Chapter 327: Burning Wu Culture
Although the distance is very far, it can also be distinguished that on the head elephant, there is an unusually tall and large man.
"Is that Wu culture?" The dragon bearded tiger asked.
"Definitely." I say.
"Such a big man......" said the dragon-bearded tiger, "riding an elephant is like riding a bull." Is it taller than me? ”
I looked at him, and said in my heart, it's not higher than you, and it's not a star and a half. But I didn't dare to say it directly, so I could only vaguely say, "Almost!" ”
Although Na Wu Culture has a huge physique, the scope of spiritual consciousness is obviously not as good as me and Yang Jian, who have immortal bodies, and we are still unaware of it at this moment.
Yang Jian said, "Let's go down." Stay away from him, and try not to let him find out. When I hide my spiritual power, I will go and explore him first. ”
Then we landed in the valley and always kept a distance of more than 500 zhang from Wu Wenhua. Yang Jian hid the light and shadow of his spiritual power and sneaked towards the elephant soldiers of Wu Culture.
We retreat as we go. About two hours later, we felt that we were getting closer and closer to Yuan Hong's camp, so we entered Panlong Ridge south.
At this time, he suddenly saw Yang Jian wearing the clothes of a merchant army and riding out of the woods.
Jin Zha asked, "Yang Jian, what kind of tricks are you playing?" ”
"I am now the messenger of Wu culture." Yang Jian said seriously, "Now I want to send a letter to Yuan Hong." ”
When everyone heard this, they were suddenly suspicious. Yang Ren asked, "Senior brother, have you gone to see Wu Wenhua?" ”
Yang Jian smiled, "What am I going to do to see him?" I slaughtered his messenger directly. With that, he took out a token and several connected bamboo slips. However, now that the tokens and letters are in my hands, I will leave it to me. ”
"Senior brother," I asked, "then what are you going to say when you go to Yuan Hong?" ”
"Oh!" He didn't answer me, he just said, "I've thought it all through, don't worry!" ”
I don't want to go into it anymore. Anyway, this guy is very ghostly, and I can't worry about him.
"Nezha," Yang Jian confessed before leaving, "you go to Bishui Pass, borrow a few soldiers from Huang Feibao, and come back with one on your back." Ask him again for a few sets of captured merchant army uniforms. We are useful. ”
I kind of understood what he was trying to do. So we went our separate ways. Yang Jian changed into the appearance of Wu Wenhua's messenger and rode to Yuan Hong's camp. The seven of us bypassed Yuan Hong's camp and went straight to Bishui Pass.
That night, we had already brought back a few soldiers, put on the clothes of the merchant army, and returned to Panlongling.
After a while, I saw Yang Jian coming from the direction of Wu Cultural Army again. "I have already told Wu Wenhua that Yuan Hong will lead his troops to a banquet in this mountain. He had promised to come to the appointment alone. ”
"Now, I will become Yuan Hong, and you will be my generals. After Wu Wenhua enters the mountain, we will kill him here. ”
"You're going to have a banquet?" I asked, "Do you need to change?" Can you eat it? I'm hungry right now! ”
"What kind of feast?" Yang Jian glanced at me, "You know how to eat!" Eat! Why are you so delicious? With that, he applied his mana and turned a bunch of branches into tents and other things. When he comes in, you will set fire to it outside, and leave me alone. I'll get out. ”
When he was preparing, in his spiritual sense, the light and shadow of Wu Culture had reached the mountains. Wei Hu hurriedly led several soldiers to the mountain pass to greet him.
There was a heavy footstep shaking on the ground. After a while, I saw Wei Hu and a few soldiers behind him, Wu Wenhua walked towards the mountain like a moving hill, holding an ebony that was one zhang long and a foot thick at the lower end.
At this time, Yang Ren, Lei Zhenzi, and Long Xuhu had already hidden in the forest. Yang Jian turned into a white-haired Yuan Hong and stepped forward to greet him. And I actually met Jin Zha and Mu Zha Wu Wenhua, so I didn't come forward, just watched from a distance.
Yang Jian raised his head and arched his hand, "General Wu Culture." ”
Wu Wenhua bowed his head and returned the salute, "General Yuan Hong." He looked around and said, "Who are these people?" None of your six brothers came? ”
"They are all in the camp. I only brought a few subordinates with me. Yang Jian made a gesture of invitation, "Yuan Hong prepared a little thin wine, and General Wu invited in." ”
Wu Wenhua looked at the tent, which was not much taller than him, and said with a smile: "General Yuan, can you fit me in this tent?" With that, he lifted the curtain and entered the tent.
The seven of us approached the tent at once. The surroundings were already covered with fire-starters. And those soldiers, afraid of hurting themselves, had already run a hundred feet away.
I only listened to the voice of Wu Wenhua in the tent: "General Yuan, what do you mean by this...... You are not Yuan Hong! Hugh away! ”
A red light rushed out from the top of the tent and turned into Yang Jian's true body in the air. Suddenly, the tent turned into a sea of fire.
At the same time, the flying stone of the dragon beard tiger, the dragon stake of Jinzha, the Wu hook sword of Muzha, the Qiankun circle, the gold brick and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover in my hand, and Yang Ren's five fire fans beckoned up together.
It is said that Wu Wenhua is a mortal body, and there are so many life-killing magic weapons to take care of at the same time, and there is no physiology. But suddenly, the branches of the burning trees flew out, and the burning tent collapsed.
A burning fire man stood up from it, and the ebony in his hand picked up, and he actually knocked the magic weapons of the five people away one after another.
All eight of them immediately surrounded and launched a second round of attacks. This time, Wei Hu's Demon Slaying Pestle, Lei Zhenzi's Golden Stick, Yang Jian's Three-Pointed and Two-Edged Knife, and My Fire-Pointed Spear were all added.
Wu Wenhua looked up to the sky and roared, which suddenly shook the heavens and the earth.
In the firelight, he smashed the flaming ebony into the largest of us. The dragon bearded tiger couldn't dodge and fell to the ground.
Yang Ren suddenly opened two doors. The tongue of fire on Wu Wenhua's body suddenly increased by two times. Wu Wenhua was burned all over, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell into ashes.
And over there, the dragon bearded tiger was smashed by the burning ebony, bleeding from the seven orifices, and there was no breath.
A few of us stood silently. Yang Jian sighed, "We used the strength of eight people to deal with Wu Wenhua, and we even lost the life of the dragon bearded tiger. How do I explain this to my uncle? ”
I remember when I went out to fight for the dog seven years ago, I saw the dragon beard tiger for the first time. Later, they cooperated with each other many times to conquer the city, but they did not feel sad.
Yang Jian said on the side: "Don't be sad! We still have to deal with the Seven Monsters of Meishan! ”