It was at this time that Zhu Wen met someone he couldn't have imagined.

To be precise, what appeared in front of Zhu Wen was not a person in the ordinary sense, but an immortal, an immortal of the Daomen Immortal Court.

It was a clear evening, the Xuanwu army was camped on the riverside, ready to cross the river to the north at any time, Zhu Wen took his own soldiers along the river to ride horses, observing the terrain, until there were roadblocks in front of them, and at this time, they were only more than ten miles away from the army camp.

Zhu Wen took the reins, sat down and neighed, and the rapid transition from gallop to stop made it stand upright. When Zhu Wen stopped suddenly, more than 100 pro-soldiers behind him stopped almost at the same time. All the horses neighed in unison, and the scene was spectacular and shocking.

Of course, this is not something that ordinary soldiers can do, Zhu Wen's personal soldiers are all monks, and they are Qi cultivation monks.

There are more than a hundred Qi cultivators in the middle and low levels, and wherever they go, they are a force that can turn the clouds and rain, and there are few forces in this world that can restrain them. Don't say that the more than 50 feudal towns of the Tang Dynasty are even the five major gates that were powerful in the past and cannot now. The world is so big, except for the vast sea and the majestic Kunlun, there are few places they can't go.

However, at this time, facing the two middle-aged men standing in the middle of the road, not only more than 100 Qi cultivators, but also restrained their arrogant and domineering momentum on weekdays, and Zhu Wen, who was already standing on the top steps of the heroes of the world, had to sink his eyebrows and restrain his momentum that was not afraid of heaven and earth.

The two middle-aged men have different appearances, the tiger on the left has a bear's waist, and their faces are majestic and fierce, like the top battlefield generals, this is Chen Jizhen. The figure on the right is ordinary, with an elegant face, with a bit of bookishness, and holding a folding fan in his hand, it is Huang Jingyuan.

As the leaders of the seventy-two earth-shattering figures, Chen Jizhen of Dikui City and Huang Jingyuan of Disha City are also well-known in the Immortal Court, although they appear in the mortal world for some reason at this moment, but the terrifying cultivation of the immortal realm is coercive, and the majesty of the pole that has been in charge of one side for many years is still as dazzling as the red sun, making people dare not look directly.

After Zhu Wen took the reins of the horse, his hand pressed on the hilt of the knife. The aura of the whole body was secretly mobilized, his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the front chest of the two, ready to draw his sword at any time to attack, under his influence, the more than 100 personal soldiers behind him were also in such a posture. Although the person in front of him cultivated to be terrifying, just standing there made people feel tense all over, and they must be fierce and auspicious when they moved, but no one was afraid.

Dikui City Chen Jizhen's face was pale, he glanced at Zhu Wen contemptuously, and snorted coldly: "The immortal is in the world, let you and others meet, it is a blessing and a great honor from God!

His voice became heavier and heavier, and the coercion emanated deeper and deeper, and the armorers who were gritting their teeth and holding on gradually became overwhelmed. The one with a lower cultivation fell directly from the horse, and the one with a high cultivation was also pale and trembling, and only Zhu Wen himself in the real realm could barely maintain his state.

Chen Jizhen looked at Zhu Wen, his brows gradually furrowed, the displeasure on his face was even stronger, and there was a little impatience. In his eyes, Zhu Wen always breathed steadily, which showed that he was neither afraid nor angry, and his mood was surprisingly stable. He is in a stable state of mind, not that he has no ideas, on the contrary, he is in a stable state of mind, just because his killing intent is pure and firm, and there is no need to fluctuate.

Zhu Wen stared at Chen Jizhen without squinting, the color in his eyes was very single, it was looking at the enemy's eyes, and his hand that pressed the knife had already tightly grasped the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out the horizontal knife. He didn't have any superfluous movements all over his body, and even remained the same, except for the hand holding the knife, which was slowly withdrawing. The clear sound of metal grinding continued, neither pleasant nor sharp, and it was depressing, like a woman's low cry at night, which was extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

The long knife was three inches out of its sheath.

