Fengshen: Hand in the dungeon of covering the sky at the beginning to quell the dark turmoil

Hearing this, Huang Feihu in front of him was startled at first, and then his fists were clenched.

What's the difference between this and kidnapping his son as a hostage?

Could it be that Chanjiao still wants to use his son as a threat to make him defect? !

In anger, Huang Feihu gritted his teeth and said indignantly.

"This Chanjiao is really a bunch of shameless villains who did everything they could to destroy the Shang Dynasty."

"I'm going to Kunlun Mountain to seek justice for my son!"

After all, Huang Feihu's martial arts power is also overflowing, and his strength is already comparable to Xuanxian.

But compared to the strength of the teaching, it is still vulnerable.

Sighing helplessly, Lin Feng also kindly reminded.

"General Huang, with your current strength, if you go to explain the teachings, if you can't even enter the mountain gate, you will be buried with your son."

"Never act impulsively."

Hearing this, Huang Feihu who happened to push the door to leave also stopped.

They are all from the fairy sect, and Kunlun Mountain has a shocking needle.

Even if it is an interception teacher, he dare not attack easily, let alone himself?

Realizing his own powerlessness, Huang Feihu let out a long sigh, and his whole body seemed to have aged countless years.

As a father, he cannot save his own child.

How sad it is!

In desperation, Huang Feihu could only kneel down and begged Lin Feng to save his son.

"Master Emperor, please save my son!"

"I can only save my son, even if it costs my life, I will not hesitate!"

Looking at Huang Feihu who was on the verge of collapse, Lin Feng was also infected by him.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Feng said seriously.

"In this way, I will give you a treasure."

"You went to Beihai to help Grand Master Wen."

Chapter 135 With me sitting in town, what are you afraid of?

Go to Beihai?

Hearing Lin Feng's arrangement, Huang Feihu was also confused at the moment.

But when he thinks that the other party is the emperor's teacher and also a direct disciple of the twelfth rank of Huakai, there should be no reason to lie to himself.

"Many thanks to the emperor's teacher for helping me out, and I am determined to live up to the emperor's teacher's entrustment!"

After taking the universe bag from Lin Feng, after discussing with Lin Feng again.

Huang Feihu left in a hurry and headed towards Beihai.

Thinking of being able to rescue his son, Huang Feihu was full of fighting spirit.

After so many years, my son doesn't know what he has become.

……

So at the same time.

Beihai, outside the border of the Shang Dynasty.

Outside the border city, the sound of fighting and screams can be heard all the time.

Beihai, as one of the ancient battlefields where the Yellow Emperor Chiyou fought, has been nourished by ghosts for thousands of years, and it has nourished many monsters.

Yuan Futong and Wen Zhong have been at loggerheads for a long time, so they are naturally one of the strongest.

As a former minister of the Shang Dynasty, Yuan Futong and the rest of the 71 princes also dabbled in martial arts.

Coupled with the secret support from Chanjiao, their strength has also improved a lot.

Using the name of Chanjiao, Yuan Futong also recruited a lot of monsters to serve as troops.

This made it difficult for the army of the Shang Dynasty to break through the line of defense and conquer the lost ground.

Time has passed quietly, and Beihai is now entering the cold winter.

At this time, Wen Zhong and the others were standing on the city wall several feet high, looking at the looming fire in the distance in the wind and snow.

Seeing the dark shadow at the edge of his line of sight gradually approaching Chengchicheng, Wen Zhong couldn't help sighing.

"This explanation is really despicable and shameless. It actually uses this method to prevent me from returning to Chaoge."

"Fortunately, King Shengming, Chao Ge has not experienced any turmoil."

"Not long ago, Guang Chengzi was defeated, and I don't know when Chanjiao will stop."

After all, Wen Zhong silently repaired the defensive circle on the city wall.

During this period of time, even Wen Zhong has lost a lot of weight visible to the naked eye, and his beard, which he intended to trim, is already in a mess.

Wen Zhong personally led troops to the occupied areas to counterattack more than once, but Yuan Futong had the support of teaching, and the battle situation was stalemate for a while.

Some people fell under the 72nd iron cavalry, some died of severe poison, and some were wiped out by the magic of the pure and moral Tianzun.

In the blizzard in the North Sea, I don't know how many bones were buried.

Following Wen Zhong's order, the army of the Shang Dynasty rushed directly at Yuan Futong's army like a hungry beast.

"kill!"

The next moment, the hazy and dreamy blizzard night suddenly brightened like day, and countless supernatural powers burst out bursts of divine light, and rushed towards Yuan Futong's army one after another.

boom!boom!boom!

Like popcorn popping beans, the sound of explosions came to Wen Zhong's ears.

Although the number of the opponent's army is still exaggerated, this bombardment has also lost one-tenth of it.

