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Chapter 395: Battlefront Challenge
"Uncle, be careful!"

In the Xiqi camp, Yang Jian and Nezha were protecting Jiang Ziya at the same time.

The next moment, a stream of light directly hit the desk in the camp.

Everyone in the tent took a closer look and discovered that it was actually Chilias's head, which was now protected by an unknown force and thrown directly onto Jiang Ziya's desk.

"I am here to visit the Biyou Palace, Mu Yi!"

Chilias's head actually opened its mouth and made a sound, and the next moment, the head exploded and splashed all over the camp.

"Report, Striker Chilias was killed by Yin Shang General Mu Yi in one round!"

At this moment, the messenger's message was just reaching the camp.

Jiang Ziya waved his hand, his face as gloomy as water, without the slightest fluctuation, but a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes. There were endless talented people in Jiejiao, and it was a real headache for him, the commander-in-chief of the three armies.

Fortunately, Ji Fa recruited so many extraordinary people from somewhere, which made the army march smoothly for a while, forcing the Shang Dynasty to refuse to fight.

But now, the capable people from Shang Dynasty have arrived, and it is likely to be another tough battle.

Just as Jiang Ziya was thinking, another messenger came to report.

"Report, General Mu Yi of the Shang Dynasty has killed several of our vanguards!"

The faces of many people in the tent changed slightly. Those who could be chosen as vanguards could not be weak. The strength of each legendary team participating in this battle was similar to each other.

However, in just a few moments, a legendary vanguard team was wiped out, so they had no choice but to be cautious.

They had not forgotten the scarlet reminder message before joining the battle.

But what Jifa and Jiang Ziya gave was really too much.

In addition, some of them came from Jiuzhou, and it seemed that their destiny was in Xiqi, so they naturally chose the Xiqi camp.

Some people who chose the Shang camp were persuaded to surrender to Xiqi and began to attack Shang.

At this moment, they couldn't help but look at the players of Jiuzhou.com who were persuading them.

"I've never heard of this Mu Yi?" A strategist wearing a feather fan and a long scarf said in the team channel with a frown.

"The Jiejiao sect claims that thousands of immortals have come to pay homage, so there must be many immortals who are not recorded. Our intervention has changed the speed of Xiqi's attack on Shang, and I am afraid it has caused variables!"

"Can you figure out anything?"

"I can't figure it out. It shouldn't be an important character. We can just wait and see. Anyway, with those two war gods here, ordinary immortals can't be their opponents!"

"Everyone, who is willing to take up the fight and kill this man who defies the heavens?"

Jiang Ziya sat in the main seat and said indifferently that it didn't matter to him whether the vanguard team killed the people of Shang Dynasty or the people of Shang Dynasty killed these talented people. As long as enough people died to fill the List of Gods, it would be enough.

He didn't care whether the dead were from the Jiejiao or these talented people, as long as it wasn't him who died.

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavily armored warrior in iron armor stepped out of the tent.

"General Celtic is willing to go!"

Jiang Ziya glanced at Yang Jian and Nezha, and they nodded to him.

They have verified the strength of this heavily armored warrior. He has an extremely strong body and is capable of wiping out an entire legendary team.

"Okay, if you can kill the enemy general, I will definitely credit you with this achievement!"

However, by the time the heavily armored warriors went out for battle, the messenger returned within a cup of tea.

"Report, General Celtlan was killed by the enemy with one blow!"

At this time, there was a gleam of light in the eyes of Yang Jian and Nezha, which was the expression of meeting an opponent.

"what?"

Jiang Ziya was a little confused. He himself was a Taoist, so he naturally knew that the Celtic man who went out was a great general. However, he was killed by the enemy in one round.

Bad memories swirled in my mind. Could it be another tough enemy like the Four Generals of the Demon Family?

"Who is willing to fight and kill Mu Yi to avenge the previous humiliation?"

"I am willing to go!" A bald monk stood up.

Jiang Ziya nodded. Although this monk was not well-known, he was an eminent monk of the Western religion. He had solved many problems for them before and helped the army to get rid of the plague. It was naturally a good thing that he was willing to go to war at this moment.

However, when facing the monk, he naturally changed his words.

"Please ask the monk to help this man!"

Standing on the battlefield, Mu Yi was waiting for his next opponent.

The heavy armored warrior is only as strong as an ordinary demigod. Although he is physically strong, he is not indestructible. Mu Yi naturally cuts off the opponent's life with one sword.

Mu Yi raised his head and looked in the direction of Xiqi's camp with some anticipation. Demigods were already the pinnacle in this world. If he could kill an ordinary demigod with one blow, Xiqi would definitely not send anyone else to die.

Who will be the next to come, Yang Jian or Nezha?
Mu Yi was looking forward to fighting with these famous war gods in heaven. To be honest, although Yang Jian and Nezha were third-generation disciples of Yuxu Palace, without the use of magic weapons, their strength was basically no different from that of second-generation disciples such as the Twelve Golden Immortals and Yun Zhongzi.

