Yang Chenguang was panicked when he saw the Shushan people running away. He wanted to get up and chase them, but was stopped by the military supervisor.
Chen Qingzhi said to Yang Chenguang who wanted to chase after him: "Don't chase after a desperate enemy. I have already made arrangements. We will know the outcome in the future. Don't worry!"
Yang Chenguang asked doubtfully, "Sir! I didn't see you make any arrangements, how did you make them? I really don't understand!"
Chen Qingzhi said to Yang Chenguang: "To lead a huge army, you need to make plans and arrangements in advance. How can you think about it before the battle? It's just a matter of responding to small situations before the battle. Do you understand the mystery?"
Yang Chenguang was impressed by the military supervisor's words, and he was indeed a great man. The mystery of using troops was unpredictable and could not be understood overnight.
The horse-faced general not far away saw the fleeing man and was shocked. How could he let the cooked duck fly away again? He raised the flag and was about to command the army to chase and kill him. Song Jingxiu behind him stopped the horse-faced general.
Yu Tianmin said to the Horse-faced General, "Don't worry, sir. The military supervisor has already made arrangements. They are just bandits. It won't take so many soldiers to kill them! Don't chase them. The military supervisor will have his reasons in the future!"
Hearing this, the Horse-Faced Guard was furious. He thought to himself: You are a military supervisor. It is not easy to mobilize a large army. You are just taking a walk here, but you let the thieves go. What on earth do you want to do
Song Jingxiu and Yu Tianmin looked at the horse-faced man and did not take any action, but just stood there with anger. They thought to themselves: As long as you don't delay the important task of the military supervisor, we won't say anything. It's okay to be angry, it's not a bad thing anyway!
The three of them were silent, just watching Wu Yugang in the Shushan courtyard, pinning their hopes on this man. There was no other way.
Patriarch Jingtian cursed the people who left him and ran away: "You are a bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and death, and you are the scum of the martial arts world. You are so shameless. I will definitely settle the score with you in the future. Just wait!"
Wu Yugang was overjoyed when he saw everyone running away. It's good that you guys ran away. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Let's deal with this old monster first, and then it won't be too late to make plans! After thinking about it, Wu Yugang stood with his sword in hand and said to Jing Tianyan who was cursing, "Old monster! Why don't you surrender? You still want to resist when the army is approaching. I think you have forgotten about death! Come and die quickly!"
More than ten disciples of Jingtian gathered around the old master, holding sharp blades in their hands, not knowing whether to leave or stay. They secretly asked their master for a plan of action. The old master saw that the lively courtyard had become unusually deserted, with only a dozen disciples guarding him. The ghost soldiers were not far away, and Wu Yugang was within reach. How could the disciples who had never seen the world not be afraid!
"Good boy! It seems that many things are related to you. Today I will make you pay for your blood with blood!" Ancestor Jingtian roared.
Wu Yugang laughed loudly when he heard this: "Hahaha! You guys, just a dozen of you, think you can escape the pursuit and encirclement of the divine soldiers? You really overestimate your abilities! Come on! Let me see your magical skills!"
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Patriarch Jingtian was furious and said to his disciples, "You guys hide aside first, and I'll deal with this guy first before making any plans!" After that, he drew out the Soul Chasing Order and chanted the Immortal Technique: Qa Ba Ha! The Imperial Beast attacked Wu Yugang fiercely.
It was strange to say that the spirit beasts that he had driven out before were overwhelming, and the Yin Qi surged into the sky when the immortal formula was released. But the spirit beasts that he drove out this time were much smaller, the size of a sparrow. They had lost their original might. It turned out that Chen Qingzhi's chessboard was magical and unusual. It could absorb the opponent's ghost essence and greatly reduce his power. If Jingtian Patriarch had not had the golden elixir to protect his body, he would have been completely absorbed and his magic power would have been wasted. Now there is not much essence left of the spirit beasts.
The ancestor took out his magic weapon and saw the sparrow-like beast. He was shocked. In his anxiety, he hurriedly pinched his fingers and chanted a spell: The universe is vast and the netherworld is underworld. Command the four directions. As the ancestor chanted the spell, in an instant, dark clouds from nowhere gathered around the little sparrow. The sparrow gradually began to grow larger, and the pervasive black clouds slowly filled the entire courtyard.
Just now, Wu Yugang saw the divine beast that looked like a sparrow, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, dark clouds rose up, and when the thick dark clouds gathered towards the sparrow, Wu Yugang was not willing to let this old monster go! The Imperial Sword stabbed towards the old ancestor's throat.
Facing the incoming divine sword, the old ancestor, whose power had been greatly reduced, hurriedly dodged. At this time, the disciples of Shushan saw Wu Yugang's powerful attack and dared not fight him. They had already hidden far behind the old ancestor and watched the fight between their masters.
The ancestor dodged a sword and hurriedly stopped the beast from attacking Wu Yugang. When Wu Yugang was fighting back against the beast, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the sky: "Monster! Where are you escaping!"
Avoiding the beast's attack, Wu Yugang stole a glance and saw that the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing, along with the Third Prince Nezha and the Heavenly Soldiers, had returned to kill the thieves. With that shout, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing's demon-suppressing pagoda had been launched and was covering the heads of the two people who were fighting. The powerful pagoda fell from the sky.
Patriarch Jingtian saw the enemy clearly, and took advantage of the dark clouds in the courtyard to cover the crowd. When everyone was stunned, he had already set up the dark clouds and flew towards the sky at a high speed. When the Shushan disciples saw that their master had escaped, they knew that the situation was hopeless, and they fled in all directions, leaving only an empty courtyard.
Wu Yugang was secretly delighted when he saw the heavenly soldiers coming, but he never expected that the demon-suppressing pagoda would fall from the sky and trap him inside.
Seeing this, Nezha the Third Prince laughed out loud: "Monster! Let's see where you can escape!"
Wu Yugang heard it clearly in the pagoda, thinking to himself: Can't the heavenly court distinguish between good and evil? How annoying! How could the heavenly soldiers treat me like this!
It was unusually cold inside the pagoda, and dots of green light flickered from time to time in the darkness. A few golden lights flashed by, and the strange and bizarre things disappeared. It seemed that only by staying calm could one be safe here. Wu Yugang sat on the ground and practiced his magic in silence. While practicing his magic in secret, he suddenly felt that the flickering golden light was similar to the Tiangang righteousness in his body, and unconsciously, a lot of the golden light had merged into the righteousness.
Wu Yugang secretly practiced Qigong, circulating the Qi of the Heavenly Qi, and countless golden lights merged into his body. Not only was it harmless, but it seemed to enhance his power a lot. Feeling such a subtle change, he couldn't help but feel happy. It turned out that these golden lights were the positive Qi of the Heavenly Qi and did not harm me. That was great. The Qi circulated for thirty-six cycles, and bursts of golden light came in and out of his nose. After a while, Wu Yugang had recovered his physical strength and his power was greatly enhanced. (To be continued)