Chapter 120 The Duke of Houyi Clan

Panyi, who was scolded and humiliated by Xing Tian'e and was so humiliated that he vomited blood and fainted on the spot, was now full of energy but panic-stricken, riding on a very fast wind and thunder beast, and fled towards the east in a hurry, surrounded by thousands of dead soldiers. .Four great witches who could control the wind were suspended around their team. The strong wind released from them enveloped the entire team, increasing the speed of the team to more than ten times its original speed. Suddenly, dozens of miles passed by, and the entire team The team turned into a ball of light blue wind and rushed towards Dongjiang.

"Why did he go to Eastern Xinjiang? Did he think that with the less than one million troops he left in Eastern Xinjiang, he could raise an army to rebel?" Xia Jie stood on Xuanwu's back, leading Jin Gang, Chi Ming and others. More than a hundred powerful barbarian warriors stood quietly on a hilltop, looking at Pan Ju's team. "Even the Yu Division Army and Feng Bo Army, which are less than one million, are not under his complete control?" With a royal order from the Xia Royal Court, this army would immediately tie him up and send him back to Anyi. Could it be that he thought that those soldiers who had sworn the oath of the witch god to only be loyal to the Great Xia Royal Court would sacrifice their lives for a fallen prince like him? No? It doesn’t make sense at all, it doesn’t make sense! Weird, very weird, why is he going to Eastern Xinjiang?”

Xia Jie lowered his head and meditated here, but Chi Ming eagerly waved the light long knife in his hand and said loudly: "Brother Xia Jie, what are you waiting for? Capture Pan Ju and go back to Anyi. Ninth Prince, no, the king will definitely be serious We are rewarded." Chi Ming was born in the Anyi family, so he naturally understood that the first task of the new king after he ascended the throne was to eradicate the brothers who threatened him. If he could fully present Pan Ju to Lu Gui, Lu Gui would definitely treat him He gave great rewards.

Shaking his head, Xia Jie put his right hand on the bracelet of his left hand, pulled out the sun-shooting bow, and slowly attached a cold iron heavy arrow that was as thick as a thumb and five feet long. He said lightly: " Capture him and bring him back to Anyi? I'm afraid Panyi will die. The king wants us to kill him directly and then put the blame on the Dongyi people. Hey, Dongyi people? Damn it, could it be Panyi? Are you going to Dongjiang to defect to the Dongyi people? If that's the case, I won't feel any guilt at all for killing him today." Xia Jie's eyes flashed with coldness, and he suddenly shot an arrow at Pan Ju's mount. passed.

The secret skill of the Dongyi Zhen clan, the 'Sun Shooting Technique', is the 'Nine-Year Arrow'. You can see that the cold iron heavy arrow shot by Xia Jie emits a dazzling fiery red light, as if a red sun falls from the sky, following the A mysterious arc-shaped trajectory, carrying the loud waves that can only be emitted by a meteorite rushing into the atmosphere, and the "rumbling" sound continued towards the wind and thunder beast where Pan Yi sat down.

A red light shone brightly in front of Panju and others' eyes, and their whole bodies seemed to be burned by fire. A terrible heat penetrated directly into their internal organs. A large amount of sweat immediately broke out on their bodies, but the sweat was also evaporated in an instant! Originally! Panyi, who was almost surrounded by grass and trees, screamed "Ah!", and the wind and thunder beast that sat down already let out a miserable howl. Countless flames came out of its body, and its entire body was burned into a ball of ashes in an instant. They were originally moving forward. The speed was too fast, and the ball of ashes was shooting forward while braving high-temperature flames. It was like a cannonball hitting the ground in front of it, and it blasted a hole about ten feet in diameter in the earth and stone ground in the wilderness. .

Pan Yi suffered a big loss. The mount he was sitting on suddenly evaporated, and his body followed the inertia and pounced forward with fangs and claws. His movements were like a tortoise fished out of water. The ground in front of him rushed towards his face, and Pan Yi exclaimed several times.

With a loud sound, he fell heavily to the ground and slid out far away with a "chirp" sound. On the rugged wilderness ground, a long trail with little blood stains was immediately dragged out, and dozens of horse hooves trampled hard.

After crossing Panju's body, Panju screamed and cursed continuously.

Thousands of dead soldiers knew that they had been plotted and shouted angrily. They reined in the reins and tried to stop their mounts. However, they were too fast. By the time they reined in their mounts, the team had already rushed out.

