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The border between the Tang Dynasty and the northern border countries, the armies of the two sides have waged countless battles here, and fierce battles have been fought day and night.

Although the people of the northern border countries believe in vegetarian Buddhism, they are not vegetarian at all when they fight, and the strong physique exercised in the bitter cold land of the north ranks first among the three countries, and both the hard-working temperament and the courage surpass the people of the other two countries.

The Great Song Dynasty governed the military with literature, and the civil officials were more important than the military generals, so they could only be trapped in Luomeng Pass, but the Tang Dynasty has always run through Li Shimin's way of governing the country, even if it has experienced the problems caused by the Anshi Rebellion, it still has not changed its original intention, and it is still like this, so it is in the middle of the Three Kingdoms, and it can compete with the border countries in the Changxia.

Especially with the addition of the two fierce generals, Yang Jian and Nezha, the two former generals of the Western Zhou Dynasty, are like two strongmen who have entered the army of the Tang Dynasty, and the two former first generals and second generals of the Heavenly Court are completely two grades from ordinary immortals who can only cultivate and exhale.

Yang Jian, a super commander with both civil and military skills, easily stabilized the battle situation with Nezha, and single-handedly rushed into the army of the border country, killing the leader of the Yaksha of Buddhism, which boosted the morale of the entire army.

Long Yunfeng and Ling'er disguised their appearance and mana a little and then mixed into the army of the Tang Dynasty, and the tripartite hegemony, such as this kind of free casual cultivation and the like, is basically fragrant and sweet, and all parties do not refuse.

Long Yunfeng and Ling'er showed the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the general who entertained them welcomed the two of them in.

Long Yunfeng and Ling'er, the cultivation of the two Taiyi Golden Immortals, said that they were not high or low in these loose cultivations, so no one came up to provoke Liwei, and no one came up to greet them.

lived in the camp tent arranged by the officer, no one disturbed them, and Long Yunfeng and Ling'er were at ease.

"Brother Yunfeng, are we going to find Senior Brother Yang Jian and Senior Brother Nezha?" Ling'er asked prettyly, speaking of which, she is also the third generation of the Sect Sect Root Zheng Miao Hong, but she has been staying in the Dongsheng Dragon Palace, and subconsciously no one regards her as a person who explains the teachings, but more as a person from the Dongsheng Dragon Court.

"Don't worry, the fisherman who watches the show is always the last to appear, and we will ruin the feeling when we go out. "Long Yunfeng Dao, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, expounding Buddhism dog bites dog hair, if he is exposed, he will cause a commotion, if he does not go in, silently watching the play is the king.

"Oh. Ling'er nodded obediently, among so many girls, she was the most well-behaved, and she had hardly violated Long Yunfeng's words.

Long Yunfeng smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that the entire earth was shaking, and the mortal soldiers in the camp were all shaking, relying on the guns in their hands to support the ground.

In the commander's tent, Yang Jian, who was dressed in military uniform, walked out of the camp tent with a three-pointed two-edged knife, and the third eye standing on his forehead opened, shooting out a dazzling divine light, and he saw a vicious-looking Dharma Protector God in mid-air holding a huge demon-slaying pestle and smashing down.

"Look for death!" Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and the three-pointed two-edged knife swung into the air, and the sharp blade shook the descending demon pestle, and the demon pestle suddenly retreated back, and the body of the Dharma Protector Heavenly God in mid-air shook, obviously not an opponent.

"Veto. Long Yunfeng also looked at the sky, looking at the Dharma Protector God in the air with disdain.

Wei Tuo's real name is Wei Hu, and he was the apprentice of Dao Xing Tianzun, one of the twelve golden immortals who originally expounded the teachings, but when he led the people to apostasy with the lamp, he also ran away with the lamp, but obviously, the days without the master are not easy to mix, unlike Jin Zha and Mu Zha, who are covered by the master, so one follows Rulai, the most high-end boss, as a secretary, and the other follows Guanyin, the most famous Bodhisattva, as a secretary, but as a protector of the Dharma, especially after the burning of the lamp and the fear of leaving a grandson to fall one after another, the status is even worse.

