Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 167 Three treasures and jade wishful, five-color divine light brushes everything

There was a smile on the corner of Kong Xuan's mouth, and with a thought, the whole person appeared in midair instantly.

Although the coercion on him is not as strong as Yuan Futong's, it is inexplicably reassuring.

"I heard from His Majesty that the Chief Soldier has real skills, and now I have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes."

Wu Wenhua was faintly agitated. He was born with a weird personality and was several feet tall.

He was often ridiculed when he was a child, until later, he became a great merchant general by virtue of his own ability.

This is why no one dares to laugh at him, so Wu Wenhua admires the strong most.

Kong Xuan, in his heart, belongs to the category of the strong.

In mid-air, a silver long knife appeared in Yuan Futong's hand at some point.

The long knife is transparent, the light of the knife is shining, it is extremely sharp, and it makes people feel cold all over the body from an infinite distance, and the skin seems to be pierced.

Yuan Futong clasped his palms together, and the magic power of Taiyi Jinxian's initial stage poured into the long sword mightily.

For a moment, silver brilliance bloomed from the long knife, as if it could split the world.

"go."

Yuan Futong shouted, and the condensed saber energy of thousands of feet cut through the void, and slashed at Kong Xuan at an indescribable speed.

Even the void couldn't bear the great magic power carried by the saber energy, and they were shattered one after another, twisted into powder, and everything in the world retreated, fearing that they would be split into two.

On the battlefield below, everyone held their breath, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

This knife is too strong, so strong that hundreds of thousands of troops are afraid.

Can the commander-in-chief really take this knife?
Soon, the sword light pierced through the air and flew to Kong Xuan's face. The sharp sword energy was about to touch Kong Xuan.

The space between the sky and the ground seemed to be frozen, becoming extremely viscous.

The thousand zhang long, incomparably sharp, tearing sword qi stopped in mid-air strangely.

Yuan Futong's face flushed red, but he couldn't let the saber energy go any further.

Although it is only a short distance away, it seems like the end of the world, and it cannot be approached.

Behind the Beihai army, Taoist Ran Deng was dressed in a Taoist robe, and his face unexpectedly became dignified.

"What is this person's background, even I can't see the specific truth?"

But after thinking about it, Ran Deng's face became relaxed again.

"Perhaps because of the strong heaven and earth calamity, this person's cultivation should not be more than the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Even if he can defeat Yuan Futong, he cannot resist the power of the soul-devouring needle in Yuan Futong's hand."

The soul-eating needle was bestowed by the sage, and if the Da Luo Jinxian took it for a while, the primordial spirit would be eroded, the true spirit would be polluted, and even Da Luo Daoguo would have irreparable scars.

As for Immortal Taiyi, he will die if he touches it, and he will be injured if he rubs it.

"The dignified number one prince and king of the North Sea, is this the only thing he can do?"

In mid-air, Kong Xuan's expression remained calm.

He calmly raised his hand and tapped lightly on the knife.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Qianzhang's sword energy condensed to the extreme is like a broken mirror.

From beginning to end, it shattered in a few seconds.

Then he flicked his fingers again, and an invisible mana burst out, Yuan Futong spat out a mouthful of old blood, his whole body was like a kite with a broken string, and he smashed to the ground fiercely.

But Yuan Futong is, after all, the King of the North Sea who has experienced many battles.

The mana in the fairyland of Taiyi gold was so strong that he stopped the figure abruptly in mid-air.

Kong Xuan didn't care too much, if he really wanted to capture and kill Yuan Futong, a little finger would be more than enough.

He just wanted to force Taoist Ran Deng behind Yuan Futong to show up.

On the battlefield below, Wu Wenhua opened his mouth wide open.Showing a full mouth of white teeth.

It turns out that the commander-in-chief of the family has such powerful methods.

Fortunately, he underestimated Lord Zongbing before, but now that he thinks about it, he feels very guilty.

Kong Xuan still had a smile on his face, and his expression was relaxed, "What skills do you have, just use your brain."

