Shennong Daojun

Chapter 351: The Battle of Mortals (Part 1)

"Ah! Ah!"

The sound of a crow came from his ears, and Zhao Xing felt pain all over his body, as if he had been punched countless times.

His eyelids were extremely heavy, and he tried hard to open them, but he couldn't do it.

[What's going on? Am I so seriously injured that I can't even lift my eyelids...]

[If I can't even look inside, then... my soul is out of my body!]

Nothing happened, and Zhao Xing's eyes were still dark.

It wasn't completely dark, as his eyeballs moved, and there seemed to be stars moving in front of his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, a cool feeling suddenly came from the side.

It seemed to give Zhao Xing strength, and soon his body seemed to be revived, and Zhao Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah! Ah!"

Withered vines, old trees, and crows of unknown species flapped their wings and flew away.

The sky was gray, not night, but the light was extremely dim.

The dark clouds covered everything, and Zhao Xing found that he was not lying flat, but leaning against a dead tree.

It was not accurate to say that, he seemed to have turned into a part of the tree, his whole body was stuck in the dead tree, surrounded by dead leaves and vines.

"What the hell, what's going on..."

Zhao Xing felt a headache, and he couldn't concentrate at all. After resting for a long time, he finally felt his physical strength and rationality return.

"Hiss~"

Zhao Xing took a breath of cold air.

"I'm in the range of the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage!"

"Damn Wu Yue Shen, launched the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage in Fulong Mountain."

"Have I become an ordinary person?"

Zhao Xing bent his fingers to raise the wind, trying to disperse the dark clouds, but found that there was no response on his fingertips.

There was no vitality, no magic, and even the Three Gods Fate Palace could not sense it.

"Don't say swallowing clouds and raising wind, my current physical fitness is no different from that of the fifteenth year of Jing Xinli."

"What happened?"

Zhao Xing simply stopped moving, just thinking about the scene before he fainted.

"Zi Gu Tianzun was being hunted down, and I, Yun Tiandao, King Luohou, and Ji Si rushed to rescue him."

"On the way, we were intercepted by Wu Yueshen."

"I didn't step on Yun Tiandao's Star Cloud, and I fought Wu Yueshen head-on."

"Before I fainted, I saw the Human Emperor Sword, but then the world spun around, and I didn't know where it fell."

"Looking at the surrounding situation, it seems that this is not in Fulong Mountain anymore."

"I don't even know how much time has passed."

Zhao Xing glanced at the surrounding ground, and there was only a lonely dead tree on the black land.

It seemed that he landed on a plain. After the dark clouds dispersed, the light finally became brighter, but he found that there were no mountains around.

"The highest peak of Fulong Mountain is more than 50,000 meters. Even if Jue Tiandi Tong will change the environment, it shouldn't be too outrageous. There are many large and small peaks around, and this should not be near Fulong Mountain."

"This is also good news." Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was still near Fulong Mountain, then the people of Nanman would definitely come to search for him after Jue Tian Di Tong was performed.

Because there were no practitioners in Da Zhou at the beginning of Jue Tian Di Tong, but Nanman did, so if he was in Fulong Mountain, he would probably be easily found.

"Wu Yue Shenhui's magical power includes Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. He is different from Zi Long Shen's magic of moving himself. He has reached the level of magical power. I am afraid that I was knocked away by this move in that battle."

"So, I can't step on Yun Tian Dao's cloud because of this move."

"The cloud that Lao Yun gave me was moved away by Wu Yue Shen. It only has appearance but no power."

"The bad news is that I don't know where I am now, and even survival is a problem."

Gulu~

After thinking for a while, Zhao Xing felt a strong sense of hunger.

Yes, even if there is no Nanman army to search, his chances of survival are not great, because there are many wildernesses in Nanman. As a mortal, it is really difficult to survive in such wilderness.

"Damn Wu Yue Shen!"

"Wasn't it that Zi Gu Tian Zun deliberately released him? Just to kill me?" Zhao Xing re-sorted out the various things that happened after the Ping Man War began.

"It's really possible."

"To complete the spiritual energy recovery and ascend to heaven, Yun Tiandao and I are indispensable. However, Yun Tiandao is in the realm of Li Dao, so he is difficult to kill, and I am relatively easier."

"If I die, even if Emperor Wu succeeds in conquering the barbarians, the ending will still be the same as in the previous life."

"Then the ancient land of Longting will be leaderless because of the loss of the Dragon Emperor."

