Wen Taishi set up camp and discussed with the Ten Heavenly Monarchs the strategy of breaking Xiqi. Jiang Ziya talked straight about the waves of unevenness, and just sent away the two senior brothers, and another capable person came to call for battle.

Woohoo woe! This world is not rich and rich.

On the other side, Yuan Tianjun and Wen Zhong had a conversation and said, "I heard that Jiang Ziya is a Kunlun disciple. Presumably, the Taoism is not bad! I just take this opportunity to see the advantages and disadvantages of the two teachings. ”

Wen Zhong remembered Ryoma's conversation with him before leaving, and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist, the battle between soldiers is often a matter of life and death, so you must not be careless. Red dust kills, you live and die, Taoist friends practice ten formations, whether we fight with him wits or bravery, we must not be merciful. ”

Yuan Tianjun was displeased and disagreed with Wen Zhong's words. And these words are similar to what a junior in Cangwu Mountain said before, and now that he learned that the junior was defeated and left, he was even more dismissive of those words: "Listen to the Taoist friends and rest assured, the poor Dao and other ten people know the proportion." ”

The mouth is perfunctory, but in fact, he doesn't think so, only the Dao array competition, Fang shows that the methods of the two teachings are subtle. If you want to rely on courage and fighting strength, it is not for us to do it.

Wen Zhong only reminded him, and continued: "It's best if Brother Dao can understand." “

The next day, the cannon in the Chengtang camp rang out, and the formation was opened. Wen Taishi took the ink unicorn, sat on the name and asked Ziya to answer.

Xiqi soldiers reported to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jiang Ziya immediately mobilized the three armies, put on a posture and went out of the city, the flags were divided into five colors, and the generals were high.

Jiang Ziya sat on the four sides and saw that the soup camp was in a formation. I saw Master Wen sitting on a unicorn, holding a golden whip in front, and there were ten Taoists behind, all of them with terrifying and vicious faces! Nine people rode deer, and the Holy Mother of Golden Light came on horseback.

Qin Tianjun stepped forward on a deer in the Ten Heavenly Monarchs, and saw Jiang Ziya making a joke: "Jiang Ziya is invited!"

Jiang Ziya bowed his back: "Brother Dao, please." I don't know which famous mountain is Brother Daoist, and where is the cave?"

Qin Tianjun replied: "I am Qin Wan, the Qi Refiner of Jinao Island. ”

The two sides reported their names for a while, and they fought with each other.

"Jiang Ziya, I won't say much to you, I have practiced ten formations on the island, and I have broken with you. Heaven has the benevolence of good life, and we do not want to affect the innocent Li Shu and let them suffer this calamity. Jiang Ziya, do you dare to break the formation?"

Jiang Ziya has worked hard, but the Taoism is very shallow, but things have developed to such a point that he can only continue: "Brother Dao has this intention, how dare Jiang Shang disobey his orders." “

The ten people rode back into the camp, and in an hour or two, they put the ten arrays out. Qin Tianjun returned to the front of the formation: "Jiang Ziya, the Ten Formations of the Poor Dao have been completed, please have a good taste." The tone was full of confidence.

"Got it. Jiang Ziya's face was solemn when he saw it, and he took Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, Mu Zha, and Han Poison Dragon to come to see the battle.

Jiang Ziya looked at the formation. When he saw the first array, he picked up a card and wrote "Heavenly Absolute Array", the second book "Earth Fierce Array", the third book "Wind Roar Array", the fourth book "Ice Array", the fifth book "Golden Light Array", the sixth book "Blood Array", the seventh book "Flame Array", the eighth book "Falling Soul Array", the ninth book "Red Water Array", and the tenth book "Red Sand Array". After Jiang Ziya finished reading, his face remained unchanged and returned to the front of the battle.

Qin Tianjun snorted and smiled: "Does Jiang Ziya know this formation?"

Jiang Ziya did not lose his momentum: "The ten formations are clear, I know it." “

The two sides made an appointment to break the formation and returned to the camp separately.

Jiang Ziya entered the city and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he could no longer maintain the expression on his face, it was really sad! He locked his eyebrows and walked back and forth in the hall without a plan.

