Chapter 89 Chapter 3 The first official battle

On the avenue with a chilling atmosphere, there were dead corpses of savages lying all over the place. The wind blew through and lifted the clothes of several dead corpses, making hunting sounds. The atmosphere of the whole scene was very strange. Yiyangjiu took a look at Sangyang Suyin and found that his expression was solemn, but his eyes were fixed in the direction of Sangyangjing and the two sisters. Looking carefully at the general Kong and his son Wen, besides a transparent soul like ice crystal behind him, the two lieutenants beside him also have souls. The soul of one of them is a fireball like a flame and the sun, while the soul of the other is like a giant black eagle.

Confucius, father and son, had serious expressions on their faces. They turned their heads to look at Yiyangjiu and the others, and rode their horses to approach slowly. "It turns out that there is such an expert in this mountain and wild place," he said with a slight smile, "I am a doctor of Lu State, named Confucius, Father and Son Wen. Who are you?" He turned his head to look at Sang The two sisters, Yang Jing and Sister Yang, suddenly smiled and said, "Ah! I'm so dazed, I didn't see that there are Yangcheng children here, how is your father?" Sang Yangjing's face was ashen, and she snorted, but didn't answer.

Father Kong and Ziwen laughed. "Actually, there's nothing wrong with it. Anyway, it's not all over, man! When you close your eyes, you won't be able to see for yourself. You won't be bothered by sorrows and joys, success or fame. What's wrong with that?" He said these words lightly, but in Sangyang Suyin's ears, it was like a huge thunder sounded out of thin air. "What?" He opened his eyes wide and shouted, "What are you talking about?" Father Kong and Ziwen glanced at Sister Sangyangjing again, and said with a relaxed smile: "What am I talking about? You are not deaf, do you want me to say it again?" He said in a deep voice: "I said, Sangyangcheng of Yangcheng The Lord has returned to his hometown, died, and died, is that clear?"

Sangyang Shuyin's body began to tremble, and the expression on his face was very complicated, it didn't look sad, but it wasn't happy either.He looked at Sister Sangyang suspiciously, and found that the two looked sad, but they didn't mean to refute what Confucius and Ziwen said. "He's dead?" Sangyang Suyin murmured, "Ziyu is dead..." Yi Yangjiu was watching the conversation between Sang Yang Su Yin and Kong's father and son Wen. From earlier signs, he could see that the parents of Sang Yang Su Yin and Sang Yang Jing must have deep entanglements. Their father is probably Sangyang Shuyin's brother, and now from the conversation, it is even more clear that this brother is actually the lord of Yangcheng.

Therefore, the name of the lord of Yangcheng should be called Sangyang Ziyu. Sang Yangjing looked sad, but still stubborn. "My father is dead, aren't you happier? You have been jealous of him all your life, and you have done so many bad things in order not to be as good as him. Now that he is dead, you are finally satisfied? If not..." Before she finished speaking, she saw Sangyang Suyin yelled, her expression twisted, and her figure came so fast, she rushed towards her. At the same instant, Yi Yangjiu's angry and loud roar was heard from a farther place. What he called was: "Bastard!"

Then, Sang Yangjing only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the whole world suddenly fell into absolute darkness. It turned out that just now, taking advantage of the conversation between Sang Yang Su Yin and Sang Yang Jing, Kong father and son Wen became more and more excited, and thought that the opportunity was not lost, so he urged the Bing Jing Yuanshen behind him, and quietly shot an arrow. After all, he was somewhat afraid of the primordial spirits of Yiyang Jiu and the others, so the target of his attack was Sang Yangjing who stood aside and had no primordial spirit ability.

When Sangyang Suyin first heard the news of his younger brother's death, although his mood was extremely agitated, he was still alert to Yuanshen. From the corner of his eye, he saw the flash of Bing Jingyuanshen's arrow, and he knew something was wrong, so he rushed straight away. In the past, he knocked Sang Yangjing down, and because of the excessive impact force, he knocked this timid girl unconscious. On the other hand, Yiyangjiu reacted very quickly. He knew that the situation had changed when he saw Sangyang Suyin's wild action. He saw that the Bingjing Yuanshen behind Confucius and his son Wen had set up a second arrow, and cursed With the sound of "bastard", the huge body flew past like a breeze.

