It wasn't until the fiery red figure landed on the ground that everyone could see his appearance clearly.

But it was precisely because he saw his appearance clearly, whether it was the camp of Dashang or the camp of Xiqi, they all fell into a short silence.

This is a child who is less than a meter old and looks like he is only about three or four years old, and he is also an extremely beautiful child.

"Master Guoshi, isn't that your disciple? How did he go down? ”

On the wall, Huang Feihu said with an anxious expression.

He recognized the identity of the child, it was a child who suddenly appeared next to Wang Xian a few days ago, and was Wang Xian's disciple.

"King Wucheng don't worry, Nezha's strength is not bad, even if he can't beat Yang Jian, there will be no danger!"

Wang Xian said with a smile, signaling King Wucheng not to worry.

Nezha's cultivation method is the "Immortal Jue" of the Zhenzong Technique of the 'Immortal Palace', and the "Immortal Jue" is cultivated by NPCs, and the improvement brought by it is incomparably huge.

Coupled with Nezha's innate spirit treasure body and the guidance of Nangong Wu and others, Nezha's "Immortal Formula" has been cultivated to the third layer, and this has also caused Nezha's level to soar to more than three hundred.

The first three layers of "Immortal Jue" are 'Iron Bone Bronze Body', 'Glazed Jade Body' and 'Dragon and Tiger Power', and when the three effects are combined, Nezha's strength is actually not much worse than Yang Jian's, even if Yang Jian's level is more than two hundred levels higher than Nezha's.

"National teacher, is there really no problem?"

As Nezha's father, Li Jing was still a little worried, and asked Wang Xian very worriedly.

"You'll find out just by looking at it."

Wang Xian didn't say anything more.

No matter how much he says and assures more, these people will still be worried, after all, Nezha is too young.

On the battlefield.

Yang Jian's brows furrowed high, he was the first of the three generations of disciples of the Exposition Sect, and it can be said that he was the first of the three generations of disciples of the Exposition Sect.

In this way, when he came to the first battle on the battlefield, the first enemy he faced turned out to be a little doll.

won the battle, he Yang Jian, the first person to teach three generations of disciples, bullying a child, shameful!

Lost, he Yang Jian, the first person to teach three generations of disciples, lost to a child, even more humiliating!

Thinking of the two situations that were about to appear, Yang Jian almost wanted to vomit blood!

"Hey! Three-eyed guy, what are you stunned about? Do you look down on me? ”

Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels, was dressed in a chaotic silk, held a fire-tipped gun, and glared at Yang Jian with a small face.

"Little one, this is not the place you should be, let's go to your parents!" Yang Jian really didn't want to fight Nezha, so he said to Nezha softly.

"You're really underestimating me!"

Nezha snorted coldly, directly urged the hot wheels under his feet, and rushed towards Yang Jian with a fire-tipped spear.

Yang Jian felt the aura emanating from Nezha, and was startled, and hurriedly raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand to block.

Bang!

The fire-tipped spear smashed on the three-pointed two-edged spear, and it erupted with a force that shocked Yang Jian, so much so that he couldn't help but take a few steps back when he looked down on Nezha.

"How? You know how powerful the master is, right? ”

Nezha saw that Yang Jian was forced to retreat by his own shot, put the fire-tipped spear on his shoulder, and looked at Yang Jian with a smug face.

…

Yang Jian was directly amused by Nezha's appearance, and said, "I really underestimate you, but your strength is not enough to make me think you are powerful." ”

"Hmph, then try again!"

When Nezha heard Yang Jian say this, his temper suddenly came up, and he went out towards Yang Jian again.

The two figures, one big and one small, suddenly fought together, and after dozens of rounds, Nezha began to fall into the disadvantage, and when the number of rounds came to hundreds, Nezha had been pressed and beaten by Yang Jian.

In the end, when the number of battle rounds between the two reached about one hundred and fifty, Nezha was slapped by the blade of the three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand and fell out heavily.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing?"

A shout of rage rang out in the Xiqi camp.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

Yang Jian looked at the person who roared suspiciously, that is, his uncle Taiyi Zhenren.

"This is a battlefield, why did you show mercy just now?"

Taiyi Zhenren questioned Yang Jian angrily.

Yang Jian was silent for a moment.

He was indeed merciful to his subordinates just now, otherwise it would not have been a three-pointed two-edged knife that hit Nezha, but a blade that slashed Nezha's body.

With the sharpness of his strength three-pointed and two-edged knife, even if Nezha's body is strong and his defense is extraordinary, he will fall into a state of serious injury, or even a life.

