Fengshen Wendaoxing

E Shun looked at Zhang Kui, who pointed the knife at them, and looked at Di Xin on the chariot with a gloomy face.

"Nan Bohou!"

Behind E Shun there is a strong man with bronze skin and loose hair, and a wild temperament on his body. He carries a mace in his hand.

At this moment, the big man whispered a few words to E Shun.

Na E Shun nodded after hearing it, then looked at Xiqi's side and said nothing.

"Uncle Master, that person does not seem to be from the Central Plains." Yang Jian whispered.

Jiang Ziya frowned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It should be the southern barbarian tribe. I didn't expect E Shun to have an intersection with them."

The barbarians are descendants of the ancient Jiuli tribe.

After the leader Chi You failed to fight for the king, the Jiuli tribe was unwilling to surrender to the Yanhuang tribe, so they chose to go all the way south and enter the perilous southern endless mountains.

Later, the five emperors settled down, and under the enlightenment of the sages, the fierceness and wildness of the Central Plains gradually receded, and the system civilization had made substantial progress.

Only these remote tribes still maintain the ancient wind and retain their wildness.

Regardless of men, women or children, they are all brave and fierce, and their combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the Central Plains.

They are also thinking about conquering the Central Plains and occupying the fertile Central Plains all the time, and they often launch attacks.

As Nan E who guards the south, they will also fight against the Nanban tribe, so E Shun will inevitably deal with the southern barbarian tribe.

"It seems that they have reached some deal in private. This E Shun is just leading the wolf into the room."

Yang Jian took a deep look at the men and horses in Southern Hubei, and said in a low voice: "The barbarians who tried to conquer the Central Plains are not dead, and we must also be careful to guard against them."

Jiang Ziya frowned and nodded gently: "I know,"

Although the barbarians nowadays are not fake, they have formed two different races with the Huaxia in the Central Plains.

These barbarians did not treat the Central Plains people as human beings. In their eyes, only the weak and the strong prey.

Therefore, the two sides can be regarded as enemies.

"Zhang Kui is here, who else would dare to fight me?"

Zhang Kui immediately shouted violently, frightening the princes.

But he was the only one who had an amazing two-knife kill record before, so for a while, the princes, you look at me, I look at you, but they were shocked and no one dared to say anything.

Seeing that there was no one to fight, Jiang Ziya knew that this would have a great impact on the morale of the army, so he said: "Wei Hu, you go."

According to Yang Jian, Wei Hu's Taoism and deeds are still above him, so Zhang Kui's victory should be tenable.

He must find someone to win this game and raise the declining morale.

"The disciple takes the lead!"

Wei Hu was dressed in a long robe, did not ride a horse, and walked forward, looking like ordinary people, without the brave and murderous spirit of a general.

Zhang Kui, who was full of murderous aura, condensed his expression.

He has practiced a different technique, so he is considered half a cultivator, and because of this he can feel the extraordinaryness of that opponent.

It seemed ordinary and ordinary, but it was like a mountain lying in front of him, giving him a lot of pressure.

"Kill!" But he was not frightened. With a violent shout, Zhang Kui raised his knife and charged forward, and the big knife slashed out a sharp light.

Wei Hu looked at the figure, with a fairy light rising all over his body, a golden light flashed in his right hand, and a magic pestle appeared in his hand.

With cold eyes, Wei Hu held the Jiang Mo pestle in both hands and waved forward, and a divine rainbow rushed to collide with Zhang Kui's knife light.

With a crisp sound like the cracking of porcelain, Shenhong shattered the knife with one blow, and hit Zhang Kui head-on.

"what?"

Zhang Kui was startled with a cold sweat. Before he could think about it, he lay back and avoided the magical rainbow. He got up and restrained the unicorn smoke beast and looked at Wei Hu in surprise.

With his strength, he is confident that he can be regarded as the top powerhouse of the human race. Although the guarded Mianchi is only a small county, it is the only way to Chaoge. The importance can be imagined.

But the man in front of him broke his sword with a single blow, and the displayed strength shocked him, and he didn't know whether he should go on.

Lu Chuan said loudly: "Zhang Kui, rewind!"

He and Wei Hu haven't met yet, but he recognizes his identity from the magic pestle.

