Chapter 74 A big gift to your door
Yuan Futong went through a long journey of several hours.

He was terrified all the way, afraid that if he turned around he would see Wen Zhong riding on the black unicorn chasing him.

Only when the outline of the military town in the distance came into view did I feel relieved.

Just as he was about to enter, the gatekeeper stopped him and pointed his gun at him: "Who are you? What are you trying to do here?"

Yuan Futong was so angry that he had no place to vent. He was stopped by his own people and was not allowed to go in. He looked unhappy and said, "Are you blind? Don't you recognize me?"

The soldier looked at him suspiciously and said, "Even if you look like the Marquis, are you the Marquis? Show me your token."

Yuan Futong's face suddenly fell. If the talisman was still in his hand, he would have taken it out long ago. Why would he have to wait for the soldiers to ask him for it?
When he was thrown into prison, all his belongings were taken away.

"Without the talisman, you ask that person to come out and see me~"

Yuan Futong said a name.

The soldier frowned and said, "No token? You still want me to come out to see you? Who gave you the face? Pretending to be a marquis is a serious crime. Surrender and I'll spare your life! If you keep talking, I'll shoot you to death!"

Yuan Futong frowned and was about to say something when he saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes.

The soldier raised his spear and stabbed without any hesitation.

Yuan Futong is no ordinary person. He has entered the Tao through martial arts. He has now reached the realm of refining Qi and transforming it into a spirit, just like Yang Jian.

Although he is not as good as Yang Jian, he can hardly find any rivals below the level of immortals with his Eight or Nine Mysterious Arts.

But it is not something that can be controlled by just the soldiers in front of us.

Yuan Futong grabbed the tip of the gun and chopped it out with his palm without hesitation.

The soldier guarding the gate felt his chest collapse suddenly and he hit the gate. Blood gushed out of his mouth and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Everything happened so quickly that the other soldiers thought it was just a routine check.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the visitor was not friendly and his alarm bells rang immediately.

Countless soldiers surrounded them.

"I am Yuan Futong, the Marquis of Beibo. Don't you recognize me?"

Yuan Futong looked at his soldiers surrounding him with spears and shouted angrily.

"Why would the damn Marquis kill his own people? You must be an imposter."

Suddenly someone in the crowd cursed.

The next moment, all the spears thrust out.

Yuan Futong's face changed drastically.

When Yuan Futong was welcomed back to the camp by the soldiers, he had several wounds on his body.

At the same time, many soldiers died at his hands.

"These people really don't know how to live or die! How dare they question my identity."

Yuan Futong cursed angrily.

There was a military medical officer beside him, bandaging his wounds.

He was feeling very depressed at the moment.

First, the barbarian human sacrifices brought back turned out to be a means for the barbarians to assassinate Emperor Yi.

Then he was taken prisoner and did not see the light of day for several days.

He had been in a superior position for a long time and had never experienced such hardship.

Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that there are many strange things in these events.

It was just like the barbarian's surrender, as if it was a deliberately prepared trap and he stepped into it.

And these barbarians paid such a huge price to kill Emperor Yi.

The leaders of the entire clan were treated as abandoned children, and in the end they just became wedding dresses for Zishou.

wedding dress?

Yuan Futong's eyes suddenly lit up, he discovered something strange.

This time, the barbarians assassinated Emperor Yi and pinned the blame on him and Weizi Qi, making it impossible for the previous king's eldest son Weizi Qi to take the throne. The only beneficiary was Na Zishou, now Emperor Xin, the King of Shang.

Maybe this is a conspiracy between Emperor Xin and the barbarians.

Then they framed him.

Yuan Futong felt more and more that his inference was very reasonable.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the military camp.

"My Lord, a guest has arrived and we have been waiting for several hours."

A Taoist came in to report that he was a Qi-refining practitioner in the army. He could not make it in his own sect, so he joined the army to seek a chance to make achievements.

He was previously responsible for discussing how to deal with Su Daji with the barbarians in Baishi City, and was a capable subordinate of Yuan Futong.

Yuan Futong was stunned when he heard this.

He had just arrived, and someone was already waiting for him here.

"who is it?"

The Taoist pointed his finger toward the sky.

Heaven!

Yuan Futong's pupils trembled.

In fact, he was able to escape from Chaoge because Taibai Star Lord of Heaven secretly released him.

At this moment, the people sent by Heaven had already arrived at the military camp to guard him.