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But he couldn't do it if he was asked to kill a child.

Therefore, Yang Jian could only be silent.

"Humph!"

Taiyi Zhenren glared at Yang Jian fiercely, then looked at Nezha, and asked in a cold voice: "Little thing, this seat asks you, where did the weapon in your hand, the long silk on your body, the gold ring on your wrist, and the fire wheel under your feet come from?" ”

"You stinky old guy again, where did you care about these things from the master!"

Nezha got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said to Taiyi Zhenren with disdain.

"What did you say?"

Taiyi Zhenren was so angry by Nezha's words that he couldn't wait to slap Nezha to death, but the patriarch had an order, and as a second-generation disciple of the Interpretation Sect, he couldn't make a move at all, so he could only look at Nezha with murderous intent.

"What are you worried about, it's old and ugly, sir, I have nightmares at night?"

Nezha was very dissatisfied and glared back at Taiyi Zhenren.

"Ahhh

Taiyi Zhenren was furious, the breath of the golden immortal burst out, his right hand was raised suddenly, and a large handprint instantly appeared in mid-air.

As Taiyi Zhenren's right hand pressed down, the big handprint that appeared vacated was also slapped towards Nezha.

Nezha looked at the big handprint that was taken at him with disdain, and he didn't dodge or resist, and let the big handprint shoot at him.

"National Teacher!"

On the wall of Tongguan, he immediately looked at Wang Xian with panic and anxiety on his face.

"Don't worry, that old guy is just scaring Nezha."

Wang Xian gave Li Jing a reassuring look.

"Scare?"

Li Jing was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly looked at the battlefield.

At this time, the big handprint had already slapped on the ground, and the terrifying power made the earth tremble, but because of the dust, ordinary people could not see Nezha's situation at this time.

About half a minute later, the dust cleared, and a deep pit in the shape of a handprint appeared on the ground.

…

However, in the middle of the pit, that is, in the palm of the mudra, there was a towering pillar of mud, and on top of the pillar, a small figure was standing.

If the little figure is not Nezha, who is it?

"Phew! Bah! Bah! Old Zamao, do you want to choke me to death with dust? Nezha scolded angrily at Taiyi Zhenren.

Ever since he knew his future from Shi Niang, he hated Taiyi Zhenren.

In addition, the teacher just told him that as long as he didn't attack Taiyi Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren would definitely not attack him.

He had long wanted to take revenge, how could he give up such a good opportunity, so he fiercely provoked and insulted Taiyi Zhenren.

"Good! Very good! Little thing, when the patriarch's restrictions are lifted, not only will you die, but your whole family will also die together! Hopefully, by then, your mouth will still be as stinky as it is now! ”

Taiyi Zhenren glared at Nezha fiercely again, and then turned around and fell into the Xiqi camp.

"Cut!"

Nezha didn't panic at all, and even raised a middle finger towards Taiyi Zhenren.

On the wall of Tongguan, Wang Xian's eyes fell on Su Jin, who was not far away, and said angrily: "This is also what you taught Nezha?" ”

Nezha's sentence of 'what do you see' and the 'little master' who opened and closed his mouth almost made Wang Xian vomit blood, and now Nezha has even come to a 'universal gesture of the universe', and the originally cute and loving Nezha has become like this, which is so sad.

"Brother-in-law, you even doubt me? Couldn't it be Sister Nangong, or taught by Yaoyao? ”

Su Jin immediately quibbled.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Wang Xian pursed his lips.

Su Jin immediately said confidently: "Believe! How not to believe it? As long as I believe that what I say is true, I can fool myself. ”

Wang Xian: ......

He was completely convinced.

Su Jin said this, what else could he say?

On the other side, Nezha on the battlefield had already flown towards Tongguan, and Yang Jian also shouted at the people above Tongguan: "You just sent a little child, is there no one left in Dashang?" ”

"Don't be rampant, I'll meet you!"

A golden streamer instantly flew out of the wall of Tongguan Pass, and quickly attacked Yang Jian.

After the golden light landed, Yang Jian saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, and immediately said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Jinzha, but Senior Brother, you are not Senior Brother's opponent!" ”

"I don't know until I've beaten it!"

Jin Zha snorted coldly, waved the twin swords in his hand and slashed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian immediately counterattacked, and a three-pointed and two-edged sword danced with a tiger, blocking Jin Zha's attacks one by one.

Dozens of rounds later, Yang Jian found a flaw in Jin Zha, and the three-pointed two-edged knife quickly stabbed out, directly stabbing Jin Zha's shoulder, and then kicked Jin Zha out with one kick.

