Fengshen Wendaoxing

As soon as Nezha asked for a fight, the first reaction of all the princes was to look at each other in blank dismay, somewhat astonished.

A bratty brat?

Whose baby is running out.

Although it is said that it is popular for men to reach the age of sixteen, twelve-thirteen is too young.

"Hahaha……"

Before the astonished leader Jiang Wenhuan could reply, the Jingzhou Hou Mengxiong beside him sneered.

"Nonsense, sending a bratty yellow-haired boy into the battle, wouldn't it make the merchant army on the opposite side laugh at my coalition army?"

"Our coalition has hundreds of thousands of powerful generals, so don't we even have a single general to fight today?"

He was tall and tall, with a beard, and his face looked like a majesty of a superior, so he refused on the spot.

Jiang Ziya gave Yang Jian a wink and asked him to go up and persuade Nezha who was about to argue and talk back.

Then went three more.

But still defeated, the result of defeat is death.

It's just that the last person's martial arts is not weak. The two fought 30 moves in a row, and finally they were killed by Feng Lin spewing black smoke and using the secret technique red beads.

On the battlefield, victory means life, and defeat means death.

Lu Chuan could see clearly.

"Kill as much as you can!"

His gaze was cold, Xiqi might not be able to move, but the other princes might not.

He has seen that among these princes, many of them are not weak in martial arts, and they may also fight.

Although the army on the opposite side is three or four times larger than them today, with Zhang Guifang and the four generals of the Mo family, what is there to be afraid of?

First of all, beat these princes away, so that the morale of the army can be improved, and secondly, you can make business with Di Xin.

It's not too late to play with Xiqi slowly.

After choosing to deal with Xiqi, Da Shang really couldn't afford to deal with these princes, but it's another matter if they came by themselves.

Not only was Lu Chuan not angry when he saw them, but he was also very happy when he asked.

It is said that sending goose feathers thousands of miles away is less affectionate, but these people have traveled thousands of miles to give away heads.

These heads can be exchanged for military exploits, land, rewards, beauties for the soldiers on their side...

This is truly a precious gift that cannot be more precious.

"Don't be crazy, I'll meet you!"

At this time, a familiar face appeared in Lu Chuan's sight in the camp of princes and came out of the battle.

"Pioneer Feng Lin, step back and leave this person to me."

Lu Chuan's eyes lit up, he let out a loud cry, and rode out on his horse.

Who is this prince if he is not the man who shot him coldly on the mountain just now?

He spoke harshly.

I originally wanted to say that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, but if you don't believe me, look up...

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Fa.

"Lu Canjun?"

Feng Lin was startled, seeing Lu Chuan who was in battle with strange eyes.

Everyone will no longer doubt Lu Chuan's ability.

But you see that everyone is wearing heavy armor in battle, my lord, you are wearing such thin armor, it seems a bit out of line with the current situation!

Lu Zhi stepped forward and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the bow and arrow."

"We meet again."

Then, Lu Chuan smiled and looked at the aggressive princes in front of him, and said, "Do you remember what I said before?"

He didn't expect that the prince's memory was really good.

"You said you remembered me, God!"

He stepped forward to rein in the horse and sneered, with a chopping knife in his hand.

"Do you feel that the word Tiandao has no beginning or end? Well, in fact, I didn't finish what I said just now."

Lu Chuan said: "What I want to say is: the way of heaven is reincarnation, your arrows are good, do you want to compare them?"

Lu Chuan is a little afraid to use the weapons of Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrow now.

This set of fierce weapons is too powerful, once shot, the opponent will undoubtedly die, but he will also suffer backlash, so it is better not to take it out and use it lightly.

But ordinary people are really not worthy of him using this fierce weapon.

Feng Lin quickly took the bow from the horse, drew out an arrow, put the bowstring on Lu Chuan and sent it out.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan glanced at Feng Lin, the service was very considerate.

"The princes of this road are going to die."

Yang Jian sighed softly, but this is not something he can decide.

He is just a general of Xiqi, no, not even a general, because they don't even have a position.

A few of them can only be regarded as members of the Xiqi faction.

But here today, almost all the princes and heroes of the world gather here.

Others speak softly and naturally, even if they speak, the other party may not listen to him.

Hearing this, the princes of the road shrank their pupils, but since they came out, they naturally refused to show their timidity, and hummed: "The grandson dare not compare!"

Before finishing speaking, he put down the sword and took the bow and arrow, and aimed at Lu Chuan with the bow and arrow.

At this time, the distance between the two was more than ten feet.

"Refreshing, I like this kind of refreshing person the most."