More than ten miles away, there was a lonely Pan Yi lying on the wilderness behind with gnashing teeth and cursing at his close confidants. Then, Pan Yi suddenly stopped cursing because of a sudden

The extremely sharp dagger was firmly pressed against his neck.

Panyi, who was trembling all over and scared out of his wits, looked at Xia Jie blankly, and suddenly howled: "General Xia Jie, I, Panyi, have no enmity with you! Look at everything I have done.

They are all aimed at Lao Jiu. I have never provoked your Xingtian family or your General Xia Jie! You, you, if you let me go today, I will definitely retaliate in the future." In order to enhance the persuasiveness of his promise.

, Pan Yi tremblingly took out a soft and thin piece of sheepskin from his sleeve, and held it up with a flattering smile: "Look, this is a huge treasure that I have secretly kept for my father for nearly a hundred years. I will give it all to you."

To General Xia Jie, can General Xia Jie let me go? Haha!"

Xia Jie shrugged his shoulders, jumped off Xuanwu's back, and casually dropped Bai on Panyi's body. Bai smiled knowingly and sneered a few times, and ten sharp claws had already clasped Panyi's body.

He could use his strength to pluck his head from his neck at any time. Xia Jie himself snatched the map from Pan Yi's hand, looked at Pan Yi with a smile and said, "Thank you, eldest prince, thank you very much."

Great Prince! It just so happens that the King promised me, Xia Jie, that I can start my own family. I am worried that it will cost too much to establish a new witch family, but I, Xia Jie, am extremely poor. Will money come to my door now?"

Seeing Xia Jie collect his sheepskin, Pan Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He chuckled and said: "That's very good. Congratulations to General Xia Jie for becoming the head of the family in the future! According to the rules set by my Daxia ancestors

According to the rules, if you are not a person who has made great contributions to Daxia, you cannot re-establish a Wu family. Congratulations to General Xia Jie, a Wu family at least has dozens of cities and fiefs under its name!"

Shaking his head, Xia Jie carefully put the sheepskin treasure map into the bracelet, and suddenly a gentle smile appeared on his face: "No, it's really not good! The king promised me to start a family of my own, on condition that I kill the king."

Prince! If there is no eldest prince’s head to hand over, how can the king give me such a promise?”

Pan Yi's expression changed, and his body that had calmed down began to tremble like waves again. He was about to ask for mercy, but he heard the thunder of hoofbeats, and more than 4,000 of his dead soldiers were already running back quickly.

Holding various weapons, they surrounded Xia Jie, Xuanwu Divine Turtle, Bai and Red Star, who was forcing Pan Yi with a dagger. Pan Yi's face immediately showed a bright smile, and he said proudly: "Xia Jie

Jie, do you still dare to kill me? Look, my people are here, and if you kill me, you won’t even be able to live!”

Xia Jie, who shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, patted Xuanwu, who had a strange smile on his lips, and said lightly: "Oh? Okay, let's try it and see whether your life is more valuable or mine. Is a dead life worth money? Well, how about we play a game? Pan Kui, I ordered Brother Chi Ming to slit your neck, and you order your subordinates to kill us all at the same time to see who dies faster?" sarcastically. Xia Jie smiled and said coldly: "Maybe your life is worse than mine. Before Chi Ming could slit your neck, we were already beaten to a pulp, and you won."

Pan Yi's face was dripping with oil and sweat, and he was trembling all over. He didn't dare to play this game with Xia Jie. Xia Jie looked at Pan Yi who was suddenly soaked with interest, and finally couldn't hold it back.

The resident laughed loudly: "It's interesting. The eldest prince's courage is really outstanding. Since you don't want to play this game with me, why not do this? I will ask a question and the eldest prince will answer. If all the answers are in line with my wishes, I will

Xia Jie might give the eldest prince a chance today, how about that?"

After rolling his eyes a few times, Pan Gu clicked his lips and said with all his strength, "Okay, what do you want to ask?"

Among the thousands of dead soldiers who surrounded Xia Jie and others, a sorcerer wearing a black witch robe suddenly jumped out, pointed a bone awl ground from human hand bone towards Xia Jie, and shouted angrily.

: "Stay still! Turn around! Die!" After three shrill curses, the bone awl suddenly turned into a puff of powder and floated away.

Xia Jie felt that an extremely cold and evil force enveloped his whole body, threatening to take away his soul. At that moment, Xia Jie laughed wildly, using the dragon and tiger subduing demon seals with his hands, and recited the Taiqing Mantra, with purple eyes.