At this time, Yuan Futong had deep fear on his face. The person in front of him was definitely above him.

But when he was in Beihai before, he had never heard of Dashang and such a person.

"Come again!"

Yuan Futong adjusted his breath, clenched the long knife in his hand, and killed Kong Xuan again, when the white long knife cut through the void.

A silver needle flew out of Yuan Futong's cuff silently, and pierced Kong Xuan's eyebrow.

The long knife came to Kong Xuan in an instant, Kong Xuan still shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, the long knife was intercepted in mid-air.

He tapped it lightly again, and countless cracks appeared from the tip of the long knife, and then shattered all over the ground.

Seeing this, Yuan Futong did not lose face, instead he laughed and said, "Kong Xuan, you have already been hit by my soul-eating needle, and now the soul-eating poison is entering your body, even if you have great abilities, you will not survive seven days." .”

"Sneak attack with a hidden weapon?"

As soon as these words came out, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses on Dashang's side suddenly became commotion.

Wu Wenhua was even more worried. Now the two armies are at war.

If the commander of one side is killed in battle, no matter how powerful the army is, how can the army win?
Besides, Wu Wenhua also admired Kong Xuan very much, so he hurriedly sent a publicity message to Kong Xuan and asked about his situation.

Kong Xuan gave Wu Wenhua a reassuring look, and actually chuckled in mid-air.

He raised his right hand, and at some point a silver root appeared between his two fingers.

Was it the soul-eating needle issued by Yuan Futong or something?
Yuan Futong turned pale with shock, "How is it possible, why is the Soul Eater Needle in your hands, you...what is your background?"

In the silver needle, it was given by the sage himself, and it is so powerful that it can kill Da Luoxian.

How can a big merchant guard in front of him resist.

Could it be that the person in front of him is stronger than Da Luo Jinxian?

Fear appeared in Yuan Futong's heart for the first time, and he wanted to escape from the battlefield.

"You don't need to know who I am, what should I say when I meet His Majesty in Dashang?"

Kong Xuan grasped it with his big hand, and a giant hand with the size of a thousand feet appeared in the void, and grabbed Yuan Futong.

The speed of the big hand is not fast, but it gives people a feeling of being unable to resist.

The terrifying coercion was like a mountain on Yuan Futong's body, preventing him from moving an inch.

Behind the Beihai army, Ran Deng looked at this scene with a serious expression on his face.

"It took only a few months for the rebellion of the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai. If it is quelled like this, how can it pose a threat to the rule of Dashang? This Yuan Futong needs to be saved."

Although at this time, Ran Deng still couldn't see the depth of Kong Xuan, but he still decided to rescue Yuan Futong.

"Boom, boom!!"

Just when the giant golden palm was about to grab Yuan Futong, a Taiyi whisk struck out of thin air.

The quasi-sage's supreme magic power came overwhelmingly, intending to crush the giant golden palm.

But as soon as Taiyi Fuchen touched the giant golden palm, Ran Deng's expression changed violently!
Such mana is far more powerful than him!

This is a terrifying existence that can rule the roost in the quasi-sages!
As soon as the thought of lighting the lamp flashed, the giant golden palm knocked away the Taiyi Whisk in mid-air.

Then with lightning speed, Yuan Futong was taken away.

Seeing Yuan Futong being arrested, Taoist Ran Deng's expression darkened, he fled to the nine heavens without saying a word.

Seeing this, Kong Xuan cast out a burst of mana to imprison Yuan Futong, and then handed him over to Wu Wenhua, "Take care of him until I return."

"Yes, my lord."

Wu Wenhua nodded vigorously, and when he raised his head again, Kong Xuan was no longer there.

Above the nine heavens, as soon as Kong Xuan's figure appeared, he saw Taoist Ran Deng not far away, who was staring at him gloomyly.

In the void, Taoist Ran Deng held a Taiyi whisk and stared solemnly at Kong Xuan.