Wei Hu, one of the seven people who became holy after being enshrined in the gods, also became the guardian of the three religions.

Legend has it that when he became a teacher, he was still in the ancient Fuxi era, earlier than Yang Jian, and he was the first person to explain and teach three generations in terms of seniority.

It's just that this person is very low-key in Fengshen, so his reputation is not as good as Yang Jian and others, but his strength is absolutely terrifying.

Wen Zhong was also taken aback: "The three teachings of the law protector cast down the devil and the sacred pestle? Zhang Kui, retreat quickly!"

After Zhang Kui heard the sound, he no longer hesitated, Leqi turned and ran towards the camp.

"Zhang Kui, where to go?!"

The divine light in Wei Hu's eyes skyrocketed, and his right hand pinched a finger towards the sky, Jiang Mochu exuded a piercing brilliance, like a mountain screaming and crashing down on Zhang Kui's head, which was galloping toward him.

"Ah!" After Zhang Kui raised his head and yelled, his body twisted into a radiance and disappeared into the ground.

boom!

The magic pestle fell, and the place seemed to have suffered an earthquake. The ground shook and the mountains shook.

The one-horned smoke beast had long been smashed into dust, and a big pit was smashed into the ground.

The brilliance flashed in front of the Dashang Formation, and Zhang Kui appeared in horror, looking back with a look of fear.

Is that human being?

"This... It's so powerful to cast the magic pestle..."

Lu Chuan narrowed his gaze and said in surprise, the power of this Demon Peel is a bit too much, and it is very different from what he remembered.

Wen Zhong said in a deep voice: "The legendary master ancestor made a devil-dropping pestle in a gossip furnace in order to suppress the evil spirits and protect the three teachings. This one."

"Master Zu?" Lu Chuan's mouth twitched slightly.

It's no wonder that he sees this Devil Pestle being aired every second and every second, and it is so powerful that it is incomprehensible. It turns out to be the handwriting of the weapon master Dao Tianzun.

This sacrificed descending devil pestle resembles Mount Tai, which can be concealed and avoided, but if you want to carry it, it is not something ordinary people can do.

In addition, this Devil-Downward Pestle is also a weapon, and his treasure-dropping money is useless.

"it is good!"

Wei Hu won with one move. Although he didn't kill Zhang Kui, he made him run so embarrassed and improved the morale of the princes' army.

Di Xin sat on the chariot, his expression still majestic and unchanged.

It’s just that Han Rong and many other generals’ expressions are a bit heavy~www.readwn.com~ even with fear,

They have seen the power of the Devil Pestle. It is simply impossible for humans to fight against. Even a strong man like Zhang Kui almost lost his life. Who else can resist?

Wen Zhong looked ugly and said: "Junior Brother, it's broken. This explanation is a bit too much. Sending a figure in the immortal realm like Wei Hu, plus the demon stick, we are afraid that no one can match it!"

"Forget it, brother, are there few immortals we have invited?" Lu Chuan said lightly.

He glanced at the people behind him again, and felt relieved.

I have known this situation for a long time, so this adult invited a helper in advance based on good popularity and interpersonal relationship, do you know?

only……

Lu Chuan looked at the princes' coalition forces over there, his eyes flickering, but the people burning the lantern over there hadn't come out yet.

If you don’t have the confidence to win, mention exposing Wang Zhan like his elder brother Kong Xuan, maybe it’s not good, right?

Hearing the sound of the mountain whistling and the tsunami of the opposing princes' coalition forces, Di Xin's figure moved and prepared to stand up.

He knew very well that there was no mortal to stop him except him.

"I come!"

Suddenly, Yin Jiao, who was covered in a black cloak behind Lu Chuan, rushed out.

Lu Chuan's expression relaxed.

Yes, this Tianyin is the opponent of that descending demon pestle.

"Um?"

Di Xin looked at the figure, his gaze condensed: "Lu Qing, who is the person under your seat?"

Lu Chuan's brow jumped. This question is not easy to answer. If it is true, it will violate the agreement, and if it is false, it will deceive the monarch.

Lu Chuan said respectfully: "Great King Qiqi, this is a strange man who was recruited by his minister yesterday. He claims to be... well, a fellow man!"

Jia Er is the suburbs, my lord, the minister has given you a hint!

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