Mu Yi wanted to see how far he could go in this low-profile world of deification.

"coming!"

A beam of Buddha's light shot out from Xiqi. The pressure coming towards him made Mu Yi excited. The person who came was definitely a strong man.

"I am Mahasthamaprapta, a monk from the Western Sect. I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoist!"

"I wonder which famous mountain you practice in? Or which cave?"

I saw a golden light shining brightly in front of me, countless golden lotuses blooming, Sanskrit sounds being played, and the vague figures of countless monks being heard in the air.

Mu Yi nodded slightly. Mahasthamaprapta, the future Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, would be on par with Manjushri, Samantabhadra and others. In other words, this was an opponent at the level of the Twelve Golden Immortals, which was exactly what he wanted.

"You monk, if you want to fight, just fight. Why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?"

Mu Yi laughed loudly, picked him up and chopped him on the head. Dashizhi hurriedly sent out a relic.

The relic turned into a white light and headed straight towards Mu Yi's blade.

I don’t know what kind of magic weapon it was, but it sent Mu Yi flying.

Mu Yi swung his sleeves, releasing a rolling sea of ​​blood. Although it seemed boundless, it tightly enveloped the two warring parties.

At this moment, Mu Yi was full of fighting spirit, the sea of ​​blood was surging, and the Asura warriors stood in layers, just like a charging army, sweeping towards Dashizhi like a raging wave.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's relics are here, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

The Buddha's light appeared brightly behind Mahasthamaprapta, and the relics also emitted a thousand-foot-long Buddha's light. The Sanskrit sound exploded in the sea of ​​blood like thunder.

The originally surging sea of ​​blood was actually calmed by this blood sea. Even those Asuras with murderous intent began to put down their weapons under the illumination of the Buddha's light.

Mu Yi stood on the tranquil sea of ​​blood, his face unusually calm. Even though he could hear the sound of Sanskrit in his ears, he was not affected at all.

"In Conferred Gods, the most troublesome things are these magic weapons!"

Mu Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the relic in the air, which was called the Buddha's relic by Dashizhi. It must be said that this thing is really powerful, and it can even convert the Asura warriors who are built with the killing intent, hatred, and fighting intent extracted from the reincarnation of living beings.

"My fellow Taoist and I have a destiny in the West, why don't you follow me to the Paradise!"

Mahasthamaprapta looked at the Asura warrior with a look of surprise. The Western Church was short of people now, and when he suddenly saw a master who was suitable for practicing Buddhism, he was naturally overjoyed.

"You better win first!"

Mu Yi was too lazy to say anything more. He activated his internal energy and swung the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword three times in a row, each one more powerful than the last.

“Hahaha, fellow Taoist, this is the relic bestowed by the Buddha…” Before Mahasthamaprapta finished laughing, he saw the relic that had been shining brightly suddenly dim.

"If a magic weapon is not yours, you'd better not take it out to play with it!" Mu Yi sneered twice and kept playing with the relic in his hand.

What a good thing! Only when you get it in your hands will you realize how good it is.

The quality is only higher than the sword in his hand, not lower.

What he chopped with his three swords just now were not the relics, but the connection between Mahasthamaprapta and the relics. The way of cutting can cut off everything, and on the basis of cutting off everything, it can be sublimated. It was also the future that Master Tongtian showed in front of Mu Yi.

Although Mu Yi did not learn it completely, he had already grasped its true meaning.

If there is trouble with the magic weapon, then deal with the person who uses the magic weapon.

If this magic weapon belonged to Dashizhi, it would not be so easy to use. Unfortunately, this thing is not his, so he can only practice it simply.

"Evil obstacle, how dare you!"

Seeing Mu Yi put away the relic, Dashizhi became anxious. He used all his magical powers and the giant dragon of Buddha's light slapped towards Dashizhi with his palms.

However, without the protection of the relics, the sea of ​​blood instantly swallowed up Mahasthamaprapta. Countless evil ghosts from the hungry ghost realm pounced towards Mahasthamaprapta along the sea of ​​blood, madly biting his Buddha light.

Mahasthamaprapta always attacked frantically, but he was simply unable to break through the boundless sea of ​​blood.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he was overwhelmed by the evil spirits and his magic power was completely exhausted.

Mu Yi did not kill Dashizhi. He was afraid that if he reached out and chopped Dashizhi to pieces, Zhunti and Jie Yin would come and convert him to Buddhism the next moment.

It is easy to deal with Yang Jian, Nezha and others. The projections of each world are not completely unique. Only when they ascend to heaven or die, will they merge into the main body of Jiuzhou, which is also called tribulation.

However, these big guys are all beings above the Emperor, unique among all the realms of Jiuzhou. Taoist Duobao has already proved to him what extent a big guy who has a connection with the original body can achieve.

He didn't want to be suppressed by such a big guy.

"Someone, drop him on the flagpole!"

Mu Yi thought about it and asked the soldiers of Da Shang to hang it on the flagpole.

