Seeing He Zhangwen's figure slowly appear in front of the formation, Wu Jun felt a little strange.

Could it be that this He Zhangwen doesn't know his identity as a qi refiner?

Aren't you afraid that you will slap him to death with a palm?

The two looked at each other, and although He Zhangwen was riding on a horse, he inexplicably felt a feeling of being looked down on.

This feeling made He Zhangwen, who liked to stand in a high position, feel very unhappy, but at this time, he also knew that the young man opposite was by no means an ordinary person, and if he didn't deal with it properly, I was afraid that all the preparations he had made before would have to be in vain.

He Zhangwen coughed lightly twice, calmed down for a moment, and then spoke: "The capital is in turmoil, my father He Gong was ordered to mobilize the forbidden army to quell the rebellion, why does this immortal master want to block our way here?"

Wu Jun said disdainfully: "Order? I would like to ask, whose order are you referring to, and how did you put down the rebellion?"

He Zhangwen's expression did not change, he clasped his hands into fists in the direction of the palace, and said lightly: "Of course, it is the will of His Majesty Emperor Liang, if there is no Tiger Talisman from His Majesty, how can these brothers behind me listen to the orders of my father and son?"

"As for counterinsurgency, our army has advanced to suppress the thieves and rebels against the people, and one of the four roads in the capital has been cleared in just one hour, if you hadn't stopped it here, this road under our feet would have been cleared long ago!"

Wu Jun waved his hand lazily: "Okay, don't shake the little wit in front of me, I will use your tricks when I am three years old, speaking of which, I am still your grandfather's generation."

"Although He is not talented, he also knows that today's chaos poisons the people, and if he doesn't delay for a minute, he will have to kill hundreds of more people, and your Excellency is here to stop my army from quelling the rebellion, which is tantamount to inflicting a butcher's knife on the people, which is more evil than those thieves!" :

He Zhangwen's expression was solemn, and when he said that he was rising, he even shouted loudly: "Can the immortals who are high above be able to ignore the life and death of my people? In the chaos, you don't wait to make a move, and now that the army has entered the city, and the rebellion is about to be quelled, you have to jump out to stop it, could it be that this disaster is actually your handiwork?"

His voice was deafening, both the facts in front of him and the righteousness of quelling the rebellion, mixed with the envy of mortals for the monk from the depths of their hearts.

Wu Jun was too lazy to fight with him, and he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, the bloody hand in his palm condensed, and then pushed forward, just above He Zhangwen's head.

The two are only a few feet apart, although He Zhangwen is scheming and courageous far beyond ordinary people, but he is just a mortal at all, how can he stop this powerful palm?

At the last moment, a team of iron armor rushed forward desperately, and the soldiers held up their round shields and shouted hoarsely, "Lord He! Let's go!"

Before the words fell, there was a soft pop, and a whole team of soldiers and more than 100 men turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

In the blood mist, a trace of panic flashed between He Zhangwen's eyebrows, but he still turned his horse's head and rushed towards the direction of the big array.

Wu Jun's face was gloomy, he didn't expect He Zhang's sharp teeth to really make these soldiers die for him willingly.

This situation is not what Wu Jun wants to see.

The blow missed, Wu Jun swung out a palm again, the power of this palm was obviously greater than the previous palm, and the fierce wind cut through the barrier of the air, screaming and slapping at He Zhangwen's back.

Another team of iron armor rushed forward regardless of life and death, but this time the bloody palms were still crushing towards He Zhangwen after slapping these meat shields to death.

Tens of thousands of soldiers behind him, together with the cavalry on Li Tiejun's side, were all infected by He Zhangwen's righteous and awe-inspiring words.

Monks, immortals, are they really that great? Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil!

Tens of thousands of soldiers flocked forward desperately, and the cavalry team under Li Tiejun's command also began to be restless, if it weren't for Li Tiejun's best efforts, I'm afraid they would have rushed towards Wu Jun to kill him.

In the face of the roar of tens of thousands of soldiers, Wu Jun's face became more and more difficult to look at, but the only way to do this is to kill He Zhangwen first, and then find a way to appease these restless soldiers.

The blood palm flew and finally caught up with He Zhangwen, but just when Wu Jun thought he could kill with one blow

When it comes to life.

A burst of golden light suddenly appeared on He Zhangwen's back.

Even He Zhangwen, who grabbed the jade plate with one hand at this time and was about to resist, was taken aback, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

Everyone was stunned by this strange sight, and a wisp of golden dragon qi with the thickness of a knuckle hovered on He Zhangwen's back, as strange as a golden swimming dragon.

Wu Jun's expression changed, and he forcibly suppressed the two words that he was about to blurt out: "National fortune!"

He looked at the dragon qi circulating on He Zhangwen's back with a complicated expression, it turned out that the essence of national fortune was not only obtained by Cui Yanwen, but also by the little turtle in front of him.

The power of national fortune is powerful and mysterious, although the kings of the world are changing generations, but ordinary qi refiners, even foundation building monks, do not dare to underestimate this king of the world.

The fortune of the country is blessed by the luck of humanity, and the dragon qi on the king's body is entangled, relying on the fortune of the country and the country's strength, it is difficult for ordinary magic powers to hurt him at all.

At that time, Yu Mao was killed by Yu Yang, who was leaning over by Zhou Yiping, because Zhou Yiping's strength had reached the realm of Yuanying, and the ancestral temple had been destroyed at that time, and all the power of national fortune was drained by Zhou Yiping.

Without the protection of the national fortune, Yu Mao would be killed by Zhou Yiping, if it were not for this, even if Zhou Yiping was at the peak of the Yuanying, it would be difficult to hurt Yu Mao who had the protection of the national fortune.

Now the situation has made Wu Jun in a dilemma, this kid who is good at inciting people's hearts really can't stay, but he can't hurt him with magic methods, this turtle shell is really difficult to do.

The sergeants had already surrounded Wu Jun with spears, and dozens of shining spearheads sealed Wu Jun's surroundings, if they were ordinary people, they would not dare to move at all in such a situation.

Even if these soldiers were successfully brainwashed by He Zhangwen, they still knew how important they were, and no one dared to make a rash move.

Such a clear mind really saved their lives, as long as the tip of the spear was slightly three inches forward, and Wu Jun didn't need to make a move, the strong body protection qi would instantly seriously injure these soldiers.

In the rear, Cui Yanwen separated the cavalry team and walked out of it, and He Zhangwen also turned his horse's head and looked ahead.

The eyes of the two converged, and a strange feeling rose from the depths of their hearts.

Wu Jun flew up and landed beside Cui Yanwen in the surprised eyes of everyone.

The men and horses of the two sides confronted each other, the horses snorting uneasily, but some of the cavalrymen withdrew their scimitars and spears.

Obviously, they are not interested in this so-called internal guard big man who jumped out of the sky.

On the contrary, he admired Lord He even more who led them into the city to quell the rebellion.