Vol 2 Chapter 198: : Painful Wei Hu

The next day, tomorrow.
Dressed in a black gown, a tall, handsome young god, stepping on dark clouds, crossing the void, slowly landing in front of the Zhou army camp.
"Senior Brother Yang, Master and a group of uncles and uncles are waiting for you." Wei Hu walked out of the barracks with his head high, raised his arms thicker than the girl's waist, bowed his fists.
Yang Jian nodded and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Wei doesn't need to be polite, let's go, don't let the teachers wait too much..."
Not long after, Wei Hu led Yang Jian to the military commander's account and saluted: "Master, dear teachers and uncles, Yang Jian has arrived."
"Come in together." Chi Jingzi responded in the wide tent.
"Thank you, Uncle." Yang Jian bowed and thanked him, with a few courtesy, and then took the lead to step into the handsome tent, and Wei Hu followed him.
"Yang Jian pays homage to Master, to all the uncles and uncles." In front of Wu Wang Jifa and a group of golden immortals, Yang Jian knelt on his knees and said.
"Erlang, please get up soon." Chi Jingzi said busy.
Yuding personally walked to him and lifted him up and said, "It's fine if you come. If you can avoid these customary rituals, you can avoid them."
Yang Jian stood up and looked at Yuding and said, "Master has a hundred thousand urgent things to look for me, I don't know what it is?"
"Zhou Jundong came out with the intention of Qingjun's side, Kuangfu Chaotang, but now he just came to this Baoshuiguan, he was stopped by a person named Yu Hua... Your personal disciple of Master Fuxian, Mu Zha, was even arrested. The other party was caught alive, and I don’t know where they are now.
Yu Ding sighed and said:
I and your uncles and uncles thought for a long time, and finally found that only you have the ability to break the game. Called you urgently."
"Junior Brother Mu Zha was captured alive, the enemy will not hurt him, or use him to threaten us?" Yang Jian took a breath and asked seriously. EbookFREE.me
"This shouldn't happen." Yuding explained: "Because it was his brother who captured him."
Yang Jian:"???"
"His brother Nezha is now in Baoshuiguan, belonging to the Yin Shang camp." Yu Ding said.
Yang Jian didn’t want to delve into the causal relationship, saying:
As long as they don’t threaten us with Mu Zha’s life, I will go to the city gate to make an appointment to see how Yu Hua and Ne Zha are. ability."
"Erlang wait a minute." Yuding suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Besides Yu Hua and Nezha? How many people in Boshuiguan need to be guarded? Let me tell you carefully."
Two hours later...
Yang Jian put on the silver light armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged gun? Slowly walked out of the Zhou Jun camp? He came to the front of the city gate and raised his eyes and shouted: "I am the true monarch of Guanjiangkou Erlang Yang Jian? Yu Hua, which Huh? And the dragon clan named Ao Bing? Er, who dare to fight with me?"
On the head of the city.
Nezhayang summoned a flaming spear from his hand and said to Su Jin: "Dao Master, Nezha, please fight."
Su Jin said: "Presumably you have heard of Erlangshen's name in these years. You captured Mu Zha alive two days ago? Today, he is afraid that he is holding on to his heart? He wants to capture you alive."
Nezha grinned and said, "I may not be able to beat him, but he will never catch me alive!"
Su Jin laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, then turned to Ao Bing and said: "Bing'er? Why are you holding the line."
"Yes, Chief Dao." Ao Bing said with a smile.
Nezha deliberately didn't go to see Ao Bing? Carrying a flaming gun in both hands, he flew down the city with low eyebrows and eyes? To Yang Jian, "Come on, finish the fight earlier? Finish work earlier."
"As you wish!" Yang Jian rushed instantly? His body turned into an afterimage that ordinary people could not catch with the naked eye. He raised his spear and slammed it on Nezha's head from top to bottom.
Nezha is like an ancient tree, firmly rooted in place, the fire-tip spear in his hand suddenly turned into a fiery phoenix, and it quickly pointed at the three-pointed two-bladed spear with its sharp beak.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The two of them were like fire and water, and they became incandescent in the fight. Outside the city, except for a small group of great supernatural powers, all the others could only see the two rays of silver and red colliding crazily. They couldn't see clearly. Two figures.
"boom!"
Half a quarter of an hour later.
There was a burst of fire from the place where the two were fighting. Nezha was covered with scars and blood on the corners of his lips. He flew out of the fire, smashed it down, and smashed the ground into a huge pit.
Yang Jian flipped his left hand and summoned a iron rope, and his body quickly fell into the giant pit. He wanted to catch Nezha alive and exchanged it for Muzha.
"Hugh hurt him!" Ao Bing shouted angrily, carrying countless ice crystals around him, slaughtering Yang Jian like an ice dragon, and forcibly stopped his footsteps.
After such a slowdown, Nezha also regained his strength, stepped on two groups of flames under his feet, flew out of the huge pit, and joined the battle group again.
When it comes to fighting alone, Nezha or Ao Bing is not Yang Jian's opponent, but the combination of the two is not simply a multiplication of combat power by two, but an increase of several times.
The combination of Gein and the two of them is the first treasure to mix the Yuanzhu, even if only one-tenth of the first supernatural power is exerted, it is enough to run wild in the realm of gods!
In this battle, Yang Jian fought very tired and hard.
Caught between Ao Bing and Nezha, he felt like a piece of pig iron, constantly impacted and forged by the powerful force of water and fire. It was extremely cold for a while, and extremely hot for a while. Under the repeated cycles, even though he was half human and half god. , The body and mind are also suffering.
"Brother Yang Jian, I'll help you!" Wei Hu gritted his teeth at the back of the battle group, and raised the lowering magic pestle again.
After the battle with Ao Bing two days ago, he just got rid of the fierceness in his heart. The pain from his wrist, waist, and even his whole body broke down his mental defense like a tide, making him want to yell in pain. , I want to relieve this pain a little bit by howling.
But he didn't, he couldn't!
Before Yang Jian came, he was Zhou Jun's fist. If his fists were so painful, how could ordinary people in Zhou Jun persist?
But he really didn't want to fight Ao Bing anymore.
The weight of his Demon Demon Pestle weighs 84,000 jin, which sounds very exaggerated. It is several times heavier than the Dinghai Shen Needle in the East China Sea, but how can anyone know that the two large ice hammers in Ao Bing's hands are No one is less than one hundred thousand catties.
With such a heavy hammer, coupled with the powerful power of Ao Bing, a humanoid tyrannosaurus, he has no doubt that if he gets a hammer accidentally, it is estimated that he will turn into a pile of flesh from top to bottom.
It's a pity... he has no choice now.
Looking at the entire Zhouying camp, apart from the many golden immortals like clay bodhisattvas, he is the only one who can help Yang Jian. If even he shrinks, Yang Jian will inevitably end in defeat.
"The three generations of disciples who have the ability to teach are too few. Maybe we should ask outsiders to help." Chi Jingzi whispered while looking at the dragon fighting in front of him.