I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

"General Zhang, you must be mistaken. I'm not on a horse, but on a hot wheel.

You should say: 'Li Goudan, if you don't get off the Wind Hot Wheels now, when will you? '" Looking at Zhang Guifang, Nezha asked her to change her line.

"You... Li Goudan, if you don't get off the Hot Wheels now, when will you?" After a moment of silence, Zhang Guifang shouted subconsciously.

"Ah!" With a scream, Nezha slipped and fell directly from the air.

"Prepare for rescue!" Jiang Ziya shouted when he saw Nezha fall.

However, when the distance was only a hand's length away, Nezha stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel again.

"How about it...are you surprised or not?

I'm fine!

Zhang Guifang, I'm just teasing you. Your little tricks are useless to me." Sitting on the wind-fire wheel with his legs crossed, Nezha smiled and looked at Zhang Guifang provocatively.

"Li Goudan...you are looking for death." Zhang Guifang roared when she found out that she was being fooled by Nezha, and rushed towards Nezha directly.

"Hey, this junior brother is so naughty." Seeing that Nezha was fine, Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.

"Indeed, this Li Goudan is really naughty." Just now, Jifa and others were also frightened. When they found that Nezha was fine, they couldn't help laughing.

There was another reason why they laughed, and that was that Nezha was beating Zhang Guifang.

After Nezha ignored Zhang Guifang's magic, Zhang Guifang was like a toothless tiger and could no longer remain calm.

"good chance.

"Order the three armies to charge out of the city gate and kill Zhang Guifang." Jiang Ziya naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity and immediately gave the order to take the initiative to attack.

"Yes." Huang Feihu was a master of military strategy, so he would naturally not miss such an opportunity.

Besides, Huang Feihu is no match for Zhang Guifang.

Nezha fights Zhang Guifang, and Huang Feihu is naturally invincible.

After assembling his army, Huang Feihu rode on the five-colored divine bull, roared loudly, and rushed out of the city gate.

"Retreat... Order the army to retreat." After being suppressed by Nezha, Zhang Guifang knew that he was finished.

After being repelled by Nezha's shot, Zhang Guifang immediately roared and ordered the three armies to retreat.

"General Zhang, where are you escaping to?" Nezha admired Zhang Guifang quite a bit. He thought that if he trained her a little, she would be of great use.

Moreover, Zhang Guifang was very decisive and left as soon as she said she would.

"Li Goudan... ahem, Junior-Martial Brother Goudan, please hold Zhang Guifang back and buy us some time." Seeing Zhang Guifang leading the escape, Jiang Ziya chased out and gave Nezha an order.

"Okay, Prime Minister." Nezha stepped on the wind-fire wheels and deliberately slowed down, chasing after Zhang Guifang.

Even if Nezha deliberately slowed down, he was still the fastest one.

After Nezha, Huang Feihu followed closely with a large army.

After running all the way, Zhang Guifang returned to her camp.

But Nezha and his group followed closely behind and had to fight.

"What a bunch of rebels! They actually dared to chase us directly to the camp. Let me kill them all." Feng Lin roared when he was chased to the camp. He rode on his green-maned horse, brandished a mace, and charged towards Huang Feihu.

Zhang Guifang wanted to do something, but Nezha entangled her and she had no chance to fight back.

Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin were tied up, and Xiqi gained a great advantage.

Xin Jia and Xin Mian led the charge, and no one could stop them.

"Come quickly, General Zhou Ji and Nangong Shi are here. They are imprisoned in the trapped chariot." When they reached the rear of the camp, everyone soon saw Zhou Ji and Nangong Shi.

"Save people." They had received orders from Jiang Ziya for this trip, and their primary task was to welcome Zhou Ji and Nangong Shi.

Now seeing Zhou Ji and Nangong Shi, Xin Jia and Xin Mian naturally burst out with 200% of their strength.

"Damn it, retreat... retreat quickly... if we continue like this, the consequences will be disastrous." As the saying goes, a defeat is like a landslide. After Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin were defeated, the rest were no match for them.

There was no other way, so Zhang Guifang could only abandon the camp and choose to escape.

Zhang Guifang took a quick look. After he and Feng Lin were entangled, the Yin army was slaughtered so badly that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, with ghosts crying and gods wailing.

Looking around, the ground was littered with the corpses of the Shang Dynasty.

"Escape!"

"I won't fight anymore. Xiqi is too strong. I can't beat him!"

"Help, help!"