"who!"
Everyone looked towards the sky and saw a handsome man, with raised brows, majestic phoenix eyes, and a tall and straight figure! He is covered in silver armor, holds a three-pointed two-edged sword, hangs a jade bow and silver bullets from his waist, carries a condor on his shoulder, and has a thin dog at his feet. He is so brave and fearless that he truly deserves to be called Guan Jiang Erlang!
Yes, the one who scolded Mo Liqing was none other than the future True Monarch of Qingyuan Miao Dao, the Erlang God of Guanjiangkou, Yang Jian!
"Shizhong Yang?!"
Mo Liqing, who had known about Yang Jian's defection, pretended to be shocked and asked: "Why are you speaking for Xiqi!"
The four generals of the Demon Family are also members of the Xinsheng Organization. In the process of deliberately training to conceal the king, they have already developed superb acting skills... This question, no matter in terms of language, tone, expression, or movement, is nothing short of perfect. There are no flaws, that’s called awesome!
"I am a disciple of Chanjiao, and I speak for Chanjiao. Isn't it normal? You don't really think that I am really seeking refuge with Dachang, do you?"
Yang Jian landed on the ground, glanced at Mo Liqing sarcastically, followed Di Xin... then turned around and bowed to Lu Peng.
"Yang Jian, a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao and a personal disciple of Master Yuding, has completed his undercover mission and is here to support you! Meet your master, your uncle and your uncle!"
With that said, Yang Jian waved his hand, and a leopard skin storage bag flew into the hand of Lu Peng's jade tripod...
When he opened the jade tripod, he saw it was full of money and food... He stood up excitedly and walked to the edge of the reed: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
He originally thought that his disciple would be like Jiang Ziya, staying in Dashang to contribute... Unexpectedly, his disciple was really just an undercover agent! He came back with a lot of harvest!
"Master nephew, don't draw conclusions first, wait until after the battle!"
Ran Deng, who learned the lessons learned from the Four Saints of Kowloon Island from Xi Bohou, did not believe Yang Jian at the first time. He stretched out his hand to hold the jade tripod and looked at Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, since you are a disciple of Chanjiao, and you have a fight today, you will fight!"
"Teacher Ran Deng! Jian'er is only a third-generation disciple!"
Yuding was anxious and looked at Ran Deng with eyes full of anger!
Unlike other Golden Immortals who accept disciples to prevent disasters, although Jade Cauldron accepts disciples to prevent disasters, because of Yang Jian's status as the Jade Emperor's nephew, he is more sincere to Yang Jian than other Golden Immortals! The martial arts taught are all the core Taoist methods of Jinxia Cave: Nine Transformations Xuan Gong!
Ran Deng ignored the anger in Yu Ding's eyes and held his arm, still firm! On the side, Master Taiyi also came over to persuade: "Junior brother, don't panic, I see that Jian'er's practice is the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, and his cultivation has reached the level of Jinxian. The Demon Li Qing opposite him will not be Jian'er's opponent! Even if you are defeated, it is easy to escape!"
After hearing his friend's advice, Yu Ding calmed down his anger, glared at Ran Deng, looked at the battlefield and said: "Jian'er, you just have to fight. If you lose, remember to escape back immediately... Don't worry, Master. I will make the decision for you!”
When Yang Jian heard this, a complicated look flashed in his eyes... If he hadn't known from the king's heart that Chanjiao was doing dirty things secretly, he would really have been swayed by Yuding!
But now... I, Yang Jian, will never be controlled by Chanjiao! I will rescue my mother, save my sister... I can't help but decide my fate!
Thinking of his family, Yang Jian lowered his head and his eyes were filled with chills... When he raised his head again, they were filled with admiration!
"Master, don't worry, it's just Mo Liqing who can be captured by a certain hand!"
After saying this, Yang Jian bowed again and stood up to face Mo Liqing directly!
Mo Liqing felt Yang Jian's surging magic power, and couldn't help but panic... Hey, hey, hey, central court, are you right? Did Yang Jian really go undercover? Didn't he really defect? !
