The generals were shocked.
The aura that Yuan Futong gave off was too strong.
"Great King! There is no need for the king to deal with such rebels! I will do!"
Zhang Guifang took the initiative to ask for battle.
"Great King! Commander Zhang is a hero among the people. He will definitely be able to capture this traitor!”
Huang Feihu recommended.
After this period of interaction, Huang Feihu realized that Zhang Guifang was indeed a hero among the people. Even in the entire Shang Dynasty, she was one of the best.
"Minister Zhang, can you help me?”
Although he was a little unwilling.
Zhang Guifang still cupped her fists and said.
"This general is willing to stand guard for Your Majesty!"
Wen Zhong, who was standing at the side, did not speak.
If he wanted to subdue the demon in front of him, he might really need the Renhuang to wield the Renhuang Sword.
Wen Zhong had fought Yuan Futong many times and knew how powerful this demon was.
Di Xin walked out of the formation with two swords on his waist.
One was the Diyi Sword bestowed by the late king, and the other was the Shennong Evil-slaying Sword.
"You are the Great Merchant King?"
Yuan Futong saw a young man walk out of the army formation. He looked to be in his mid-twenties.
However, according to the information, the king of the Shang Dynasty was already 35 years old.
"It's this king!"
" Yes." Di Xin replied briefly. He was not angry, but he was imposing. An invisible pressure gushed out from his body.
Yuan Futong narrowed his eyes.
This aura!
It couldn't be wrong. It was definitely something that only Renhuang could possess.
"I heard that you are a demon who possessed a human body. In that case, you should cherish your life and protect yourself. How dare you rebel?”
Di Xin saw that the other party's demonic aura was soaring, so he must be a great demon.
If he didn't have a divine sword in his hand, it would be difficult to subdue this demon.
"You're the Human Emperor in vain. Don't you know that the heavens have changed?”
Hearing this, Di Xin couldn't help but laugh.
Yet another person who was talking about fate with him.
The Dao heart of the last person who talked to him about fate had already been destroyed.
"Divine artifacts are easier to obtain, and those who are capable can obtain them!"
Yuan Futong said firmly.
Was this guy a fool? The era of the demon race had already ended. It was unknown how many eras had passed.
Since this guy wanted to become the ruler of the world with the body of a demon.
If he was not a fool, then someone must have used a great divine power on him and disturbed his mind.
That was why he was so brazenly making enemies of the imperial court.
"It's useless to say more! Look at the halberd!"
Yuan Futong thrust his halberd over.
Di Xin leaped back lightly and used the Diyi Sword in his hand to block the halberd.
He exerted a slight force.
The halberd deviated from its original direction.
"I didn't expect Your Majesty's martial arts to be so impressive!”
King Wucheng had seen it clearly. If he had been the one to receive that move just now, there was an 80 - 90% chance that he would not have been able to withstand it.
That powerful figure and terrifying explosive power!
With the support of his magic power, it was as fast as lightning and thunder.
Bang!
The Diyi Sword and the Heavenly Halberd continued to clash.
As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, and an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous.
If this continued, who knew how long the two of them would fight.
Di Xin bowed and revealed a flaw.
The corners of Yuan Futong's mouth curled up slightly.
"King of the Shang Dynasty! Give me your life!"
The ancient halberd went straight for Di Xin's heart.
The generals who were watching the battle.
"Not good! The king is in danger!"
However, they were quite far away. It was already too late for them to make a move.
Puchi!
The sound of two sharp weapons piercing into flesh could be heard.
Yuan Futong's halberd stabbed into Di Xin's heart. The latter threw out the Diyi Sword and cut off one of Yuan Futong's arms.
Puchi!
A blood-red arm grew out from the cut.
"You didn't expect this, did you? I can regrow my limbs! Haha!"
The next moment!
The Diyi Sword flew back and pierced through Yuan Futong's throat.
"How is this possible?"
Di Xin stood up and pulled the halberd from his body.
Although his strength was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal Stage, the Eight Nine Arcane Art had already undergone nine transformations. As long as his primordial spirit did not die, his physical body would not be destroyed.
Although this Heavenly Halberd was not an ordinary item, it could not hurt Di Xin!
"Yuan Futong! You're not the only one who knows spells."
Di Xin's right hand formed a sword finger.
His left hand formed a spell.
Controlling the Diyi Sword, he was going to chop off Yu Futong's head and bring it back to Zhaoge to show his martial arts and culture.
Roar!
At this moment.
Yuan Futong let out an earth-shattering roar.
His body also gradually changed. Eight heads grew out. Including the previous head, he had a total of nine heads.
"King, retreat! This is the reincarnation of the Demon God Ghost Chariot!"
At some point, Wen Zhong had arrived beside Di Xin.
Demon God Ghost Chariot, nine-headed bird body.
It was said that he had fallen in the great war between the Lich and Demon. Today, he did not expect that his blood essence incarnation would actually restore Ghost Chariot's appearance.
"Grand Preceptor, please step back!"
Di Xin took out another sword from his waist, the Shennong Evil-slaying Sword.
He chanted the Supreme Human Emperor's sword technique.
Slash!
Di Xin had attacked eight times in a row!
It just happened to behead eight of Ghost Chariot's heads.
The treasured sword bestowed by the Three Sovereigns was specially used to kill demons.
Ghost Chariot fell to the ground with a loud bang, leaving behind only his injured head.
"Tell me quickly! Who is guiding you from behind?"
Di Xin stepped on the last head of Ghost Chariot.
Wen Zhong frowned.
Yuan Futong was a monster but he dared to rebel against the heavens. There must be an expert behind him who was guiding him to waste Great Shang's strength and ruin the Shang Dynasty's luck.
"If you want to kill, then kill! The demons of the North Sea hate you humans, Yan Huang…"
Yuan Futong was only formed from a drop of Ghost Chariot's blood essence and resentment. Although his figure was similar to Ghost Chariot's, there was a huge difference in strength.
Yuan Futong's aura became weaker and weaker, and then it turned into a wave of resentment and disappeared again.
At this moment, King Wucheng and Zhang Guifang looked at each other.
"Kill them!"
In this situation, they knew what to do even without the king's orders.
The entire army attacked.
Now that the thief leader was dead, in an instant, the North Sea could be wiped out.
Immortal Yu Ding of Yuquan Mountain was resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
"Yuan Futong is dead! How is this possible?"
Yuan Futong was a very important chess piece.
Without him, Wen Zhong, the Grand Preceptor of the dynasty, would have returned to Zhaoge. The celestial phenomena of Emperor Xin, the man of the Heavenly Secrets, indulging in beauty, appointing crafty sycophants, and killing loyal and honest people would gradually become blurred.
After some calculations, Immortal Yu Ding heaved a sigh of relief.
The resentment in the North Sea was rampant, and soon another demon would appear, enough to hold Wen Zhong back.
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