"With Your Excellency's strength, I'm afraid it won't be a problem. Dare I ask Your Excellency, what is the background?"

Ran Deng until now, still can't see the origin of Kong Xuan, only know that Kong Xuan is at least a quasi-sage Daxiu.

Kong Xuan smiled slightly, and the five-color brilliance rose behind him, and the aura of the quasi-sage Dzogchen level slowly rippled in all directions, and said loudly, "I am the son of Yuanfeng, Kong Xuan."

"Son of Yuanfeng, you have reached the Great Perfection of the Quasi-Sage!"

The fear on Ran Deng's face became even greater. I have heard for a long time that there is an unborn Tianjiao in the Feng Clan, and it seems that this is the person.

This person doesn't look very old, but his cultivation is actually higher than those of the older generation of monks. The background of the Feng family is so terrifying!
Ran Deng slightly restrained his breath, and squeezed out a smile on his face, "The vigor of Yin Shang is about to end, and the Beihai rebellion is just the beginning. Your Excellency has great magic power, why continue to work for Yin Shang, why don't you come to my teachings?" , help me explain the teachings and complete the great catastrophe of conferring gods, when the time comes, you can choose the position in the heavenly court, and even one of the six emperors is not impossible."

Kong Xuan smiled and said, "Your Excellency has a clever mouth, but I have entered Yin Shang, and my position has been clear. How can I enter the teaching again?"

Ran Deng's face changed slightly, and his voice became colder, "Then you are not afraid that the catastrophe will pass, and the saint will liquidate everything?"

"Let's talk about that time at that time. Anyway, I only know that as the general soldier of Sanshanguan, the chaos in Beihai must be put down."

Ran Deng snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, then I will learn from you and learn from your master."

As the voice fell, all the mana of the mid-stage quasi-sage rose from Ran Deng's body, and at the same time, a vulture palace lantern appeared in his hand.

Ranked as a top-grade innate spirit treasure, it is the companion spirit treasure of Taoist Ran Deng.

On the lantern of the coffin palace, a gray-white flame was burning, which was the ghostly ghost fire.

It has the effect of burning the true spirit and primordial spirit, and can send the fighters directly to the underworld, where they will never be reincarnated.

Kong Xuanyi was not afraid, with blue, yellow, red, black, and white behind him, the five elements of divine light illuminated the heavens, and the position of quasi-sage Dzogchen swept the scene!
"go with!"

The burning lamp urges the lantern of the coffin palace, and the gray-white flame grows larger in the wind, whizzing away, the ghostly ghost, burning everything.

Kong Xuan smiled, his back was blue, yellow, red, black, and white, and the five colors of divine light illuminated the sky, brushing everything.

Before the Nether Ghost Fire came to Kong Xuan's side, it disappeared without a trace.

No matter how the lamp is urged to move, it can't even get close to Kong Xuan's body.

After more than ten breaths, I saw the burning lamp with cold sweat on his forehead.

Kong Xuan smiled slightly, and the five-color divine lights combined together, turning into a five-color giant sword, and slashed at Kong Xuan.

The five-color divine light implies the law of the five elements. When defending, there is nothing within the five elements that cannot be brushed, and the defense is incomparable.

When attacking, within the five elements, no one can stop it, it is the first-class killing technique in the prehistoric world!
The five-color giant sword slashed head-on, Ran Deng trembled in fright, and quickly sacrificed the coffin palace lantern in his hand to block it.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise in mid-air, and the lantern of the coffin palace had not resisted for a moment before it was chopped off by the five-color giant sword and flew back into the hand of the lamp.

"This five-color divine light is so powerful!"

Looking at the deep mark on the lantern of the coffin palace, Ran Deng felt distressed and fearful at the same time.

As soon as he thought about it, a white and flawless Jade Ruyi appeared in his hand.

This treasure is the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, the three treasures of jade Ruyi, the supreme treasure of the Yuanshi sage's enlightenment.

