Duke captured Yang Jian again, but still did not block his magical powers. The soldiers stepped forward to tie him up and took him away together with Nezha and Huang Tianhua.

Duke touched his chin, and his eyes flashed: "So weak. Erlang Shen and Nezha are so picky that they are not as good as monkeys in Journey to the West... I just don't know what the level of the Twelve Golden Immortals are."

The sound of killing in the camp was shocking. Duke didn't think much about it. He glanced at the two old men who were so happy that he reached out to slap the head of the Garulu beast. The giant wolf felt something in his heart, and roared, and the four claws were windy towards the army's food and grass. On the way, he met a soldier in Xiqi, either holding his mouth or tearing his claws, plowing out a bloody road, and his silver-white body was stained with blood.

...

The left and right camps guarded by the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain are in danger. Although the four of them have their own abilities and are not afraid of fighting against the generals of Xiqi alone, there are many people in Xiqi.

Everyone who is evil and heretics can be punished is not necessary to talk about the morality of the world, just go side by side!

King Zhou lost his power and had few supporters, and the Shang Dynasty was labeled as a villain. So although the generals of Xiqi rushed forward, it was a bit unauthorized. In fact, he was following the destiny of heaven, eliminating demons and defending the way, and being a righteous man!

The Four Heavenly Kings had no choice but to defeat four hands, and the Xiqi soldiers were ambushed and had no way to retreat at this moment. They followed the principle that the soldiers would win, and they broke through the military formation of the Shang Dynasty without fear of death. The balance of winning and losing was instantly reversed.

Huang Feihu, Jin Zha and Mu Zha defeated Deng Zhong, Zhang Jie, Nangong Shi and other Xiqi generals from the left camp broke through Xinhuan and Tao Rong from the right camp, and the two sides met and took the grain camp of the Shang Dynasty.

The two disciples of Wen Zhong, Ji Li and Yu Qing, were guarding the camp. They could not even compare with the Four Heavenly Lords. How could they block the Xiqi Tiger and Wolf Army? They were surrounded by more than a dozen people. They were knocked off the horse after being left and right, and escaped under the cover of the guards.

The food and grass of the Shang Dynasty army piled up into several small hills. At this moment, it was like a young lady placed in a horse, without any resistance. No matter how many people there were or whether they were people, they could come and go freely at this time.

Huang Feihu and Nangong Shi were not vague and ordered the soldiers to take the torch. There was also Jinzha and Muzha vomited strong winds. The fire took advantage of the wind and ignited the fire in the sky.

"I burned the food and grass of the Shang Dynasty today, and Wen Zhong will inevitably retreat!" Seeing the flames ignited, Xiqi's side applauded.

Suddenly, a violent storm rose out of thin air, and the hurricane crushed past, and sand and stones flew away. The sudden strong wind blew the Xiqi horses backed down one after another, and the soldiers covered their faces with their hands and fell to the ground. Some unlucky guys were directly swept into the sky by the hurricane, and after landing, they broke their tendons and bones.

The flames in the sky were suppressed in the blink of an eye, and even a spark was left behind. The scene suddenly became quiet, and the generals of Xiqi were shocked, and then a strange accompaniment came from his ears.

"legend!"

"The legend is in that unpredictable time and space~~"

"Legend! Legend has it that their ever-changing and different ways can show their magical powers~~"

"Legend! Legend allows time to flow but righteousness is immortal~~"

"Leave us the legend of God..."

Duke closed his eyes and hummed in a tone that everyone could not understand. He sat on the back of the Garulu beast, lifted the spear with one hand, and stepped out of the pile of food and grass. The silver wolf's eyes were red, saliva fell from the ground, and roared in his throat. Every step he took, his momentum was raised one point.

Duke slapped the silver wolf's head with his palm, his eyes opened, and the cold light of the eagle's eyes skyrocketed: "I'm here, who dares to fight me?"

The solemn aura was like a storm, sweeping across the audience in an instant, and the air suddenly became cold.

The people in Xiqi just felt that they had been shaking their throats with their hands, their eyes turned, but they couldn't say a word, and they were soaked in cold sweat behind them.

Ji Li and Yu Qing rode behind Duke. The troops guarding the camp were dispersed and only 300 were gathered to join the army. But even if the situation was so bad, the two of them seemed to have a reassurance when they saw Duke, and thousands of troops were no longer afraid.

"How dare you call yourself a powerful general?" Duke snorted coldly, swept his spear, and entered the Xiqi army alone.

The wolf was walking on the tiger's steps, and the silver giant wolf rolled up a strong wind, killing seven in and seven out of the Xiqi army. The spear was filled with silver light, and hundreds of soldiers were picked up in the air, and there was no decent obstacle wherever they passed.

"Don't be crazy about the demon, Huang Feihu will come to meet you." Huang Feihu shouted loudly, urging the five-colored divine cow, the long pestle in his palm danced into a windmill, and rushed past the remnants and came to Duke in a moment.

