The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Third brother!" Yang Sen yelled out loud, completely unaware of what happened.

This is the first time for Yang Jian to use the magic whip, and he still uses the power of the primordial spirit, which is 80% of the incarnation - the power of the primordial spirit will be consumed, and the fake body can also be slowly recovered, which is different from methods such as Xuanqi and Xuangang, which require a physical body to condense.

Never thought it would have such power.

Gao Yougan's figure suddenly exploded with golden lights in the air, and a ray of Yuanshen floated into Xiqi City. He raised his head and roared, and let out a final cry.

"I'm not willing!"

Yang Jian opened his left hand, whipped the magic whip and flew back into his hand, feeling weak for a while.

The consumption of 80% of the power of the primordial spirit did make him a little uncomfortable, but the result of the battle was enough to shock others.

Sure enough, when Zhang Guifang saw the death of two Da Luo Jinxians in a row, her legs were trembling and her heart was trembling with fear, and she thought of retreating.

Yang Sen rushed towards Yang Jian recklessly, Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin stood in front of Yang Jian, their expressions were very unkind.

"Who dares to hurt my senior brother!"

Nezha yelled, and the Hot Wheels blazed all the way down from the sky, blocking Yang Sen firmly!

Seeing this, the young man in the sky, that is, Jin Zha, suddenly burst into a wry smile, and stood there speechless.

Li Xingba turned his head and glared at Jin Zha. The latter shrank his neck subconsciously, disregarding any demeanor, recalled Dun Longzhuang, turned around and fell towards the Zhou army's base camp.

His teacher Manjusri never showed up.

Nezha stopped Yang Sen and Li Xingba, and used all three heads and six arms at the same time. He was not afraid of fighting more than one battle, and fought with the two who were already angry.

Jin Zha came with the dragon-stealing stake, looking for an opportunity from the sidelines, and soon found Yang Sen's flaw, and threw the dragon-stealing stake directly!

The golden ring shines, and the universe freezes!

Yang Sen was caught off guard by the three golden rings on the Dunlong Zhuang. Nezha frowned, and instead of stepping forward to take advantage of the situation to bully others, he attacked Li Xingba fiercely.

Jin Zha subconsciously glanced at Yang Jian, seeing that Yang Jian's face was normal, he was relieved, and immediately moved forward, raising the knife again.

Poor Yang Sen, with all his mana and ability, was also beheaded by Jin Zha on the dragon's escape pile, and countless years of hard work were in vain.

Another ray of Yuanshen entered Xiqi City.

The list of gods is quite miraculous, it is carried on Yang Jian's body, but it can ignore all the formations arranged by Ao Xinke, and directly absorb the primordial spirit into it, and it is silent, without disturbing Yang Jian at all.

Nezha snorted coldly, obviously displeased with Jin Zha's sneak attack, the fire-pointed gun suddenly burst into flames, swallowing Li Xingba who was grieving.

Jin Zha put it away when he saw it was good, put away the dragon escape pile, stood in the air with a sword in his hand, and watched Nezha seriously injure Li Xingba.

Li Xingba saw that the general situation was over, and hatred surged in his heart. He just wanted to escape from now on, whether he went to find a helper, or went to practice with all his strength, he had to avenge the three brothers!

Throwing the Pidi Bead, Li Xingba roared, as if he was about to attack Nezha.

Nezha was not afraid, and came to fight with his gun; Li Xingba turned around suddenly, his figure turned into a streamer, and he used his escape method to rush towards the distance.

Nezha missed the shot, and immediately urged Hot Wheels to catch up.

Yang Jian said: "Brother, come back, someone will take his life. The army is dispatched, and whoever takes Zhang Guifang's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels!"

"Promise!" All the generals of the Zhou army agreed at the same time, and the army set out, with Huang Feihu running at the forefront.

How dare Zhang Guifang love to fight? The four big Luo Jinxians died three times and escaped once, so it is better for his half-witted supernatural power to run for his life as soon as possible.

The merchant army called for gold, and the army did not fight, and began to flee in all directions.

Nezha rushed forward, directly at Zhang Guifang, while Huang Feihu held up his long knife and chased several generals of the Shang army.

A confrontation between the two sides is a big battle, and one side is chasing after, it is just a massacre.

Yang Jian sent an order that those who descended would not be killed, so a large number of merchant soldiers knelt down with their heads in their hands, without any resistance.