Lu Chuan drew the bow with arrows in his hand little by little until it was full.

In the next moment, the two sent their hands away almost at the same time, and the arrow flew out of the string with a whistling sound.

With a pop in the blink of an eye, an arrow hit the opponent's throat, and blood flowed out.

Of course it couldn't be Lu Chuan's throat. Even the opponent's arrow didn't even approach him by a foot.

The princes on the road stared, raised their hands to cover their throats, there was a sound of "Hehe", and they looked at their own arrows with unwillingness.

His arrow was cut in half by the opponent's arrow in the air.

Soon he fell off his horse and fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

"Good, good, good!"

The merchant army was greatly encouraged, their morale was boosted, and they waved bronze war spears and shouted.

Lu's blood boiled with enthusiasm when he was called out, and his heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help raising his bow and roaring.

"Also~yes~who?"

The faces of the princes on the opposite side were livid, their fists were clenched and their eyes were angry, but no one dared to make a sound.

"Who else?"

Lu Chuan once again yelled at the five hundred princes and hundreds of thousands of allied forces.

Mixed with the morale-raising shouts of the 100,000 merchant troops behind, it seemed even more imposing like a tsunami, unstoppable.

Lu Chuan has always been calm and low-key.

But at this moment, under the cheers of the soldiers, his blood was really boiling and he couldn't stop it, as if another self had been awakened.

How to say that sentence, I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it?

The princes remained silent, watching the other party flaunt their might, completely suppressed.

Hundreds of thousands of coalition troops, several times the number of merchant troops, but at this moment it is like a herd of sheep meeting a pack of wolves.

Yang Jian said in a low voice: "Master Uncle, let me go, if this continues, the alliance of princes will become a joke."

Jiang Ziya said: "What about saving nails?"

Yang Jian said: "My disciple has eight or nine mystical skills to change against the wind, this thing can't hurt me..."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Ziya's pupils suddenly shrank.

After Lu Chuan beckoned, he rode forward slowly, and it was Zhang Guifang who was on the horse.

Jiang Ziya's heart turned cold when he saw it.

Is he coming too?

Lu Chuan, Zhang Guifang, the four generals of the Demon Family...

Jiang Ziya glanced around, who can stop Zhang Guifang's magic except Nezha?

The magical weapons of the four generals of the Demon family are as terrifying as gods and demons, who can stop them?

He managed to facilitate today's alliance of princes to discuss the situation of Yin and Shang, but in the end, it was easily broken by these few people?

Wait a little longer, I'm afraid the princes will be scared away.

At that time, the 100,000 army will have to be dealt with by them, Xiqi. What should we do to maximize the benefits?

Jiang Ziya's mind turned quickly.

Soon, he came to Jiang Wenhuan's side and whispered: "Dong Bohou, these few people are fierce and invincible, that's the only way..."

Jiang Wenhuan nodded solemnly.

"Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Nezha, Jinzha, and Muzha listen to the order and come on!"

"yes!"

There are five people, three riding horses, one riding a unicorn, and one riding a hot wheel.

"Marshal Demon, it's your turn."

Lu Chuan yelled, and the four generals of the Mo family grinned, and strode forward with big strides, like four fierce gods.

"Zhang Zongbing, let me introduce you to the generals on the opposite side. That one, my brother Yang Jian, that one, Nezha, you have met."

Lu Chuan smiled loudly and said, "Those two are called Jin Zha Mu Zha, Nezha's two elder brothers, and Huang Tianhua, an awesome boy riding a unicorn, why don't you say hello to them..."

Jiang Ziya's face darkened suddenly.

Are you trying to annoy me by speaking so loudly?

You said hello, but didn't you want Zhang Guifang's magic to harm people?

Fortunately, I was prepared.

He nodded to Jiang Wenhuan.

"good!"

Zhang Guifang smiled and said, very cooperative.

Those who know me, Lu Canjun!

Lu Chuan felt that he and Zhang Guifang were indeed good partners. If they cooperated, they would be able to rule the world.

Zhang Guifang has the secret technique of dismounting people, and he also knows the names of many characters in the Conferred Gods. Wouldn't such cooperation be perfect?

"kill!"

Seeing Jiang Ziya's signal, Jiang Wenhuan immediately waved his hand, and the army began to charge.

Jiang Ziya found that there was only one way to seal Zhang Guifang's sorcery, and the rush of the army prevented him from calling his name.

Even if he had the chance to speak, with so many generals and soldiers, hundreds of thousands, how many did he know?

I have to say that this piece of old ginger is really spicy enough.

Besides, their army is now two or three times larger than the opponent's, so there's no reason to be afraid?