"Listen up, the Xiqi army on the opposite side. You have until you can win and surrender quickly, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" Mu Yi shouted at the Xiqi camp.

"Report!" Before the messenger came in, everyone in Xiqi knew about the battle situation. Just by hearing Mu Yi's unscrupulous voice, everyone knew that Mu Yi had won.

"The great monk Mahasthamaprapta was defeated by the enemy general and hung on the flagpole at the gate. Our life or death is unknown!" said the messenger with a look of fear on his face.

Both Mu Yi and Dashizhi consciously controlled the power of their battle, but the aftermath still frightened the soldiers.

Especially the overwhelming power of the boundless sea of ​​blood made everyone in the camp feel uncomfortable, let alone the soldiers.

Everyone in the camp was a little surprised. Dashizhi was definitely one of the top masters in the Xiqi camp, but he was defeated by Mu Yi so quickly.

Everyone realized that this opponent was definitely more difficult to deal with than the previous four generals of the Demon Family.

"I request to fight!" At this moment, Nezha and Yang Jian both requested to fight in the camp.

Jiang Ziya hesitated for a moment, then hesitated and shook his head.

"The enemy is fierce. Now that Jin Zha and Mu Zha are not here, the situation is unclear. Let's just hang up the banner of not fighting!"

"Yang Jian, go and explore tonight to see if you can rescue the monk!"

Seeing that the Xiqi camp had put up a sign of no war, the Shang side was naturally jubilant, and the morale that had been low for many days instantly improved.

"Uncle Master is so powerful, Wen Zhong admires him!"

After returning to the camp, Wen Zhong was full of admiration. He had the divine eye, so he could see clearly how Dashizhi was defeated.

He had doubts about Mu Yi's strength before, but now he has no such doubts at all. He feels that Mu Yi is indeed a master who can rival the second-generation disciples.

"Xiqi has hung up the banner of not fighting, what should we do next?" Mu Yi waved his hand and asked.

"Restore morale. After I have some training, I will issue a challenge to Jiang Ziya and fight him in three days!"

"If you need me, just call me!"

Mu Yi became interested. After all, Jiang Ziya was known as the ancestor of military strategists. It was naturally extraordinary that Wen Zhong could fight with him. Perhaps it would be an inspiration to him.

"I am quite interested in this method of marching and fighting. Can I take a look?"

"Uncle Master, what are you talking about? Please correct me!"

Wen Zhonglang laughed twice. He might not be very good in cultivation, but he still had absolute confidence in marching and fighting.

Afterwards, Wen Zhong trained the army to restore its morale.

I saw the camp was divided into dragon and tiger in the north and south, and the battle array was set up in the east and west according to the wood and gold. The guards added murderous aura, and the might of tigers and wolves rose up like a marching cloud. The horses were neatly arranged, and the precious banners and pennants rolled up with majesty. The lieutenant in front of the battle array wore golden armor, and the spear-carrying soldiers wore brocade skirts. The advance officer was like a fierce tiger, and the assistant officer was as vicious as a bear. The cannons of the camp were earth-shattering, and the drums to urge the battle array were like thunder. There were rules for entering and leaving during the day, and at night, the arrows were turned and the watch was set. Because the Grand Tutor had set up the camp, crows and birds dared not fly in the sky.

Mu Yi watched intently, this Wen Zhong was worthy of being the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty. According to Mu Yi's opinion, his military talent should be close to the level of a military god.

The army's clouds are powerful, and their power is fully displayed as the clouds flow.

Even Jiang Ziya in the Xiqi camp on the other side was amazed.

"I heard that the Grand Master has the talent of a general, but now seeing how he is training, people say that he has not yet fully learned."

"Prime Minister, don't worry. The four generals of the Demon Family that day were nothing more than that. We will obey the will of heaven and respond to the dawn. We will definitely win!" Huang Feihu said on the side.

"Having said that, the people are not at peace, the army is facing fierce battles, and the generals and horses are exhausted. Neither is a sign of peace and tranquility." Jiang Ziya shook his head.

"Let's go, gather all the generals and discuss a strategy to repel the enemy. The method of destroying morale by fighting in front of the battlefield is no longer effective. I'm afraid we have to have a real battle with them."

Just as Jiang Ziya was gathering his generals for a meeting, he heard a messenger come to report: "Report, Prime Minister, Grand Tutor Wen has sent an official to deliver a letter!"

"Let him in!" Jiang Ziya ordered.

After reading Wen Zhong's declaration of war, Jiang Ziya did not get angry nor refute. He just looked at the visitor and asked.

"What is your name?"

"I am Deng Zhong." The man who came was none other than Deng Zhong, a great general under Grand Master Wen.

"General Deng returned to the camp and paid his respects to Grand Tutor Wen. He replied with a letter and ordered us to meet in the field for a battle three days later."

As soon as the declaration of war was issued, both sides immediately fell into a state of combat readiness. A heavy murderous intent filled the battlefield, and everyone could feel the tension.

(End of this chapter)