On the side, Jin Zha came forward, bowed to Yang Jian, and said, "My name is Jin Zha, I have practiced in Wulong Mountain so far, and I am ordered by my master Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun to come to help senior brother to fight against the king of no way!"

"Well, Junior Brother Jin Zha has worked hard," Yang Jian replied with a smile, "rest for now, and when our army wins and returns to the court, I will definitely make a contribution to Junior Brother and be named a general."

Jin Zha heaved a sigh of relief, but he always felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of Yang Jian; he laughed in his heart, probably because Yang Jian's behavior was too unexpected for him.

The disagreement between Yang Jian and Manjusri has long been circulated in the prehistoric times.

In the void outside the sky, Yang Jian rescued Zhao Gongming from Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Taoist Lu Ya; in Yuxu Palace, Yang Jian fought with Manjusri again, saying that Manjusri was speechless, and gained a lot of benefits.

Jin Zha is a disciple of Manjusri. Although he admires Yang Jian in his heart, he feels that Yang Jian, a brother of the same generation, is not inferior to those who have practiced in ancient times.

Combat strength and determination are quite legendary.

In the distance, Nezha knocked Zhang Guifang off his horse, and picked off his head with a sharp spear.

This General Soldier of Qinglongguan, whom Wen Zhong placed high hopes on, has now been killed by Nezha; as usual, a ray of Yuanshen flew into the underground of Xiqi City and entered the list of gods.

After half a day of the battle, the Zhou army chased hundreds of miles away, captured 100,000 enemies, killed 100,000 enemies, killed the general Zhang Guifang, and killed the merchant monks Wang Mo, Yang Sen, and Gao Yougan. The results of the battle are outstanding.

Yang Jian sent someone to send a document to Xiqi, saying that there was a great victory here; King Wu was excited, and he drove into the barracks. When the army returned, he was rewarded for his merits and had a grand banquet in the army.

Yang Jian led Jin Zha forward, and when he arrived in front of King Wu, he said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have talents to help you, and you are still my junior brother."

"Oh?" King Wu stood up to greet him, and Jin Zha bowed his hands in salute and announced himself.

King Wu was overjoyed immediately, and appointed Jin Zha as a lieutenant general, and let Yang Jian judge the specific position by himself.

Jin Zha took the order and left, although he felt that he was not taken seriously, but he finally finished his teacher's order; he saw Nezha sitting in a corner in a daze, and walked up a few steps.

"Prime Minister, how about sitting with me?"

"Thank you, my lord, but the rites of a monarch and his ministers cannot be surpassed. I will sit at the head of the king and listen to the king's instructions." Yang Jian sat next to King Wu's left hand, and some guards hurriedly moved the low table, and some maids served delicious food and wine.

The emperor and his ministers drank together, and King Wu was in a good mood. He felt that with Yang Jian by his side, Xiqi would have no worries, and Zhou would have no troubles.

"Prime Minister," King Wu said, "I have a total of ninety-eight brothers. The eldest brother died tragically in Chaoge City. I and Emperor Xin cannot share this hatred!"

"Your Majesty calm down, this matter needs to be dealt with slowly, don't act too hastily."

"What the prime minister said is extremely true," King Wu sighed, "The rest of my brothers are all of the same mind as me. There are dozens of them who are also skilled in bows and horses. They are quite good at fighting. It's better to let them be small officials in the army."

Yang Jian said with a smile: "My lord, you are the king, why bother to tell me about this matter, just issue a reward directly."

Ji Fa sighed, and said: "The karma of being an emperor in the world is not as good as that of an immortal. Only now did I understand why the late king asked me to respect the prime minister more. This world beyond the secular world is really something I can't see."

"Did your Majesty see immortal fighting techniques in the city?"

"good."

Yang Jian lowered his brows and said softly: "The ones who appear today are not considered masters. On our side, only me and two younger brothers will show up, and maybe another one will come later. And to support the Shang Dynasty's interception, it is just a few not important disciples."

King Wu immediately frowned and nodded, and asked, "Prime Minister, what if the immortals fight and harm the people in the city?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, Taoist immortals will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. If there are evil spirits and heretics who take the opportunity to poison living beings, Taoist disciples will kill them."

King Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and chatted with Yang Jian, and the two of them enjoyed themselves happily.

In the corner, Jin Zha came to Nezha and said with a smile, "Third brother, how are you doing?"

Nezha's smile was slightly awkward, he got up and cupped his hands, and said, "How is brother?"

