In the restaurant, the two drunk men were lying on the ground.
The young man with the sword said, "Something seems to be happening outside …"
"It's coming," the old man mumbled. "I told you, my divination skills are among the top three below the Saints! How could I be wrong? "
"Should we go or not … burp."
"Don't worry, don't worry, keep drinking." The old man burped and grabbed another pot of immortal wine. "Wait for the changes. If we go out too casually, we'll be exposed too early. It won't do us any good."
The young man with the sword nodded and pushed the pot back. He sat with his legs crossed and let himself recover to his peak state.
Without enough essence, qi, and spirit, how could he use the best sword techniques?
The two of them did not move. The few hidden figures outside the city did not move either. They seemed to be watching this place.
In the blink of an eye, the clear sky above the capital became filled with dark clouds.
Daira Jinxian's aura suddenly appeared and directly pressed down on the capital. The Yang Mansion was suddenly attacked by the aura of a Quasi-Saint, activating layers of formations …
The mortals in the city felt a little suffocated. King Wu seemed to have sensed it. He looked into the distance from the tall building in the palace, his eyes faintly uneasy.
The people from the Jie School did not attack directly. Instead, they discussed with the four brothers of the Mo family. Mo Lihong said directly, "Fellow Daoists, we are officials of the Great Shang Dynasty. We want the credit for breaching the city."
"Do as you wish, fellow Daoist." The people of the Jie School naturally went with the flow. They happened to be unsure of what to say.
The Long-eared Lightsetting Immortal secretly kept Ao Xinke busy in the Yang clan. The presences of the two quasi-Saints faced off in the sky, clashing against one another. As a result, the people of the Jie Sect and the four brothers of the Mo family were fearless.
Molihong landed on the cloud and stood in the sky above the east gate. He looked at the mortals on the city wall who raised their bows and snorted.
"Traitor Ji Fa! Traitor Huang Feihu! Come and see me quickly! If not, the people in this city will not be able to escape! "
The voice spread out mightily, but it made the immortals of the Jie School frown.
They had only come for the sake of seizing the Godly Investiture Board. Now that Mo Lihong had shouted like that, he had treated them as the 'generals' of the Great Shang Dynasty, and he had even threatened them with the lives of mortals. It was truly not something that the cultivators of the Daoist Sect should do.
How could Yang Jian, who was in the camp, not notice such a sudden change?
Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin protected Yang Jian and flew out of the military camp. Several streams of light also shot over from the east. Nezha was the fastest one. Stepping on his Firestorm Wheels, he moved as fast as lightning and met with Yang Jian in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Nezha looked at the figures above the capital and was immediately filled with fighting spirit.
Yang Jian's face was gloomy. He did not answer directly, but there were some waves in his heart.
Was it that traitor rabbit who was up to no good?
First, he showed up to probe the military camp, then he suppressed West Qi with the four generals of the Mo family. What was he trying to do?
All sorts of guesses appeared in Yang Jian's heart, and his gaze became sharper.
The figures above the capital also locked their divine senses on Yang Jian and the others. Although they were suppressing the mortal city, their main goal was Yang Jian, who was sitting on the chair.
Mo Lihong's voice rumbled like thunder …
"Yang Jian! You came at the right time! "
"Oh? May I know who this fellow Daoist is? "Yang Jian's voice also echoed in the sky.
It was just a small trick. He could use the power of his essence soul.
Since they came with ill intentions, he would deal with them one by one.
A few immortals from Jie School immediately rushed towards Yang Jian, but they were secretly stopped by the Long-eared Light Immortal. He asked them to stay in the sky above the capital, so that Yang Jian would not be able to carry out his "schemes".
To put it bluntly, he was using the lives of the mortals in the city to threaten them …
Mo Lihong revealed his thousand-feet-tall Dharma body. His face was terrifying and rather dignified.