Clearly feeling Zhu Wen's killing intent, Chen Jizhen almost wanted to be furious, and the coercion released was even more profound! Those monks who practiced the low level of qi knelt directly beside the horse, their bones creaking, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and from time to time some people fell down one after another, dying of anger.

How can an immortal tolerate the disobedience of mortals? Just like an official in a high position, how can he tolerate the offense of ordinary people? That is a huge difference in identity, and in Chen Jizhen's view, it is the essence of each other's lives. The offense of the lowly to the noble is pure death.

The armor soldiers fell one after another, dozens of corpses fell to the ground, and most of the monks who practiced qi were already dead. In this process, the armorers did not make the slightest sound from their mouths, and even when they were dying, they did not even scream. It's not that they don't want to, it's that they simply can't.

If Zhu Wen did not give in, Chen Jizhen was ready to kill all his entourage. These more than 100 life qi cultivators are Zhu Wen's most core lineage strength, and they are his greatest reliance on battlefield battles and killing enemies to save his life, but in Chen Jizhen's eyes, these people are obviously worthless.

As a monk in the True Human Realm, Zhu Wen didn't need to look back to know that his own soldiers had suffered heavy casualties. But he didn't say anything about turning around, his eyes didn't fail, his red eyes kept staring at Chen Jizhen, and at the same time slowly drew his knife.

The two of them are completely facing each other to the end, and if it continues like this, it won't take more than a moment for Zhu Wen's personal soldiers to die. And although his own life is safe, he is bound to suffer a lot of injuries.

In this process, Huang Jingyuan of Dikui City did not move, nor did he speak, looking at Zhu Wen's gaze was neither deep nor shallow, with a sense of scrutiny, finally, he shook his head and sighed lightly: "Old Chen, stop it." ”

Naturally, these words were said to Chen Jizhen, and they also surprised him.

As the head of the seventy-two earths, Chen Jizhen certainly didn't have to listen to Huang Jingyuan's words, he glared at the other party, and said in a voice that only Huang Jingyuan could hear: "What does it mean to stop at this time and admit defeat? Don't you see that this kid is very arrogant and ignorant, and he doesn't plan to bow down to us and obey our words at all!"

"Of course I can see it. Huang Jingyuan said, "Not only that, but I can also see that even if you kill all his own soldiers and make him vomit blood and kneel on the ground, he will not give in to you." ”

Chen Jizhen was stunned, he glanced at Huang Jingyuan strangely, "Really?"

Huang Jingyuan did not answer, this is not a question that needs to be answered. The words of the gods do not need to be said a second time.

This time, Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan led people down to earth for the sake of Hedong's heavenly machine and Zhu Wen. Heaven wants to snatch it, and Zhu Wen wants to support it, this is their task. The Immortal Court directly came forward to support Zhu Wen, and naturally it would not be like those reincarnated immortals, with Zhu Wen as the main and Zhu Wen's courtier. On the contrary, they asked Zhu Wen to worship them, bow and worship, and obey their words.

This meeting was the first meeting between the two sides, and what Chen Jizhen did was naturally not as shallow as simply giving Ma Wei a face. What he wants is for Zhu Wen to submit and then surrender. In the final analysis, it is a battle for the status of master and slave - in the future, it will be Zhu Wen or the Xianting monks.

When the two met, with Zhu Wen's cultivation knowledge, it was impossible not to see that Chen Jizhen and the two were extraordinary, but his first reaction was not to dismount and salute, but to hold the handle of the knife with his hand, ready to shoot at any time. There is no respect for immortals. But Chen Jizhen was displeased, not because of Zhu Wen's rudeness, but the meaning behind Zhu Wen's rude behavior.

Listening to the meaning of Huang Jingyuan's words now, Zhu Wen is planning to "rather die than give in".