When he got to the horse of Father Kong and Ziwen, he stood on his toes, jumped onto the horse's back lightly as if walking a ladder, stretched out his left palm, and slapped Father and Ziwen on the head. This movement seems to be sloppy, and it is not the same as the fierceness and rigor of ordinary sparring, but his movement is so fast, that Confucius and his son Wen are famous generals who have experienced many battles, so naturally he can't let him hit the head with such a palm. Terrified, he tilted his head back, avoiding the palm of the giant spirit at the very moment. However, because the movement of leaning back was too great, the whole person turned his head up and overturned, and fell heavily on the mud with a "bang".

Yi Yangjiu got excited, yelling loudly, and at the same time lightly dismounted from his horse. "You kid sneak attack? I tell you to steal it!" Another girl, Sang Yangqing, was very close to her sister when she fell down. She was stunned when she saw Sangyang Yinyin throwing Sang Yangjing down. As a member of the Sangyang family, although they can't see the Yuanshen themselves, they know about the Yuanshen quite well. After only looking around for a while, they know that an invisible battle of the Yuanshen has been waged around them. Sangyang Yin wiped Sangyangjing on the ground and lay down. With his left thumb bluffed, he pressed it on the girl's groin, rubbed it twice, and Sangyangjing woke up faintly.

At this time, Sang Yangqing also came to the side, Sang Yang did not have time to explain, seeing that Yi Yangjiu, Yi Ya and others in the distance had started fighting with Confucius' father and son Wen's troops, he left a word. "You come and take care of your sister!" Sang Yangqing didn't even have time to answer, Sang Yang Su Yin flew past her like the wind and rushed to the battle situation where Yi Yang Jiu and the others were in. Just then, Yiyangjiu suddenly attacked, causing Kong and Ziwen to fall off their horses in panic. The two generals on the side were shocked and jumped off their horses, rushing over to help Kong and his sons. , then instructed the black eagle soul behind him to flap its wings and start attacking Yiyang Jiu with a flutter.