"The game that Wu Yue Shen prepared for me did not work in Longting. Instead, it seemed like he let it go. He had no chance in Guixu because I took a shortcut. So this time Zi Gu's defection is a real dead end?"

"In this situation, how long can I live? There is no need to send people to kill me. I am starving to death."

"I don't know the time, I don't know the direction, I don't have any magic, I don't have any vitality... huh?"

Zhao Xing's eyes were suddenly attracted by a touch of purple and gold.

Originally, his vision was far away. Because he was stuck in the dead tree, he had no way to look down. Now that he had recovered some strength, he started to move.

Looking down, he saw a seedling swaying at the root of the dead tree one meter below his feet.

The purple-gold breath was like a thread, like an embroidery needle threading a needle, passing through the dead vine to his body.

Zhao Xing understood where the cool feeling he felt before and after he fell into a coma came from.

"Moyunteng!"

"Hahaha, big brother is big brother!"

Zhao Xing propped up the dead tree next to him with both hands. It seemed to have decayed and was directly broken apart by himself.

Then he broke free from the tree trunk.

"Hiss~"

Zhao Xing felt some pain in his body. He looked down and found that there were many roots on his body, connected to his flesh and blood, like countless infusion tubes.

"Pah~"

Zhao Xing removed these plant-based infusion tubes one by one, and then he saw the appearance of the dead tree clearly.

"Ice Soul God Tree?"

It turned out that he had been living in the heart of the Ice Soul God Tree.

Zhao Xing searched around and found that there was actually a lotus and a withered half bamboo around the tree.

"Lihuo Shenlian!"

"Longling Bamboo!"

"Bloodthirsty Dragon Vine!"

Zhao Xing could vaguely see traces of Lihuo Shenlian, Bingpo Shenshu and Longling Bamboo from their withered forms.

"I understand."

Zhao Xing squatted down and sat next to Moyun Teng.

"After Jue Tian Di Tong was used, I was not immediately affected by this great magical power."

"I subconsciously released the pure Yuan projection, and the Mo Yun Teng, Long Ling Bamboo, Bing Po Shen Shu, Li Huo Shen Lian, and Xue Si Long Teng protected me."

"Among them, Bing Po Shen Shu has a good freezing effect, which can protect my body from decaying, and the lotus seeds of Li Huo Shen Lian have preserved my vitality. Otherwise, as a mortal, I would have starved to death in seven days."

"But they will also be affected by the great magical power. Only with Mo Yun Teng as a bridge and Xue Si Long Teng as my meridians can I absorb the essence of these plant life and provide me with vitality."

"The time I lost consciousness must not be a short time." Zhao Xing's eyes lit up, and he saw the details of the surrounding 5,000 meters at once.

"At critical times, the Benwo Sect is still reliable."

"This was once a forest, but I drained its vitality."

Zhao Xing muttered to himself.

He counted his fingers again.

"Zizi, Zizi~"

A wisp of vitality jumped at the fingertips, it was like a candle in the wind, extremely unstable, and could go out at any time.

Seeing this, Zhao Xing quickly extinguished it, and even wiped his hands subconsciously.

"The I School is awesome!"

Zhao Xing smiled.

The purpose of the I School is to "strengthen oneself", and it can also seek a glimmer of hope in extreme environments.

What other extreme environment can compare to the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage?

In the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage, the other two schools could not save lives.

Only the I School not only saved his life, but also gave him hope of survival.

Among the Si Nong who traveled around the universe, the I School was rare, but those who could be seen were all awesome people.

Zhao Xing's experience once again proved this point. In the era of spiritual energy, the I School is invincible!

"It seems that among my plant troops, only Moyun Teng is left alive."

"Only by staying by Moyun Teng can I cast spells and use my vitality."

Zhao Xing walked around and then returned to Moyun Teng.

He quickly figured out the current situation.

"If I leave the range of Moyun Teng by one meter, I will be suppressed by Jue Tian Di Tong again and become an ordinary person."

"Even if I stay by Moyun Teng's side, I will not fully recover, but only extremely limited recovery."

Zhao Xing summoned the panel to check his own status.