Jiang Ziya thought hard about the way to break the formation, but he didn't know that Yao Tianjun had already set his sights on him.

"Brother Daoist, as far as the poor Dao knows, Xiqi City is just a land of projectiles, and Jiang Ziya is only a little superficial, how can he withstand the Ten Battles! As long as the junior brother uses a little trick and kills Jiang Ziya, there is no owner in the Xiqi army, and it will naturally collapse. ”

As the saying goes, 'A snake can't do without a head, and an army without an owner is chaotic', Yao Tianjun's words are very good for Wen Zhong's appetite. The king asked him to recover Xiqi earlier and go back with Jiang Ziya's head, so he naturally wanted to end the war as soon as possible. As for the sect's disciple fighting, why should they compete in one of them?"

Wen Taishi's mind turned, and he hurriedly said: "If Brother Dao has a miraculous skill to make Jiang Shang die by himself, and he doesn't stretch his bow and hold arrows, so as not to cause the sergeant to be ruined, that's just right." Dare to ask what is the law?"

Yao Tianjun smiled, his eyes flashed with confidence, but he didn't say anything.

On the second day, Yao Tianjun entered the "Fallen Soul Array", built an earthen platform, set up an incense case, and tied a straw man on the platform; the name of "Jiang Shang" was written on the straw man; three lamps were lit on the straw man's head, and seven lamps were lit under his feet, the upper three were called soul-boosting lamps, and the lower seven were called spirit-promoting lamps. Yao Tianjun was among them, wearing a sword, walking in front of the mantra and reciting the rest of the platform, sending talismans with seals in the air, and worshipping three times a day. After worshipping for three or four days in a row, he turned his teeth upside down, and he was restless.

Jiang Ziya was plotted, and the time went by, seven or eight days.

Yao Tianjun worshiped Ziya in the battle.

Jiang Ziya was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, upset, restless, very unhappy, ignoring the military situation all day long, and sleeping lazily.

The generals and disciples didn't know what the reason was, and after another fourteen or fifteen days, Yao Tianjun worshiped the two souls and four spirits. Ziya is in the house, sleeping from time to time, snorting like thunder.

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian saw Jiang Ziya's appearance, and exchanged ideas in their hearts: "This Uncle Jiang looks like this, he must have been hit by a strange art, if he guesses well, I'm afraid it has something to do with the ten formations." ”

"Big brother, are we just looking at it like this?" Yang Jian asked uncertainly.

Yang Jiao spread his hands, what can he do? Just hit the soy sauce, don't take it too seriously.

And another twenty days passed. Yao Tianjun worshiped Ziya's two souls and six souls, only one soul and one soul, and he actually worshiped out of the Mud Pill Palace on the same day, and Ziya had died in the Xiangfu. All the disciples and the generals under the door, even the king of martial arts, drove to the prime minister's mansion with their families, and they all stood and wept.

If it were usual, Daji would not have come to this Prime Minister's Mansion. After all, there are many Xuanmen monks here, and although they have confidence in Li Zhuying's technique, they are also afraid of revealing flaws. But now that Jiang Ziya is dead, her wife of the Martial King should come forward.

King Wu saw Jiang Ziya lying there upright, sorrow came from it, and he couldn't cry: "Father Xiang's father is diligent for the country, and he has never enjoyed good health......!"

The generals listened to the words of the martial king, and did not feel great compassion.

"The king must not be overly sad, his father worked hard all his life before his death, and let him rest well after death, and he needs to be buried in the earth as soon as possible. Daji was dressed in plain clothes and said with teary eyes.

It doesn't matter if he's dead or not, let's talk about it when he's buried. Daji thought so, but her face was sad.

Yang Jian shuddered, only to feel a burst of malice set off in the Prime Minister's Mansion. His forehead flashed, and his expression was stunned: "Damn! Nine-tailed vixen!"

This Prime Minister's Mansion is really lively, there was a monkey before, and now there is a fox again. Yang Jian suddenly felt some sympathy for Jiang Ziya, and in the eyes of others, it was like the sadness of Jiang Ziya's death......