"Wei Hu!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, as if gold and iron were resonating, and the dark color robe flew behind him, like a sacred and invincible god of war, which made people dare not look directly.

"Yang Jian. Not to be outdone, Wei Hu said coldly, Yang Jian has not been out of Dongsheng Divine Continent for more than 500 years, and he has been fighting with the strong men of Dongsheng Divine Continent, so his reputation is even weaker than back then, and Wei Hu even dares to provoke.

"Apostate, be punished!" Yang Jian said coldly, as if he disdained to talk to Wei Hu too much, the three-pointed two-edged knife was thrown out with the power of Wan Jun, and the sharp three-pointed two-edged knife was cut down, and before he could reach his body, Wei Hu felt that his body was cold, and then he knew how big the gap between himself and Yang Jian was, and hurriedly smashed out his demon pestle.

Yang Jian's gaze did not change in the slightest, nor did the slashing sword change in the slightest, as fast as a frightening sound, there was a crisp sound, and the golden glow of the vast demon pestle actually shattered under Wei Hu's incredible gaze, turning into a little golden light.

With Yang Jian's current strength, even Wei Hu's master Dao Xingtian Respect New Resurrection can't be compared, let alone him?

Even Long Yunfeng was a little emotional, although Yang Jian's growth was not as good as him, he was definitely a legend.

After smashing the demon pestle, the blade that was as cold as water fell without the slightest slowdown, although it did not hit, but under this knife, Wei Hu had lost the confidence to resist.

At the last moment when the sword light fell, a golden Seven Treasure Golden Lotus suddenly floated between the sword light and Wei Hu, and the sword light fell and slashed on the Seven Treasure Golden Lotus, and the Seven Treasure Golden Lotus Golden Light flashed slightly, and then the sword light was canceled out.

Wei Hu, who had escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Manjushri and Puxian Bodhisattva floating from afar, his face showed a look of sincere joy, and he said excitedly: "Two Bodhisattvas save lives." ”

Yang Jian put away the three-pointed two-edged knife, and stared coldly at the Manjushri Bodhisattva and the Puxian Bodhisattva on the auspicious clouds, since these two people are here, then Wei Hu has no value for him to see.

"Shameless people, do you dare to come to my Datang military camp, aren't you afraid of being robbed and turning into ashes?" A majestic shout came, and a majestic and righteous Lingbao archmage flew into the sky, immortal wind and bones, outstanding.

"Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the little mage of Lingbao. Fuxian Bodhisattva smiled contemptuously, the former Kunlun Twelve Golden Immortals, now they will die or apostasy, and they have long fallen apart, but in addition to the dead Qingxu Moral True Monarch, Dao Xing Tianzun and Fear of Liusun, the rest is the weakest Lingbao, and has not yet broken through the seventh layer of Daluo, even Yang Jian and Nezha are inferior.

"You!" Lingbao Archmage's face changed, and a square seal in his hand smashed out, and the sound of a dragon and a tiger roaring came from the square seal, as if a mountain was pressing down.

However, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Fuxian Bodhisattva were still sarcastic, and they didn't even bother to move their brows, and Fuxian Bodhisattva took the ordinary fairy sword and drew it out casually, and the dragon and tiger seal was shocked back, and at the same time, a silver rope shot towards the Lingbao archmage like a long rainbow.

Lingbao Archmage's face changed, Changhong Suo is one of the famous magic weapons of Fuxian Bodhisattva, with his cultivation, he really can't dodge, at this time Yang Jian snorted coldly, the third eye between his foreheads opened, and a divine light shot out and bombarded Changhong Suo.

Changhong Suo flew back to the hands of Fuxian Bodhisattva with a sad scream, Fuxian Bodhisattva's face was not good, and at the same time revealed a bit of jealousy, when the gods were in battle thousands of years ago, Yang Jian was the third generation of disciples who were closest to the twelve golden immortals, and now they were comparable to them.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end. Yang Jian jumped out.