[Name: Zhao Xing]

[Realm: Unqualified/Perfect Rule Realm (Abnormal)]

[Occupation: Si Nong]

[Qi Luck: Yan Jiu]

[Ju Yuan: Eighth Level/One Hundredth Level (Abnormal)]

[Soul: Perfect Rule Realm (Abnormal)]

[Remaining Lifespan: 1790 Years]

"From the panel status, I am now just a Si Nong of Unqualified, and the total amount of Yuan Qi I can mobilize is only the twelfth level."

"But, my Qi Luck is normal, and my luck will not be affected in the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage."

"I don't know if it is accurate to calculate the time based on the remaining life."

"I am in the sixty-second year of Yuan Shuo, and my remaining lifespan is 1850 years."

"Yuan Shuo is a total of ninety-eight years, and then it is Yuan Ding. The war started in the first year of Yuan Ding, and sixteen years passed by the end of the second stage."

"My remaining lifespan in the sixteenth year of Yuan Ding is 1798 years."

"Now it is 1790, which means I have been unconscious for eight years?"

Zhao Xing thought, such calculation may not be accurate, because he did not consider the situation of shortening lifespan due to injury.

"In addition to the personal data on the panel, there are several records."

[Affected by the 'Jue Tian Di Tong', your spells are abnormal. ]

[Affected by the 'Jue Tian Di Tong', your level is abnormal. ]

[Affected by the 'Jue Tian Di Tong', your soul is abnormal. ]

"Abnormal spells, heaven and earth."

Zhao Xing sat cross-legged and sensed carefully.

"Among the Tian Shi Fa and Di Li Fa, only Hou Bian Fa can be used, and the rest are all abnormal."

"Hou Bian Fa can only be practiced internally, but my level is too low now, which means it is useless."

"All the spells of my sect can be used. The strange thing is that I am not in the grade now, but I can use pure Yuan projection."

Zhao Xing's mind moved, and then a shadow appeared one meter around the Mo Yun Teng.

"I can also take things out of the pure Yuan soil."

With a flip of his palm, a Yuan crystal emerged from the shadow.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xing threw the Yuan crystal one meter away.

"Pah~"

The Yuan crystal, which was originally shining with light, quickly dimmed after it was out of the one-meter shadow coverage range, and finally exploded with a snap, turning into nothingness.

Yuan crystal is a pure energy crystal, similar to dragon crystal, but one is for humans and the other is for dragons.

"In this case, even if I can take something out, it won't have much effect. If it is out of the range of pure Yuan projection, it will still be suppressed by the great magical power."

"Because I didn't really recover to a certain realm, but forced myself to get a breathing space in the Jue Tian Di Tong, so the strength of recovery is very limited now."

Zhao Xing finally figured out the situation initially.

After figuring out the situation, he will at least not starve to death now.

"Fortunately, Wu Yueshen didn't know about Mo Yun Teng's trump card, otherwise this time I would have capsized in the gutter." Zhao Xing has never used Mo Yun Teng in front of people.

The two times he used it were both in the ancient land of Longting. Before he cultivated the Three Gods Fate Palace, he was in his own pure Yuan soil. After he cultivated it, he was not affected by cause and effect and could not deduce it. He used it twice when he subdued the Dragon Vine and the Ice Soul Divine Tree.

"Big big big!"

Zhao Xing used the Divine Art of Soldiers, and the shadow continued to expand.

After several days of exploration, he finally expanded the pure Yuan projection to a radius of about five meters.

"This is the limit. With the help of the Moyun Vine, the limit of my pure Yuan projection that can be actively expanded is five meters."

Zhao Xing stood up and grabbed a bamboo basket from the shadow.

Then he dug out the Moyun Vine, moved it into the bamboo basket, and carried it on his back.

"Huh? Why should I carry it myself?"

Zhao Xing smiled, then pointed to the dead branches and vines under the Ice Soul Divine Tree.

"Straw man, get up!"

The time and location methods cannot be used, but the straw man method belongs to the ego school.

Of course, the straw man magic he can use now is just a low-level spell, such as the walking straw man, the scout straw man, the powerful straw man, and the thorn straw man.

"Carry my big brother."

The Moyun vine can't be put back. Once it is put back, the pure Yuan projection can't be unfolded. Because the reason why Zhao Xing can unfold the pure Yuan projection is that he uses the void seed as an anchor point, so the Moyun vine can only stay in the outside world.

"The range of five meters is enough for several straw men to stand."

Since straw men are used, Zhao Xing simply made a few more and built a sunshade sedan at the same time.

"In this way, you don't have to rush on the road yourself."

Zhao Xing jumped on the sedan and lay on it.