The light flashed, and the Innocuous Demon-Conquering Heart Curse personally taught by Taoist Tongtian had completely dissolved the huge evil energy. At the same time, Xia Jie opened his mouth, and a ray of yellow light shot out, and his penis was possessed.

The huge mace that had been refined into a Taoist magic weapon rushed out with a roar, smashing the black-robed wizard into a pulp, and the minced meat flew more than ten feet away.

"Damn it, these Qi practitioners are playing with flying swords, what do you mean? Flying sticks?" Xia Jie blinked and suddenly cursed at Taoist Tongtian in his heart. Since Taoist Tongtian can give him

The mace has been refined into a weapon that is almost an innate spirit. Why didn't you help him refine the body of the mace into a flying sword? Even if it was in the shape of a two-handed heavy sword, it would still look like this.

Much better! I have met countless monks in my previous life, and I have also met many qigong masters in this life. Xia Jie has never seen anyone who has nothing to do with flying sticks!

With a 'swish' sound, the huge mace dragged several feet of light and circled around Xia Jie for several weeks, and slowly floated to the side of Xia Jie. Xia Jie stared at his side.

He picked up this big stick, and then thought about how other qigong masters, including Taoist Cangfeng, were all flying swords, and suddenly a burst of anger rushed straight to his forehead. This evil fire, Xia Jieke immediately transferred it to Pan

It's on Kui.

The big feet with the two-inch thick soles of the raw animal skin boots stepped hard on Panyi's belly. Xia Jie seemed to have a convulsion and break danced on Panyi's belly.

After trampling madly, he stepped on Pan Yi's face, leaving a dark shoe mark on his fair face. "Hey, your master's life is in my hands, how dare you make such a fuss?"

?Jingang, show them what a real hero is!"

The ferocious laughter of Jingang suddenly sounded, and more than a hundred men rode black clouded leopards and rushed down from the top of the mountain in the distance. In a few breaths, they were already among the group of dead soldiers. They saw the Jingang hand.

The double-sided ax on his body was swung, and a half-moon-shaped cold light that was more than ten feet long suddenly flashed through. More than a hundred of Panjiu's henchmen and dead soldiers let out a miserable scream and were cut off at the waist. The huge brute force knocked away those henchmen.

The heart, lungs and internal organs of the dead soldier, and the pieces of broken internal organs spurted out far away.

"Ha!" More than a hundred rude barbarian men ignored Xia Jie's order just to show off their majesty. Instead, according to the habit they had developed in the mountains, they immediately killed them as soon as they made a move.

Try to pinch him to death. More than a hundred huge axes with the same shape were slashing and slashing indiscriminately. The more than 4,000 dead men Panju had worked so hard to recruit were suddenly killed and injured, and there were only more than a hundred shamans with really good skills.

Protecting seven or eight extremely powerful sorcerers, they hurriedly retreated a hundred feet away.

Pan Yi's face turned pale, and his lips were trembling. He was still chanting: "It's a loss, it's a loss! When I recruited them, they all said that they could kill a dragon with one punch, but now it seems that they are like insects.

People were strangled to death. How much money did I lose? I have supported these incompetent wastes for so long! I have lost money, I have lost money!" Although his own strength is not high, he still has a certain foundation. As his predecessor,

The eldest son of King Xia, his physical body was strong enough to allow him to speak even after being brutally trampled by Xia Jie.

However, his theory of loss immediately changed to: "It's worth it, it's so worth it. I didn't expect you guys to know such advanced witchcraft!"

Panjiu's eyes widened by three points, and he turned his head desperately to stare at the group of dead soldiers who were pushing away. His neck was twisted so much that Bai's sharp claws were on his neck.

There were several deep blood marks on his body, and bright red blood flowed out drop by drop, but Panjiu didn't seem to feel any pain, and just kept looking at his dead soldier and cheering in a low voice.

The sorcerers who retreated a hundred feet away screamed strangely and took out human skulls and the skulls of several other strange beasts from their sleeves. These skulls were either white, black, green, or

It was red, and exuded an extremely evil and ferocious aura. Several sorcerers bit the tip of their tongues and sprayed their blood on the skulls. They immediately saw the skulls spinning around.

One by one, they were suspended in the air, with evil green light emitting from their eye sockets.

More than a dozen long banners woven from human skin and hair appeared out of thin air with traces of black mist. These sorcerers planted the long banners on the ground and formed a strange formation, each holding a black

The bone staff was singing and dancing loudly there. The leading shaman was holding a bronze dagger. Every time he sang three lyrics, he stabbed himself hard in the heart, and suddenly there was a light green smell.

