Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 495
Early the next morning, before dawn, Da Zhou's army began to light a fire and cook.

When the sun rose, there was a burst of drumming, which was the sound of a charge. King Jiangdong tossed and turned all night, and only closed his eyes at dawn. He was awakened from his sleep by the shocking sound of drums. He rushed out without even his clothes on. .

"What's going on? Why such a loud drum?"

The deputy general ran over and shouted loudly, "My lord, Da Zhou's army has launched a full-scale attack!"

King Jiangdong's face changed drastically, "Didn't you say that we will attack in three days?...Damn it! This king has fallen into Xuanyuanling's tricks! Hurry up and fight immediately!"

A quarter of an hour later, when King Jiangdong put on his armor and took up a broadsword to lead the army to fight, he found that the army was retreating steadily and was defeated like a mountain. King Jiangdong's army was not defeated, but frightened and defeated. Tian's defeat left the soldiers with no fighting spirit, and when they encountered Da Zhou's army, they turned their heads and ran away.

An army of 3 to [-] people, against a Dazhou army of almost [-], it is a daydream to win!
This is not a fight, but a unilateral crush.

"My lord, retreat quickly! Withdraw to Jiangdong!"

The deputy general said loudly, and the generals also echoed, "My lord, if you stay in the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood. Don't fight with Da Zhou. If you can't resist, immediately withdraw to Jiangdong. The future will be long, and we will come back after the rest!"

Making a comeback is easier said than done?He is not reconciled!

Jiangdong Wang looked back at the surging Dongjiang River. The hundreds of feet wide Dongjiang River, with its fast-flowing water and countless hidden reefs, was his last barrier.

"My lord, withdraw quickly! It's too late if you don't withdraw!"

On the other side, Qi Che had brought 1 elite soldiers to kill and surround King Jiangdong.

Attacking back and forth, King Jiangdong had no choice but to retreat.

"God will kill me!"

King Jiangdong yelled up to the sky, the lieutenant general said nothing, he whipped King Jiangdong's buttocks, and the horse jumped up and galloped towards the bridge.

"Chase!"

Qi Che raised his arms and shouted, Jiangdong King fled to the bridge under the guard of the soldiers. The soldiers fled to the bridge one after another when they saw that the commander had run away.

Wuming did not go after him, he rode on his horse and directed the battle, closely watching Qi Che, Li Yi, General Liu, and divided his troops into three groups to intercept Jiangdong King.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the wind blew violently, and the originally radiant sun was blocked by dark clouds that appeared from nowhere.

Wuming's face changed, and he subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

In the darkness, a figure descended from the sky, and landed lightly on a small hill not far from Wuming.

The man was dressed in black clothes, and in his right hand was holding a trident with a cold light.

As soon as that person appeared, Wuming felt powerful spiritual power rushing towards him, almost bending his back. The opponent was at least the eighth level of spiritual power.

With a sudden jump in Wuming's heart, he gripped the hilt of the sword even tighter.

Zhong Kui stared at Wuming intently. He hadn't seen him for 300 years. This venerable who made the Three Realms look at him in the past changed his body, his appearance changed a bit, and his cultivation was also much weaker, but the aura of that body, Innate, eye-catching.

Zhong Kui suppressed his uneasiness, clenched his trident, and said in a deep voice, "Xuanyuan Ling, today is your death day, do you have something to say?"

"Who are you? Why did you kill me?"

"My name is Zhong Kui, and I am the number one God of War beside the Emperor of Heaven."

Hearing Bai Chong's name, Wuming understood, "Is he going to kill me? It's been more than 300 years, and he still refuses to let me go?"

Zhong Kui said blankly, "Your existence is a threat to the Heavenly Emperor! One thousand and three hundred years ago, you should have died. The Heavenly Emperor has allowed you to live for so long, which is already extremely merciful!"

Wuming looked cold, "In addition to killing me, who else do you want to kill?"

Zhong Kui fell into silence without words.

Wuming's heart sank little by little, he held the hilt of the sword tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand tensed up because of the force, "I won't let you hurt Jin!"

"Xuanyuan Ling, you misunderstood."

Zhong Kui looked coldly at Wuming's slightly softened face, and pierced his fantasy coldly, "Not only Feng Jin, but also Feng Yao! The Emperor of Heaven ordered to cut the weeds and root them out, and leave no one behind!"

Wuming's face turned cold, and with a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was menacing.

Zhong Kui showed disdain on his face, but he didn't dare to relax in his heart. He grabbed the trident, lifted and released it, and his figure rushed towards Wuming like lightning, and the trident pierced Wuming with the cold light.