"For the sake of you and me, I'll spare you this time, go back!"

Yang Jian shook off the blood on the three-pointed two-edged knife, and said to Jin Zhe in a clear tone.

Jin Zhe's face was gloomy, but he also knew that he was not Yang Jian's opponent, so he could only cover his shoulder wound with a calm face and walk towards Tongguan.

The battle between Jin Zha and Mu Zha and Yang Jian was defeated in two battles, which made the morale of the big merchants drop a little, on the contrary, on the Xiqi side, it was called a gong and drum and cheered again and again.

…

"King Wucheng, can there be a suitable general to send?"

Di Xin asked Huang Feihu with an ugly face.

Huang Feihu smiled bitterly and said, "Great King, just now my son Tianhua told me that this Yang Jian's strength is very strong, even stronger than some elders, that is, the second-generation disciples of the Exposition Sect, even if our generals are dispatched, they will not be Yang Jian's opponents." ”

"Is there no one left in the big business? If there is no one, open the door and surrender as soon as possible! ”

At this time, Yang Jian's shout happened to come out again, which also made Di Xin's face even more ugly.

"National teacher, can those three of your children make a move?"

In desperation, Di Xin could only ask Wang Xian for help.

"Let my three disciples make a move, that would be too much of a bully......

Wang Xian pinched his chin.

The level of those three monkeys is as high as more than eight hundred, not only the level crushes Yang Jian, but the cultivation is still the "Immortal Formula" that integrates the "Eight or Nine Xuangong", and Yang Jian is even worse.

If you really want those three monkeys to make a move, Yang Jian can't even survive ten rounds, and it's when those three monkeys don't make a dead move.

"Bullying?"

Di Xin was stunned.

He never thought that Wang Xian would say such a thing.

Just as Di Xin was about to say something, Wang Xian suddenly smiled and said, "Although those three disciples of mine are not suitable for making a move, there is one who is suitable for a shot. ”

"Who?"

Di Xin asked curiously.

"Yang Chan!"

Wang Xian said.

"Yang Chan?"

Di Xin was stunned.

Who's this?

Wang Xian didn't explain, and opened the passage of the inner world with a wave of his hand, and a beautiful figure also walked slowly from the passage.

Her appearance made the people around her fall into a state of stunnedness.

Beauty!

So beautiful!

Wang Xian looked at the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan beside him in surprise, he didn't expect that after the two Yang Chan fused, their appearance would change so much.

The previous Three Virgins Yang Chan, although she was known as the first beauty in the Three Realms, was not so stunned that Wang Xian was stunned.

But the current Three Holy Mother Yang Chan not only made Wang Xian stunned, but even the beauty made the world a little discolored.

Even unceremoniously said that the beauty of the Three Virgins Yang Chan is already on par with Yaochi.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, Wang Xian gasped.

"What are you pinching me for?"

Wang Xian looked at Su Jin, who didn't know when he came to his side, speechlessly.

"Brother-in-law, what do you say?"

Su Jin pouted and said.

"Say what?"

Wang Xian pretended to be stupid.

"Humph!"

Su Jin snorted, let go of the little hand that was pinching the soft flesh on Wang Xian's waist, trotted to the side of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, and whispered.

"National teacher, the right person you just said can't be her, right?"

Di Xin also recovered from his stunned thoughts, and asked Wang Xian with a somewhat strange expression.

"Yes, it's her!"

Wang Xian nodded.

"But ......"

Looking at the incomparably beautiful Third Virgin Yang Chan, Di Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

"No one has come out yet, so hurry up and surrender!"

Yang Jian's shouting rang out again.

"Yang Chan, go teach you a lesson about your arrogant 'second brother'!"

Wang Xian opened his mouth and said to the Third Virgin Yang Chan.

"Hmm."

The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan nodded lightly, flew up, and flew towards Yang Jian, who was still shouting under the wall.

On the battlefield.

Yang Jian looked at the oncoming Three Virgins Yang Chan, and also fell into a temporary state of distraction.

He was not only distracted because of the beauty of the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan, but also because in the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan, he actually felt the breath of the same blood.

"Second brother!"

When the Third Virgin Yang Chan spoke, Yang Jian said that he was even more confused.

Second brother?

Is this calling him?

The beautiful woman in front of her is her sister?

But he didn't remember that he had a sister, and she was still such a beautiful sister!

"Are you really my sister?"

Yang Jian asked in an uncertain tone.

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