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Chapter 413 Kong Xuan’s five-color divine light
Chapter 413 Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light
Jiang Ziya led the Xiqi army forward.
As the saying goes, a happy occasion makes one feel refreshed. Jiang Ziya, who originally had a full head of white hair, now looked radiant and healthy as the spring breeze touched his face.
He stroked his beard and greeted them:
"Young friend, please come down quickly. This humble Taoist priest is hosting a banquet at Sishui Pass today."
After finishing his sentence, Jiang Ziya didn't forget the woman beside Yang Jiao, and generously said:
"Fellow Daoist Mosquito is here too. You've been gone for many days, and I haven't forgotten to take it from the Four-Unlikes for a single day."
He didn't say exactly what he wanted, but Mosquito Taoist understood immediately.
He instantly forgot about Yang Jiao pushing him and said to her, "Jiang Ziya is a good person."
During a time of peace and harmony,
suddenly!
The banner of the Shang Dynasty was raised amidst the strange rocks and peaks of Jinji Ridge.
"Charge!"
"kill!"
The Shang army, which had been lying in ambush from all sides, charged down with their swords drawn, their morale at its peak.
Jiang Ziya had long suspected that there would be an ambush at Jinji Ridge, and calmly commanded, "Break through this pass and we'll be in Shang territory! Men of Xiqi, charge!"
The morale of the Xiqi army was also high.
They clashed with Huang Feihu's army.
Before the battle, it was agreed that Taoists were not allowed to participate in battles between mortals. Deng Chanyu watched as her father, Deng Jiugong, led his troops out. Because she had cultivated Taoism and learned magic, she simply rode her horse behind Jiang Ziya and watched without moving.
While others were only concerned with the outcome of the battle, Nezha and Yang Jian both looked in the same direction.
On the giant rooster rock of Jinji Ridge, stood a man dressed in the uniform of a general.
The two had excellent eyesight and could clearly see a brightly colored corner of clothing peeking out from under the armor as the wind blew.
Nezha frowns:
Who is that in the flowery dress?
Yang Jian became serious:
"His aura is so strong."
Yang Jiao is a person from the Heavenly Court and must remain neutral. How can she openly go easy on her younger brother?
So he covered his mouth, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself, but the sound came clearly through his fingers:
"Is it strong? I don't know how strong a Quasi-Saint's cultivation is."
"Who is this? I don't recognize it, I don't know where this peacock is from."
Yang Jian lowered his head, suppressing his laughter.
His sister told him in advance so he wouldn't get beaten up as much.
Nezha exclaimed "Ah!" and pressed on, "You're saying this person is Kong... um!"
Before he could finish saying his name, Yang Jian covered his mouth, pulled him in front of him, and their sharp eyes met.
Yang Jian winked at him warningly.
Nezha awkwardly patted the back of his hand, and understood.
Quasi-Saint...
His gaze drifted into the distance, looking at the figure that was faintly visible among the clouds and mist, and he fell silent.
On the Xiqi side, the most powerful Daoist Ran Deng is only a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
He was still chased and beaten by Zhao Gongming, and even lost his mount.
Today, it seems that Jinji Ridge will be difficult to cross.
Standing atop the rooster, Kong Xuan did not deliberately unleash his power; he simply stood there, observing the battle with the air of a mortal general.
Seeing that the morale of the Xiqi side had been somewhat dampened, Jiang Ziya hurriedly summoned Hong Jin and gave him instructions:
“You were once a disciple of the Jie Sect, you wield the Crescent Blade and the Flag Gate Shield, and you brought that general back down. So these guys are no match for you.”
Hong Jin accepted the order and bowed respectfully.
"Yes."
Yang Jiao looked at him; although he had a handsome appearance, his memory was not deep.
Yang Jian explained:
"This was the former garrison commander of Sanshan Pass, who followed Deng Jiugong to surrender to the Zhou Dynasty."
Yang Jiao nodded.
Hong Jin had practiced in the Jie Sect and was extremely skilled in the Five Elements Escape Technique. He first used earth escape to get behind Kong Xuan, then suddenly appeared and raised his crescent blade directly at Kong Xuan's head.
He only thought about taking the head of the enemy general and making a great contribution.
He moved swiftly, and even Jiang Ziya thought he was bound to succeed.
A flash of yellow light appeared.
It dazzled everyone.
As soon as the light faded, Yang Jiao saw that Hong Jin, who looked like a handsome young man, had been trampled under Kong Xuan's feet.
Kong Xuan remained in the same position, still standing on the rooster-shaped boulder, overlooking the entire battle.
There was only an inverted crescent blade on the ground, and a person standing at his feet.