Wuming raised his sword to block it, with a bang, flames splashed everywhere, Wuming was sent flying dozens of steps away, and fell heavily on the ground, opening his mouth, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, while Zhong Kui remained motionless.

A fight, the outcome has been divided.

"It's a pity that Xuanyuan Ling from back then has become like this now!"

Zhong Kui said it was a pity, and the figure rushed towards Wuming again quickly, Wuming jumped up, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to hide, only to fight.

Not only to fight, but also to defeat Zhong Kui and injure him severely. He must never let him have the opportunity to go to the imperial capital and hurt Ah Jin and Yao'er.

This time, Wuming lasted almost ten moves, but was kicked away by Zhong Kui again.

The difference in spiritual power was almost double, making him helpless in front of Zhong Kui.

The last time Bai Chong sent someone to kill him, the leader also had the eighth level of spiritual power, but it felt like that man was no less than the man in front of him.

The number one god of war next to the Emperor of Heaven is very powerful.

Wuming was knocked down, got up again and continued to beat, was knocked down again and again, got up again and again, even though his body was covered in blood, several ribs were broken on his body, and his thigh bone was pierced by a trident, Wuming still stood upright.

"Xuanyuan Ling, you can't stop me! I am the number one God of War, with the spiritual power of the eighth level and ninth level, and you are only the seventh level, how can you stop me?"

Zhong Kui lost his patience and said loudly.

Wuming stared at him with red eyes, clenched the sword in his hand, his hand was injured, and bright red blood flowed on the hilt of the sword, dripping down drop by drop.

"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it! With me here, you don't want to leave here today!"

Zhong Kui sneered, "Being overestimated!"

Zhong Kui's tall figure flew over like lightning, and the trident in his hand stabbed at Wuming's throat. Wuming wanted to avoid it, but was forced back by an invisible force, unable to move.

He is trapped!
Zhong Kui's face was full of ambition, and he looked at Wuming as if he was looking at a dead person.

Just when the trident was about to stab Wuming, a figure flew out from the side and bumped into it, holding the two spear heads of the trident firmly with both hands.

"Tang Jun!"

The extremely sharp Gun Ren cut through Tang Jun's hand, and the sticky and bright red blood stained Qian Ren. Tang Jun turned his head and shouted, "Go, Emperor!"

Since the last time he came to send a letter to Wuming, Tang Jun stayed because of the many and urgent matters on Wuming's side.

Being hit by Tang Jun in such a way, the invisible net that trapped Wuming disappeared, Wuming jumped up and did not escape, the long sword in his hand pierced Zhong Kui's eyebrows, if he does not fall, he cannot escape.

"Damn inferior people! Court death!"

Zhong Kui cursed loudly, and drew back the trident. Tang Jun didn't let go in time, and was taken by that force, and was led towards Zhong Kui. No one can bear it in humans.

Tang Jun was kicked and flew out, he could only hear the crackling sound of ribs, more than a dozen ribs were broken, and the broken ribs were inserted into the internal organs, Tang Jun opened his mouth, and blood spurted out.

After flying out dozens of steps, Tang Jun fell heavily on the ground. Wuming's sword had been thrust out and could not be retracted. With Tang Jun's interference, Zhong Kui couldn't dodge in time. The long sword brushed his temple and stabbed through. With a sword cut, blood gushed out.

Zhong Kui was furious, and the trident in his hand drew a cold semicircular arc in the air, stabbing towards Wuming.

Wuming didn't have time to dodge, at the very moment, a long whip was thrown from nowhere, wrapped around the trident, allowing Wuming to escape, the trident cut through the clothes on his chest, creating a wound, blood flew shot, but only flesh wounds, not fatal.

Zhong Kui was disturbed one after another, and his anger could hardly be contained. He looked at the person who threw the long whip with his fiery eyes, "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be you, Nishang side concubine!"

It was Nishang who came. She had recovered from her injuries these days, and went to the battlefield to find Wuming and join hands with him to deal with Bai Chong, but happened to run into Zhong Kui who wanted to kill Wuming.

Nishang grasped the long whip tightly, and looked at Zhong Kui coldly, "Zhong Kui, you bland lackey! What else can you do besides being a dog?"

"I am the number one god of war in the heavens!"

"God of War? What kind of God of War are you? If you hadn't been obedient, Bai Chong would have helped you become God of War? It's only the eighth level of spiritual power, and you won't be afraid of embarrassing yourself if you say it!"

Before the words fell, the long whip in Nishang's hand was lashed towards Zhong Kui again.

(End of this chapter)