Besides, Yang Jian and Tuxingsun went to Chu Ying to help in the battle, and the two of them galloped all the way, and finally arrived at the battlefield within ten days.

Fortunately, although the emperor was crazy, he did not have the rampant idea of crushing the million-strong army by himself, and since the sneak attack on that day, he began to sit in the Chinese army and no longer attacked.

In these ten days, the two armies faced each other several times, and Emperor Shakti failed again and again without personally taking action, and he was stronger than Wen Zhong in a brave fight, but if it was about the management of the army, he was far inferior to Wen Zhong in the battlefield duel.

After a few battles of careful victory, Wen Zhong finally recovered the morale of the army from the original battle, but he still couldn't understand what was behind the calculations of a person with a heart like Emperor Shakti.

Knowing that Yang Jian arrived after half a month, Wen Zhong's worries were slightly relieved, although he knew that Yang Jian's combat power was far stronger than his own, but in the face of the Emperor Shakti at the peak of the Nine Heavens, no one dared to win easily.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Wen Zhonggao sat on the platform and led a group of generals to pick up the wind and wash the dust of Yang Jian, and everyone enthusiastically toasted Yang Jian, it seemed that all their hopes were pinned on him.

Yang Jian is his own family knows his own affairs, and now his strength is far beyond his own realm, but if he wants to match the Emperor Shakti, he is really a little behind, but he has never been a reckless blade, since he dares to come here, there is a way to deal with it.

The generals of the Chu State were enthusiastic, and Yang Jian, who had eaten this meal, was a little drunk.

In the middle of the night, the generals finally dispersed, and some guards quickly stepped forward to clean up the mess in the hall and replace it with a table of wine and feast. At this time, in the main hall, only Wen Zhong and Yang Jian remained.

"In the dead of night, you and I don't have to go around in circles, the old man will say it directly if he has something to say. Wen Zhong looked at Yang Jian, when the two of them fought each other in Xiqi for the first time, the sect was in full swing at that time, and he was also beautiful as the first disciple of the third generation, at that time Yang Jian was only a general in Xiqi, even if he was the first disciple of the three generations of expounding the teaching, but he was still waved under the horse by his own neat whip, who would have expected to see each other hundreds of years later, it was the current situation.

Although the two of them are similar in cultivation on the surface, Wen Zhong is on the list of gods, and the best in this life is only comparable to the Golden Immortal Nine Heavens, while Yang Jian is still a genius who is expected to be a quasi-saint of the mixed yuan.

The so-called time is fleeting, and personnel are divided, but that's it.

Yang Jian also remembered some of the original situation at this time, sighed in his heart, and said with a smile: "The master doesn't have to see outside, just say something if you have something." ”

Wen Zhong nodded, looked at Yang Jian solemnly and said, "How sure are you against Emperor Shakti?"

Yang Jian replied calmly: "I'm not sure at all." ”

Wen Zhong was shocked: "Then how dare you come here?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "If you are not an opponent, you won't come? If I don't come, will this little Emperor Shitian still alarm my uncle?"

Seeing that Wen Zhong's face was still shocked, Yang Jian continued: "I already knew about this Emperor Shakti's ability before I came, and I don't think I am an opponent, but since I came here, I must rely on it. ”

"Oh?" Wen Zhong asked, "What do you rely on?"

"My eldest brother's first general, Yuan Hong, has him, and with us, even if we can't win, we will never be defeated. Speaking of Yuan Hong, Yang Jian's eyes couldn't help but show a look of confidence.

According to the eldest brother, Yuan Hong's talent is not below himself, and his fighting skills are several times stronger than his own.

"I wonder when Yuan Hong will come?" Wen Zhong hurriedly asked.

As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly appeared out of thin air in the big tent, turning into a two-meter-long big man with a body length with the wind, it was Yuan Hong.

"You only know how to eat and drink here, but if I hadn't visited the enemy camp at night, you would have had to drink the northwest wind to-morrow. Yuan Hong casually saluted Yang Jian and came to the table.

"When did you come?" Yang Jian asked with some shock.

He didn't notice Yuan Hong's breath just now, if it was a sudden sneak attack by the enemy just now, then ......

As soon as he thought of that picture, Yang Jian didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Just come in. Yuan Hong sat down at the table with a big grin, grabbed a glass of wine and drank it casually, and then said to Yang Jian with a smile: "I just walked to the enemy camp, and found that the opposite military camp was mostly empty at this time, and I thought that the emperor would definitely rob the camp tonight, and now that the general is hangover, and the soldiers are asleep, this killing will get up, tsk......"

Yuan Hong smashed his mouth, but the words he said shocked Wen Zhong into a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted for the herald to rise up.

Yuan Hong took the opportunity to pull Yang Jian: "Do you want to do a big vote?"

"What's the big deal?" Yang Jian asked as he walked out of the tent with Yuan Hong.

"Hehe...... Yuan Hong grinned, "I just found some trace of Emperor Shakti, if it weren't for the fact that I am not an opponent with a weak strength, I would have gone to blow his head with a stick a long time ago." How's it going?"

"Just go straight to it? Yang Jian thought about it and nodded in agreement. Anyway, sooner or later, we have to meet, and we can still take the initiative by sneaking first to attack. ”

The two hit it off, and Yang Jian followed Yuan Hong out of the camp and disappeared into the vast darkness in an instant.

Tonight, the dark clouds cover the moon, the night is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time to kill, around the Chu camp, the dense Western Regions 100 ** team has already surrounded this place, there are 500,000 at a glance, everyone is sharpening their knives, and killing opportunities are everywhere.

Dressed in a blood dragon robe, the Emperor stood in front of the army with a sword, his blood-colored cloak hunting in the wind, and his body was filled with an indescribable meaning.

Shakti never considered himself a genius, so he was stoic and despicable enough. In order to ascend to the throne of the lord of the Rakshasa country, he obviously has the strength of the Nine Heavenly Golden Immortals, but he always endures the ridicule and contempt of many Asura kings, and even if his son is killed, he can only swallow his anger, and he can also resolutely betray the Asura clan with ordinary blood for the sake of the Buddha throne of the Buddha, and send the 100,000 Asura army as bait.

Forbearing, iron-blooded, despicable, unscrupulous, like a mad dog, but with the courage that all mad dogs do not have.

Tonight is the time for him to show his courage.

"This night, I'm going to stain it red with blood. The battle knife in Emperor Shakti's hand was slowly raised, and he pointed to the Chu ** camp in the distance, just waiting for him to give an order, it would turn into a sea of blood.

The scarlet tongue slowly crossed the corners of his lips, and a thick evil aura swept through the eyes of the emperor, and the hanging sword slashed down.

"Kill ......"

The shouting of killing was deafening in an instant, resounding in the sky, and the powerful martial immortal general unfolded his body and pounced out like a tiger descending from a mountain, and behind them, more than 500,000 Western Regions coalition troops held spears and swords, and bravely followed their general and rushed out.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Emperor Shakti's mouth pulled out a cruel arc, and the corners of his mouth silently said: "So much blood, enough for me to refine a blood god son, hahaha, kill, die, it's better to die cleanly, hahahahaha......"