Without warning, a white light shot out from the eyebrows of the two at the same time, and they met in the void, silently, and the ripples of wind and clouds rippled outward layer by layer.

Yang Jian closed his eyes, Wen Zhongshen's eyes closed, and it became a vertical line, and the sky above the two of them was a circular vacuum, without wind and clouds.

After Donglu withdrew his troops, Nezha, Jinzha Muzha, and Huang Tianhua were broken, Wen Zhong did not chase.

It's not that he's afraid of them, but he doesn't want his soldiers to make senseless sacrifices.

If it is a conventional war, the commander suffers, and the three armies have no owner, it is a good opportunity for the army to cover up.

Wen Zhong watched the Donglu army retreat, raised his hand and ordered the troops to retreat.

He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he does not have mood swings because of momentary gains and losses.

Wen Zhong turned Mo Qilin and slowly returned.

Jiang Ziya was rescued by Yang Jian for half a day before he woke up, still in pain, his bones were crisp and his legs were weak, and it was difficult to get up.

This is the second time that Ma Yuan has been whipped off his mount after knocking him off his horse, but this time he has an apricot yellow flag to protect him but he is not dead.

But it is difficult to command the army again in a short period of time.

Knowing himself and knowing his opponent is victorious in all battles, and what he thinks he has done is just superficial.

This is also because Yang Jian is not there, Nezha Lei Zhenzi and the other young people know Wen Zhong's roots, and because Yang Jian is not there, no one can help him block Wen Zhong's first whip, so he suffered.

If Yang Jian is there, the first whip will not fall on him.

Yang Jian was a step too late, and he was whipped.

Probably providential, too.

Jiang Ziya's general has been raised for a month, and the war-free card has also been hung outside the gate for a month.

Jiang Ziya didn't lie down in vain this month, he thought about the things before and after over and over again.

After recovering from his injuries, a letter of war was sent to Wen Zhong.

After Wen Zhong carefully read the battle book, he replied and agreed.

The war is on again.

The trumpets sounded, the war drums beat, the war horses neighed, the flags were unfurled, and the two armies lined up and confronted each other.

Wen Zhong put his whip on his waist and sat on top of the ink unicorn.

Jiang Ziya sat on four different places, and Yang Jian rode on the side.

Wen Zhong didn't move, and Yang Jian didn't move.

Lei Zhenzi, who had recovered from his injuries, soared into the sky, and this time he flew extremely high.

Tuxingsun, who was holding an iron rod, stared at Wen Zhong, his small eyes flashing fiercely.

Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and Jin Zha Muzha's eyes were all focused on Wen Zhong.

In the last war, they were all lost, defeated by one man.

And this person, like them, is a disciple of three generations.

They seem to have selectively forgotten the three generations of disciples of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Maybe it's because of Hiroshiko.

The prelude to the war began, and the two sides sent their generals to fight, and they were in order, but they both knew that this was just an appetizer before the war.

The decisive force that will determine this war will no longer be mortal power.

Everyone knows it.

But they're all waiting for that flashpoint.

The moment the victory and defeat of the tenth battle were decided, the immortal Dao forces of both sides made a move.

The immortal magic is changing, the wind is suddenly rising, the torrential rain is plummeting, the lightning is thundering, and the dark clouds are thick.

Mortals can't open their eyes anymore, and it doesn't matter whose Tao is the Fa.

The horse neighs and the beast roars, the eyes of the gods are like lamps, the eyes of the sky are like gatherings, the void is thundering, the sky is flashing, the heavens and the earth are bright, the wind and clouds are agitated, and all the immortal laws disappear into invisibility.

Wen Zhong and Yang Jian made a move.

The two of them Heavenly Eye and Divine Eye suddenly opened the immortal magic technique to destroy the other camp.

They are both fighting and suppressing, suppressing the immortal power of the opposing camp and guarding the army behind them.

One kind of rule, two people to keep.

No one spoke.

Some things have to be guarded.

Even if it is stubborn, even if it is pedantic, even if it is old-fashioned, it must be persevered.