If there was a fight... how could I beat Yang Shizhong!
"Yang Jian!" Although he was panicking in his heart, Mo Liqing still showed anger on the outside: "The king favors you, makes you a first-class servant, and takes charge of the province. You actually betrayed the great merchant and the king!"
"How can a mere high-ranking official and a generous salary destroy my desire to seek truth?"
Yang Jian sneered, with disdain on his face: "As a disciple of Chan's teaching, my lifelong pursuit is to follow the heaven and follow the Tao! Shang destroyed Zhou Xing. This is the general trend of the world. How can a mere high-ranking official touch my Taoist heart?"
"Ah! What an ungrateful person, look at my magic weapon!"
Mo Liqing was so angry that he hit the Qingyun Sword with his hand and took Yang Jian's head directly!
As a practitioner of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, Yang Jian is best at fighting on the battlefield... In addition, Jade Cauldron is the only physical practitioner among the successors of the Chan Sect. With his martial arts skills, as a direct disciple, how can he be weaker than others?
With a swipe of the three-pointed two-edged sword, not only did he easily swing away the Qingyun Sword, but the hem of the weapon in his hand actually aimed to disembowel Demon Liqing!
"kill!"
For a time, the sky was filled with murderous intent and clouds were everywhere. The three armies in this formation are mighty; the generals in that formation are majestic. The magic gift of Qingyun sword is half a pond of autumn water; Yang Jian's three-pointed sword is like a piece of ice.
The two armies were beating gongs and drums frequently, and the three armies inside the four posts were shouting. From chen to noon, only the rising sun has no light; before the end of the day and the beginning of the day, the sky is dark and the earth is dark. There is poetry to prove it:
He wanted to be loyal to his country and his family, but it only took a thousand years to seal his name. Why would I regret sacrificing my horse leather? I only hope that the royal family will achieve great achievements.
During the battle, Mo Liqing felt Yang Jian's power. It was completely different from his usual drills, and he knew that he had shown mercy. He was really an undercover agent, not a defector! In my heart, I am even more determined!
Inside the reed, looking at the two people equally matched, Jade Cauldron showed a slightly worried look for the first time...
"I didn't expect that General Mo Liqing would be able to fight against Jian'er! Human martial arts are truly mysterious!"
Ran Deng frowned slightly: "I remember that Yang Jian practiced the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique... Is the other party really so powerful?"
Jade Cauldron has not been in the mortal world for a long time, and he rarely fights against others... He only feels that the fighting skills between Mo Liqing and Yang Jian are mysterious and abnormal. Every move is aimed at the vital point. How can he see the mystery? Not to mention that Yang Jian fought with people every day in Dashang and had already learned how to let go without being discovered, which even confused Yu Ding's eyesight!
He nodded and replied: "Mo Liqing's martial arts skills are indeed not low! If I were at the same level as me, I would have been defeated long ago."
Hearing the comments from the only physical cultivator in Chanjiao, Ran Deng's heart, which had been vigilant just now, also relaxed a lot... Coupled with the money and food and other things, Ran Deng looked down at Yang Jian again, and he no longer had the previous precautions!
On the battlefield, Yang Jian knew that if he continued to fight, he would be exposed! So he raised his long sword and swung away the Qingyun Sword. The sword turned sharply and slashed straight into Mo Liqing's body!
That is to say, Mo Liqing reacted very quickly. He immediately lowered his hands and lowered the Qingyun Sword to block the chop... But even so, the long sword in the middle of the three-pointed sword split open the armor on his chest, leaving a deep slash. bloodstains!
Mo Liqing himself flew several meters upside down under the huge force and fell heavily to the ground!
"Don't hurt my brother!"
Moli Hong, Moli Hai, and Moli Shou were shocked and flew out of the formation in a hurry! Spears, halberds, and maces pierced the sky and attacked Yang Jian!
Yang Jian laughed, not afraid at all!
"Even if it is a siege, what do you have to fear!"
"Flying Eagle! Roaring Dog!"