He is very fragile now and can't fly. If he rushes on the road by himself, he will probably be exhausted to death.

Before leaving, Zhao Xing looked back at the old tree with withered vines.

"Ice Soul Divine Tree, Fire God Lotus, Bloodthirsty Dragon Vine, Dragon Spirit Bamboo."

"Thank you for saving me."

These four sacred trees, once dead, are really dead. Even if they are moved out in the future, they cannot be restored to a living state.

Zhao Xing watched silently for a while, then chose a direction and started to move forward.

As he walked, Zhao Xing looked around.

His soul vision became the original bright eye method, but he could also see a distance of 5,000 meters, and every detail was clear.

"The scope of Jue Tiandi Tong is probably the land of four prefectures. It's not big, but it's not small either." Zhao Xing thought to himself, "If it was the state before it was sealed, it would only take a few days to walk through the four prefectures."

The land of one prefecture is equivalent to the area of ​​the earth. Four prefectures are probably four earths. It's not big for the actions before the seal, but he is not yet in the Juyuan realm, so he will have to walk forever.

"The good thing is that it's hard for the enemy to find me. When I was in office at the fifth rank, it took me one or two months to travel from Donghai to Nanyang by warship. The bad thing is that it's hard for the people of Da Zhou to find me."

"I can't confirm the direction now, so I can only walk in one direction."

"I hope my Yan Jiu's luck can play a role." Zhao Xing said secretly. "It's been eight years, and I don't know how Da Zhou's offensive is going."

…………

Da Zhou, Nanyouzhou.

Nanyouzhou is the twentieth state of Da Zhou Dynasty, established in the 17th year of Yuan Ding!

It is marked by Yinyou Mountain, and a state city is built around it.

It is also the highest war palace for Da Zhou to expand to the southern barbarians.

Yinyou City was built completely according to the specifications of the royal city, because since the 17th year of Yuan Ding, the emperor of Da Zhou has led the army in person and has lived in Yinyou City.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"The latest war report shows that King Luohou has conquered the first fifth-grade 'Witch City' on the southwest battlefield. He requested Your Majesty to name the city."

In the Taiji Hall, Tong Wenzhuo congratulated the majestic figure on the throne.

"I know. The Prime Minister can discuss the naming with the Ministry of Rites. I am tired. There is nothing important. The Prime Minister can call the six ministries to make a decision."

"Yes, I will take my leave." Tong Wenzhuo saw that Ji Che was not in high spirits, so he immediately took his leave respectfully.

As soon as he came out, he met the Grand Master Ji Wenchang.

"Prime Minister, why did you come out? Why didn't you have lunch in the palace before leaving?"

Tong Wenzhuo said softly: "Your Majesty didn't keep me."

Ji Wenchang bowed silently.

Watching Tong Wenzhuo take his leave, Ji Wenchang looked at the Taiji Hall again and couldn't help but sighed secretly.

A long time ago, Ji Che and his ministers were very close, and things like staying overnight and giving banquets were common occurrences.

Since the sixteenth year of Yuan Ding, Ji Che has become dignified. No one can guess what he is thinking. He no longer laughs and scolds with his ministers casually. Ji Che has become like a real emperor.

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Originally, this was the Ji Che that Da Zong Bo Ji Wenchang wanted to see, but for some reason, now that he really saw it, Ji Wenchang felt a little complicated.

After sorting out his mood, Ji Wenchang walked into the Taiji Hall and reported softly: "Your Majesty, I have a report to make."

"Speak."

"The position of the Minister of Agriculture has been vacant for eight years, and there are many discussions in the court. I beg Your Majesty to do it again..."

Ji Che has been looking into the distance. When he heard Ji Wenchang's words, he immediately lowered his head and looked down at Ji Wenchang.

"Ji Wenchang, I said that anyone who dares to report this matter again will be executed. Do you think my words are just wind in your ears?"

Ji Wenchang wanted to say something else, but found that he couldn't say it at all.

He found that his strength was fading rapidly, and his hair was visibly white.

"Since you are my uncle, I will not kill you. I will demote you to a commoner and give you twenty years to live. Go back and enjoy your old age."

Ji Wenchang found that he could speak, but he could only say "Thank you, Your Majesty".

The Taiji Hall finally became quiet.

Not long after, a figure walked out from the shadows behind the throne.

"Your Majesty, I still haven't received any news about the Minister of Agriculture." Ji Si said in a low voice, "But I believe he is still alive."

