It wasn't until the fiery red figure landed that everyone could see his appearance clearly.
But precisely because they saw his appearance clearly, both Dashang's camp and Xiqi's camp fell into a brief silence.
This is a child who is less than one meter tall and looks to be only about three or four years old. He is also an extremely beautiful child.
"Master Imperial Master, isn't that your disciple? Why did he go down?"
On top of the wall, Huang Feihu said anxiously.
He recognized the identity of the child. It was the child who suddenly appeared next to Wang Xian a few days ago. He was Wang Xian's disciple.
"King Wu Cheng, don't worry. Nezha's strength is pretty good. Even if he can't defeat Yang Jian, he won't be in any danger!"
Wang Xian said with a smile and signaled King Wu Cheng not to worry.
The technique that Nezha practiced was the "Immortal Jue", the Zongzong-suppressing technique of the Immortal Palace, and the "Immortal Jue" was practiced by NPCs, which brought about huge improvements.
Coupled with Nezha's innate spiritual treasure body and the guidance of Nangong Wu and others, Nezha's "Immortal Jue" has been cultivated to the third level, and this has also caused Nezha's level to soar to more than 300 levels.
The first three levels of "Immortal Jue" are 'Iron Bone Bronze Body', 'Glaze Jade Body' and 'Dragon and Tiger Power'. When the three effects are combined, Nezha's strength is actually not much different from Yang Jian, even if Yang Jian's level is More than two hundred levels higher than Nezha.
"National Master, is there really no problem?"
As Nezha's father, Li Jing was still a little worried and asked Wang Xian worriedly.
"You will know after reading it."
Wang Xian didn't say anything more.
No matter how much he said or promised, these people would still be worried. After all, Nezha was too young.
On the battlefield.
Yang Jian frowned. He was a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao, and he could be said to be the first among the third-generation disciples of Chanjiao.
In this way, when he entered the first battle on the battlefield, the first enemy he faced turned out to be a little baby.
He won the battle, Yang Jian, the number one disciple of three generations of Chan Cult, bullied a child, how shameful!
He lost the fight, Yang Jian, the number one disciple of the third generation of Chan Cult, lost to a child, which was even more embarrassing!
Thinking of the two upcoming situations, Yang Jian almost wanted to vomit blood!
"Hey! Three-eyed guy, what are you staring at? Are you looking down on me?"
Nezha stood on a hot wheel, wore a Hun Tian Ling, held a fire-pointed spear, and glared angrily at Yang Jian.
"Little guy, this is not the place you should be. Go find your parents quickly!" Yang Jian really didn't want to fight with Nezha, so he said to Nezha in a gentle voice.
"You really underestimate me!"
Nezha snorted coldly, activated the hot wheel under his feet, and rushed towards Yang Jian with his fire-tipped spear.
Yang Jian felt Nezha's aura and was startled. He quickly raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand to block it.
boom!
The fire-pointed spear hit the three-pointed two-edged spear, and a burst of power shocked Yang Jian, so much so that he, who underestimated Nezha, couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"How is it? You know how powerful I am, right?"
Nezha saw that Yang Jian was forced back by his own shot. He put the fire-pointed spear on his shoulder and looked at Yang Jian with a proud face.
…
Yang Jian was immediately amused by Nezha's appearance and said, "I do underestimate you, but your power is not enough to make me think you are powerful."
"Huh, let's try again!"
When Nezha heard what Yang Jian said, his temper suddenly rose and he went out towards Yang Jian again.
The two figures, one large and one small, immediately started fighting. After dozens of rounds, Nezha began to fall into a disadvantage. When the number of rounds reached hundreds, Nezha was already suppressed and beaten by Yang Jian.
Finally, when the number of fighting rounds between the two reached about 150, Nezha was struck by the blade of the three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand and fell heavily.
"Yang Jian, what are you doing?"
A roar of anger sounded in the Xiqi camp.
"Uncle Master, what's wrong?"
Yang Jian looked at the roaring person with confusion, which was his uncle Taiyi Zhenren.
"This is a battlefield, why did you show mercy just now?"
Taiyi Zhenren asked Yang Jian angrily.
Yang Jian was silent for a moment.
He had indeed been merciful just now, otherwise it would not have been the three-pointed two-edged sword that hit Nezha, but the blade slashed at Nezha's body.
