The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

In the smoke, the sound of gold and stone interlacing came. Yang Jian was the first to bear the brunt but did not retreat. His eyes were shining with light as he stared at the incoming Wanbian Chao.

Seeing that Yang Jian was not hiding, Deng Yuchan couldn't help but feel a little confused at this time, but she was more excited. This Yang Jian was too confident, and he was afraid that he didn't know the power of the Wanbian Chao in his hand.

Thinking of this, Deng Yuchan couldn't help but urge her horse to sit down and rush towards Yang Jian.

Countless flying knives surged out from the smoke and flew directly at Yang Jian's face. Although the soldiers behind Yang Jian were panicking, they did not dare to make any move when they saw that the general did not retreat.

Just as the blade was about to fall on Yang Jian, a wall glowing with white light rose from the ground, blocking the blades in front of him in just an instant.

Deng Yuchan, who was originally charging forward, was stunned when he saw this. He looked at this scene with horrified eyes and his heart was full of horror.

"What's going on!?"

Following Deng Yuchan's exclamation, the wall that had just appeared disappeared in an instant, and the blades that had just been shot out had all been shot to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Deng Yuchan's face darkened, and with a wave of her arm, the Wanbian Chao fired out countless sharp blades again.

Seeing Deng Yuchan happily driving the Wanbian Chao, Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle and said: "People who kill and kill always use this move, haven't you found it useless?"

As he finished speaking, Yang Jian thrust the three-pointed two-edged knife into the ground. In an instant, a wall of water appeared out of thin air, and then rolled towards Deng Yuchan.

Seeing a wall of water suddenly appear in the empty land without a drop of water, Deng Yuchan was immediately shocked. Knowing that he was no match for Yang Jian, he planned to retreat.

The Wanbian chariot was driven to block Yang Jian, but the Wanbian chariot was submerged by the huge wave set off by Yang Jian in an instant. The next moment, the huge wave rolled towards Deng Yuchan.

Deng Yuchan was shocked, but after running a few steps, she felt her hands tighten, the weapon in her hand fell off, and then her whole body was lifted into the sky.

Looking at the rope that tied her tightly, and Yang Jian holding the rope and lifting herself into the air, Deng Yuchan was filled with shame and anger.

"Traitor! Let me go!"

"Jingjing, why don't we just get married? What are you embarrassed about?"

Hearing this, Deng Yuchan's expression suddenly changed. It looked like Yang Jian in front of him was not joking, but he really wanted to marry the rebel.

Feeling anxious, Deng Yuchan watched helplessly as she was getting closer and closer to Sanshan Pass. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If she had known that this was the case, she would not have come to call for battle even if she was beaten to death.

Seeing Yang Jian carrying Deng Yuchan around like this, the Fengshen General had no expression on his face, but he secretly decided in his heart that if there was still such a job in the future, he would not use Yang Jian to kill him.

He released Deng Yuchan from his hands, but Yang Jian did not loosen the rope. Then he saluted General Fengyun and said, "Military advisor! This Deng Yuchan has been captured. Should he be sent to the General Military Mansion or imprisoned?" stand up?"

The God of Wind looked at Yang Jian speechlessly, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just lock him up in the courtyard and keep a good watch on him. Don't let him escape."

At this time, Deng Yuchan saw that Tongfeng and Yang Jian had arranged her whereabouts in just a few words. She was stunned and turned pale in shock. She said angrily: "Let me go! Or kill me! I, Deng Yuchan, will not obey even if I die." Yours!"

Hearing Deng Yuchan yelling, General Feng Shen smiled slightly, and then said: "Miss Deng, don't rush to seek death. In a few days, the Japanese military advisor will ask you to wait for the father and daughter to reunite. Then we have something to talk about."

After saying that, Tongfeng waved his hand and was escorted away amidst Deng Yuchan's yelling and scolding.

Seeing the person walking away, Tongfeng smiled and said, "Let General Huang Feihu come over. They are all old friends. I believe Deng Jiugong is not a stubborn person."

When Huang Feihu next to him heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then bowed and took the order: "General, take the order!"

In Chaoge's camp, in the commander's tent, a soldier ran in in a panic. Deng Jiugong looked up and his heart suddenly sank.

Before the soldier could speak, he asked: "What's the matter!?"

The soldier glanced at Deng Jiugong tremblingly. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Commander, something happened to the front army! The young lady was captured alive!"

The news that he least wanted to hear came. After Deng Jiugong heard the report, his body suddenly shook, and he felt that the world was spinning in front of him.

Holding the table beside him with one hand, Deng Jiugong stabilized his figure, looked at the soldiers with red eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this really true!?"

"Commander, the news from the former army is that the young lady was indeed captured by a young general from Sanshan Pass, and, and..."

Seeing that the soldiers hesitated to speak, Deng Jiugong was furious and shouted loudly: "What did you say!?"

The soldier was shocked, and just as he was about to speak out, another person broke into the commander's tent. Deng Jiugong looked at it intently, and his face darkened involuntarily.

The soldier was panting and said, "Commander! An enemy general came to Sanshan Pass and said he wanted to see the commander!"

Deng Jiugong's face changed slightly and he asked, "Can you tell me the name of the person coming?"

"Yes, it's Wucheng King Huang Feihu!"

When he heard that it was Huang Feihu who was coming, Deng Jiugong's expression suddenly changed, and then he sneered: "Okay, okay! You captured my handsome daughter with your front foot, and you dare to send someone here with your back foot. Do you think I, Deng Jiugong, can be squeezed out of mud!?"

"Call in! I want to ask him personally whether he wants to die or live!"

The soldiers took the order, and then hurriedly ran out to take Huang Feihu into the Chinese army commander's tent. They saw that Huang Feihu looked indifferent at this time, was wearing a suit of armor, and the weapons in his hands had long been taken away. But he still entered the handsome tent with a Shi Shiran look.

After taking a glance, Huang Feihu couldn't help but smile slightly in his heart when he saw that only Deng Jiugong was there. It seemed that he had saved himself a lot of effort.

When his eyes fell on Deng Jiugong, Huang Feihu cupped his hands and said, "We haven't seen you for several years, but General Deng still has the same style!"

"Don't dare. Where is the glory of King Wucheng? Now that he is the general of Xiqi, he has rebelled and surrendered, and his style remains unchanged." Deng Jiugong said sarcastically, but Huang Feihu was unmoved.

Looking at Huang Feihu, Deng Jiugong said coldly: "Did King Wu Cheng come here to seek death?"

Upon hearing Deng Jiugong's undisguised murderous intent, Huang Feihu's expression did not change and he even laughed out loud.

Facing Deng Jiugong's murderous gaze, Huang Feihu said with a faint smile: "This general, I am here for only two things. One is to persuade the general to surrender, and the other is to propose marriage."