The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian stood still, his energy and spirit restrained, and he seemed to have no waves.

The soldiers on both sides could see this place, and they all watched intently; Deng Jiugong and Huang Feihu frowned slightly. These two generals were not monks, so naturally they couldn't understand what happened at this time.

Deng Jiugong couldn't help muttering in his heart: 'Could it be that General Tu Xing has been secretly injured by Yang Jian? '

Stand still and let you do three tricks, not to mention the Tu Xingsun who has a somewhat eccentric temperament, even if it is said to a well-trained general, there will be a fierce battle between the two sides.

It's too contemptuous, and it's not in the eyes at all.

Nezha asked Lei Zhenzi next to him in a low voice, "Is there a way to break the fairy rope?"

"I don't know," Lei Zhenzi murmured for a while, "it should be there. Eldest brother has no fear of intercepting and teaching many uncles and uncles. Although this Tu Xingsun's treasure is powerful, it probably won't be able to hurt elder brother."

Nezha looked slightly worried.

Although the senior brother has a high level of cultivation, he is not like him with many spiritual treasures to protect him...

"Don't worry," Lei Zhenzi said in a low voice, looking at the grass around Yang Jian, naturally searching for Tu Xingsun's whereabouts.

Lei Zhenzi's heart is like a bright mirror, knowing that Yang Jian is strong in the mysterious body, and his spiritual consciousness is not as good as the Da Luo Jinxian of Yuan Shendao at this time, and his combat power is completely incomparable with Yang Jian's own.

The master's spiritual sense may not be searched too deeply...

coming!

There was a flash of light in Lei Zhenzi's eyes, and he caught the figure that was moving quickly through the ground; he opened his mouth to remind him, but he swallowed the words quickly, and looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes.

Eldest brother must have the ability to defeat the enemy, if he reminds him aloud, then he has seen the elder brother clearly!

Lei Zhenzi almost held his breath, and with all his attention, the surge of vitality brought by the figure that jumped out of the soil was reflected in Lei Zhenzi's heart.

when!

The iron rod in Tu Xingsun's hand hit Yang Jian's thigh, but there was a sound of a golden spear slamming.

Yang Jian's figure remained motionless, and his eyes moved to Tu Xingsun's face; Tu Xingsun let out a high-pitched growl, the figure retreated two steps quickly, rubbed his legs lightly, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!

What a powerful earth escape.

Yang Jian secretly praised in his heart, his spiritual sense chased Tu Xingsun, but when Tu Xingsun drilled only a hundred feet into the soil, Yang Jian's spiritual sense could not keep up at all.

Based on this Tudun skill alone, this Tu Xingsun deserves to be called a 'strange man'.

Yang Jian stood there quietly with a smile on his face, but he was thinking in his heart how he should subdue this junior brother Sun.

Deng Chanyu's eyes fell on Yang Jian, and there was a little nervousness in her beautiful eyes, which was quite different from her usual strategizing appearance.

There must be ghosts in her heart, and she is fine.

Whoosh!

Tu Xingsun appeared again, but only his upper body was stuck out of the ground, and the iron rod in his hand was aimed at Yang Jian's knee.

Instead, Yang Jian put away the protective Xuangang this time, and took Tu Xingsun's stick abruptly.

With a soft bang, the iron rod was thrown into the air, and Tu Xingsun stared at Yang Jian in disbelief, as if shocked by Yang Jian's mysterious physical strength.

This time, Tu Xingsun was sure that he hit Yang Jian's body, but it was a bit harder than when he hit the Xuangang with an iron rod just now...

This is, the big brother who explained and taught three generations?

Tu Xingsun's body was still half in the soil, and he looked up at Yang Jian in a daze, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.

Yang Jian lowered his head and chuckled at Tu Xingsun, "There is another trick."

Tu Xingsun fled away as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the iron rod disappeared after falling tens of meters away.

Seeing this, Yang Jian had many thoughts in his mind.

This supernatural power of earth escape does not seem to be a simple escape method, it contains other more complicated principles.

It is obviously impossible to understand the key point based on three observations, but this does not prevent Yang Jian from capturing Tu Xingsun.

After all, if Tu Xingsun wants to launch an offensive, he can only drill out of the ground, it is impossible to lurk in it all the time. "

It took a little longer for Tu Xingsun to enter the earth this time.

His earth escape ability is very good. He is hiding in a stone cave deep in the earth at this moment. He is huddled into a ball, covered with earthy yellow brilliance, as if he is an elf conceived from the earth.

Of course, this elf is not very good-looking.

'How could this be... is this the strength of the rumored senior brother? I can't hurt half a hair of him. '

The two sticks hit him, and last time it seemed that he hit the treasure rock. It should be the body protection profound art that blocked his blow.

The stick in the back really hit the elder brother's knee, Tu Xingsun didn't hold back his hand at that time, but as much force as he threw it, the force returned from the shock, that flesh and blood body is actually comparable to spiritual treasures!

At this time, Tu Xingsun finally understood why there were so many rumors about Yang Jian circulating in Honghuang.

Those unbelievable achievements are all without falsehood.

Lost just like that?

Tu Xingsun gritted his teeth, his heart was full of unwillingness, and there was even a deep hatred in his eyes.

How can he be willing?

The words that Yang Jian said to him with a chuckle are still echoing in his heart. At first, there may be a bit of warmth, but at this time, it is already extremely ironic...

