E Shun looked at Zhang Kui, who was pointing at them and begging for abuse, and then at Di Xin on the chariot, his face was as gloomy as water.

"Nan Bohou!"

Behind Eshun was a strong man, with bronze skin and loose hair, and a rebellious wild temperament, holding a mace.

At this moment, Dahan whispered a few words to Eshun.

Na Eshun nodded after listening, and then looked at Xiqi's side and said nothing.

"Uncle Shi, that person doesn't seem to be from the Central Plains. Yang Jian said in a low voice.

Jiang Ziya frowned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It should be the southern barbarian tribe, but I didn't expect Eshun to have an intersection with them." ”

The barbarians are the descendants of the ancient Jiuli tribe.

At the beginning, after the defeat of the leader Chiyou Zhengwang, the Jiuli tribe was unwilling to surrender to the Yanhuang tribe, so they chose to go all the way south into the treacherous endless mountains in the south.

Later, under the education of the sages, the fierceness and wildness of the Central Plains people gradually receded, and the system and civilization made great progress.

Only these remote tribes still maintain the ancient wind and retain their wildness.

Regardless of men, women, and children, they are all brave and fierce, and their combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the Central Plains.

They are also constantly thinking about conquering the Central Plains, occupying the fertile and fruitful Central Plains, and often launching attacks.

As the southern Hubei guarding the south, they will also fight against the southern barbarian tribes, so Eshun is indispensable to deal with the southern barbarians.

"It seems that they have made some kind of deal in private, and this Eshun is luring the wolf into the house. ”

Yang Jian took a deep look at the men and horses of Nan'e, and said in a low voice: "The thieves who are vainly trying to conquer the Central Plains are not dead, and we must also be careful against them. ”

Jiang Ziya frowned and bowed slightly: "I know,"

Although it is true that those barbarians are also human races, they have formed two different races from the Huaxia people in the Central Plains without being educated.

These barbarians did not treat the people of the Central Plains as human beings or anything, and in their eyes, they only had the law of the jungle.

Therefore, the two sides can be regarded as great enemies.

"Zhang Kui is here, who else dares to come and fight with me?"

Zhang Kui's horizontal knife immediately shouted violently, which frightened the princes.

But with his amazing two-knife instant killing record in front, so for a while, the princes, you look at me, I look at you, and they were all shocked and no one dared to say anything.

Jiang Ziya saw that no one was going to fight, and knew that the impact on the morale of the army was too great, so he said, "Wei Hu, you go." ”

According to Yang Jian, Wei Hu's Taoism is still above him, so it should be nine out of ten to take down Zhang Kui.

He had to find someone to win this one and boost the declining morale.

"Disciple commands!"

Wei Hu was dressed in a robe, did not ride a horse, and strode forward, looking like an ordinary person, without the kind of brave and murderous aura of a general.

Zhang Kui, who was murderous, looked stunned.

He has cultivated the magic arts, so he is also half a cultivator, and it is because of this that he can feel the extraordinaryness of that opponent.

It looked ordinary, but it was like a mountain in front of him, which gave him a lot of pressure.

"Kill!" But he was not frightened, with a loud shout, Zhang Kui charged forward with a knife, and the big knife slashed out a sharp knife light.

Wei Hu looked at the figure, immortal light rose around him, and the golden light flashed in his right hand, and a demon-slaying pestle appeared in his hand.

His gaze was slightly cold, Wei Hu held the Demon Suppression Pestle with both hands and swung forward, and a divine rainbow rushed up and collided with Zhang Kui's sword light.

With a crisp sound like the cracking of porcelain, Shenhong shattered the sword light with a single blow, and hit Zhang Kui head-on at the charging Zhang Kui.

"What?"

Zhang Kui was startled into a cold sweat, and before he had time to think about it, he lay back, dodged this divine rainbow, got up and restrained the one-horned black smoke beast and looked at Wei Hu with a suspicious expression.

With his strength, he is confident that he is also the top powerhouse of the human race, and although the town guard Michi is only a small county, it is the only way to go to Chaoge, and its importance can be imagined.

But the person in front of him broke his sword light with one blow, and the strength he showed shocked him, and he didn't know whether to continue or not.

Lu Chuan said loudly: "Zhang Kui, retreat!"