"I don't believe he is dead either." Ji Che's eyes were deep: "Otherwise, Wu Yue God would not have been wrestling with me all the time."

…………

Nanman, Holy Mountain, Wu God Temple.

The tall and ancient temple stood on the Holy Mountain. The temple hall was empty, with only a large stone chair.

The walls of the temple were engraved with obscure runes, which flashed with a faint light, as if echoing with the stars.

On the stone chair, a young man in a white robe sat like Ji Che, looking at the sky outside the temple.

"Ka Ka Ka~"

A sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the throne, interrupting the young man's meditation.

He retracted his gaze and fell on his chest.

There was a big sword inserted there, and it was this sword that nailed him to the throne.

The big sword exuded supreme imperial power, and the sword body shone with a bright light like the sun, flickering with the young man's breathing.

The sword of the Human Emperor Sword was deeply inserted into the back seat, imprisoning Wu Yue Shen firmly in place.

Wu Yue Shen's white fingers emitted strands of soft white light, wrapping around the sword body.

"Zheng!"

Golden lines spread out from the sword body, wrapping around Wu Yue Shen like a chain, and each line contained a powerful force, suppressing Wu Yue Shen's power.

The muscles under the white robe were tense, and Wu Yueshen clenched his fists tightly, but every time he exerted force, the light of the Human Emperor Sword became brighter, and the suppressive force became heavier, making him unable to get rid of it.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Yueshen sent a message to the outside of the temple: "Ke, come here."

"Wu." A Dharma body appeared outside the temple, and Keshen, with black horns on his head and blade wings on his back, appeared in the temple. He took a look at the sword on Wu Yueshen and asked, "Wu, can't it be pulled out?"

Ke remembered very clearly that when Wu Yueshen fought with the emperor of Da Zhou, the sword pierced the powerful Wu and nailed him back to the temple.

The Great Minister of Agriculture of Da Zhou was also beaten into an unknown location.

After that, Wu tried for eight years, but only pulled out one-tenth of the sword.

"The power of the Human Emperor Sword should not be so strong." Wu Yueshen said.

"But, the owner of this sword has become much stronger than expected."

"Because the national fortune of the entire Great Zhou is much stronger than expected." Wu Yueshen whispered to himself, "All this is caused by Zhao Xing."

"His death should weaken the fortune of the Great Zhou, and the corresponding power of the Human Emperor Sword will also be weakened. However, you haven't drawn the sword yet, is he not dead yet?" Ke Shen thought of something. "Can you calculate whether he is alive or dead? If he is alive, we should find him and kill him."

"He should not be dead yet." Wu Yueshen looked at the sky in the distance, "He practiced the "Three Gods Fate Palace", and I couldn't find him many years ago."

"Ke, you and Jiuyou can only find him, and use the most primitive method to prevent him from returning to the Great Zhou."

"Yes." Keshen said respectfully, "Jiuyou and I will do our best."

…………

"We tried our best to hurry on the road. After walking for half a month, we finally saw traces of humans."

Zhao Xing stood under a small hill and touched the black dust in his hand excitedly.

"The traces of the marching stove should have been left three days ago."

"Three days ago, an army passed by here."

"I just don't know whether it was built by the Great Zhou or the Nanman."

It's possible. Generally speaking, the area where the Nanman marched is where the Great Zhou used troops.

Based on the stove ash alone, it was difficult for Zhao Xing to tell whether it was left by the Great Zhou or the enemy.

"I have to be careful."

"If I encounter the Nanman army, I will be in danger."

If the eldest brother does not take action, then to kill Zhao Xing, only a sharp arrow will be enough.

Even if the Moyun Teng can take action, it can only exert the combat power of the fifth rank at most, and the range is still very small. The range of the pure Yuan projection is as large as that of the Moyun Teng.

To maintain Zhao Xing's life activities and use of his vitality, it is already very good to have such conditions in Jue Tian Di Tong.

If the traces are exposed in the sight of the Nanman army, it will be very dangerous. Even if Wu Yueshen does not take action personally, even if two more fifth-grade people come to find him, Master Zhao will have to die in the northwest.

"Disperse!"

Zhao Xing dispersed all the straw men, and then carried the Moyun vine on his back.

He is now starting to act covertly. It is easy to be exposed if there are too many straw men.