At the command, the fluttering eagle took the lead and flew to the sky. With two claws and one claw, it hit the magic gift of the red square sky-painted halberd. It flapped its wings to stop it from moving forward. At the same time, the roaring sky dog also waved its four claws, and in an instant it was like He rushed into the battlefield as if he teleported, opened his mouth and bit it, and was hit by the tiger-headed spear in the hands of Demon Rihai! Even under its dog's mouth that swallowed everything, the head of the spear was bitten off by a dog's mouth. Where was Yang Jian injured?
In the final moment of Mo Li Shou, Yang Jian personally wielded the three-pointed double-edged sword to meet him... At the moment of the collision, the three-pointed two-edged sword spun on the spot, twisted, and the two maces of Mo Li Shou flew out of his hand and fell far away!
As the long knife fell again...another warrior flew out and fell heavily to the ground!
After killing another person, how could the remaining Mo Li Hai and Mo Li Hong dare to fight against Yang Jian? One person gave up his halberd and waved his umbrella. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon were dim. The other person threw away his tiger head spear, took off his pipa and flicked... ...Earth, water, wind and fire all came together, creating chaos, forcing Yang Jian to retreat with his war beasts, not daring to move forward!
When the sun and the moon returned and the light shone on the earth again, wherever there were traces of the four generals of the Demon Family in the center of the battlefield, they all took advantage of the darkness to snatch them back into the formation!
"The four generals of the Demon family are just mediocre! If you dare to go to war next time, I will definitely cut off your heads and establish my authority for my teachings!"
Yang Jian swung the three-pointed two-edged sword and drew a deep mark on the ground... Looking at the Dachang army formation, he was extremely unruly!
Di Xin lay on Meng Lan, looking at the heroic and arrogant Yang Jian, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.
[As expected of Gu's favorite disciple, the Provincial Attendant... This fighting prowess is truly amazing! 】
[It’s a pity that my vision is still a bit short-sighted... Do you think it’s not good for you to stay in Chaoge? Not only can he deliver news to Chanjiao, but he can also find an opportunity to open the city gate and let the army enter the city... It is really a pity to give up his undercover status now! 】
"Who dares to fight with me!"
Listening to Di Xin's thoughts, Yang Jian snickered... Hehe, he wouldn't go with Chanjiao and Xiqi! On the surface, he was still arrogant and roared in the direction of Dashang!
"Young third-generation disciple, you really think that no one can control you..."
In the camp where Di Xin was, a burst of light flashed... The next second, Qiong Xiao held up the golden dragon scissors, snorted coldly, and was about to go on stage!
But before she stepped onto the battlefield, Ran Deng's sneer echoed over the battlefield.
"Oh, Qiongxiao, as a second-generation disciple and a successor of the Supreme Pure Truth, could you end up bullying me and teaching the third generation?"
Qiong Xiao snorted coldly and looked at Ran Deng: "It's like you, the second generation of Chanjiao, have never been besieged before?"
Ran Deng's face turned hot... Indeed, whether they were dealing with Zhao Gongming, Yun Xiao, or Kong Xuan, they had all ended up with more versus less... But as for the teaching, he was a tough talker, and he secretly joined the Western religion. ...What kind of shame, I have given up on it a long time ago!
"Your Shangqing lineage is composed of thousands of immortals who have come to court, and is known as the greatest religion in the world. How can my Chan religion compare?"
"As for the great merchants, it's possible that in the 3,500-year-old dynasty, even the generals of the generation have no one who can defeat my master's nephew and grandson?"
"Or are you, a third-generation disciple of the Shangqing lineage, not as good as me teaching the third generation?"
"Presumptuous!" Qiong Xiao was furious, soaring into the clouds and facing Ran Deng: "Shang Qing is not as good as Chan Jiao? Have you forgotten the failure you just admitted?"
"Yunxiao is strong, but only one person is stronger!"
"Okay, come on then! I'll fight you! My realm is lower than yours and my status is lower than yours. Do you dare?"
"The competition is between the third generation and not the second generation!"
Ran Deng had no intention of coming out of the reed, and insisted that Yang Jian's generation, you are invincible!
