"Nezha, put it to death and come back to life!" Chu Feng's cold voice came.

Hearing this, the biggest reaction was not Nezha, but Yang Jian, he was very puzzled, how could there be such a master in the world who would let his apprentice die.

Immediately after, Yang Jian saw the power of Chu Feng's words, and after only two breaths, the Jin Rui Qi on Nezha's body soared, and even the Yuan Shen was assimilated into Jin Rui's Qi, which was simply the rhythm of the same end.

In the golden light in the sky, Nezha, like the supreme golden emperor who controls life and death, oppresses the sky, causing pieces of space to shatter, forming one black hole after another, whether it is birds, dust or trees, they are all sucked clean.

Yang Jian, who didn't plan to die here, released his clone to resist Nezha, and he rushed to the sky.

"Where to go!" Nezha, who instantly broke through Yang Jian's clone, condensed a golden spear in front of him, threw it hard, and galloped out, as if he had surpassed the limit of time and space, alternating between light and darkness, at the end of the sky, where the clouds were chaotic, pierced Yang Jian, and the blood spurted out from the huge Dharma body could be called blue blood staining the sky.

Nezha, who successfully defeated his opponent, didn't have time to confirm whether Yang Jian was dead, because he was counterattacked by the violent Jin Rui Qi in his body, his eyes went black and he fainted.

Chu Feng, who was on the city tower, ordered Zhang Guifang, who came to his side at some point.

"The whole army set out, broke through Jiang Ziya's Qishan camp, and went straight to Xiqi City."

Zhang Guifang, who was wearing bronze armor, hugged his fist, came to the city tower with a tiger, and waved his hand. The long-awaited expedition of thousands of cavalry and tens of thousands of infantry set off in a mighty manner, and the destination was naturally the Qishan camp.

……

On the city tower, Chu Feng put the collapsed Nezha on the cold and hard ground, pressed his hand on it, and while adjusting the violent Jin Rui Qi in Nezha's body, he entered the pure immortal qi, and after being busy for about half an hour, Nezha woke up slowly.

"Nezha, how do you feel? Better? Chu Feng's face was devoid of the previous coldness, like a kind old man, and his tone was warm like a warm spring after a cold winter.

Nezha was stunned and asked, "Is Yang Jian dead?" ”

Just now, he fainted too quickly, and he didn't have time to check if Yang Jian was dead.

"It's not dead, it should have been rescued"

Chu Feng shook his head, Nezha's shot just now did pierce Yang Jian, but he chased after him and found nothing. Yang Jian's cultivation is not too high, and he was seriously injured, so he could avoid his sight, so he could only be rescued by someone.

Chu Feng's words made Nezha's face look ugly, and he struck with all his might, but he still didn't kill Yang Jian, if Yang Jian's eight or nine Xuangong was a little more powerful, he was afraid that he would die.

"No, I'm going to check it out!" Nezha, despite the fact that he had just recovered, stood up, recited a spell, and summoned Hot Wheels.

As the spirit of the Phoenix clan, as soon as the Hot Wheels appeared, the surrounding temperature was increased by dozens of degrees, and the originally cool city tower became extremely hot.

"You can't go this way" Chu Feng saw that he couldn't stop this kid, so he changed his words and reminded him.

Nezha saluted Chu Feng and walked away.

Chu Feng thought about it for a few breaths, but still followed, on the one hand, for Nezha's safety, and on the other hand, to deal with the merchant army on the battlefield. As for taking the opportunity to kill Jiang Ziya, Chu Feng had no intention of doing so, what kind of person was Jiang Ziya, the person who should be robbed, Yuan Shi Tianzun and Lao Tzu would not let him die. If you take 10,000 steps back, you will really die, and they will also find a way to save people. Killing Jiang Ziya can be said to be in vain.

Not long after, when he came to the sky above Qishan, Chu Feng saw through the clouds and mist that the camp of the Zhou army in Qishan was in chaos, and the soldiers were scurrying around like ants.

Zhang Guifang, the commander of Qinglong Pass, who had been ordered to set off before, was riding a strange beast on a rampage at the moment, and when he saw the generals of the Zhou army, he asked why they didn't get off their horses, and the spiritual attack, which ordinary people could resist, one after another Zhou generals fell from the strange beasts and horses, and when their brains were still dizzy, they were stabbed to death by Zhang Guifang.

After a while, Nezha, who walked around the barracks and found nothing, saw Zhang Guifang and asked: "Chief soldier Zhang, have you ever seen Yang Jian?" ”

"Yang Jian, wasn't you killed?" Zhang Guifang, who was killing happily, was stunned when she heard Nezha's words. Just now, he clearly saw that Yang Jian, the first person in the three generations of expounding the sect, was pierced by a golden spear during his escape. This is also the reason why he dared to rush and kill in the Qishan camp unscrupulously.

Nezha raised his eyebrows and flew towards the outside of the camp. Today, no matter what, he has to find Yang Jian.

Zhang Guifang didn't care about him, picked up his gun, and continued to rush to kill. Since it was early morning, the sun rose from the east, and the golden light swayed the earth, illuminating Zhang Guifang, who was covered in blood, like a god and demon in the daytime.

With one after another Zhou army generals and soldiers lying on the corpses, Zhang Guifang came to the vicinity of the Chinese army's big tent, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Ziya, who was dressed in armor, standing solemnly, and his heart was overjoyed.

"Old horseman, today the general army will use your blood to wash away the shame of that day."

Jiang Ziya unhurriedly untied a whip about two feet long and engraved with complicated Taoist texts from his waist, and pointed at Zhang Guifang from afar.

"Thief Zhang, don't you think I have no one in Xiqi."

Zhang Guifang only thought it was an ordinary whip, laughed and rushed over.

Chu Feng, who had all this in his eyes, was about to come down to stop it, when suddenly his heart surged, this feeling was undoubtedly something close to someone who had an accident, and here, the person who could be called a close person was Nezha.

In line with the intention of saving both sides, Chu Feng released a god-beating whip with a doppelganger holding the vajra circle to deal with Jiang Ziya, and the deity turned into a streamer and rushed towards the sky.

……

Jinji Ridge, in the original plot, was the place where Kong Xuan single-handedly resisted Jiang Ziya's army and defeated many masters such as Burning Lamp and Lu Press. At this moment, it has become a place where Nezha is trapped.

Under a big tree that covered the sky and the sun, two middle-aged monks looked calmly at the three young men who were clashing on the mountain in the distance.

"Manjushri Daoyou, this Nezha Tianmai is self-contained, outstanding, and his qualifications far exceed those of Jinzha and Muzha, and he is not inferior to Yang Jian, the first person of the third generation, if he can be ambushed, he is very good."

A middle-aged man with a goatee and a darker face than ordinary people spoke.

"What Fuxian Daoyou said is exactly what Poor Dao wants to say, this Nezha was originally supposed to worship under Taiyi Daoyou, but because Chu Feng made a move to obstruct it, it was unsuccessful. Take advantage of this opportunity to persuade him with brotherly affection, and I am fifty percent sure. ”

A middle-aged man dressed in a white cloth dress wrapped around a majestic body, with a strange white complexion and a slender nose, said confidently.