Mo Lihong's Dharma body shouted, "Hmph! The four of us are the commanders of Beautiful Dream Pass! Today, we are here on the orders of the Grand Tutor Wen to suppress the traitors of Xi Qi! You are the Prime Minister of Xi Qi. You should be punished for the same crime. However, on account that you are the disciple of a famous figure of the Dao Sect, you should not talk about the matters of the mortal world! Today, go to the city and kidnap Ji Fa and Huang Feihu. I will let you return to the mountain to cultivate! "
Nezha hugged the Fire-tipped Spear and revealed his thousand-feet-tall Dharma body.
Everyone seemed to be able to use the mystical ability of the Dharma Idol. However, it was indeed not too powerful. It was quite effective in scaring mortals.
Nezha revealed his incarnation and replied coldly, "If my Senior Brother did not make a mistake in his cultivation, how dare you be impudent here? Tsk, you have quite a few tricks up your sleeves. "
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
Mo Lihong was enraged. He was about to raise the umbrella in his hand.
Nezha's eyes lit up. He held the Fire-tipped Spear in his hand, and the Heavenly Silk floated around him. The Cosmic Ring on his wrist flickered with golden light!
All of this was manifested on the Dharma Idol. The two "great immortals" in the eyes of mortals seemed to be about to fight in the sky above the Zhou Capital.
When the immortals fought, the mortals suffered. The people in the city were terrified.
"Nezha," Yang Jian said in a low voice. "Retreat first."
Nezha shrugged and dispersed his incarnation. He stood behind Yang Jian's chair and felt a little bored.
When Muzha, Jinzha, and Huang Tianhua arrived behind Yang Jian, the five of them moved forward at the same time. Together with Zhi Jian, Yao Gonglin, and Second Sister-in-law in the city, they had the strength to fight.
However, the chances of winning were not high.
If things went wrong, the mighty figures of the two sects might fight today and cause trouble to the entire West Qi.
But what Yang Jian was concerned about was another problem …
Has my true situation been exposed? If it is exposed, how much does the other party know?
Why do I feel that the timing of the Long-eared Light-Setting Immortal coming to the military camp to look for me is too ingenious?
It happened at the most critical moment of his breakthrough. He would be able to condense the Dragon Bone Nine Pearls in half a month, and his mystic technique would officially enter a new level …
The more he thought about it, the more Yang Jian felt that his seclusion had been exposed. There should be a stronger existence behind the long-eared, and it seemed that he wanted to ruin his opportunity.
The Granduncle-Master of Heaven?
It should not be. In Yang Jian's heart, the Grandmaster of Heaven should be a carefree and unrestrained person. Why would he use such a trick to plot against a third-generation disciple like him?
Long-eared Light-Setting Immortal …
Thinking of that, Yang Jian's heart was filled with killing intent.
Obstructing the path of cultivation was no different from killing oneself, stealing one's wife, and exterminating one's family. In the eyes of cultivators, it was even worse.
"Eldest Senior Brother." Huang Tianhua suddenly blocked in front of Yang Jian's chair and said, "Since Eldest Senior Brother's body is itching, let us go and meet them today."
Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, I'll go with you … There's no need to hide it from you now. This body is only formed by a wisp of my essence soul. My main body is still in seclusion."
"Eldest Senior Brother?" Mu Zha looked at Yang Jian in shock. The few of them had mostly relied on elixirs and mystic techniques to forcefully push their magic power up. Their eyesight and knowledge were not strong, so they really could not see any flaws.
Yang Jian said, "There are many strange things about what happened today. Protect me to the city tower first. Delay as much as you can."
Apart from Nezha, the few of them nodded gently. Although Nezha was a little unwilling, he did not dare to refute Yang Jian's words. He could only protect Yang Jian and go with him.
Under the watch of the immortals of Jie School and the four generals of the Mo family, the group slowly flew past and landed on the east gate of the Zhou Capital.
Yang Jian immediately ordered the troops guarding the east gate to retreat into the city and all the citizens within ten thousand feet behind the east city wall.
