"Call me the God Gonghou, guard Qishan, hold back the army from the west, and prevent it from advancing eastward..."

Yang Lin read the imperial edict and smiled.

"It seems that Master Wen is not stupid after all. Even if he can't see the actual battle situation on the front line, he can still analyze it. He knows how big a role this general has played.

However, in the summons, it is a bit taken for granted that he wants me to stay in this mountain and try his best to stop him."

Yang Lin thinks clearly and sees clearly.

In fact, Qishan cannot be defended at all.

No matter who is sent, it is the same.

Because the other party won't tell you anything about soldiers versus soldiers or generals.

If you really want to be a thorn here, believe it or not, the other party will directly use a nuclear bomb to bomb you.

If the Golden Immortal can't kill you, the Saint will die immediately.

You are so disrespectful of face, what can you do?

He didn't come here to ruin the Battle of the Gods, he didn't come here to fight.

But it's for making soy sauce.

If Jiang Ziya is really courageous and allows himself to be ignored, in fact, Yang Lin can really live in peace and not disturb the opponent's army heading eastward.

It's a pity that even if you say this, no one will believe you.

In the distance, the banner company camp, with horse hooves like thunder, and a dark military formation, has slowly come forward.

The leader saw the Nangong flag, the yellow-character flag, and the fighting spirit rising into the sky.

There is also a faint treasure light, a powerful feeling of threat, which penetrates directly into the soul.

"You really think highly of me, so you directly mobilized an army of 50,000, and several generals went out at the same time. Moreover, there were also disciples from Yunxiao Cave in Wulong Mountain and Baihe Cave in Jiugong Mountain accompanying them, and they also brought the sect's treasures with them."

Yang Lin's eyebrows jumped at the sight.

"Awesome, what kind of grudge is this? Didn't I just hide aside and watch the excitement and beat a few generals? I didn't kill anyone? As for beating me as a BOSS?"

With his celestial eye, Yang Lin could see the nature of the opponent's magic power from a distance.

I still clearly recognize the lineage of Manjusri and Samantabhadra.

Jin Zha and Muzha both had murderous auras and didn't hide much, so it was hard not to recognize them.

Yang Lin was quite relieved that Nezha guy didn't come.

Beating him hard last time had some effect.

However, Huang Tianxiang came unexpectedly, with a fierce look on his face, and his face was a little distorted. He looked like he was seeing the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife. What kind of reputation is this?

When Yang Lin saw Huang Tianxiang attacking with his troops, his eyes narrowed. This guy really cared about eating rather than fighting. He had let him go twice, but he still didn't know what it was like. Did he really think he couldn't kill him?

"Bare blood bastard, do you think you can escape by hiding in the mountains? Don't even think about it, kill..."

Huang Tianxiang waved his gun wildly, ordered to rush to kill, and rode in the lead, causing a wave of blood under the gun.

The car array at the foot of the mountain was torn to pieces like pieces of paper under his gun, with a roar...

In the frenzy of gunfire, a bloody path was torn out.

It cannot but be said that the genes of the Huang family are so powerful.

It is obvious that Huang Tianxiang has neither cultivated immortality nor refined Qi, but his Qi and blood martial arts skills are getting stronger and stronger as if there is no upper limit.

When Chao Ge just came out, this person was only about the same strength as Huang Tianlu, and his combat power reached the level of True Immortal Realm.

However, as he went through several battles, he became more powerful each time, and his martial arts and energy were like an epiphany every day, one day at a time.

When it came to the battle with Zhang Guifang, he single-handedly killed Feng Lin and fought fiercely with Zhang Guifang, beating the opponent to the point where he couldn't even use his magic skills. With his own strength alone, he was already superior to Huang Feihu.

You know, this guy is only over 12 years old, not even 13 years old. He can take on the Golden Immortal and kill him with his martial arts alone. He is a natural-born general who kills stars. If nothing goes wrong, Yang Lin can't imagine it at all.

, to what extent the other party will grow.

Sure enough, talent has nothing to do with moral character and character.

Feeling Huang Tianxiang's murderous hatred, Yang Lin's eyes became colder and colder.

"Okay, okay, if you weren't such a genius, I really wouldn't be able to do it. After all, this body is related to you by blood, and we have the same father and mother."

Since the other party only wants his own life.

That's fair, I just hope he doesn't regret it.

"Hold the position, Yanliu, Donghe, Wushan, Pingji, follow me and charge..."

Yang Lin gave an order, and a force of Mu Yuan's vitality was forcibly injected into the body of the red flame horse under his crotch. The red horse neighed wildly and leaped forward like a tiger.

He waved the fire dragon spear and turned into a red sword, facing the headwind and heading straight towards Huang Tianxiang.

The four generals behind him cooperate with each other tacitly.

Without interfering in the direction pointed by Yang Lin's spear, under the cover of endless arrow rain, he directly stopped Nangong Shibu, who was rushing towards the left.

They couldn't bear it for a long time. They had been hiding aside for many days and watching the others go into battle, while they and others were so idle that their bones were itching. At this time, the enemy came to Nangong Shi. Two people held bows and fired arrows, and two blocked them with swords.

Grid, dripping around Nangong Shi is a good killing.

Nangong Shi is also a famous general on the battlefield. He just played two battles before and was knocked off his horse by Feng Lin's magic. It's not that he is not good at it. At this time, without the magic attack, he danced like a golden blade frenzy.

Generally speaking, if one person can defeat four generals of the enemy, he will not be at a disadvantage.

Huang Tianxiang is extremely vicious.

When he rushed in front of Yang Lin, he roared violently. He remembered how he was beaten miserably twice. At this time, he had an expert protecting him, and his fighting spirit was even higher. The blood flames shot into the sky, and the gun dance became more and more urgent. It was just a sprint, and the shadow of the gun was

In a series, eighteen shots were fired.

The force of his spear was like a torrential rain, and he bravely defeated the three armies. He was indeed a character who was named Tiangang Star after his death.

If it weren't for his weak spell resistance, Yang Lin would have to think that this kid could counterattack and become the protagonist of the Conferred Gods.

However, his growth basically ends here.

Faced with the gun skills like rushing waves and heavy rain, Yang Lin sneered, and without retreating or evading, he used his gun against the gun. The gun's light bloomed, and with a sharp sound, it exploded into a tree of fireworks.

In an instant, thirty-six Tiangang spears were transformed into one spear.

The space in front of him was completely stabbed into nothingness. The space fragments shattered like glass and exploded into ripples, sweeping forward in a fan shape.

Huang Tianxiang's roar suddenly stopped, and the spear in his hand vibrated wildly, as if it had been stabbed into a steel mountain.

Just when he was about to apply more force, the bottom of his hand felt weak, and it felt like it was stabbed in the void, unable to exert any force, and his body shape also swayed.

Then, there was a flash of red light in front of my eyes, and in the dark light, there was a touch of cold electricity, which seemed to be there but disappeared as soon as I saw it.

His throat felt hot, then went cold. Lights and shadows flashed before his eyes, and he heard a hissing sound.

All the strength in his body was like a torrent, unable to stop escaping outwards.

"I...you...actually!"

Huang Tianxiang squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat. Only then did he feel a sharp pain in his throat. A ray of true spirit flew up uncontrollably and drifted to an unknown place.

To die so easily, with so much confidence and desire for revenge, is just a joke.

"Then why don't these two people save me? What's the magic weapon they promised?"
Chapter completed!