Although Chen Jizhen is the head of the seventy-two earthly evils, his outstanding combat strength is cultivation, and in terms of wisdom and strategy and the ability to recognize people, Huang Jingyuan is much higher than him. The relationship between the two is very similar to that of a chief general and a military advisor. Chen Jizhen rarely doubted Huang Jingyuan's words, and Huang Jingyuan rarely said something wrong.

Zhu Wenning died unyieldingly, which was very unexpected by Chen Jizhen, he said to Huang Jingyuan in a deep voice: "He is a mortal, when he sees my immortal descending into the world, his first reaction is not to be in awe and bow down, but to press the handle of the knife with his hand, ready to shoot at any time, how strange is this?"

Huang Jingyuan remained silent: "Zhu Wen is the master of the people, how can the master of the people be in awe of others? The reason why his first reaction is to press the handle of the knife with his hand is also because he is the master of the people, so he must always take his own thoughtfulness as the first priority. ”

Chen Jizhen was silent for a moment: "He is the lord of man, but the Immortal Court is the lord of heaven and earth, I am waiting for this trip, but I am representing the Daomen Immortal Court! In other words, even if he is the Son of Heaven in the future, but my Daomen Immortal Court is the sky, and he has to listen to us! How can you not get off the horse and bow down to me at this moment?"

Huang Jingyuan smiled bitterly, "We are not Immortal Emperors. ”

This is the truth, Chen Jizhen's face darkened, and his eyebrows were even more angry.

However, although his anger was even greater, the coercion he exerted was still collected in an instant. If he doesn't accept his coercion again, he is afraid that Zhu Wen's personal soldiers will die, and at that time, the two sides, who are already very unhappy when they meet, don't know what kind of contradiction will arise.

If Zhu Wen really didn't care about it, he was crazy, and he didn't join forces with Xianting, Xianting really didn't know who to go to - it was not so simple to find a replacement for Zhu Wen. As a person of luck in troubled times, Zhu Wen himself is not a passerby, but has great luck.

Chen Jizhen received the coercion, Zhu Wen and the others were light, at this time, the soldiers had different postures, some were frightened and some were happy, but more people were angry. They sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and they had to fight hard with Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan, as Zhu Wen's personal soldiers, their courage and loyalty can be seen from this.

Zhu Wen raised his hand and stopped the actions of his own soldiers, and when he didn't see how he reprimanded, everyone obediently accepted the cultivation and turned to reorganize the formation and help his companions.

With the knife in its sheath, Zhu Wen looked at Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan, and suddenly showed a smile that would only come after a big victory, "Two immortals, but you are here to help me Zhu Wen to fight the world?"

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Li Ye slowly opened his eyes, got up, and came outside the tent. The first thing I saw was naturally Su Emei, who took the initiative to stay here, holding a sword in his hand, and acting as a guard for him. Seeing him come out, Su E's eyebrows lit up, and she sensed that Li Ye's cultivation strength had been stabilized and had reached a higher level.

The Holy Son and the Holy Infant and the first class of Nangong couldn't wait for a long time, and when they saw that Li Ye was finally out of the customs, they all gathered around. The Holy Infant was the fastest, but after he arrived, he stopped first, and the old god was wrapping his arms around him, and he looked Li Ye up and down for a long time, and then he said lightly: "The kid is good, the power of cultivation is even more majestic!"

Nangong No. 1 and the Holy Son were very suspicious of the Holy Child's behavior, and the former even directly ridiculed: "A child who has not grown up in hair dares to learn from adults like this, so he is not afraid that your father will whip you?"

The Holy Child was immediately furious, and two fire snakes came out of his nose, "You mortal who doesn't know the height of the sky!

The Holy Son hurriedly added fuel and vinegar: "He has been looking for death, but he has never died, you just fulfill him!"

Li Ye waited for them to gag for a while, and then said: "The Eighteen Arhats have been hit hard, and now is the time when the immortals of the Buddha Domain are weak, we should take advantage of the victory to pursue and take Qinzhou City." The Immortal Court has not made a move, but they will not sit idly by, if my hunch is not bad, they should also come, we need to take precautions early. ”