Tu Xingsun recited a mantra, held the immortal rope in his hands, raised his head, and looked at the ground through the barriers of earth and rocks.

The earthy yellow brilliance around him flowed gently, his figure soared into the sky, and streaks of golden light flashed across his eyes.

On the ground, Yang Jian stood quietly, his face was normal, his eyes were indifferent, it seemed that he was not fighting, but just in a daze.

Hum——

The grass under his feet suddenly began to tremble, Yang Jian frowned, and clenched his left hand into a fist.

With a few puffs, several 'fountains' suddenly appeared around Yang Jian's body, but what spewed out was loess, not muddy water.

Therefore, there are doubts?

A little smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, but he just stood still.

A figure suddenly emerged from the sand, raised the iron rod in his hand, and a stream of light wrapped around Yang Jian's legs in the palm of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian's whole body was bound by a rope, and the figure held up an iron rod and smashed Yang Jian's forehead.

Tu Xingsun was really desperate and used all his strength to kill Yang Jian.

This blow put great pressure on Tu Xingsun's heart. He is a disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao. It would be fine if he just wounded Yang Jian, but he showed his killing intent towards Yang Jian...

hum!

how come!

Tu Xingsun's eyes flickered, and the iron rod in his hand smashed into nothingness! The 'Yang Jian' who was bound by the fairy rope disappeared without a trace under the eyes of Tu Xingsun!

"This stick should be counted as the fourth move, I can dodge it," Yang Jian's voice came from behind, and Tu Xingsun's complexion turned pale. He didn't have time to look back, and directly used the escape method, and his figure was about to melt into the soil immediately.

Just at this moment!

Yang Jian seemed to have been gaining momentum for a long time, raised his left foot, and stomped hard on the grass under his feet.

Almost at the same time, the soles of Yang Jian's feet fell on the grass, and Tu Xingsun got into the loess...

In the next moment, a wave swayed under Yang Jian's feet, and the grassland was intact within ten feet of the circle centered on where he was standing, but in the circle area ten feet away to a hundred feet away, the land collapsed instantly, and earth and rocks flew towards the sky.

With this step down, there will be a deep pool here from now on.

There was a cone under Yang Jian's feet. Yang Jian stood at the origin of the bottom of the cone and looked down the cone. At the bottom of the cone, a pair of legs kicked weakly, but there was still a hundred feet away from the bottom of the deep pit.

Yang Jian stomped his feet again, and the cone shattered directly, and the spear shadows condensed by the two Xuangangs directly supported Tu Xingsun by his hands and feet, and 'lifted' him to Yang Jian.

Raising his hand, the fairy rope fell into his hand, and Yang Jian looked up and down at the panic-stricken Tu Xingsun.

"Are you convinced?"

"Submit, subdue..."

Tu Xingsun's voice trembled a little, and his Adam's apple trembled slightly, as if he was really frightened by Yang Jian.

But Yang Jian shook his head, "What you think in your heart at this moment is that you still want to flee through the earth, and follow me back to the camp. The guilt of joining the merchant army and fighting with everyone should be punished by the uncle himself."

Hearing this, Tu Xingsun was startled and angry, changed his cowardly appearance just now, and yelled at Yang Jian: "Why! Where I join the army is my own business! What is the crime?"

"Really?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed a little murderous intent, "What do you mean, but you want to break away from the teaching? If so, I don't need to care about the friendship between my brothers and sisters, and I will just send you to the list of gods."

Tu Xingsun wanted to scold again, but the remaining rationality made him shut up, turned his head and snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

Yang Jian added two more Xuangang gun shadows to completely 'break' Tu Xingsun and hang him in the sky.

"All troops charge forward," Yang Jian's voice spread throughout the Zhou army. Although there was nothing impassioned, it made the whole army excited!

"Whoever captures Deng Jiugong and Deng Chanyu alive will advance to a higher rank."

Nezha rushed out immediately, but Mu Zha bypassed from the side, and went straight to Qinglong Pass under Yang Jian's order.

Zhou Jun's killing shouts shook the sky, Huang Feihu rode a five-color divine bull, Nangong Shi sat on a black and fine horse, all the generals rushed to the front, and the whole army dared to follow along with their lives!

Deng Jiugong looked up at Tu Xingsun who was hung in the sky, his old eyes were full of disbelief.

Deng Chanyu whispered beside her: "Father, why are you still hesitating!" There was also a little reluctance and reluctance in her words, "This is not a situation we can handle at all."

"Fight!"

Deng Jiugong raised his spear high and let out an angry roar, and drums sounded from all over the merchant army. This wave of merchant troops had many direct descendants of Deng Jiugong, and they were considered elite.

Seeing this, Yang Jian frowned.

Deng Jiugong's actions will inevitably bring a lot of damage to the Zhou army. It would be unwise to fight to the death.

I have already shot today, so I might as well make one more shot.

Yang Jian rushed forward suddenly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Deng Jiugong. He raised his hand and grabbed Deng Jiugong. Deng Jiugong had no power to resist. Yang Jian lifted his neck and threw him into the air.

"Prime Minister..."

"I won't hurt him," Yang Jian said calmly, and his shouts spread throughout the two armies that were about to collide.

"Deng Jiugong and Deng Chanyu have been captured by me, and those who descend from the Shang army will not be killed."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the merchant army all raised their heads, and their morale quickly fell to the bottom...