Jiang Ziya was startled.
"Hong Jin was defeated so quickly? Then this person must be a powerful immortal."
With a stern face, Jiang Ziya unleashed the God-Slaying Whip bestowed upon him by his master, Yuanshi Tianzun.
Aside from being caught by the quasi-saint Lady Yunxiao, this divine whip has never been defeated.
He looked on with expectation.
suddenly,
Another flash of red light appeared.
As he rubbed his eyes, the God-Slaying Whip had already fallen to Kong Xuan's feet.
Kong Xuan looked at Jiang Ziya and said:
“I did not use magic to deceive you, but you attacked me with a magic weapon. Since you attacked first, then it is a battle of magic between Taoists.”
He finished speaking.
He simply raised his hand and flicked his finger towards Jiang Ziya's direction.
A beam of light came straight at us.
sieve--
Nezha pursed his lips and slowly said:
"Uncle-Master Ziya... has died again."
Just as Jiang Ziya's soul floated out, the Taoist Ran Deng, amidst the clouds and mist, waved his whisk and sent his soul back into his body.
Nezha clicked his tongue and said again:
"Uncle-Master Ziya... is alive again."
Yang Jiao was both amused and exasperated, and looked at Nezha, asking:
Why do you keep staring at Jiang Ziya?
Every time Jiang Ziya dies, it is Nezha who announces it.
Nezha smiled slyly, seeking approval, and pointed at Jiang Ziya's actions as he got up, asking:
"Don't you all find Uncle-Master Ziya quite interesting? His life-and-death struggles are hilarious."
Yang Jiao, who hadn't found it interesting at first, couldn't hold back when she heard the words "dying and coming back to life".
During Jiang Ziya's investiture of the gods, seven people died!
How can it not be considered a matter of life and death?
Yang Jian wasn't joking around. He pulled Nezha closer and closer to Yang Jiao as they talked, and said in a deep voice:
"It's our turn."
"Hey hey hey hey." Nezha's shoulder was restrained by Yang Jian, and before he could finish speaking, Yang Jian pulled him to the side: "Your sister already said he's a quasi-saint, do we really need to go and get beaten up?"
Yang Jian glanced at him: "You have to go even if you're pretending to get beaten up."
"I'm so annoyed by all this pretentious stuff," Nezha said, growing irritated.
Jiang Ziya stood up and realized just how formidable the general guarding Jinji Ridge was.
Even from such a great distance, he could kill someone with the flick of his wrist, and the God-Slaying Whip was stripped of its divine power, which is enough to show how high his skill and how strong his cultivation is.
It is impossible for one person to subdue him.
Therefore, Jiang Ziya hurriedly devised a strategy. He initially intended to send several outstanding disciples of the Chan Sect to lead the troops in a breakout, but he couldn't bear to see these third-generation disciples burdened with karma, so he abandoned this best way to break the deadlock.
He instructed them:
"Nezha, you're fast, attack his left side."
"Yang Jian, you possess the Eight or Nine Arcane Arts, so you can face him head-on."
"Lei Zhenzi, fly behind him and launch a sneak attack."
"Tianhua, your strength is lower than your senior brother Nezha. Restrain his right hand and buy more time for your senior brother."
The four men bowed their heads.
Lei Zhenzi flew away with a whoosh, followed closely by the other three.
As those large wings passed by Yang Jiao, they didn't forget to wave hello:
"Sister, look at me, all those guys are just wielding weapons, I only have wings."
Lei Zhenzi was afraid that his weapon would stick to his hand and be snatched away by the mysterious general who suddenly appeared, so he didn't even take the Wind and Thunder Staff.
He didn't forget to show off his supposedly clever tricks in front of Yang Jiao.
Yang Jiao: "I hope Lei Zhenzi can always be confident."
Following Jiang Ziya's instructions, the four surrounded Kong Xuan from all directions. Even though Yang Jian and Nezha already knew he was a quasi-saint, they were all top-tier magic weapons and not weak themselves. Even if they couldn't defeat him, they could hold out for a quarter of an hour... right?
Yang Jian hadn't finished thinking.
He saw the yellow light rise again, and he quickly used the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to defend against it.
Opening his eyes again, Lei Zhenzi was already being trampled under Kong Xuan's left foot. He looked up and shouted at him with great resentment:
"Senior brother, even without a magic weapon, you'll still get eliminated."
He only saw a flash of yellow light, then a heavy weight behind him—he had been stepped on.
After Lei Zhenzi finished speaking, he folded his wings and hid his face.
He had just told Yang Jiao to keep a close eye on him, and now he just hoped she hadn't seen anything.