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Chapter 339 Immortal Race Westward

Yongzhou is the largest but most desolate piece of land among the Jiuzhou. The biggest problem here is water shortage. Although this is not a difficult problem for monks, it is different for monsters.

The monsters are not inferior to those of monks, but they are just like wild beasts and prefer to pursue a suitable environment to live. Therefore, there are not many monsters above Jiuzhou, and the number of monsters in Yongzhou is even rarer.

During such a sensitive period of the Jiuzhou War, when he was invading Yongzhou by himself, a large number of monsters appeared on this land. Yang Fanhai naturally felt that things had changed.

"Report!" A spy rushed over quickly, half-kneeled in front of him and said loudly: "The monsters encountered by Lord Zhang Zhi's troops have been repelled. Are there any instructions?"

"No, I want him to continue to march according to the marching route he had set before!" Yang Fanhai looked at the map and said, "Let him be careful of the attacks of monsters. I am worried that there are other dangers."

He paused for a moment and frowned and said, "Let him not move forward in the coastal areas, come to the Banyue Basin to meet me first!"

He originally wanted Zhang Zhi to lead the northern troops to conquer the coastal areas, and after taking down the general Yongzhou, the three armies would join again. However, the appearance of the monsters made him feel something wrong, so it would be better for him to join early.

"Abide by the order!"

As soon as the scout retreated, another soldier rushed over quickly and half-kneeled on the ground and shouted loudly: "Report to General Xue Chengtong's troops met the main force of the Wu tribe and were defeated. Our army suffered more than 100,000 casualties, General Gu Fenghanye was injured, and General Xue Chengtong was captured."

"What!"

Yang Fanhai was shocked, and Hu Gensheng and others behind him were even more surprised.

"How could this happen! Who is the other party?"

Yang Fanhai asked anxiously again, Chiyou started a war and transferred all the strong soldiers in Yongzhou to Jingzhou. Now the witch clan in Yongzhou is mediocre, and the morale of the soldiers is sluggish, so it is almost impossible to stop an effective attack. Xue Chengtong is the strongest among the twelve generals, so he was asked to be a vanguard and conquer all the way. Unexpectedly, this situation would happen.

"I am a female general, I don't know him!" said the scout: "It's not anyone of the eighty-one divine generals, but it's even more powerful than the eighty-one divine generals. If she hadn't kept her back, there would be more casualties, and General Han Ye Gu Feng would not be able to leave."

"Stop, why?" Yang Fanhai asked in confusion.

The scout took out a piece of animal skin from his arms and handed it to Yang Fanhai: "The female general asked General Gu Feng to bring this back, saying that he wanted him to submit it to the general."

Yang Fanhai took the animal skin and looked at it, and his whole body was shocked. He didn't need to ask more about who he knew who was coming.

"Let Mu Yifan pick up people!"

The seven simple words have already explained the identity of the female general: Jiufeng.

Only she would be so obsessed with Mu Yifan, who did not exist, and would look for even the greatest danger.

With an indescribable feeling, Yang Fanhai suddenly felt inexplicably angry. He didn't know how to pick someone up because he didn't know how to explain to Jiufeng. There was only Yang Fanhai in the world, and there was no Mu Yifan. What she saw and missed was actually just a phantom.

It was during the silence that I suddenly felt the energy of the Eastern Heaven and Earth surged, and it was so powerful that there seemed to be a large number of monks moving for thousands of miles in front of me. I immediately put the animal skin in my arms and looked at Dongfang.

Soon, Huangfu Shaowei heard a loud roar from the east: "Who dares to rush into our army!"

When I saw a sword light soaring into the sky, it turned into a strong wind and scattered everywhere, smashing large areas of clouds.

"You can retreat quickly under the Yuxu Palace!"

Someone shouted loudly, and saw that the sword light fell from the sky and rushed towards the direction of the strong wind. With the loud bang, the strong wind and the sword energy blasted each other. After the dissipation, the aftermath swept across the world, and it was a mess.

As I looked up, I saw a large number of black shadows appearing in the sky. They were big ships. I don’t know what treasure they were, floating in the air, like a huge fleet flying towards their own army.

"Under the Yuxu Palace, under the sage's decree, you and other mortals retreat quickly."

Someone shouted loudly, using his true energy to activate the sound, like the sound of heaven, coming in a magnificent way, causing the Yanzhou Camp to change its face, and the ordinary soldiers trembled all over, as if they could not even hold the weapons in their hands.

After so many years of subtle influence, even though the two generations of kings, Gongsun Shaodian and Gongsun Xuanyuan, have thought of ways to reduce the influence of the immortals on the human race, the human race's worship of the immortals still exists.

These immortals, or those who should be cultivators, are not from heaven or Penglai. Look at the big ships with flags dancing, they should be monks from all over the fairy mountains of Jiuzhou.

Among the Three Pure Ones, the Taishang Laojun is the most mysterious. He rarely appears in person, and has never heard of any disciples under his sect. The leader of Tongtian Sect has the most disciples, but most of them are in the fairy mountains overseas, only Yuanshi Tianzun from the Xiong Kingdom is different.

