"Third brother!" Yang Sen lost his composure and shouted. He had no idea what was happening.
This was the first time Yang Jian used the Deity Striking Whip. Moreover, he used eighty percent of his incarnation's power of primordial spirit to activate it. The power of primordial spirit would be consumed, but it could also allow the fake body to slowly recover. It was different from the techniques of Xuanqi and the Xuan Gang, which required the physical body to be condensed.
He never imagined that it would be this powerful.
Gao Youqian's figure suddenly exploded with thousands of golden lights. A strand of primordial spirit floated into Xi Qi City. He raised his head and roared, letting out his final cry.
"I'm not willing!"
Yang Jian opened his left hand, and the Deity Striking Whip flew back into his hand. He also felt a wave of weakness.
The consumption of eighty percent of the power of primordial spirit was indeed a little unbearable for him. However, this result was sufficient to shock others.
As expected, Zhang Guifang's legs were already trembling after witnessing two Daira Jinxian's deaths. She was trembling in fear, and thoughts of retreating emerged in her heart.
Yang Sen pounced towards Yang Jian without caring about anything else. Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin stood in front of Yang Jian to block him. Their expressions were extremely unfriendly.
"Who dares to harm my senior brother!"
Nezha shouted loudly. His Wind-Fire Wheels descended from the sky and blocked Yang Sen!
In the sky, the youth, who was Jinzha, instantly smiled bitterly when he saw this. He stood there speechlessly.
Li Xingba turned his head and glared at Jinzha. The latter subconsciously shrunk his neck and didn't care about his demeanor anymore. He recalled Hidden Longzhuang and descended towards the Zhou Army's base.
His master, Manjusri, never showed himself.
Nezha blocked Yang Sen and Li Xingba. He activated his Three Heads and Six Arms simultaneously. He wasn't afraid of fighting against the many of them. He fought against the two who were already enraged.
Jinzha dragged the Invisible Dragon Rod over and searched for an opportunity. Not long later, he found Yang Sen's flaw and threw the Invisible Dragon Rod out!
The golden rings shone, and the universe froze!
Yang Sen was caught off guard and was trapped by the three golden rings of the Invisible Dragon Rod. Nezha frowned, but he didn't take advantage of the situation to bully Li Xingba. Instead, he attacked Li Xingba ferociously.
Jinzha subconsciously looked at Yang Jian. Seeing that Yang Jian's expression was normal, he heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately moved forward and swung his knife again.
Poor Yang Sen. His mana and skills were also killed by Jinzha in the Invisible Dragon Rod. His countless years of hard work were all in vain.
Another wisp of primordial spirit entered Xi Qi City.
The Godly Investiture Board was rather miraculous. It was carried by Yang Jian, yet it was able to ignore all the formations that Ao Xinke had set up and directly absorb the soul into it. Moreover, it was soundless and didn't alarm Yang Jian at all.
Nezha snorted coldly. Clearly, he was dissatisfied with Jinzha's sneak attack. The Fire-tipped Spear emitted rays of fiery light and engulfed Li Xingba, who was grieving.
Jinzha knew when to stop. He kept the Invisible Dragon Rod and stood in the sky with his treasured sword, watching Nezha heavily injuring Li Xingba.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Li Xingba's heart was filled with hatred. He only wanted to escape. Whether it was to find helpers or cultivate diligently, he had to take revenge for his three brothers!
After throwing out the Earth Splitting Pearl, Li Xingba roared as if he was going to attack Nezha.
Nezha wasn't afraid at all. He raised his spear and fought. However, Li Xingba suddenly turned around and turned into a stream of light. He executed his escape technique and escaped far away.
Nezha missed his attack and wanted to chase after him with his Firestorm Wheels.
Yang Jian said, "Junior brother, come back. Someone will take his life. The army will move out. The one who takes Zhang Guifang's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold! "
"Yes!" The generals of the Great Zhou Army answered in unison. The army moved out with Huang Feihu at the front.
How would Zhang Guifang dare to continue fighting? Out of the four Daira Jinxian, three died and one escaped. As a half-baked expert, it was better for him to escape.
The Shang army sounded the gongs, and the army didn't even fight. Instead, they started fleeing in all directions.
Nezha rushed forward and pounced towards Zhang Guifang. Huang Feihu raised his long blade and chased after the generals of the Shang army.
If two sides clashed, it would be a huge battle. If one side chased, it would only be a massacre.
