Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

Chapter 198: Disciples fight with each other, using their unique skills to prove their achievements, so how can they retreat?
Jiang Ziya asked Huang Feihu for information about Zhang Guifang, the general of Qinglong Pass. He was even more worried when he heard that Zhang Guifang had practiced some unorthodox techniques, and could call out names to take away souls and arrest people.

However, some military commanders did not care about Huang Feihu's statement at all, and some even joked:

"If Zhang Guifang had such a skill, he would have called out the names of our Xiqi generals one by one in front of the battlefield and taken them all to Chaoge to be done with."

Huang Feihu was helpless when he saw that the generals did not believe this. However, they did not know that through Huang Feihu, the generals had learned a little bit about Zhang Guifang's method of leading troops and capturing generals.

However, the introduction of the first official Feng Lin was overlooked. Little did they know that Feng Lin was also a disciple of Jiejiao.

After learning the basic magic of Jiejiao, he could spit out red beads from his mouth and hit people, thus making them lose their fighting power or even die.

This is also due to fate, because fate is determined by heaven. First, many generals should be in the catastrophe. Second, the Hunyuan Saint Lin Zhu is secretly pushing it.

Huang Feihu's momentary negligence caused the generals of Xiqi to suffer a lot!
But the next day, a cannon was heard under the city of Xiqi, and the Shang Dynasty's Chaoge army challenged the enemy at the foot of the city.

Jiang Ziya sat in the hall, gathered all the generals, and then spoke:
"Which Zhang Guifang is so skilled in martial arts? Which general dares to go out of the city to fight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a general from Zhou suddenly appeared from the class and shouted:
"Prime Minister, I am not willing to go and kill Zhang Guifang to destroy the morale of the Chaoge army!"

Jiang Ziya looked at the person who was talking. It was Ji Shuqian, the twelfth son of King Wen Jichang. This twelfth prince was big and strong, and skilled in martial arts. However, he was the most violent.

Moreover, after hearing Huang Feihu's words the day before, the court was already dissatisfied. They wanted to behead Zhang Guifang and present him in the hall to show off their achievements.

When Jiang Ziya saw that it was Ji Shuqian, he understood. King Wen had a total of hundreds of sons, all of whom were good at fighting. This was because King Wen was the reincarnation of Fuxi's corpse.

Although he could not pass on his cultivation to his descendants, even he himself was only able to understand his past life after being enlightened by Lin Zhu.

However, the cultivation cannot be passed down. The trace of the saint's power in the blood is shared by all the sons. Therefore, all the hundred princes have courage and strength.

Not to mention the eldest son, King Wu Bo Yikao, who was the reincarnation of the Ziwei star and was born with the appearance of an emperor.

However, Jiang Ziya's cultivation was too low. He still couldn't understand that the change of dynasties was caused by fate and secretly manipulated by saints. These were just the truths of heaven.

Jiang Ziya was not in a position to speak clearly, so he gave Ji Shuqian a few instructions before allowing him to go out to fight the enemy. He also wanted to use this opportunity to get a feel for the strength of the Chaoge army.

Ji Shuqian wanted to be the first to achieve merit, so he mounted his horse and took up his spear, and rushed out of the west city. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the enemy general opposite him.

Seeing this, he almost vomited out the food he had eaten because of nausea.

I saw a general under a blue banner on the opposite side. Under his long fiery red hair was an ugly blue face. On each side of his bloody mouth, a fang was exposed. He rode a black horse and held a mace in his hand. This appearance was enough to stop children from crying at night and scare away many tigers and bears.

Ji Shuqian was not afraid, he pulled himself together and came to the front of the battle formation. He pointed his spear at the general and roared.

"Is the general coming here Zhang Guifang, the commander of Qinglong Pass?"

Unexpectedly, the ugly general on the opposite side laughed and replied:

"No, I am the vanguard officer who is fighting against the rebels, and I am Feng Lin under General Zhang. You are accepting surrenders and your intentions are obvious. When the soldiers arrived here today, why don't you dismount and surrender? What are you waiting for?" How could Ji Shuqian be willing to lose the argument and fall into a disadvantage? He also shouted:
"The people of the world are happy to return to Zhou, which is the destiny. You are just a small general, what ability do you have to dare to discuss the destiny? Why don't you leave quickly and replace Zhang Guifang with someone else. I will chop off his head and return to the city to claim the credit!"

Ji Shuqian's words were too hurtful. Isn't it said that when you insult someone, don't expose their shortcomings, and when you hit someone, don't hit them in the face? Isn't this just saying to Feng Lin in front of him that Feng Lin is no match for him?

As expected, Feng Lin was furious when he heard this. "How dare you, you thief, bully me?"

He swung the mace and rushed towards Ji Shuqian, who quickly met him with a gun!
The two fought back and forth with their clubs and spears, and it was hard to tell who was the winner. After more than thirty moves, Feng Lin still showed no sign of defeat.

Ji Shuqian's mind moved, and he made a plan. He lowered his head to avoid the oncoming wolf-tooth club, and thrust out with the gun in his hand.

"with"

"oops!"

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As the two men spoke, Feng Lin was shot in the shoulder. Fortunately, it only scratched some flesh and did not injure his bones.

Feng Lin felt the pain and turned his horse to go back. He felt a little regretful. He had magic skills but he was fighting with ordinary people. He was careless and suffered a little loss.

"Look at me using magic to capture you and relieve the hatred in my heart."
Ji Shuqian saw Feng Lin running away, so he was unwilling to let him go. Isn't this just a walking military achievement? So, Ji Shuqian shouted:
"Where are you going? You'll die!" He spurred his horse and chased after him.

It was probably fate that Feng Lin was running slowly. He looked anxious, but he was actually running slowly, just to wait for Ji Shuqian to catch up!
It was Ji Shuqian's fate that he died here. He didn't even notice Feng Lin's obvious flaw! Although Feng Lin was injured, his magic was still there.

Feng Lin saw Ji Shuqian chasing him very fast, so he started to chant a spell. He turned around and looked at Ji Shuqian and spit.

A puff of black smoke was seen gushing out, and then it turned into a black net. In the net, a red bead as big as a bowl was thrown directly at Ji Shuqian who was chasing after him.

Feng Lin used magic. No matter how brave Ji Shuqian was, he was just an ordinary general of the human race in the prehistoric world! How could he resist such magic?

There was a loud bang, and then a "bang" sound, and the red bead hit Ji Shuqian in the face.

Poor Ji Shuqian, the twelfth son of King Wen, who was born into a wealthy and powerful family, died just like that!
The soul floated and headed straight to the Conferred God Platform in Qishan. It was temporarily collected by Bai Jian in the Bailing Banner. It will be sent back when the Conferred God Platform is completed!

Feng Lin beheaded Ji Shuqian and proudly led his victorious army back to the camp!
The defeated army of Xiqi had already retreated to the city of Xiqi and talked about the war. Jiang Ziya was even more unhappy when he saw Ji Shuqian was killed. And Bo Yikao was also very sad when he heard that his brother had fought against him!
The next day, outside Xiqi City, Zhang Guifang deployed a large group of troops and challenged the enemy at the foot of the city.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, you can't get a tiger cub without risking it! Besides, the commander of the Chaoge army has already left. I am the prime minister of the Great Zhou and the commander-in-chief of the three armies of Xiqi. How can I avoid the battle?"

"Besides, Xiqi didn't feel anything unusual after the defeat. If we don't fight and let the Shang army challenge us, I'm afraid it will affect the morale of the Xiqi army!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya issued an order:

"Order the three armies, divide them into five formations, and march out of the city to meet the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)