Although the only saint Yang Fanhai has seen only twelve disciples, and these twelve disciples do not have many disciples, many sects have been established in Jiuzhou. These sects are distributed throughout Jiuzhou like spiders. It can be said that their influence on Jiuzhou is the most important among the saints, Yuanshi Tianzun, even the human mother, Nuwa is a little too late.

Now that the Jade Void Talisman ordered it seemed to have concentrated all the monks in Jiuzhou. The big ship flying in the sky might be the flying magic weapon personally refined by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Such a overwhelming rush towards me, and the immortal magic opened the way, naturally made the soldiers under my command panic.

Although the other party did not seem to be hostile, Yang Fanhai hated this feeling, the feeling that the immortals were above the human race.

Seeing that the other party was coming in a fierce manner and had no intention of negotiating, he was about to rush over his military formation. He couldn't help but get angry and immediately activated his true energy and roared: "Who dares to rush into our military formation."

This roar condensed ten of the true energy in the body and roared out with the power of the white tiger. In an instant, the wind blew everywhere, like thousands of swords firing, covering the sky and the sun, killing the ships in the air.

Such a method and the fierce attack immediately caused a burst of screams from the sky, and the shouting man stopped abruptly, only to see various mysterious magical powers flying out of the ship to resist the surging wind.

Since it had begun, Yang Fanhai did not think about goodness, so he simply took out the Qiankun Bow, set the bow and shot nine arrows in succession in a row.

Nine arrow lights flew into the sky and did not directly kill the ship. Instead, they were controlled by Yang Fanhai and hung in front of the ship, like nine suns, emitting dazzling golden light, forcing all the ships to stop.

Then several monks flew out of the ship, with extraordinary aura, either holding lightning or turning into flames to the sky, sword lights flying, and coming towards Yang Fanhai.

At the same time, someone yelled: "Who dares to disturb the saints?"

Yang Fanhai spread his wings and soared into the sky. The purple spear pierced several shots in his hand, carrying the power of the green dragon. With the roar of lightning, he shot down all the people who rushed in from the air. He flew before the big ship and shouted loudly: "I am Yang Fanhai, the general of the Chinese North Expedition, and who are you? I'll report it to you, otherwise I won't blame my ruthlessness."

The sound was like thunder rolling in the sky, causing smoke to disappear from all directions, flapping its wings, and a breath made tens of thousands of monks silent in an instant, no one responded.

After a while, someone stood on the bow and shouted loudly: "I am the Taoist Baixu of Liuping Mountain, and I am with the fellow disciples of Jiuzhou, and I will go to the Western Haiping Demon with the Yuxu Talisman. How dare you, an ordinary general, stop the saints of our saints?"

Taoist Bai Xu... Yang Fanhai's heart moved, and he felt that he had heard of this name, but he couldn't remember it. Looking at the other person's white hair and beard, he felt even more familiar.

It was as I thought, I suddenly saw a young man standing beside this person, with peach blossom eyes and a charming look on his face, and suddenly I remembered it.

The young man was not Zhenyangzi who was chasing him back then, and this Taoist Bai Xu was his master. It was this old man who was greedy for his black spear and he actually sent his disciples to harm him.

I was originally trying to give this group of arrogant immortals, but when I saw this former enemy, Yang Fanhai was not polite. He immediately took out the Qiankun Bow and shouted: "You thief, you were greedy for treasures and asked your disciples to harm me. He never went to find you. I didn't expect you to come to your door and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow shot out without any majestic momentum. It was just like a feather arrow shot by an ordinary hunter, passing through the clouds and rain. Without waiting for others to react, he had already hit the Baixu Taoist Zi Mansion and shot him directly from the bow of the ship. He had died before he landed.

"It's you!"

Matsuko exclaimed with a look of fear. He had never remembered Yang Fanhai's name carefully back then. After so many years, he almost forgot about this matter. How could he recognize that the person in front of him was the poor boy who was almost killed by him.

After the master was killed, he suddenly remembered that he was shocked. He could not imagine that the insignificant brat back then had such strength now.

"It's me!" Yang Fanhai shouted loudly, and it was the bow and arrow that was about to take action.

"Young Master Yang, stop!"

He was full of shouting, someone flew from a large boat from a distance with his feet on a flying sword, landing in front of Yang Fanhai, blocking Zhenyangzi.

The person who came was frosty and had a beautiful appearance. He was wearing green clothes, like jade green grass, which made people want to take a few more glances.

The flying sword on her feet was Ling Wei's sword, and it was Shen Yuwei who came. At this moment, she stretched out her hands and blocked Yang Fanhai in panic, and said anxiously: "Young Master Yang, don't do this!"

Seeing that it was an old friend, Yang Fanhai dissipated the condensed arrow, took the Qiankun bow and bowed, "Miss Shen."

Seeing Yang Fanhai stopping, Shen Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Young Master Yang, we are following the order of the Saint Yuanshi Tianzun to go to the Western Haiping Demon. We are not intentionally offending, so please forgive me."

He paused and said, "It's not just me who is here, Ling's brother Yang Jian, as the disciple of the ancestor, is also on the boat. If he hurts the harmony, it's his own family who beats his own family."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bird flying over, landing on Ling Wei's sword, turning into a young man, which was Yang Jian.

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