This black eagle is an ethereal and ethereal thing, it can be seen but cannot be hit, but under the couch of the giant wings, there is actually a sharp wind like a knife, with flying sand and rocks, and immediately beat Yi Yangjiu in a hurry. At this time, Yi Ya and the others had also arrived. Although Yi Ya's soul "Pao Ren" was chubby, his movements were the fastest. The primordial spirit probably had the same feeling, and the two primordial spirits seemed to have made an agreement, and they rushed forward to each other, fighting hand to hand, and fought each other. But Kai Fang and Shu Diao's Yuanshen seemed a little at a loss, standing aside, not knowing how to join this strange battle. At this time, the subordinates of Confucius, father and son, who were standing a little far away, looked at each other, watching this battle that seemed to be fighting but not fighting, and everyone was a little dazed. You must know that in the eyes of ordinary people who cannot see the soul, these tragic soul battles are invisible, and can only be roughly seen from the host's movements or the surrounding wind, footprints, and heat. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Yi Yangjiu covered his face, as if he was in a strong wind and sand, and couldn't even open his eyes. However, the general of Lu State who was standing in front of him had no intention of doing anything, but his face was full of big eyes. Khan fixed his eyes on Yiyangjiu. The movements of Yi Ya and the other general were even more ridiculous. The two of them faced each other tensely at a distance of about ten steps, but both of them had their hands behind their backs, leaving a large space between them. Moreover, on the ground of that space, white smoke that seemed to be burning with hot water rose out at this time, and some of the ground was still glowing brightly like red-hot coals. But these sergeants are all well-trained soldiers after all. Although the situation was weird, they still surrounded them, intending to help the officers. At this time, Sangyang Suyin had already run over, looked at the battle situation, grabbed a handful of black "gunpowder" powder in his hand, and with a strong shake, threw the powder on the ground in front of Yiyangjiu. Strange to say, the wind blown out by the black eagle primordial spirit is extremely strong, but the black powder particles can penetrate the strong wind and hit the ground directly, making a loud sound of "bi peeling", and also showing thousands of flames. The general with the black eagle's primordial spirit was startled, and the flapping speed of the black eagle's wings slowed down. Yi Yangjiu took advantage of the situation and retreated, thus avoiding the attack of the wind and sand. Seeing that the accompanying subordinates were gradually approaching, Confucius, father and son Wen who fell to the ground were overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Catch me all these guys!" Sangyang Suyin grabbed Yiyangjiu's hand and said in a deep voice, "We can't let them come over, we can't outnumber them!" His eyes were firm and encouraging. "It's up to you, tell Luo Ye to block them!" Yi Yangjiu understood, smiled, and his expression turned serious, concentrating on meditation. Then, the fat green primordial spirit radish leaves gave off a slight golden light, and they waved their hands vigorously, releasing seeds all over the sky. But this kind of seed is a bit different from the usual green color. Today most of these seeds are glowing with golden light, and plants and vines have already begun to grow when they are waved in the air. Some seeds are like fireworks, and when they touch each other, they will spark New mass of seeds. When the group of Lu soldiers saw such a strange phenomenon, many plants like dark clouds and sky appeared in the sky for no reason. The tent covered the head. And when the sergeants were all covered, a row of dense and solid tree curtains grew around them, like a huge cylinder, surrounding them. The trapped soldiers were tightly entangled in the vines, crying loudly, wondering what kind of ghosts they encountered today, and their mana was so strong. Father and son Wenwen, who fell to the ground, had already managed to stand up. Seeing this situation, he was terrified. Almost intuitively, he urged the Ice Crystal Primordial Spirit behind him, intending to aim at Sangyang Yinyin, and then shoot a fatal arrow. At this time, Sangyang Suyin was facing away from Confucius, father and son Wen, and seemed unaware of the imminent catastrophe behind him. Not far away, Yi Yangjiu had just escaped from the strong wind, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he saw the aiming action of the ice crystal primordial spirit in a blink of an eye. " with a bang and threw it over. Father Kong and Ziwen were concentrating on aiming at Sangyang Suyin at this moment, and had no time to pay attention to the situation on the side. When the shoe came through the air and appeared with a black shadow "swipe", it was too late to dodge. With a sound of "pa", the shoe hit him on the bridge of the nose impartially, and Yi Yangjiu threw him so hard that he knocked him to the ground again. But the Ice Crystal Primordial Spirit who shot the arrow was disturbed by him like this, and with a "swish", the ice arrow shot deflected again, emitting white smoke, and hit the bushes beside him. And the original emerald green bushes, after being shot by the ice arrow, immediately formed small thorns. Seeing this, Sangyang Yinyin shouted loudly: "Xiao Jiu, he can't beat you, but be very careful, don't let him have another chance to shoot arrows!" At this moment, the Black Eagle Primordial Spirit recovered from the shock of the explosion just now, and fanned a strong wind all over the place again, making it impossible for people to get close. This Black Eagle Primordial Spirit doesn't seem to have any great abilities, it's just that his hand is very powerful, but because of this, Yiyang Jiu and Sangyang Suyin can't do anything for a while. In the strong wind, the father and son Wen tried their best to stand up