This treasure has been sacrificially refined by Yuan Shi all the year round, and its power is unbelievably strong, and it is the greatest confidence for Ran Deng to make a move.

Otherwise, in the face of a quasi-sage Dzogchen, the burning lamp would have died long ago.

"Kong Xuan, taste the power of the magic weapon in the hands of my sage."

Ran Deng shouted loudly, and all the great magic power of the quasi-sage in the middle stage poured into the Three Jewels Ruyi.

Sanbaoyu Ruyi became larger in the wind, mighty and mighty, and a wave of holy power swept across the world and hit Kong Xuan.

This blow far surpassed the coffin palace lantern just now, and was even no less than the Zhunsheng's great perfection blow.

Kong Xuan's face was a little more dignified, and he was ready to use all his strength.

"Five-color divine light, come out!"

With a thought of Kong Xuannian, the five-color giant sword instantly turned into blue, yellow, red, black, white, and five-color divine light, brushing towards Sanbaoyu Ruyi!
But this time, within the five elements, the five-color divine light, which is omnipresent and unfavorable, is as if it has encountered a mountain, and it is as fierce as it is.

He was deadlocked in mid-air with that Sanbaoyu Ruyi.

Seeing that Sanbaoyu Ruyi is so powerful, Ran Deng said proudly.

"Kong Xuan, is this saint's magic weapon powerful? Hurry up and admit defeat, don't get hurt by the innate body."

Kong Xuan looked calm and unmoved at all, "The sage's magic weapon is powerful, but you are only in the mid-stage of quasi-sage, how long can you hold on?"

Ran Deng's complexion changed, that's right, the magic weapon of the sage consumes a lot, how long can he last?

And Kong Xuan is the quasi-sage Dzogchen, with strong mana and continuous flow, and he must last longer than him.

If the time comes when you can't hold on, how can you resist the five-element supernatural power?
Thinking of this, Ran Deng's face changed again and again, and he increased his mana output, trying to defeat Kong Xuan.

But no matter how much he urged the Three Jewels of Ruyi, the five-color divine light remained as firm as a rock and remained motionless.

"Damn it, the five-color divine light is so powerful that even the saint's spirit treasure can't do anything about it."

Ran Deng's face changed slightly, and he was unwilling to continue the fight, but took back the three treasures, Ruyi, and waved his hand, tearing the void, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Kong Xuan looked at the direction where Ran Deng left, his face remained calm.

In fact, just now, he was not incapable of brushing over Sanbao Yuruyi.

It's just that the three treasures are wishful, and the matter is of great importance. They are the magic weapon of the sage to prove the Tao, how can they fall into the hands of others.

It is true that Kong Xuan is a generation of arrogance, the quasi-sage's Dzogchen cultivation base is invincible, but above the quasi-sage, there are saints.

Saints are the masters of the prehistoric world!
To completely offend a saint is as strong as the Feng clan, and I am afraid that he will be turned into dust in a day and night!
"My mission this time is to put down the Beihai rebellion. Now that Yuan Futong has been captured, the remaining princes and kings of the 71st Route are even worse."

Kong Xuan took a brief look at the current situation, then flew back to the Great Merchant Army.

When Wu Wenhua saw his coach return, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly brought Yuan Futong, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, to him.

"My lord, this Yuan Futong is still not convinced, and his subordinates beat him up hard."

Kong Xuan smiled, "The Beihai Army is also a soldier of my Great Merchant. It's a pity to die like this. Let's go, take this Yuan Futong and persuade them to surrender."

"Yes, my lord."

Kong Xuan brought Yuan Futong and Wu Wenhua to the city wall.

Under the city, the two armies were still fighting, but the Beihai army lost its commander and was even more disorganized. It was constantly defeated and suffered countless casualties.

On the other hand, the Great Merchant army became more and more courageous as they fought. With the blessing of the military spirit, they were not afraid of anything, and only had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes!
But soon, all this will be over.

(End of this chapter)