Following the traces of the marching stove, Zhao Xing groped for two more days. He judged that this was a grain transport team, and it was a grain team from the Great Zhou!

"Only the people of the Great Zhou would use arc stoves, and they were buried so deep, and they would pay attention to burying them when they left." Zhao Xing dug up the soil, "Hehe, Yan Jiu's luck is really not covered. He ran into the army of the Great Zhou when he walked out."

Although this is the case, Zhao Xing is still very cautious and did not speed up.

He hid during the day and went out at night, continuing to grope forward.

It was not until the seventh day that he saw a living person.

"Da Da Da~"

There was a sound of horse hooves in the wilderness ahead, and Zhao Xing lay on a hillside to look out. Soon he saw a light cavalry, numbering about a hundred people, riding war horses and wearing gray leather armor.

Zhao Xing glanced at the flag, on which was embroidered a word in the language of the Great Zhou: Dragon.

The word Dragon was surrounded by a green dragon, and below was a wave of water, representing the ocean or river.

Zhao Xing stared at it, and was stunned, and then wiped his eyes.

"Isn't this the Green Dragon Flag of Long Xiao? Am I dazzled?"

"Wait, why does the leading cavalry look familiar?"

"Huh? Isn't that Zhao Chuanzong?"

Zhao Xing was a little confused. Logically, Zhao Chuanzong should be in the Shenwei Army, not in the Green Dragon Army. What is going on?

…………

"Huh~"

Zhao Chuanzong pulled the reins and stopped by the stream, and the cavalry behind him also stopped.

"One garrison will rest for 25 minutes and let the horses drink water."

"Wang Wu, Ma Liu, you two take people to carry the components to the hillside and see if you can build a 'fire-free pile' on the south slope."

Zhao Chuanzong gave the order on the horse, and soon someone in the cavalry team untied the box on his back and climbed up the south slope with it.

One garrison (50 people) began to lead their horses to the stream to drink water, while the rest of the cavalry dispersed and stood guard.

"Liu Shizhang," Zhao Chuanzong summoned a Shizhang.

"Baijiang." A middle-aged man with a big mole on his brow ran over.

"Take ten people to stand guard and look at the valley slope in the north. I always feel like someone is watching me, be careful." Zhao Chuanzong pointed the whip in Zhao Xing's direction.

"Yes, Baijiang." The man surnamed Liu immediately jumped on his horse and galloped towards the valley slope in the north with his nine people.

Zhao Xing saw his younger brother commanding and being so alert, and the expression on his face could not help but be very wonderful.

"Zhao Chuanzong has really changed in the army? Is he still my brother who only knows how to have children?"

It is a wonderful feeling to meet an old friend in a foreign land, not to mention that this person is his own brother.

Zhao Xing immediately stopped hiding and jumped down from the valley slope in the north and walked towards Zhao Chuanzong.

Before he walked for a while.

"Swish!"

A cold arrow shot over and flew over his head.

It was not that the arrow was shot off, but Zhao Xing used magic to swing it away.

I saw six people in front, led by Liu Shichang, forming a three-three cornering trend.

There were three people who lowered their bodies and took advantage of the cover of the bushes to go around behind themselves.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish~"

Another wave of cold arrows.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Xing waved his hand and shouted: "Our own people!"

Liu Shichang saw that his quiver was empty and the other party was fine, and he sneered immediately.

As he waved his hand, a dull sound of the mechanism rang out.

Zhao Xing suddenly jumped to the side.

Then two ‘three-stop arrows’ appeared at his feet.

“MMP, it’s the God Arm Bow.”

Zhao Xing immediately cursed.

The God Arm Bow, the bow is three feet three inches long, and the string is two feet five inches long.

It comes from the crossbow legacy.

It is known as the strongest mortal single-soldier weapon in Jue Tian Di Tong.

The Ju Yuan Realm can’t withstand it, and the Ling Qiao Realm can also hurt it.

Liu Shichang obviously didn’t believe that he was one of his own.

Where can one of his own come from in the wilderness?

He saw that Zhao Xing couldn’t fly, but could dodge the arrows of this sharp shooter, and immediately made a judgment: This is a Nanman scout soldier in the Ju Yuan Realm!

“Toot--”

Liu Shichang quickly blew the eagle whistle around his neck. The sharp whistle sounded like the sound of an eagle, short and rhythmic, and the sound echoed and soon reached Zhao Chuanzong’s cavalry team.

