Huang Feihu was also happy to see Nezha, and hurriedly helped him up and asked him how he came here.

Nezha bowed and replied:

"The little nephew was ordered by the master to go down the mountain and help the Zhou Harvesting Merchants."

Huang Feihu's face changed, and he was about to scold, but Nezha lowered his head and continued:

"Senior Brother Huang will also go down the mountain in the near future, since the inscription poem of Dixin Nuwa Temple, the number of soup has been exhausted, why should my uncle go against the sky, it is better to go out of the court song and assist the Ming Lord with us and others, and reopen the world."

Huang Feihu's words of scolding were stuck in his neck, but he couldn't say anything, the senior brother Huang that Nezha said was Huang Tianhua, who was apprenticed to the Qingxu Moral True Monarch in Ziyang Cave of Qingfeng Mountain, and he was also the son of Huang Feihu.

His sons are about to become traitors, what position does he have to reprimand Nezha?

After a while, Huang Feihu waved his hand and said:

"No matter what, the king treats me well, I will not betray the merchant no matter what, now you and my uncle and nephew are their masters, on the battlefield, my uncle will not leave his hands, you don't have to miss the old love, and go!"

Nezha wanted to say something more, but Huang Feihu had already shouted:

"Hugh has to say more, and leave quickly."

Nezha had no choice but to leave Jiang Shangshu's letter, made a change, and went out of the business camp again.

The persuasion failed, and the next day, Jiang Shang sent generals to challenge Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu was also self-reliant, winning three consecutive battles in one morning, and in the end, it was Yang Jian who shot again to knock down his blade and curb its momentum.

The two sides continued to fight like this every day, each looking for flaws, and the stalemate came down.

After about seven or eight days, when Huang Feihu gradually couldn't resist it, a large auspicious cloud came from the east.

"Shen Gongbao has seen King Wucheng."

It turned out that he was a Taiming Daoist, and he brought a group of Biyou Palace immortals to help Huang Feihu.

I saw the fairy light colorful, in addition to the Taiming Dao people themselves thought, there were also the four saints of Kowloon Island, the Ten Heavenly Monarchs, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, etc.

Taiming Daoren was one of the important ministers who assisted Cheng Tang at the beginning, and he had an official status in Yin Shang, and his title qualifications were far higher than Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly invited all the immortals into the camp.

At this time, Xiqi's usual challenge came, and the four saints of Kowloon Island, although their names have the word 'saint', they are the lowest in cultivation and the lowest in status among everyone.

Even if you are the first to jump out, you want to make a contribution, so as not to be underestimated.

Huang Feihu didn't know what was going on, and when he saw that the four of them had their own visions, he immediately invited the four saints to fight.

I didn't want to wait a moment, but there were heralds, stumbling into the camp, and reported:

"King Qiyu Wucheng, those four immortal elders, they were all beheaded by that Yang Jian."

It was not a tea time before the four of them went out to fight, and they were all dead, Mo said that Huang Feihu dropped the wine glass in shock, and he was also shocked by the Taiming Dao people.

"Yang Jian, this kid, really got the true biography." Taiming Dao was a little envious in his heart, the eight or nine Xuangong was an advanced version of the gods and demons he cultivated, he wanted to learn it, but Wang Chong didn't teach him.

At this time, seeing that Yang Jian had cultivated the Xuangong that he couldn't imagine, the jealousy and hatred in his heart.

"This Yang Jian is just a disciple of the first and third generations of the Jade Void Palace, and he disrespects the teacher like this, it's really hateful, which immortal friend went to take him?"

Although Huang Feihu is the head of the business camp, he can't command these immortals of Biyou Palace, and it is Taiming Dao who speaks.

Hearing the three generations of disciples, the few second-generation Biyou Immortals who originally wanted to fight immediately shut up.

"He is three generations, and I am three generations, so let me take him." I saw the disciple of the Duobao Daoist, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, sneered, got up and walked out.

Tai Ming Dao smiled, and he didn't care about the attitude of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, what he said was originally to stir up the Fire Spirit.

Duobao Dao people seem to be on the same path as the sect leader, but Tai Ming Dao people don't always believe that Duobao Dao people will be so pure.

However, it was said that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit came out of the camp and saw Yang Jian, who was born with a different appearance, and immediately raised her sword to fight.

Yang Jian didn't say much, and also raised his gun to parry.

One is the Yuxu Yan Tradition, who has obtained the Eight or Nine Xuangong True Transmission, one of Wang Chong's core Taoisms, and the other is a disciple of Duobao Daoist, who is also the true transmission of Buddhism and Taoism.

The two sides exchanged swords and guns, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit took advantage of the cultivation for a long time, but Yang Jian also had eight or nine mystical skills, and the two sides fought back and forth, but in martial arts, no one could take half of the advantage.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit boasted about Haikou, but now she has been fighting for a long time, but she was the first to be eager, but Yang Jian has been calm and calm, and gradually began to gain the upper hand.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't check for a while, and was slapped in the chest by Yang Jian, and the fight was really hot.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was furious, and after collecting the sword at the moment, she slapped the golden crown on top and shouted:

"Let's look at my treasure."

I saw a piece of golden glow emerge, spreading for several miles, and three thousand fire dragon soldiers shouted in unison, releasing a thousand feet of golden flame to burn Yang Jian, but in an instant, Yang Jian was swallowed by the fire and turned into ashes.

Seriously; The flames rushed to the sky, and the red light burned the flag.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't know the mysteries of eight or nine, thinking that Yang Jian had been robbed, and when he really wanted to collect the fire dragon soldiers, suddenly there was a bad wind in the back of his head, but Yang Jian, who had changed eight or nine, had already come behind him and shot straight at the back of his head.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was horrified in her heart, and hurriedly released a mixed yuan hammer to hit back, wanting to surround Wei to save Zhao, but she didn't want to, Yang Jian didn't look at it, she relied on her physical strength, and took the hammer hard, and the three-pointed two-edged gun in her hand had pierced the back of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit's head, and the red and white flowed to the ground, and a true spirit went to the Fengshen platform.

With the experience of the four saints of Kowloon Island, in fact, everyone in Biyou Palace has already taken precautions, but Yang Jian's action is too fast, and the eight or nine mysteries are really mysterious, everyone just reacted and played the magic weapon, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had already been robbed and gone.

Seeing more than ten magic weapons with boundless power, coming back and forth, Yang Jian smiled, and provoked the Virgin Jinxia Crown with one shot, making a change, and dodging everyone's magic weapons.

Everyone was furious, and several second-generation registered disciples, looking at the miserable death of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, couldn't help but feel compassion, and they couldn't care about what to bully the young with the more, and to bully the young with the elders, and work together to kill Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was not afraid, his body shook, showing three heads and six arms, fighting with several people, the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand, the shadow of the gun flying, and the other four arms, one holding the treasure knife is powerful and heavy, the other is holding the sword light and mysterious, and there are two hands, but they are holding a golden slingshot, pinching the copper pill, waiting for the opportunity.

Although a few people are the second generation, but in fact, the Tao is a little worse than the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, although there are many people, but under the magic power of these three heads and six arms, they can't take any advantage, but after a while, Yang Jian saw the flaw, and the slingshot was issued, killing one person, and the true spirit also flew to the Fengshen platform.

Originally, a few people could only take a tie when they joined forces, but now that they lost one person, they immediately fell into a big downswing, and gradually couldn't resist it, and were sent to the god list by Yang Jian one by one.

Seeing that Yang Jian was so brave, all the immortals in Biyou Palace were a little silent for a while.

Exactly: Cultivating into eight or nine mysteries, Ren Er is in the world.

(End of chapter)