He hadn't met Wei Hu yet, but he recognized his identity from the demon-slaying pestle.

Wei Hu, one of the seven people who sanctified in the flesh after being canonized, also became the protector of the three religions.

Legend has it that when he apprenticed, he was still in the ancient Fuxi era, earlier than Yang Jian, and he was the first person in the three generations of expounding the teachings.

It's just that this person is very low-key in the gods, so his reputation is not as good as Yang Jian and others, but his strength is definitely terrifying.

Wen Zhong was also taken aback: "The Three Sects of the Dharma Protector Demon Suppression God Pestle? Zhang Kui, retreat quickly!"

Zhang Kui no longer hesitated when he heard the voice, and turned around and galloped towards the camp.

"Zhang Kui, where to go?!"

The divine light in Wei Hu's eyes soared, and his right hand pinched the tip towards the sky, and the demon pestle emitted a dazzling brilliance, like a Mount Tai roaring and smashing down on the head of Zhang Kui, who was galloping.

"Ahh

Rumble!

The demon pestle fell, and the place seemed to have suffered an earthquake, the ground shook, the void trembled, and the people and horses staggered and staggered.

The one-horned black smoke beast had already been smashed into powder, and a large pit had been smashed into the ground.

There was a flash of brilliance in front of the big business array, and Zhang Kui appeared with a shocked face, looking behind him with a look of fear.

Is this still human?

"This ...... What a powerful demon pestle......"

Lu Chuan's eyes shrank and he was surprised, the power of this demon slaying pestle was a bit excessive, it was very different from what he remembered.

Wen Zhong said in a deep voice: "Legend has it that the master ancestor refined a demon pestle in the gossip furnace in order to suppress the evil demons and protect the three sects Dafa, which is as light as a feather in his hand, and as heavy as Mount Tai when he hits the enemy, it seems that this is the case." ”

"Master Ancestor?" the corners of Lu Chuan's mouth twitched slightly.

No wonder he saw that this demon pestle was a little second and second air, and it was so powerful that people couldn't understand it, and it turned out to be the handwriting of the weapon master Daode Tianzun.

The demon pestle raised by this sacrifice is as heavy as Mount Tai, which can be avoided and avoided, but if you want to carry it, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

In addition, this demon pestle is also a weapon, and his treasure money is useless.

"Good!"

Wei Hu won with one move, although he did not kill Zhang Kui, but let him run so embarrassed, and it also boosted the morale of the princes' army.

Di Xin sat on the chariot, his expression still majestic and unchanged.

It's just that the expressions of Han Rong and many other generals are a little heavy, even with fear,

They saw the power of that demon pestle, it was simply not something that human power could fight against, even a strong man like Zhang Kui almost lost his life, who else could resist?

Wen Zhong looked ugly and said: "Senior brother, it's bad, this exposition is a bit excessive, we sent a figure in the immortal realm like Wei Hu, plus the demon pestle, I'm afraid that no one on our side will be invincible!"

"Forget it, senior brother, are there still fewer immortals we invited?" Lu Chuan said lightly.

I glanced at the few people behind me again, very relieved.

I knew that this would happen for a long time, so I invited a helper in advance with good popularity and interpersonal relationships, you know?

It's just that......

Lu Chuan looked at the princes over there, his eyes flickered, and these people had not come out yet.

If you are not sure of victory, I am afraid that it is not very good to mention exposing a king like his eldest brother Kong Xuan, right?

Listening to the sound of the tsunami of the coalition of princes on the opposite side, Di Xin's body moved and prepared to stand up.

He knew very well that the demon pestle was no mortal but him.

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly, Yin Jiao, who was covered in a black cloak behind Lu Chuan, rushed out on horseback.

Lu Chuan's expression relaxed.

Yes, this Celestial Seal is the opponent of the Demon Pestle.

"Huh?"

Di Xin looked at the figure and stared: "Lu Qing, who is the person who came out of the battle under your seat?"

Lu Chuan frowned, this question is not easy to answer, if it is true, it will violate the agreement, and to say that it is false is to bully the king.

Lu Chuan said respectfully: "King Qiqi, this is a strange man recruited by the minister yesterday, he claims to be ...... Well, the Ear Dao Man!"

Jiao'er is the suburbs, the king, the minister has given you a hint!