"A monster in Juyuan Realm, or a lone one?" Zhao Chuanzong stood up with a thud and growled, "First, second, and third squads, grab your weapons!"

To the north is a valley with lots of sand and gravel, not suitable for riding horses. Besides, the distance is not far, just run over.

"Huh~"

A lock net was pulled straight from behind, about eight meters long, full of tiny thorns, and rushed towards Zhao Xing quickly.

A man in the middle held a spear and approached quickly, waiting for his comrades to net the enemy and then stab him with a few big holes.

Zhao Xing was also convinced, why couldn't he understand what people said?

"Stop! I'm the Minister of Agriculture Zhao Xing..."

"Dang!"

An arrow hit the stone next to him, and Liu Shichang threw away the Shenbi bow, drew his sword and jumped, and then split Huashan with force.

"Fuck."

One attack after another came, and there was no chance to catch his breath, and no explanation was listened to.

In desperation, Zhao Xing had to use martial arts.

"Roar!"

Kui Niu roared!

The sergeant who was five meters away fell down immediately after being hit by this roar.

Liu Shichang, who jumped into the air and swung his knife, was also bounced away by the strong sound wave.

With just this roar, all ten people fell.

After all, they were just ordinary people, and Zhao Xing was not an ordinary Juyuan realm.

"Plop~"

Liu Shichang fell at Zhao Xing's feet.

He was still resisting, and suddenly three cold arrows shot out from his arms.

The angle was tricky and went straight to Zhao Xing's lower abdomen.

"Pah~"

Zhao Xing raised his leg to kick it away, and then stepped on Liu Shichang's back.

"Stop it, what's wrong with you? I told you that we are one, why don't you listen?"

"Hmph, Grand Minister of Agriculture? Why don't you say that you are King Luohou?" President Liu struggled and grabbed Zhao Xing's ankles with both hands: "Southern barbarians really can't even talk nonsense."

Zhao Xing: "..."

Just then, Zhao Chuanzong rushed over. He was also stunned when he saw Zhao Xing, but he still didn't give up the attack.

Because many times before, the enemy had pretended to be his eldest brother and lured the army to rescue.

After so many times, few people believed it.

"Zhao Chuanzong! I taught you to sit on the mountain when you were eight years old! You don't even recognize your eldest brother?"

"What? Stop!" Zhao Chuanzong was shocked and stopped his men's attack immediately.

The sitting on the mountain is the martial arts of his father Zhao Ruide, but this method was taught to him by Zhao Xing when he was bored at home.

The enemy can pretend to be the eldest brother, but childhood things can never be faked.

Zhao Chuanzong immediately stepped forward.

"You, are you really my elder brother?"

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Chuanzong finally recognized him.

"Chuanzong, it's me."

"I'm back."

Zhao Chuanzong still couldn't believe it, his voice trembled: "Brother, at the family banquet during the Yuanshuo period, the one my mother led..."

"His name is Zhao Chen, I asked Zheng'er to kill him, and then sent you to the Shenwei Army." Zhao Xing answered quickly.

"Brother!" Zhao Chuanzong no longer had any doubts, he knelt on the ground with a plop, crawled over, and hugged Zhao Xing's legs. "It's really you, woo woo."

"Okay, don't cry." Zhao Xing touched Zhao Chuanzong's head, "You are hundreds of years old, what's the point of crying."

The other soldiers looked at each other when they saw this scene. They still couldn't believe that the man in front of them was really a legendary figure in their Great Zhou.

Didn't they say that Zhao Xing was killed by the witch god of the Nanman eight years ago?

"Brother, how did you..."

"Let's talk about this after we get back." Zhao Xing raised his hand and lifted Zhao Chuanzong up. "You are now in the Juyuan realm. If I'm not mistaken, you are working under Long Xiao... Did you occupy a witch city?"

"Yes, brother." Zhao Chuanzong wiped his face. "General Long is in the 'Fengwu City' fifty miles ahead. This is a seventh-grade city."

"Not only General Long is in the city, but also General Xia, General Chen, and my second brother."

"Oh? How many people do you have?" Zhao Xing was a little surprised.

"The total number of large and small teams surrounding Fengwu City is 30,000." Zhao Chuanzong said. "But there are only 12,000 people in Fengwu City."

"So many?" Zhao Xing was a little curious. 30,000 people is not a small army. And Long Xiao and the others are all here?

"Come on, take me to Fengwu City to have a look."