The poor four saints of Kowloon Island don't know that the crisis is coming, and maybe they will warmly entertain Shen Gongbao who came to the door.

"Shen Gong Daoyou, this is a good idea, the more powerful people there are, and the more helpers we have, the better." Chu Feng said with a smile. Shen Gongbao took the initiative to ask for help, and there was no reason not to fulfill him.

I believe that in the future, Shen Gongbao will fall in love with this industry and send more and more of his best friends to the god list. Alas, for a minute of silence for Shen Gongbao after the War of the Gods, I believe that many people will settle accounts with him.

"Brother Dao, the poor Tao is also expounding" Shen Gongbao's expression was strange, one of his disciples of expounding the religion actually conspired with the disciples of one person to deal with the exposition, and what was even more pitiful was that the four saints of Kowloon Island who were about to be invited were intercepted.

By the way, in fact, he is not very familiar with the Four Sages of Kowloon Island, it was Wen Zhong who told him that he could find the Four Sages of Kowloon Island if he had something, the reason why he said to Chu Feng that he was his friend was actually to show that he was not a waste, and during this time with Chu Feng, his self-esteem was hit again and again, and he always wanted to behave.

"You still think that you are teaching, but you haven't understood it yet, in fact, whether it is you or Jiang Ziya, your qualifications are so poor, and you can still enter the Jade Void Palace, it is all for the saint to prepare for future use." Chu Feng unceremoniously broke through the fog that shrouded Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya.

Others are taking one step and looking at two steps, but the high-ranking sage is taking one step to see ten steps, looking at a hundred steps, and he accepted Shen Gongbao as a disciple thousands of years ago, indicating that at that time, Yuan Shi Tianzun knew about the scales and half-claws of the gods.

"It turns out that the two of us are both utensils, no wonder before the battle of the gods began, the master drove Poor Dao and Jiang Ziya down the mountain." Shen Gongbao suddenly realized, and then looked at Chu Feng with great resentment, such a thing as poor qualifications, don't say it directly.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, go early and come back early." Chu Feng made a haha to cover up.

"Brother Dao, the poor Dao has gone" Shen Gongbao was also very simple, made a gesture, and disappeared into a light smoke.

Chu Feng looked at the Shen Gong Leopard in the distance, the corners of his mouth twitched, as a golden immortal, he could clearly see the Shen Gong Leopard, at this moment the Shen Gong Leopard was flying at a speed that embarrassed the immortals, what year and month can this speed reach Kowloon Island, no, the poor road wants to give you a ride, his hand flicked casually, only to hear an exclamation, Shen Gong Leopard is gone.

Seeing off Shen Gongbao, Chu Feng returned to the front yard and beckoned Nezha, who was waiting for a meal, to come over.

"Master, the apprentice is so hungry, if you have something to say, wait for the apprentice to finish eating!" Nezha covered his flat lower abdomen and walked over with a distressed face.

He has always known the temper of the master, and knows that as long as the master looks for him, it will be no good thing, the last time he went to the court with Shen Gongbao, he was led to Yunmengze by Wen Zhong's two generals, and inexplicably had a fight with the local Lake Dragon King, and he drew another dragon tendon easily, and came back and was beaten fat, and his buttocks were still hot and painful.

This kid became a foodie so quickly, and Chu Feng was angry when he heard this, and slapped Nezha's bare buttocks.

"Master, what are you doing to beat the apprentice and turn it into a four-petaled ass!" Nezha shrunk back, thin lips pursed, and a look of annoyance.

Last time, I hit this place, but the injury hasn't healed yet, and here again, is there something wrong with the master, picking people's butts to beat.

"If you don't hit the back, will you hit the front" Chu Feng pointed to the little Ding Ding in front of Nezha.

Speaking of Nezha, this dress is really cool, a red lotus belly pocket, worn on the upper body, naked underneath, barefoot.

"You can't fight in front" Nezha's two dirty little hands protected Xiao Dingding, shocked.

Pay attention to this place so quickly, this kid, Chu Feng said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, there is business, tomorrow, you and Zhang Guifang will take 30,000 soldiers and horses to challenge the Zhou army." ”

Nezha sighed, protected Xiao Dingding, and walked away in an ugly posture.

This kid, really, Chu Feng didn't know what to say.

In the early morning of the next day, just after a light rain, the road was wet, and the heavy Qinglongguan iron gate slowly opened, Zhang Guifang came out first, with a high-spirited face, today he wanted to let Jiang Ziya, the old horseman, know who is the first general in the west.

Nezha, who came out closely, looked left and right on the horse with his bare buttocks, looking very frizzy.

Before he could say anything, there was a dense exchange of gold and iron from behind, and he hurriedly sped up, and after a while, a parallel queue of three people opened, and the bloodstained bronze battle armor revealed infinite killing intent.

That's right, this is a hundred-battle lion who has fought in Beihai with Wen Taishi for many years, and everyone has the blood of the rebels on their hands.

"With this lion, why worry about not calming Xiqi" Zhang Guifang looked back at Nezha and said in a heroic tone.

Nezha glanced at Zhang Guifang, took out two pig's trotters wrapped in leaves from the small cloth bag on his waist, and gnawed them silently.

"......" Zhang Guifang continued to hurry.

Because the place where the Zhou soldiers were stationed was only thirty miles away from Qinglong Pass, the 30,000 troops led by Zhang Guifang and Nezha arrived five miles away from the military camp at three poles in the sun.

The Zhou soldiers, who had already received the news, were in full array, and the rows of spears erected pointed straight to the sky, and the momentum was dry.

Standing on the chariot, Jiang Ziya, who was dressed in armor, glanced at the merchant camp with blazing eyes to make sure that the person was not here.

"Old horseman, don't look at it, the generalissimo, she didn't come" Zhang Guifang, who was riding a horse, laughed, Jiang Ziya's appearance reminded him of yesterday's events again.

"Zhang Guifang, Hugh is rude!" A horse flew out of the camp of the Zhou army, and the scolding was like thunder.

Zhang Guifang looked at it, who was not Zhou Ji, the striker of the Zhou Army who was chased and beaten by him yesterday. This kind of general, he can fight ten at a time.

"The thief will die" Zhang Guifang rode his horse to meet the battle, and his voice overpowered Zhou Ji on the spot.

The two sides soon encountered, Zhang Guifang was skilled in marksmanship, and Zhou Jili was strong but clumsy, and he was so pressed that he couldn't lift his head. After a long time, Zhou Ji was crumbling and had the possibility of death.

"Nangong Shilaiye" flew out of the Zhou army's camp again, and started to bully more and less.

In this way, the two generals of the Zhou army surrounded Zhang Guifang in the heart.

"Today I will have killed both of you"

is a good Zhang Guifang, shouting, like a tiger, drunk and spotted, and his marksmanship is even more superb.

Zhou Ji and Nangong suddenly felt that the pressure increased greatly, and in many collisions, the weapon in their hands almost landed.

"Zhou Ji, Nangong Shi, don't get off the horse, when will you wait!"

Zhang Guifang suddenly shouted.

Nangong Shi felt dizzy in his brain, and in a daze, he saw Zhou Ji on the opposite side fall from his horse and was stabbed to death by Zhang Guifang with a fierce face.

Oops, Zhang Guifang was using the technique of the left way of the side door, and the panicked Nangong Shi pulled out the dagger on his leg and stabbed it on the thigh, a sharp pain, which made his consciousness a little clearer.