With the sharpness of his three-pointed two-edged sword, even if Nezha has a powerful body and extraordinary defense, he will still be seriously injured or even die.
g.
However, if he was asked to kill a child, he really couldn't do it.
Therefore, Yang Jian could only remain silent.
"snort!"
Master Taiyi glared at Yang Jian fiercely, then looked at Nezha, and asked in a cold voice: "Little thing, I want to ask you, the weapon in your hand, the long silk on your body, the golden circle on your wrist, and the Where did the fire wheels come from?”
"You shameless old guy again, you don't care where these things come from!"
Nezha got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said to Master Taiyi with disdain.
"What did you say?"
Taiyi Zhenren was so angry at Nezha's words that he wanted to slap Nezha to death. However, according to the order of the founder, as a second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, he could not take action at all and could only look at Nezha with murderous intent on his face. upbraid.
"What are you worried about? You are old and ugly. What should I do if I have a nightmare at night?"
Nezha stared back at Taiyi Master very dissatisfied.
"Ahhh!"
Master Taiyi was furious, Jinxian's aura burst out, his right hand suddenly raised, and a large handprint instantly appeared in mid-air.
As Zhenren Taiyi pressed down with his right hand, the large handprint that appeared in the space was also fiercely slapped towards Nezha.
Nezha looked at the big handprints slapping towards him with disdain. He did not dodge or resist, and just allowed the big handprints to come towards him.
"National Division!"
On the wall of Tongguan, people immediately looked at Wang Xian with panic and anxiety.
"Don't worry, that old guy is just scaring Nezha."
Wang Xian gave Li Jing a reassuring look.
"frighten?"
Li Jing was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked towards the battlefield.
At this time, the big handprint had been slapped on the ground, and the terrifying power made the earth tremble. However, due to the flying dust, most people could not see Nezha's situation at this time.
About half a minute later, the dust dispersed, and a deep pit in the shape of a handprint appeared on the ground.
…
However, in the middle of the pit, where the palm of the hand is printed, there is a towering mud pillar, and on top of the mud pillar, a small figure is standing.
Who is that little figure if it's not Nezha?
"Bah! Bah! Bah! Old bastard, do you want to choke me to death with dust?" Nezha cursed angrily at Master Taiyi.
Ever since he learned about his future from his wife, he had fallen in love with Master Taiyi.
In addition, the teacher had just sent a message to him that as long as he did not attack Master Taiyi, Master Taiyi would never be able to attack him.
How could he, who had long wanted to take revenge, give up such a good opportunity, so he severely provoked and insulted Master Taiyi.
"Okay! Very good! Little one, when the ancestor's restrictions are lifted, not only will you die, but your whole family will die too! I hope that by then, your mouth will still be as smelly as it is now!"
Master Taiyi glared at Nezha fiercely again, then turned around and fell into the Xiqi camp.
"cut!"
Nezha didn't panic at all, and even raised his middle finger towards Master Taiyi.
On the wall of Tongguan, Wang Xian's eyes fell on Su Jin not far away, and he said angrily: "You taught Nezha this too?"
Before, Nezha's words of 'What are you looking at' and his open-mouthed 'young master' almost made Wang Xian vomit blood? Now Nezha has even used a 'Universal Gesture'. The originally cute Nezha has turned into a lovable person. It's so terrible that it's like this.
"Brother-in-law, you actually doubt me? Couldn't it be taught by Sister Nangong or Yaoyao?"
Su Jin immediately quibbled.
"Do you believe it yourself?"
Wang Xian curled his lips.
Su Jin immediately said confidently: "Believe it! Why don't you believe it? As long as I firmly believe that what I said is true, I can deceive myself."
Wang Xian:......
He was completely convinced.
Su Jin said this, what else could he say?
On the other side, Nezha on the battlefield was already flying towards Tongguan, and Yang Jian also shouted to the people above Tongguan: "You just sent a child. Is there anyone left in Dashang?"
"Don't be so arrogant, I'll meet you!"
A golden stream of light flew out from the Tongguan Pass wall in an instant and quickly struck Yang Jian.
After the golden light landed, Yang Jian saw the person clearly and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Jin Zha, but Junior Brother, you are no match for Senior Brother!"
"You won't know until you fight it!"
Jin Zha snorted coldly, swung the two swords in his hands and slashed at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian immediately counterattacked, blocking Jin Zha's attacks one by one with a three-pointed and two-edged sword dancing in the wind.