Facing Wen Zhong's surprise attack, Yuan Futong, whose face was dusted with dust, also angrily stopped the troops from starting a counterattack.

For a moment, the shouts of killing resounded even more across the battlefield.

"Kill!"

After reorganizing the army formation, Yuan Futong respectfully flew to Qingxu Daode Tianzun.

"Tianzun, that Wen Zhong is too fierce."

"Most of the troops of the 72nd princes and those spirits with no intelligence have been killed or injured."

"If it continues like this, we will definitely be exhausted here!"

Facing Yuan Futong's wailing, Qingxu Daode Tianzun shook his head indifferently, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"You just go and fight."

"With me and my disciple Huang Tianhua in charge, what are you afraid of!"

After all, Qingxu Daode Tianzun closed his eyes straight away, looking aloof.

Seeing Qingxu Daode Tianzun so perfunctory, Yuan Futong also felt a little bit of resentment in his heart for being used as a gunman.

But now that he has betrayed the Shang Dynasty, he still needs to rely on the strength of the other party.

Turning around, Yuan Futong looked at Huang Tianhua who was about to kill in the crowd with piercing eyes.

At this moment, Huang Tianhua looked contemptuous, holding the eight-edged bright silver hammer bestowed by the Qingxu Daode Tianzun, every move and every move shook the sky and the earth.

The army of the Shang Dynasty also retreated steadily, making it difficult to parry.

"Hahaha!"

"Is this all you bastards can do?"

"What kind of martial arts? It's nothing more than a trivial skill!"

Just when the situation was at an impasse again, a red streamer came galloping in the distance.

After seeing the identity of the visitor, Wen Zhong also smiled.

It was Huang Feihu who came to support!

"Master Wen, I'm here to help you!"

Hearing this, Wen Zhong was also overjoyed, and excitedly explained the current battle situation to Huang Feihu.

"General Huang, although the princes of the 72nd Route led by Yuan Futong are still resisting, they are actually exhausted."

"It won't take much time, and we will be able to kill it smoothly."

"It's just that now the teaching is secretly obstructing, and one of the twelve golden immortals, Qingxu Daode Tianzun, is sent to sit in the town."

"That's why it has been so long since the rebels failed to return to the court."

"During this period of time, I have also heard about the affairs of the court, and you, Bigan and others have bothered."

Huang Feihu's anger was ignited again when he heard that it was actually someone from the Interpretation of Education who helped Yuan Futong rebel.

Especially when I heard that the person who came to suppress it was the Qingxu Daode Tianzun who Lin Feng said had abducted his son.

A strong evil spirit emanated from Huang Feihu's body, and he looked fiercely at the battlefield ahead.

What a pure and moral Tianzun!

The name is so resounding, but what he has done is a matter of chicken and dog robbery.

Not only took my son as a hostage, but also instigated Yuan Futong to lead the 72 princes to rebel.

What a villain!

Looking at Huang Feihu who was furious in front of him, Wen Zhong was horrified.

Although Huang Feihu was indeed loyal to the Shang Dynasty, his murderous intent was a little too heavy, right?

Before Wen Zhong asked, Huang Feihu suppressed his anger and hurriedly explained to Wen Zhong.

"By the way, Grand Master Wen."

"This time I came to Beihai not at the behest of the king, but at the command of the emperor."

"After the emperor gave me a treasure, he sent me to help you, Grand Master, to put down the chaos in the North Sea."

Uncle Lin Feng?

After knowing that Huang Feihu came here under the initiative of Lin Feng, Wen Zhong was overjoyed.

Since it was arranged by Lin Feng, it must be foolproof.

Now even with the presence of the pure and moral Heavenly Venerable, Yuan Futong's rebel army would have to be completely wiped out!

Hugging Huang Feihu, Wen Zhong also laughed boldly.

"Hahaha, the old minister did not misunderstand the person."

"Then I will trouble General Huang a lot!"

Chapter 136 Dead ducks have a hard mouth, why bother?

After specifying tactics with Huang Feihu, Wen Zhong took the lead and led the main force to attack Yuan Futong's rebels.

But Huang Feihu led an elite force to attack from the side, blocking the direction where Yuan Futong's rebels were likely to flee.

I saw soldiers wearing black armour, staring at Yuan Futong's rebels with murderous eyes.

After these soldiers practiced martial arts, due to their already excellent physical fitness, they also practiced rapidly.

Moreover, fighting outside all the year round gave these soldiers an astonishing murderous aura.

Even though it was separated by a street, this murder could still give people a chill.

And thousands of martial arts soldiers gathered together, and their killing intent was even higher.

Compared with the army of the princes of the 72nd Route led by Yuan Futong, the momentum is not at the same level at all.