Blood spurted out, spraying on the long flag wrapped in black mist.

'Whist', the black wind blew up in the plains, and screams of ghostly cries and howls came from all around. Countless ghost heads emerged in the black wind, and each one dragged long black flames flying back and forth. The surrounding temperature was directly

The temperature dropped below zero, and snowflakes even began to fall from the sky - but the blood flowers were an extremely terrifying bright red.

Pan Ju laughed proudly: "Xia Jie, let me tell you, you should let me go as soon as possible. Otherwise, once this 'Death Yin Corpse Refining Witchcraft' is activated, you will all be turned into mud and turned into zombie puppets.

, the soul is forever sealed in that undead body, and cannot be reincarnated for the rest of its life! This is even more uncomfortable than death! Are you afraid? Hahaha, why don’t you let me go quickly?”

Xia Jie stepped on Pan Ju's forehead and shouted loudly: "Are you mentally ill? I killed you before they launched the witchcraft, so what?"

Pan Yi's face suddenly became dull, and an extremely flattering smile appeared on his face: "General Xia Jie, we are all easy to discuss, and everything is easy to discuss. There is a price for everything. The benefits Lao Jiu gives you,

I can also give it to you? Ah? Do you believe it? I can also let you form a family of your own. Hey, I can also give you more money, more women, more warriors, and more fiefdoms. You are not as good as

Follow me? How about that? As long as I get to Dongjiang, I won't have to be afraid of that vicious guy like Lu Gui."

Xia Jie snorted coldly and said nothing. He knew clearly that the biggest difference between the witchcraft of the Wumen and the Taoism of the Taoist sect is that the witchcraft was activated extremely quickly, and it was so ferocious and vicious that the souls were scattered, the bones and flesh were turned into mud at every turn, which was first-class

One of the most powerful magic methods. But this does not mean that witchcraft only has those skills that can be activated quickly. There are also large-scale witchcraft that require formation and luck to be activated. However, such witchcraft is often extremely powerful and can hurt others and yourself.

Dharma, ordinary great witch, who would use such desperate witchcraft for nothing?

These sorcerers cannot be allowed to activate the 'Dead Yin Corpse Refining Witchcraft', otherwise God knows how powerful the witchcraft will be! However, there are still more than a hundred dead warriors with extremely strong skills surrounding those sorcerers.

, I'm afraid Jin Gang and the others won't be able to deal with them quickly! As for threatening those sorcerers with Pan Yi's life? Xia Jie is not that stupid. Everyone knows that Pan Yi must die.

Those sorcerers might as well fight to the death, maybe there is still a chance to rescue Pan Gu.

Threatening those sorcerers to stop the witchcraft with Panju's life? I'm afraid Panyi himself doesn't believe that if the witchcraft stops, Xia Jie will keep his promise and let him go. Well, Xia Jie doesn't believe it either!

As a result, Xia Jie immediately used the most powerful magic weapon in his hand: Earthquake!

When he raised his hand, he saw an extremely dazzling yellow light fly out from Xia Jie's hand, circled a few times, and flew up into the sky with a 'swish' sound. Then, an extremely huge and mighty light, like a vast ocean,

The endless air pressure like the hurricane waves of the sea came down from the void. Amid the whirring sound of the wind, a strong wind rolled up in the plains, which immediately dispersed most of the black wind and ghost energy. A tower in the void

The top of the mountain in the surrounding area hit the wizards who were using their witchcraft with a whoosh sound.

This small mountain top is covered with golden light, and is surrounded by a thick layer of earthy energy that is burning like a flame, making the weight of this mountain peak reach an abnormal level. And the body of the mountain peak is Dong

The holy land of the Yi people, 'Sunset Mountain', this mountain peak has been tempered by the fierce and murderous aura of the 'Sun Shooting Bow' inside for countless years. It is also refined by the aura of nine Golden Crow gods. Not only does it contain an extremely sharp arrow aura,

At the same time, the whole body contains heat that ordinary people cannot imagine. If you get even slightly closer, there is a danger that the flesh and bones will turn into coke.

And what makes this magic weapon, named "Zhendi" by Xia Jie, most powerful is the densely packed hundreds of thousands of prehistoric divine inscriptions on the base of the mountain!

In the ancient times of Hongmeng, since the creation of the world by the Great God Panyi, the most primitive text symbols have naturally been generated in the world. Only the saints in the world and even the ancient giants can understand and use them. Any ancient divine text can be used with its own spiritual consciousness.
To be continued...