Qiong Xiao was so angry that her teeth itched, and the generals below had even more fierce looks in their eyes!
Even Di Xin was very angry at Ran Deng!
[What a Ran Deng, he has really learned the shameless characteristics of the West! 】
[No wonder the original Po Shi Jue Formation has to be lit... Any disciple of the Chan Cult would not be able to commit suicide! 】
"Qiong Xiao, come back!"
Di Xin glanced at Ran Deng coldly and told Qiong Xiao to return to the formation: "Today's two battles are over. I'm tired. Go back to camp!"
【NN bears! Do you really think I can't beat Yang Jian? You wait until you return to the camp and shake people! 】
Even if Di Xin wanted to destroy Dashang again, as a human king, how could he be affected by this energy? Not to mention, now he has already decided on the strategy of killing the golden immortal and attracting the saint!
How could Yang Jian stop him?
"snort!"
Following the King's order, Qiong Xiao could only give Ran Deng a hard look, reluctantly lowered the clouds, and followed the army towards Xiqi City... Behind him, at Xiqi New City, cheers erupted, endlessly!
"Wuhu!"
"Yang Jian is invincible!"
"Meet the master, meet the uncle and uncle, and meet the deputy headmaster!"
After the battle, Yang Jian returned to Lupeng and paid homage to his master and other disciples of the Chan Cult.
"Jian'er, thank you for your hard work today."
Jade Cauldron excitedly stepped forward to help Yang Jian up... Among the three generations of disciples, Yang Jian is now the best on the battlefield! How could he not be excited?
"Yang Jian," Ran Deng also looked at this third-generation disciple with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work, undercover merchant."
"Disciples don't have to suffer. Disciples are willing to make sacrifices in order to explain the teachings."
Yang Jian said solemnly, and then mentioned the things he brought: "In addition to the food, the things the disciples brought this time, the gold, silver and copper coins are all the latest trading items launched by Dashang. With these coins, you can buy All the goods of Dashang. I think it will also be beneficial to Xiqi, so I brought it here specially."
"Well...thank you for your hard work."
Ran Deng opened his storage bag and took out a currency...then frowned.
"This currency pattern... vaguely contains the Dao, it seems impossible to copy?"
Yang Jian nodded and explained: "The shape of currency comes from the innate spiritual treasure of money. Without this treasure, it is impossible to make templates, let alone mint coins... But the deputy head master does not need to worry. I have already prepared the Great Shang Dynasty when I return this time." All the money from the treasury is enough to support this war."
"Well, Jian'er is interested."
Ran Deng nodded, handed the leopard skin bag to the soldiers behind him, and ordered it to be handed over to Xi Bohou for distribution... Then he looked at Yang Jian: "Are you sure about the battle tomorrow? Are there any of your contemporaries who can fight with you? ?”
Ran Deng had no intention of asking about Dashang's political affairs... It should be said that none of the immortals present had ever put mortals in their eyes!
In their eyes, with the change of dynasty, the immortals and gods have come to an end. How can mortals still have a voice? Just like a deer-fighting battle!
Yang Jian smiled slightly: "I have been promoted to Taiyi, a disciple of the third generation of Dashang, even if it is Nezha, I am sure of victory!"
At the same time, in the Dashang military camp, the same words came out of Nezha's mouth: "Yang Shizhong... I am no match for him!"
"His actual cultivation is that he has realized the Taiyi Dao Fruit... I have just entered this realm. Master, if we really compete, I will not be as good as him!"
He is also practicing the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique. Although Nezha is practicing today and has not gone to the battlefield...but he has fought against Yang Jian in Chaoge. He is very aware of Yang Jian's fighting power!
"Is it possible that none of our three generations of merchants can fight against Yang Jian?"
Emperor Xin was angry, clapped his hands on the dragon chair and shouted dissatisfied... Everyone bowed their heads, no one dared to speak... Just as the atmosphere in the tent became more and more solid, suddenly, the messenger came to report: "Yang Chan, the provincial minister under the door, has arrived at the camp. , request to see the king!"
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