It seems that the Heavenly Court has set its sights on him.

The power of Heaven is a huge threat to Yuan Futong.

He did not dare to disobey and quickly asked the Taoist to bring the guest over.

There were three Taoists coming, and judging from their attire, their style seemed somewhat similar to that of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Greetings, Lord Marquis. The three of us are here on the orders of Lord Taibai to lend a helping hand to Lord Marquis."

"Help me for what?"

"Of course we should raise an army to attack Shang!"

Yuan Futong suddenly stood up, and the medical officer who was bandaging his wound was startled by his action.

He questioned, "Why did the four great princes of the east, west, south and north choose Yuan?"

"Of course it's because the Marquis has been imprisoned by the Shang Dynasty, and he must hate the Shang Dynasty to the core."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Futong frowned. The Heavenly Court's behavior was very strange. If they really wanted to help, they would not have sent only these three Taoists.

At least an immortal will be sent to take charge.

Currently, the army under his command is no more than 100,000 people, but on the edge of Chaoge, the armies of the other three princes of the Shang Dynasty are watching there.

If Yuan Futong dares to act rashly, he will surely be attacked by everyone.

What's more, with Wen Zhong's personal strength, he is definitely capable of coming alone to take his head.

The Heavenly Court came to him just to use his current army to disrupt Chaoge.

"What if someone doesn't want to?"

One of the Taoists stepped forward, took out a brocade box from his bosom, and presented it to you: "This is a treasure given to you by the Star Lord. With this help, you will have nothing to worry about."

Yuan Futong opened the brocade box and saw a piece of black iron inside.

He didn't understand what was going on and was about to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by a Taoist priest nearby.

"My Lord, you can't do that!"

Yuan Futong's face darkened, and there was a questioning look in his eyes.

The Taoist said: "Previously, those barbarians summoned the incarnation of the ancient demon god. When Wen Zhong was fighting with the incarnation of the demon god, two pieces of armor fragments that fell from the demon god's body were secretly collected by Taibai Xingjun.

One piece was used to turn Wen Zhong's army into the flesh and blood incarnation of the devil, in an attempt to hold Wen Zhong back, but failed in the end. The other piece is the piece in front of you. If you touch the iron piece, those with weak minds will surely be invaded by the devil's will and turned into a mass of unconscious flesh and blood."

Yuan Futong asked: "What use is this thing to me?"

The Taoist said with a stern look: "As long as we cooperate with the formation handed down by the Star Lord and sacrifice the 100,000 troops under the command of the Marquis, we will definitely be able to let the incarnation of the demon god return to the world."

Yuan Futong remained silent, his face uncertain. The three Taoists saw Yuan Futong's hesitation and were about to use Taibai Xingjun to put pressure on him, when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.

When everyone left the military camp, they were shocked to find that the soldiers around them were pointing at the sky.

Look up.

But I saw a full moon in the sky.

Under the full moon, a dark shadow stood in the air.

The moonlight behind it looked like a divine light.

"Mo Qilin!"

Yuan Futong sucked in a breath of cold air, his face turned pale in an instant, and thoughts raced through his mind, he had even thought of how to beg for mercy.

The next moment, a figure jumped off the black unicorn, fell to the ground from a high altitude, and raised a cloud of dust.

The people on the ground quickly dispersed.

Wait until the smoke clears.

Yuan Futong's face lit up with joy, because the person who came was not Wen Zhong, but Wen Zhong's junior brother Yang Jian.

At this moment, Yang Jian's armor was torn, with traces of burns remaining on the edges.

He pulled out a loach-like creature from his waist and threw it towards Yuan Futong.

"I'll give you a great gift!"

Yuan Futong treated himself as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He drew the sword from the waist of a soldier beside him and chopped the loach-like thing away.

Originally he thought he could cut it in two with one sword, but unexpectedly the sword only produced sparks.

"I am Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Do you dare to kill me?"

Ao Bing jumped up from the ground and was about to transform into his original form.

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold.

Ao Bing suddenly felt a chill and could only maintain his original form and crawl to Yuan Futong's side: "I am Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Save my life, and my father will definitely reward you."

Yuan Futong narrowed his eyes. He had of course heard of the name of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. Although the East China Sea Dragon Palace was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, its strength was not inferior to that of the Heavenly Court. If he had the help of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, he could easily take over the Shang Dynasty.

Although he didn't understand Yang Jian's intention, he still asked someone to pick up Ao Bing, who was lying on the ground, and hold him in his hands.