After dozens of rounds, Yang Jian found a flaw in Jin Zha's body. He quickly thrust out a three-pointed two-edged knife, stabbing directly through Jin Zha's shoulder, and then kicked Jin Zha away.
"For the sake of you and me being from the same sect, I will spare you this time and go back!"
Yang Jian shook off the blood on the three-pointed two-edged sword and said to Jin Zha in a calm tone.
Jin Zha's face was gloomy, but he also knew that he was no match for Yang Jian, so he could only cover his shoulder wound with a stern face and walk towards Tongguan.
Jin Zha and Mu Zha lost two battles with Yang Jian, which caused the morale of Dashang to drop a bit. On the contrary, Xiqi's side was filled with gongs and drums and cheers.
…
"King Wu Cheng, do you have any suitable generals to send?"
Di Xin asked Huang Feihu with an ugly face.
Huang Feihu smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, my son Tianhua just told me that Yang Jian is very powerful, even stronger than some elders, that is, the second generation disciples of Chanjiao. Even if our generals are dispatched, they will not He is Yang Jian’s opponent.”
"Is there no one left in Dashang? If there is no one, open the door and surrender as soon as possible!"
At this time, Yang Jian's shout happened to come out again, which made Di Xin's face even more ugly.
"National Master, can your three disciples take action?"
In desperation, Di Xin could only ask Wang Xian for help.
"It would be too bullying to let my three disciples take action..."
Wang Xian pinched his chin.
The levels of those three monkeys are all over 800. Not only do they surpass Yang Jian in level, but they also practice the "Immortal Technique" that is integrated with the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques", and Yang Jian is even worse.
If those three monkeys really wanted to take action, Yang Jian wouldn't even be able to survive ten rounds, and that's if those three monkeys didn't make a killing move.
"Bullying?"
Di Xin was stunned.
He never thought that Wang Xian would say such words.
Just when Di Xin was about to say something, Wang Xian suddenly smiled and said: "Although my three disciples are not suitable for taking action, there is one who is suitable for taking action."
"who?"
Di Xin asked curiously.
"Yang Chan!"
Wang Xian said.
"Yang Chan?"
Emperor Xin was stunned.
Who is this?
Wang Xian did not explain, and opened the passage to the inner world with a wave of his hand, and a beautiful figure slowly walked through the passage.
Her appearance made everyone around her fall into a state of confusion.
beautiful!
So beautiful!
Wang Xian looked at the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan next to him in surprise. He did not expect that after the two Yang Chans merged, their appearance would change so much.
Although Yang Chan, the former San Sheng Sheng, was known as the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, she still did not stun Wang Xian.
But now the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan not only stuns Wang Xian, but is even so beautiful that the heaven and earth are eclipsed.
To put it bluntly, the beauty of Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, is as beautiful as that of Yaochi.
"hiss--"
Suddenly, Wang Xian took a breath of air.
"Why are you pinching me?"
Wang Xian looked at Su Jin speechlessly, who didn't know when he came to him.
"Brother-in-law, what do you think?"
Su Jin pouted and said.
"Say what?"
Wang Xian pretended to be stupid.
"snort!"
Su Jin snorted, let go of the small hands that were pinching the soft flesh of Wang Xian's waist, trotted to the side of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, and spoke in a low voice.
"National Master, the suitable person you just mentioned is not her, right?"
Di Xin also recovered from his daze, and asked Wang Xian with a strange look on his face.
"Yes, it's her!"
Wang Xian nodded.
"But……"
Looking at the extremely beautiful Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, Di Xin didn't know what to say for a moment.
"No one has come out yet, so surrender quickly!"
Yang Jian's shout sounded again.
"Yang Chan, go teach your arrogant 'second brother' a lesson!"
Wang Xian spoke to the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.
"Um."
Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, nodded slightly, jumped up, and flew towards Yang Jian, who was still shouting under the wall.
On the battlefield.
Yang Jian looked at Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother flying towards him, and fell into a brief state of trance.
He was not only distracted by the beauty of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, but also because he actually felt the aura of the same bloodline in the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.
"Second brother!"
When the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan spoke, Yang Jian said that he was even more confused.
Second brother?
Are you calling him?
Is the incredibly beautiful woman in front of me my sister?
But he didn't remember that he had a sister, and she was still such a beautiful sister!
"Are you really my sister?"
Yang Jian asked with an uncertain tone.
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