Yang Jian ordered that those who surrendered wouldn't be killed. As a result, large numbers of Shang soldiers knelt down with their hands on their heads, not resisting at all.
At the side, Jinzha walked forward and bowed towards Yang Jian. He said, "Greetings, senior brother. My name is Jinzha. I've been cultivating in the Five Dragon Mountains until now. Under the orders of my master, Manjusri Heavenly Lord Guang Fa, I'm here to assist senior brother in suppressing the Daoless Ruler!"
"Yes, Junior Brother Jinzha has worked hard," Yang Jian replied with a smile, "Rest for now. When our army returns to the capital with victory, I will definitely report to Junior Brother about your contributions and make you a general."
Jinzha heaved a sigh of relief, but he felt that he could not raise his head in front of Yang Jian. He smiled awkwardly in his heart. It was probably because Yang Jian's performance had exceeded his expectations.
The matter of Yang Jian and Manjusri's discord had long been spread in the Primordial World.
In the outer void, Yang Jian had saved Zhao Gongming from Manjusri Heavenly Lord Guang Fa and Daoist Lu Ya. In the Jade Void Palace, Yang Jian and Manjusri were engaged in a battle of words. They made Manjusri speechless and he even obtained many benefits.
Jinzha was Manjusri's disciple. Although he admired Yang Jian and felt that Yang Jian, his senior brother of the same generation, was not inferior to those mighty figures who had cultivated from ancient times.
His combat strength and willpower were quite legendary.
In the distance, Nezha knocked Zhang Guifang off his horse and cut off his head with his Fire-tipped Spear.
The commander of the Azure Dragon Pass, who Wen Zhong had placed high hopes on, died in Nezha's hands. As usual, a wisp of his essence soul flew into the underground of Xi Qi City and entered the God roll.
After fighting for half a day, the Zhou Army chased for 50 kilometers and captured and killed 100,000 enemies. They killed the general Zhang Guifang and the cultivators who helped the Shang Dynasty, Wang Mo, Yang Sen, and Gao Youqian. The results of the battle were outstanding.
Yang Jian sent someone to send a letter to Xi Qi, saying that they had won a great victory. King Wu was excited and entered the army camp. When the army returned, they would reward them based on their merits and hold a banquet in the army.
Yang Jian led Jinzha forward and arrived in front of King Wu. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you have a talented person to help you. You are still my junior brother."
"Oh?" King Wu stood up to welcome him. Jinzha cupped his hands and introduced himself.
King Wu was immediately overjoyed. He made Jinzha a general in the army and let Yang Jian decide the specific position himself.
Jinzha accepted the order and left. Although he felt that he was not valued too much, he had finally completed his master's orders. He saw Nezha sitting in a corner in a daze and walked over.
"Prime Minister, how about sitting with me?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, but the etiquette between a ruler and a minister cannot be overstepped. I will sit below Your Majesty and listen to Your Majesty's instructions." Yang Jian sat on the left side of King Wu. A guard hurriedly moved a short table and a maid served wine and delicacies.
The ruler and his minister drank together. King Wu was in a good mood. He felt that with Yang Jian by his side, there would be no worries in Xi Qi and no calamity in Zhou.
"Prime Minister," King Wu said, "I have a total of 98 brothers. Big Brother died tragically in Chaoge City. I will not live under the same sky as that Di Xin!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This matter needs to be planned slowly and not rushed."
"Prime Minister, you are right." King Wu sighed and said, "My other brothers are all of the same mind as me. Dozens of them are also skilled in archery and horses. They are quite good at fighting. Why don't we let them be small officials in the army?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are the king. Why do you have to tell me about this? Just give the order to reward them."
Ji Fa sighed and said, "The career of an emperor in the human world is inferior to that of an immortal. Only now do I understand why the late king asked me to respect the Prime Minister more. The world outside the mortal world is really something I can't see. "
"Your Majesty, did you see the immortals fighting in the city?"
"That's right."
Yang Jian lowered his eyes and said softly, "Those who have appeared now are not experts. On our side, only two junior brothers and I have appeared. Perhaps another one will come later. As for Jie School, which supports the Shang Dynasty, only a few unimportant disciples have come. "
King Wu frowned and nodded. He asked, "Prime Minister, what if the immortals fight and implicate the people in the city?"
"Your Majesty, don't worry. The immortals of the Dao Sect will not kill the innocent. If there are evil demons taking the opportunity to poison living beings, the disciples of the Dao Sect will naturally kill them."