At the side, the Taoist sent by Taibai Star Lord discovered Ao Bing and his expression changed suddenly. Obviously, their plan to let Dragon Palace intervene in Chaoge by killing Ao Bing had failed.

Yuan Futong: "If you~"

He said half the words.

He was suddenly interrupted by Yang Jian: "Don't worry, my lord, there is another great gift."

Yang Jian raised his head and signaled that Mo Qilin could come down.

The black unicorn slowly descended, and Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan on its back suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Futong.

Yuan Futong: "I dare not accept such a valuable gift. What does Master Wen want?"

Yang Jian: "Master Wen wants you to return to the northern border and start a rebellion!"

Yuan Futong narrowed his eyes and thought of something in an instant: "Master Wen's gift is indeed generous and his friendship is also important. I will accept these three gifts, but I don't want to go back."

"Three servings? Are you sure? If you don't want to go back, I'll kill you until you get out of here!"

When Yang Jian heard this, his evil eyes between his eyebrows were filled with murderous intent.

What Yuan Futong meant was that Yang Jian was also a great gift.

The next moment, Yuan Futong stepped back.

Soldiers poured out from all directions, instantly blocking Yang Jian's front and retreat routes.

Seeing this, the black unicorn on the side instantly jumped up from the ground and flew into the air.

Following Yuan Futong's order.

Many soldiers rushed towards Yang Jian together.

Yang Jian casually swung the bronze halberd in his hand, and several people in front of him were hit by the huge force and turned into a bloody mist.

[Spirit +5]

"Well done!"

He laughed excitedly.

He was fascinated by the feeling of the long-lost essence entering his body and the rapid operation of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

He leaped forward, rushed into the crowd, and headed towards where Yuan Futong was.

With a casual wave of the long spear in his hand, countless broken limbs flew into the sky.

The heavy blade at the head of the halberd passed by, just glancing at the waist of the soldier in front, and his body was split in half by the energy.

No one could stop Yang Jian's figure. Wherever he passed, he was like a speeding dump truck. Anyone who was touched by it would die, and anyone who was hit by it would be left with no trace.

Yuan Futong looked grim, as he had previously witnessed Yang Jian's ferocious power under the barbarian city.

But he felt that the soldiers under his command were all elite, and capturing Yang Jian would be an easy task.

Only at this moment did he realize how arrogant he was.

Looking at the flying limbs in the air, my heart suddenly tightened.

These people are his troops from the northern border and cannot be slaughtered indiscriminately by Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was like a fierce god, and he frightened these ordinary soldiers.

Although these ordinary soldiers are not as strong as those who practice Taoism, they are the cornerstone of the army. It is only when they meet Yang Jian that they are like an egg hitting a stone.

Thinking of this, he signaled to send out the Qi-refining practitioners in the army.

next moment.

Yang Jian suddenly felt empty in front of him and looked up.

I saw talismans flashing in front of me, and the sound of magic power surging was extremely strong.

Then hundreds of spells, talismans, and flying swords came towards him.

Yang Jian frowned and didn't dare to take it head-on.

He used his magical power [Water Cloud Body] and his body instantly turned into white mist.

Communicate with the magic power in Dantian, sense the area around you with thick water vapor, and with a thought, the magic power in Dantian will instantly decrease by 10%, and the white mist will disappear in an instant.

"Boom~~"

Hundreds of attacks hit the place where Yang Jian was originally standing.

But his figure had long disappeared without a trace.

"Escape Technique! That's the Five Elements Escape Technique!"

The Taoist priest sent by Taibai Star Lord was worthy of being from a large sect in Dongsheng Shenzhou. He was knowledgeable and could tell at a glance that Yang Jian used the Five Elements Escape Technique.

"How can it be!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Everyone knows that if one wants to truly use the art of escape, one must reach the realm of refining the spirit and returning to the void.

Most of them had cultivated the supernatural power of spiritual eyes, so they could naturally see that Yang Jian's cultivation was only at the level of refining qi into spirit, and he was simply unable to use the art of escape.

But the facts were before them and they had no choice but to believe it.

Just as everyone was looking around and casting magic to search for Yang Jian.

There was fog appearing in the center of the crowd.

Yang Jian can use water escape through [Water Cloud Body], and after the battle just now, the place was littered with corpses and blood.

The thing that is least lacking is water.

This is his home ground!
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