Chapter 846

Yang Ren just holds five fire and seven bird fans. With one fan, the fire light from all over the sky comes towards Hong Jin.

Although Hong Jin is conceited, he can't let himself die like this. He immediately uses a soap flag and a white flag to make a space for the flag gate, which is separated from the inside and outside. When the magician enters the gate, he can be invisible. When the enemy enters, he can't see anyone, but the magician can see the enemy clearly, so he can take the opportunity to approach and attack the enemy directly.

Yang Ren sees Hong Jin's figure and doesn't know where he is going. He is suspicious, but he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Hong Jin was born as a left-wing Warlock. He clipped the horse and jumped out of the circle. He poked a soap flag down and put a knife up. The flag turned into a gate. Hong Jinlian people led the horse into the gate.

That Hong Jin is already invisible close to him, his eyes are standing in front, can't see the situation behind, that Hong Jin picked up Yanyue knife, is toward the Yang Ren behind split.

Yang Ren was hit by this attack and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He turned his head and let out a white light with God's eye to break Hong Jin's invisibility, which made him stagger a few steps.

It's just that he was injured more seriously than Hong Jin. After a few steps, he still fell to the ground. Hong Jin quickly made his strength stronger, only to make his strength feel ridiculous.

It's ridiculous. It's such a bad thing. The only way is to make yourself stronger.

Yang Ren was quickly killed by Hong Jin, and the Shang soldiers in the city were immediately jubilant and loud.

Hong Jin is also very satisfied, but he thinks highly of himself. Naturally, he thinks that all the cheers are for himself, and the glory belongs to him.

Fang Tianxing said a few words to Wen Zhong. Wen Zhong immediately said, "General Hong, you are very tired. Take a rest and let others fight. Let's raise our reputation as a big businessman."

Hong Jin is a little dissatisfied, but he still takes orders to return to the city. Fang Tianxing is also relieved. Hong Jin's martial arts are ordinary. If he didn't meet a civil servant like Yang Ren, he would be very difficult to make contributions. If he was defeated later, he would be disgraced.

Jiang Ziya seems to have found this point, but Hong Jin has gone back. Now another general is coming out. He is a general Fenglin who sat down by Zhang Guifang.

This Fenglin is not well-known. He doesn't know what skills he has, and he doesn't dare to fight easily.

At this time, uncle Ji Qian, the twelfth of the hundred sons of Jichang, King Wen of Zhou Dynasty, was the younger brother of boyikao and King Wu, Jifa. He was impatient and had excellent martial arts skills. He was good at using a long gun.

He asked Jiang Ziya for help. He was the son of the Lord, so he couldn't be allowed to play easily. But he insisted on going. Jiang Ziya could only persuade him to be careful and let him fight.

What a ridiculous thing this is. When the pioneer Guan Fenglin saw that uncle Ji Qian was coming to fight, he was a prince and noble. His ability was just ordinary. He regarded himself as a soft persimmon. It was a bit foolish to rely on himself to make contributions.

Ji Shuqian took the lead in the battle. A steel gun appeared and disappeared. Fenglin used a short mace. He couldn't stand it and turned around.

Fenglin also laments that his opponent's martial arts are much better than he imagined, but that's not enough.

Ji Shuqian chases after him. Unexpectedly, Fenglin opens his mouth and spits out a black smoke. There are red beads hidden in the smoke. One of them knocks Ji Shuqian off his horse. Fenglin catches up with him and kills him.

Jiang Ziya was naturally annoyed when the Lord's son died. Although Jichang had more than 100 sons, it was OK to die one or two of them, but he knew that he had to express something, otherwise he would be talked about.

"Nezha, go on the stage, kill the man and avenge Ji Shuqian." Jiang Ziya said to Nezha.

Nezha naturally took orders to fight. What a ridiculous thing it was. Fenglin soon saw Nezha appear in front of his eyes on the wheel of wind and fire. He was a little wary, but he still had the courage to stay.

"Who are you, to avenge that man?" Fenglin said quickly.

"You don't deserve to know my name!" Nezha didn't want to talk to him more. He just carried a sharp spear and rushed to Fenglin. Fenglin soon blocked Nezha's attack with his own weapons.

The wind forest is really a bag of grass. After a few moments, it retreats and wants to escape. Nezha naturally pursues it, so the wind forest does the same thing again, spitting out a red bead to Nezha.

With a sneer, Nezha showed his real body with three heads and six arms. The gold brick in his hand hit the red bead and broke it.

The magic weapon of the wind forest was destroyed. Naturally, he was ready to run away. Unfortunately, Nezha didn't give him the chance, and he was wounded by Nezha in the circle of heaven and earth. His tendon was broken and he was defeated.

Such things are not so happy, only such things are broken by people, which makes people feel ridiculous.

It's normal for Fenglin to die in Nezha's hands. However, as his leader, Zhang Guifang also plans to deal with Nezha. Fang Tianxing stops him and says to him, "you can only die."

Naturally, Zhang Guifang didn't believe it. She was confident in her own strength. That child was her opponent.

"This lotus incarnation of Nezha has no soul and soul. Your moves have no effect on him. You have no chance of winning against him." Fang Tianxing said frankly.

Zhang Guifang believed for a few minutes. Fang Tianxing said to Wen Zhong quickly, "I recommend myself to fight against Nezha."

Wen Zhong nodded and said, "OK, it's up to you. Just be careful."

Soon Fang Tianxing came to the field. He saw Nezha standing in the air with the wind and fire wheel. When he saw Fang Tianxing coming, he said to him, "who are you and what skills do you have? Dashang sent you to fight against me."

"I don't have any skills, but I can be self-improvement with humanity, self-reliance in the world, fear of heaven, power, ghosts, peace and happiness." Fang Tianxing said naturally.

Nezha disdained to say: "the ability is not big, the tone is not small, see you can eat my several guns."

After that, he came to Fang Tianxing with his firetip gun. Fang Tianxing also took out his own weapon. It was a peach wood sword. It didn't dominate Nezha's firetip gun. After a few collisions, it was a fire and soon became a piece of burnt wood.

Nezha set foot on the point of fire and wanted Fang Tianxing to be the leader. What a ridiculous thing it was. Fang Tianxing quickly took out a huge gold hoop.

It didn't seem to be a magic weapon for attack, nor was it magical. Of course, Nezha didn't pay attention to this kind of thing. Fang Tianxing framed Nezha's firetip gun with a gold hoop, shook the firetip gun to the ground, and then put the gold hoop on Nezha's head.