again. His leg was probably injured when he fell off the horse, so it was a bit inconvenient to move, but although the body was inconvenient to move, the Yuanshen behind him persevered and still bent his bow Come aim. This time, it was Yiyangjiu who had been swept away by the strong wind. Sangyang Shuyin looked around and saw Shu Diao who didn't know how to join the battle, and a thought suddenly came to his mind. "Sable!" he shouted loudly: "Focus on your 'everything', let it destroy those ice arrows!" Shu Diao stared blankly at the Ice Crystal Primordial Spirit, but saw that the target that the Primordial Spirit was aiming at gradually shifted away from Yiyangjiu, and gradually turned to himself. At this moment, his primordial spirit "Wanwu" started to move. The appearance of "Wanwu" originally looked like a strange thin woman, but now its body is like a soft wicker, fluttering continuously and gradually becoming longer. , and brushed towards the body of the ice crystal primordial spirit. With a sound of "swish", the Frost Arrow had been shot at this moment, and Shu Diao was shocked, and instinctively wanted to dodge. But Sangyang Yinyin on the side laughed loudly, and said loudly: "Shu Diao Shu Diao, you 'Wanwu' is really powerful, you are worthy of 'Serving all things'!" In amazement, I saw that the Frostbolt's castration slowed down, and in the end it almost seemed to be floating in the air. It turned out that the ice-cold, crystal-hard Frostbolt was flicked by "everything", and turned into pieces of snowflakes in the air like feathers. This terrifying primordial weapon that could kill a person in an instant, not only could not hurt people, but in the end, it also fell to the ground in colorful patterns. Father Kong and Ziwen knelt on the ground dumbfounded, almost unable to believe what they saw with their own eyes. The Ice Crystal Primordial Spirit behind him seemed unwilling to give up, and still drew out the ice arrow again, bent the bow, put the string, and shot... However, the Frostbolt was still the same, and shot out lightly, turning into pieces of beautiful snowflakes. There was even a more mischievous snowflake that quietly floated in front of Confucius, father and son, as if making fun of him for being a wolf. The white and crystal-clear snowflakes slowly drift to the other side with the breeze. Chic, elegant, pure white and flawless. It's just that there was a sudden "boom", and a cloud of hot steam surged through the air, passing across the snowflakes, and it disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. The place where the fire cloud came from was the place where Yi Ya's primordial spirit "Pao Ren" fought with the flame primordial spirit. Just now the "Pao Ren" seemed to have sensed it, and as soon as he saw the flame soul, he fought it heartily, as if there had been some incomprehensible grudge between the two souls. Since the arrow of the Ice Crystal Primordial Spirit no longer poses a threat, Sangyang Yinyin ignored Kong, Father and Ziwen, and let him sit on his knees panting, while he walked to the place where Yi Ya was fighting the Flaming Primordial Spirit. . "Easy tooth, easy tooth," Sangyang Suyin sighed, "Why did you forget what I said to you so quickly? You need to know that it is the most unwise way to use brute force to fight head-to-head when fighting. The best way to deal with the enemy is to attack the enemy's weaknesses!" After Fatty Yi Ya's battle, although he didn't do it himself, the state of Yuanshen is closely related to the body of the host, and the "Paoren" fight is easy to fight, which naturally makes Fatty tired and sweating profusely, panting again and again . "Yes... yes!" He said pantingly, "but...but my brain just doesn't work, I can't figure it out..." Sangyang Suyin looked back at Yiyangjiu's distressed appearance trapped in the strong wind, and whispered a few words in Yi Ya's ear. The host of the Flame Primordial Spirit is a tall and fat young general named Shusun Dahong, but this person is a conservative and uninitiated character. He has fought with Yi Ya for a long time, and he only dared to fight with him, but did not dare to attack further Others, for fear of a mistake, they will lose their own lives. At this moment, Uncle Sun Dahong saw Sangyang Suyin beeping in Yi Ya's ear, knowing that what the two of them were talking about might be extremely unfavorable to him, but he didn't know what to do. I saw Yi Ya showing a joyful smile, and kept nodding.Then, the "Pao Ren" who was fighting with Huo Yuanshen suddenly jumped out of the battle situation somehow, his fat figure turned around, flashed past Huo Huo Yuanshen, and suddenly rushed towards Uncle Sun Dahong. Unexpectedly, it would have such a move. Uncle Sun Dahong opened his mouth wide and was about to scream, but was bumped by the "cook man". Has anyone ever wondered what it's like to "collide" with the Yuanshen? Most of the primordial spirits are nothingness, and even if they can be seen, they are often just shadows. Decades ago, someone once touched the primordial spirit "Houji" of the nine ancestors of Yiyang, but they felt it right away, as if they were touching a big piece of jelly. And Uncle Sun Dahong's own soul is a flame, which miraculously keeps a distance of one or two steps from him for many years, and has never been close. Therefore, Uncle Sun Dahong never touched his soul. And it is even more impossible to touch the souls of Confucius, father and son Wen. Strictly speaking, there is no uncomfortable feeling about "colliding" with that yellow "pao man" at this moment. There is no feeling of touch, as if it was just irradiated by a light. Only for a very short moment, I felt that I was bathed in a mass of warm yellow light, with a faint earthy fragrance and some indescribable smells. This feeling seems like a long story to say, but it just happened at the snap of a finger. Uncle Sun Dahong was on the spot, was penetrated by the "cook man", but found that he was not injured at all. However, not far away, there was a huge change at the Black Eagle Primordial Spirit who fought against Yiyangjiu.