The city immediately became chaotic. The citizens ran away, and the soldiers in line were scattered. They fought to leave that place.
The immortals of Jie School were waiting, and the four brothers of the Mo family were also waiting.
When the mortals were almost gone, Mo Lihong, Mo Liqing, Mo Lishou, and Mo Lihai walked forward side by side. The five immortals of Jie School followed them in the sky, as if they did not intend to attack first.
The strength and arrogance of the ten thousand immortals of Jie School were still there.
Mo Lihong shouted, "Yang Jian! Do you dare to fight!?! "
"Why not?" Yang Jian smiled calmly. "Since the four of you are the commanders of the Jiameng Pass and have come to attack the West Qi under the orders of the Grand Tutor Wen, let's set up the formation. Let's fight and see who's stronger."
Mo Lihai said coldly, "The army has yet to arrive. Let's see who's stronger."
"Oh? Since the troops have yet to arrive, how are we going to determine who's stronger? "Yang Jian gradually stopped smiling." What do you think the God Conferment is? What do you think of the mighty experts of the Dao Sect's triangle? Do you really think that this Great Tribulation is child's play? "
Mo Lihai was about to say something ruthless, but Mo Liqing spoke first and snatched the words back.
"As expected of Perfected Lord Erlang. With just a few words, you made the four of us the enemies of the Dao Sect." Mo Lihai cupped his hands. Although the way he held his silver spear and carried his jade pipa was a little strange, he did not lose his bearing.
Mo Lihai said, "We are all following orders. We are using our mystical abilities to repay the Shang Lord's appreciation and Grand Tutor Wen Zhong's trust. Today, I came in a hurry so that fewer mortals would die. "
Yang Jian looked at the immortals of Jie School and said, "In that case, why are you here?"
"Yang Jian! Hand over the God roll! " An immortal of Jie School finally could not help but speak. He pointed at Yang Jian and cursed.
Yang Jian's expression did not change. Huang Tianhua, Jinzha, and Muzha were filled with righteous indignation.
Nezha was even more decisive. He raised his spear and was about to rush into the sky.
God roll?
Yang Jian was caught off guard.
Are these immortals from Jie School here to snatch the God roll?
If that was the case, his previous guesses would have become a joke.
Jinzha stood on the parapet elegantly. His brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and he looked a little scholarly.
He said, "The God roll is something that the Saint of Chanism ordered my Senior Brother to control. How dare you come here to snatch it? Do you really not take the disciples of Chanism seriously?"
The disciples of Jie School looked at each other and hesitated.
"The Heavenly Dao treasure belongs to the virtuous!" The female immortal of Jie School was eloquent. She retorted, "We are both from the Dao Sect. Why can the disciples of Chanism take it, but the disciples of Jie School can't?"
Nezha scoffed. "You don't look good."
The female immortal was originally beautiful. At that moment, she was panting because of Nezha's muttering. She was about to raise her sword and attack.
The four generals of the Mo family attacked first. Mo Lihai said, "In that case, there's no point in saying anything else! Let's rely on our own abilities! "
Muzha grabbed the hooked sword and straightened his neck. He replied, "So what if I'm afraid of you?"
Huang Tianhua's posture was wild. It did not match his delicate face at all. He held the flower basket and laughed out loud. "Senior Brother, watch as we display our might today!"
"The four brothers of the Mo family, attack together!" Nezha revealed his mystical ability of having three heads and six arms. His figure charged into the sky and stood opposite the four brothers of the Mo family.
Among the four generals of the Mo family, Mo Lihai immediately moved forward. The other three stood in the air with arrogant expressions. They naturally would not attack one.
Nezha and Mo Lihai were about to attack. Their gazes were like lightning as they held their spears. Everyone in the surroundings looked at the two of them. The atmosphere froze …
Nezha raised his spear, and Mo Lihai held the spear with both hands. However, suddenly …
A beam of light tore through the sky and smashed into the city!
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