"It's all about cultivating in the mountains," Jin Zha shook his head, and said again, "Your second brother and I have heard from the master about the third brother. You have suffered a lot. At that time, my second brother and I were not successful in learning arts, and we couldn't go down the mountain to help. Thinking about it now, I always feel unbearable."

Nezha waved his hand casually, "Don't mention these things, it's all over. Brother, sit down and talk."

When Jin Zha took his seat, he was still so elegant and calm. The two brothers really had nothing to talk about, so they began to talk about the Dharma.

Soon, under Nezha's curious gaze, Jin Zha took out the Dunlong Pile and made it the size of a palm to play with Nezha.

Nezha got excited about playing, so he asked Jin Zha to tie him up and try to see if he could break free.

Jin Zha did as he said, Nezha jumped up, and the dragon escape pile gradually became larger, attracting a lot of attention.

"I'm going to set it up."

Nezha raised his hands, "Come on!"

Jin Zha immediately made his handprints and urged the dragon escape pole, and three golden lights flew out from the dragon escape pole, trapping Nezha in it.

Nezha began to struggle to break free, but felt that his own mana was a little out of control, and the lotus body could not use a tenth of his usual strength.

Jin Zha laughed and said, "This treasure was passed down to me by Master, it's quite miraculous."

"I really can't solve it...well, I'll try again! Ha!"

Three heads and six arms reappeared, and Nezha began to shake his figure, and he swayed the Dunlong Stake from side to side with the golden light flickering, as if he was about to break free.

Suddenly, I heard an anxious cry from above my head: "Brother! Why did you trap the third brother!"

Before the words were finished, another young man in Taoist robes jumped into Zhou Jun's camp, holding a bloody package in his hand, and a long sword on his back, elegant and handsome, with a handsome face.

The generals were shocked, and immediately wanted to surround this man. The man turned left and right, avoiding the approaching figures, and in the blink of an eye, he came in front of Nezha, and reached out to pat the dragon-hunting post.

The person who came was Mu Zha, who was somewhat similar to Li Jing.

"Even if the third brother makes any trouble, you and I should clean it up for him, why are we tied up!"

Nezha stared, as if he saw his father, but upon closer inspection, he was a little too young, and kept calling him third brother.

"Just a joke, just a joke." Jin Zha quickly put away the dragon escape pile, and said with a smile, "This is your second brother, Mu Zha, who studied under Master Puxian and came down the mountain at about the same time as me. Second brother, why did you come here at this time?"

Mu Zha said with a smile: "Let's come and go to senior brother Yang Jian. I can't be empty-handed. I saw that Li Xingba escaped on the cloud earlier. I chased him all the way and stopped him outside Chaoge City. After two hours of fighting, I took his head!"

What Mu Zha said was drooling, Nezha blinked for a while, and his affection for the second brother was obviously much stronger than that of the eldest brother.

Probably, more right tempered.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Where is the head?"

"This!" Mu Zha agreed first, turned his head to look, and saw a young man in a light yellow robe standing beside him, he was stunned for a while, "Are you the elder brother?"

"Just call me senior brother." Yang Jian waved his hand, and a general stepped forward beside him.

"Hey," Mu Zha slapped his head and threw the head into the general's arms.

Yang Jian said solemnly: "Although Li Xingba is hostile to us, he is also a fellow of the Taoist sect, so we must not lose our courtesy. Come and bury this head honorably."

Mu Zha nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I was thinking about getting a certificate at the time, but I forgot about it."

"The three junior brothers come together, I will take you to meet His Majesty King Wu, this is the wise king we went down to assist."

King Wu was a little embarrassed at once, he didn't dare to be arrogant in front of these immortals, and stood up to greet them.

Yang Jian couldn't help smiling when he saw the three brothers from the Li family saluting at the same time.

correct……

There is a question that has been lingering in my heart...

Why is Li Jing's eldest son named Jin Zha, the second son Mu Zha, and the third son Nezha?

Shouldn't they be called 'Shui Zha', 'Huo Zha', 'Tu Zha'?

Tu Zha? Tsk, the name is down-to-earth...

What was supposed to be an update turned into an update. A few more days will be added later. I have been suffering from a cold for the past few days, and my condition is not good.

In addition, Yang Jian's retreat was intentionally arranged. When Erlang kills all directions, some decent enemies should appear on the stage. Watch the status tomorrow for more chapters, ask for tickets~