"Good come!" Duke praised and drove the giant wolf to meet him.

The spear drew a strange arc and picked Huang Feihu's helmet with one shot. Huang Feihu was frightened. Before he could react, the second shot came again. The tiger's mouth was sore and the long pestle disappeared.

"King Wucheng, the Grand Master is waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me tonight!"

Duke took off Huang Feihu's weapon and raised his hand to grab him. Huang Feihu naturally refused to surrender and took out the sword from his waist and slashed at Duke. There was only a crisp sound, and the sword slashed into Duke's palm, breaking into two pieces. Huang Feihu was also grabbed by Duke's shoulder, and he held the man and armor in the air.

"Generals, save King Wucheng!"

Huang Feihu was captured, and Nangong Shi was the highest among the generals. After shouting, he slapped his horse and killed Duke. More than ten other generals responded, surrounded Duke from all directions, and then... stopped again.

Duke threw Huang Feihu to the ground, and the Garulu beast raised his foot and couldn't move. Jinzha beside him, Muzha attacked with his sword, and Duke took out the gold bricks and knocked them down on the spot.

The soldiers on both sides tied up the three of them and dragged them away. Duke looked at the generals of Xiqi who were stationed around and dared not move forward, and the smile on his face became more and more kind.

"Catch all of you tonight. I want to see what Jiang Ziya has no general to use, what should I do!"

After saying that, one man and one wolf rushed into the formation, and the strong wind swept the fallen leaves. Many generals of Xiqi tried their best, but were shot down one by one and tied up and dragged away.

...

At the gate of the middle camp, Wen Zhong fought against Jiang Ziya. In terms of Taoism and martial arts, Jiang Ziya was not Wen Zhong's opponent, but he had the apricot and yellow flag to protect him, so he was invincible. On the other hand, Wen Zhong had a male and female whip and was proficient in the Five Elements Escape Technique, and it was useless to not break the turtle shell.

The Mo Qilin and the Four are not intersecting, and the two raise whips to fight. Jiang Ziya does not need defense. He hit Wen Zhong on the shoulder. Wen Zhong screamed in pain and threw the male and female whips into a black and white dragon. They are arranged according to Yin and Yang, and they open their mouths and bite them down at Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya sacrificed the magical whip. This whip has 3721 sections, each section has four talisman seals, which specializes in the eight regular gods. The magical whip hits the black dragon's neck, and one blow makes it into two pieces, and another blow hits the white dragon's forehead.

The male and female whips fell to the ground, losing the light of magic weapons. Wen Zhong was shocked and hit the shoulder by the whip of the gods, and fell down the Mo Qilin Earth to escape.

Jiang Ziya originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but there were more and more soldiers from the Shang Dynasty in the gate. Xiqi was at a disadvantage, and a strong attack would only lead to death. At this time, a group of troops came to report that Huang Feihu and Nangong Shi were both killed, and many generals were also captured.

Jiang Ziya shook his body when she heard this, and in a hurry, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and did not dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly ordered the withdrawal of troops.

Suddenly, a black spear shot out from the Shang army, and took the head of Jiang Ziya's neck. The apricot yellow flag spread out, protecting Jiang Ziya's life. Just as he secretly wiped away the sweat from his forehead, the five-colored light brushed over, and the apricot yellow flag disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the divine whip still tightly in his hand.

"Retreat! Withdraw!!!"

Everyone in Xiqi's army and horses were in danger, and they fled in the darkness. The defeated army was terrible. The Shang army chased and killed Xiqi, killing one side until the city wall, and then they called the gold to withdraw their troops.

The army slowly retreated, and Jiang Ziya stood on the city wall, silently looking at the whip in his hand. In the past, he should have had several generals guarding him, but now he can't even find a ghost.

A bird cries fell, and a big roc appeared in the dark night, rolling down beside Jiang Ziya, and his body changed. It was Yang Jian.

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed, but fortunately there was another one, otherwise she would become the commander of the bare hands. The two of them asked and answered questions and answered each other, and Yang Jian explained the details of the night battle, while Jiang Ziya bowed her head and said nothing.

"Prime Minister, I don't know where that Taoist man came from. No one is his opponent in martial arts. King Wucheng was under him, and he could not do anything about his three moves. He rushed forward and fell off the horse one by one..." Yang Jian was still scared: "What's even more terrifying is that he has an indestructible body, and his Taoist skills are also first-class and powerful. We are far inferior to him."

Jiang Ziya sighed, it was not just powerful, it was simply powerful. He had no chance to see his Sibuxiang and Xinghuang Banner. It was a blessing to be able to escape tonight.

"This Taoist is so powerful, I have to go to Yuxu Palace to report to the teacher and ask him about his feet!" Jiang Ziya thought to himself that he could not do anything to Duke, so he had to sacrifice the strongest magic weapon... and called for someone.
Chapter completed!