King Wu heaved a sigh of relief. He chatted with Yang Jian about everything under the sun, and the two of them could be considered to be happy and harmonious.
In the corner, Jinzha walked in front of Nezha and smiled. "Third Brother, how have you been?"
Nezha's smile was a little awkward. He stood up and cupped his hands. "Brother, how are you?"
"We're just cultivating in the mountains." Jinzha shook his head and said, "Your Second Brother and I have heard from Master about Third Brother. You have suffered a lot. At that time, Second Brother and I had yet to learn and could not go down the mountain to help. Now that I think about it, I can't bear it."
Nezha waved his hand casually. "Let's not talk about that. It's all in the past. Brother, sit down and talk. "
Jinzha sat down and was still elegant and calm. The two brothers really had nothing to talk about, so they began to talk about Taoism.
Soon, under Nezha's curious gaze, Jinzha took out the Invisible Dragon Rod and turned it into the size of a palm. He played with it with Nezha.
Nezha was having fun, so he asked Jinzha to tie him up and see if he could break free.
Jinzha did as he was told. Nezha jumped up and the Invisible Dragon Rod slowly grew bigger, attracting many gazes.
"I'm going to trap it."
Nezha raised his hands. "Come on!"
Jinzha immediately made a handprint and activated the Invisible Dragon Rod. Three golden lights flew out from the Invisible Dragon Rod and trapped Nezha in them.
Nezha began to struggle free, but he felt that his magic power was not listening to him. He could not even use one-tenth of his usual strength with the Lotus Treasure Body.
Jinzha smiled and said, "This treasure was passed down to me by Master. It's quite magical."
"I really can't untie it … Hmm, let me try again! Ha! "
The three heads and six arms reappeared, and Nezha began to shake his body. The Invisible Dragon Rod swayed left and right with him, and the golden light swayed, as if it was really going to break free.
Suddenly, he heard an anxious shout above his head, "Brother! Why are you trapping Third Brother!?! "
Before he finished speaking, another young man in a Daoist robe jumped into the Zhou Army's camp. He was holding a bloody bag in his hand and carrying a long sword on his back. He looked elegant and handsome.
The generals were shocked and immediately wanted to surround the person. The person turned left and right and avoided the figures that pounced at him. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Nezha and reached out to slap the Invisible Dragon Rod.
The person was Muzha, who looked somewhat similar to Li Jing.
"Even if Third Brother causes trouble, we should clean him up. Why did you tie him up!?!"
Nezha widened his eyes as if he had seen his father. However, when he took a closer look, he realized that the person was too young and kept calling him Third Brother.
"I'm just joking." Jinzha hurriedly put away the Invisible Dragon Rod and smiled. "This is your second brother, Muzha. His master is Immortal Samantabhadra and he went down the mountain at the same time as me. Second brother, why did you only arrive now? "
Muzha smiled and said, "We're here to seek refuge with senior apprentice-brother Yang Jian. I can't possibly be empty-handed. Previously, when I saw Li Xingba escaping from the clouds, I chased after him and stopped him outside the Chaoge City. After fighting for four hours, I took his head!"
Muzha's saliva flew everywhere as he spoke. Nezha blinked his eyes. His impression of his second brother was much better than his big brother.
Perhaps, their temperaments were more compatible.
Yang Jian smiled at the side and asked, "Where's his head?"
"This!" Muzha answered first. He turned around and saw a young man in a light yellow robe standing beside him. He was stunned, "You're Big Brother?"
"Just call me Senior Brother." Yang Jian waved his hand, and a general beside him walked forward.
"Heh," Muzha patted his head and threw the head into the arms of that general.
Yang Jian said with a stern expression, "Although Li Xingba is our enemy, he's still from the Daoism Sect. Don't be rude. Someone, bury this head. "
Muzha hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes. I only wanted to get a certificate, but I forgot about these."
"Three junior brothers, come with me. I'll bring you to meet His Majesty Wu King. He's a wise ruler that we've assisted down the mountain."
Wu King felt a little awkward. He didn't dare to be arrogant in front of these Immortals, so he stood up and welcomed them.
Yang Jian couldn't help but smile when he saw the three brothers of the Li Clan greeting him.
That's right …
There was a question lingering in his mind …
Why is Li Jing's eldest son called Jinzha, his second son called Muzha, and his third son called Nezha?
Shouldn't they be called 'Shuizha', 'Huozha', and 'Tuzha'?
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