the center to guard one yuan, waving his hands and feet, faintly showing the momentum of Deva.

Without waiting for Wen Zhong to reply, he smiled inexplicably.

"All the generals and soldiers obey the order, and those who come to commit Da Zhou will be killed without mercy!

Kill the one who hears the middle, and make him a marquis!

kill! "

As soon as the killing word fell, the 1000-meter-tall general's soul chopped out the broken sword. Wen Zhong hurriedly waved the flag, and only the Baizhang's soul on his side would fight against it.

boom!

With just one sword stroke from Xiqi's general soul, Dashang's general soul was swept away by the mighty Sword Qi and smashed two mountains one after another.

The incomplete iron-blooded army soul is weak and vulnerable in front of the complete iron-blooded army soul.

Even if the strength of Dashang's side was ten times that of Xiqi, after a single blow, all of them would bleed from their mouths and noses, and their vitality would be seriously injured.

On the other hand, on the Xiqi side, the ten thousand soldiers who had stimulated the soul of the Jagged Army, all had ruddy complexions and vigor and blood, as if they had endless energy.

"Hehe, Wen Zhong, who is in the four fields of Megatron, is nothing more than that." Jiang Ziya sneered and waved his hand.

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, Huang Tianhua... Listen to the order, go forward and cut generals quickly!"

Jiang Ziya, who was the abbot of the army formation, had a huge increase in momentum at this time, and Qianzhang Jiangying had Daluo Cultivation Base, then he was like Daluo.

Nezha and other disciples of the third generation of Chanjiao had never seen such a majestic Jiang Ziya, and subconsciously said respectfully, "Follow the order!"

In an instant, Xiqi charged like a dragon, and 10,000 soldiers fought back and killed 100,000 without fear.

Broken bows shoot the sun, knives and spears stab at random, like a tiger entering a flock.

The armor of the Shang army was torn, the head was broken, the horse hit the horse, the people pierced through the people, and the corpses were scattered all over the field.

Without a cup of tea, more than a thousand merchants died.

And businessmen are no better.

The four generals of Zhao'an in Huanghuashan, Xin Huan with wings and Lei Zhenzi with wings, were killed in a ball in the air, and the other three generals were surrounded and beaten by the generals who came from Xiqi City.

Even though the four generals have supernatural powers, they cannot hold back their fists against the four hands.

Unworthy of a stick of incense, it becomes precarious and fearful.

Wen Taishi Wen Zhong, it is even harder.

In Wen Zhong's hands, the male and female double whips turned into dragons, and he pinched the thunder tactic to call Jiuxiao Lei Ting. He fought Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and Yang Jian alone.

He is only a third-generation disciple who has intercepted the teaching. It is already very difficult to fight Nezha and Huang Tianhua alone, not to mention the addition of Yang Jian.

I am also fortunate to hear that Zhong Cultivation Base is solid and has a deep foundation. The male and female double whips in his hands, the nine cloud crown on the top of his head, the purple and red crane dance clothes on his body, and the Yin & Yang belt are all extraordinary Magic Treasures. Don't fall behind.

But, that's all.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing that Wen Zhong, who was "low" in Cultivation Base, was still under siege by the three of them, Yang Jian jumped out of the battle group and patted his chest.

Huang Tianhua, when Nezha saw Yang Jian's actions, he didn't care to attack any more, and quickly jumped away from both sides.

boom!

Yang Jian opened his mouth wide, the five qi in his body circulated to nourish his heart, and he killed Wen Zhong with a mouthful of the true fire of Samādhi kept in his heart.

The raging flames are even more fierce, and the golden snakes are thunderous!

Immemorial Golden Immortal raises a real fire of Samādhi, powerful enough to burn the sky and boil the sea.

"Oops!" Wen Zhong shouted as he was burned, and his carefully managed beard instantly turned into nothingness.

The eyebrows and three eyes opened, and a life-saving talisman punched by the Master Jinling Virgin was directly stimulated.

Jin Mang was dizzy, isolated from the flames, Wen Zhong relieved a little, and finally had the opportunity to take a look at the battle situation.

I saw that he had dispatched four generals from Huanghua Mountain, three of whom had already lost their lives to Yellow Springs, and only Xin Huan had escaped the predicament of the siege with his wings, fighting Lei Zhenzi fiercely in the air.

But looking at that posture, at most one cup of tea will be defeated.

After years of fighting with him, the 100,000 soldiers who were meticulously trained were even worse.

The 100,000 elite soldiers who came with vigor and vigor when they came, now have 30,000 dead, 10,000 captured, and the remaining 60,000 are like turtles in a urn.

A few drops of old tears couldn't help falling down, and Wen Zhong only felt a bad breath of suffocation.

I wonder when he has suffered such a big loss when he has been in the wild for so many years.

But, if you don't agree, what can you do?

The situation is now over, and if he does not retreat, he will also die in Qishan.

"It's okay, it's okay, time is also fate, no wonder the four generals of the Demon Family and the four saints of Jiulong Island died in Xiqi one after another. Today's Xiqi has really become a climate. There are countless capable people and different people. "

Wen Zhong sighed and pinched his hand to seal it. The life-saving talisman bestowed by Our Lady of the Golden Light immediately became auspicious clouds for thousands of miles, and the 60,000 soldiers who rolled up Xin Huan and discarded their armor and armor were defeated and fled.

After escaping thousands of miles in one breath, he threw back the pursuers, and Wen Zhong just lowered the auspicious clouds and hid in a forest to let the soldiers rest first.

But the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Marshal..." Xin Huan supported him worriedly, and Wen Zhong waved his hand irritably to let him back off.

Thinking of the high ambitions promised in front of Di Xin before the expedition, and then looking at the current defeat, Wen Zhong, who has been arrogant all his life, is really shameless to return to Sishui Pass to meet the King of Humans.

"Hate!"

"Chan Jiao deceives people too much! If it wasn't for Xi Qi's help, how could he be my opponent!"

Wen Zhong clenched his fists tightly and lost the battle, of course he wanted to fight back.

Didn't you, Xiqi, ask Chan Jiao for help, bah!

It's like someone who doesn't have a mentor.

"Hmph, three mountains and five mountains, all have my friends, I will teach ten thousand immortals to come to court, how can I be afraid of your teaching!"

"Xin Huan, you will lead the army next, and after a short rest, return to Sishui Pass, and tell the king, the old man wants to go back to Jin'ao Island, the dignified orthodox dynasty of the human race, how can we tolerate the endless rebellion against thieves , when I ask my old friend to come out of the mountain, I will level his Xiqi City in one fell swoop!"

After slipping off, Wen Zhong turned over and mounted Mo Qilin, and flew straight to the Intercepting Church on Jinao Island in the East China Sea.

[Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that Wen Zhong has been beaten so badly. 】

Sishui Pass, Prince Building, Yin Ze stands on the roof, holds a cat in his arms, smiles on his mouth, and watches from a distance the merchant army who is slowly returning in a decadent manner outside the pass.

"Is Shen Gongbao back?"

"I went back yesterday." Shan Cai nodded gently.

"That's good. When Deng Chanyu returns from this trip, she will tell her not to leave. After a few days, this prince will take you to the front to watch the fun."