Zhenshan Bull turned into a human form, with leather as armor, hooves as boots, forehead as helmets, and weapons as horns as 1 zhang high, with a heavy voice, and waved his hands to knock over a circle of Xuanfu soldiers around him.

"My brothers!" Zhenshanniu turned around to face the Taoist priest holding a big sword, but said that he was for all the demon soldiers. "Think about the days when you were chased like mice, think about every close relative you lost, think about the beautiful world that was taken away by humans, the giant demon king has won us an opportunity, the only chance..."

Chen Haofei shook the copper bell in the air, overshadowing the sound of Zhenshan Bull. Mu Xingqiu held the big sword in one hand and swung the long whip in the other, rushed towards Zhenshan Bull, and also spoke to motivate the soldiers of the Xuanfu Army. His voice was not affected by the ringtone at all, but became more and more loud, "Fight for death!"

Mu Xingqiu slashed the enemy with a big sword in his hand, and the long whip was wrapped around one of the cow's horns. Zhenshan Bull blocked the big sword with his right horn, but the left horn was entangled by the long whip. He held it tightly, looked down at the Taoist priest in his armor, and let out a deafening roar, "Taoist, you don't know what death is!"

"Fight for the people in the city!" Mu Xingqiu continued to motivate the soldiers, seized the left corner with his left hand, and slashed with his right hand, "Fight for humanity!"

The demon soldiers came, and the Xuanfu Army rushed over. The original front line disappeared. The soldiers on both sides were all crowded in a narrow area to protect their own chief generals and prevent the opponent's soldiers from attacking.

"Cowardly demon, reveal your true form!" Mu Xingqiu's big sword in his hand exerted even harder. He wanted to enter the first level of the illusion again, but for some reason, he could not increase his speed to the limit.

Chen Hao kept shaking the copper bell, put away the bronze mirror with his other hand, replaced it with the copper seal, and issued a series of secret voice mantras, hitting Zhenshan Bull, weakening his resistance and preventing the possessed demon from escaping again.

Zhenshanniu was in a bad mood and could only roar continuously, using his huge right corner to attack the Taoist priest, hoping to kill the Taoist priest who used a sword whip instead of a spell as soon as possible, so as to attack the troublemaker who flew in the air.

More and more soldiers gathered around, and the three-headed Qilin became angry.

They have always lived on Laozu Peak, and they like to be quiet but not fussy. They have not won the battle with Zhenshan Niu. They are already full of anger and have less and less room for movement under their feet. They are even more angry.

The three kirins made a scream like a wolf or a bear. The fleas were in the middle, and their parents protected each other and rushed into the group of demon soldiers side by side. The four hooves of the female kirin produced fire, the four hooves of the male kirin produced ice, and the four hooves of the fleas produced blades. The hard and sharp prong horns were ineffective against the Zhenshan cattle, but they swept through the grass like a sickle to the demon soldiers.

The demon soldiers fell down a large area. The unicorn broke out into a passage, turned around and rushed again, and this time the target was Zhenshan Bull.

Although the speed cannot be increased, Mu Xingqiu's power cannot be used. These powers not only come from the rapid rotation of inner alchemy and the magic power flowing throughout his body, but also the potential in his body.

He could already feel the anger and fear of the hidden demon, and wanted to provoke it even more. "Are you so ugly that you dare not see anyone? Or are you afraid of Taoist priests who are afraid of hiding from place to place? Set an example for your soldiers and fight me with your true body!"

The Zhenshan Bull roared, and swung the corner of his right hand even harder, colliding with the sword. He stirred up a lot of Mars, but the horn in his left hand gradually became weak and trembled slightly under the entanglement of the long whip.

Three kirins rushed over from behind, and the adult kirins hit the knees of the Zhenshan cow, and the fleas jumped up and crashed into the back of the giant's head with all their strength.

Two more Taoist priests came and made ringtones and secret words with Chen Hao. The Zhenshan Bulls were outnumbered. They felt a split headache and could not withstand the impact of three unicorns. They knelt down with a bang, fell to the ground in the right corner, and were snatched away by a long whip in the left corner.

The Taoists in the air immediately changed their offensive spells, ice cones, wooden thorns, and fire swords hit the target's chest one after another. The Zhenshan Bull made the last roar, and returned to the shape of a giant bull, fell obliquely to the ground, and could no longer get up.

Mu Xingqiu did not participate in the final blow to Zhenshanniu. He was looking up at the thing that was curled by the long whip.

The horns of the cow were broken, and what was revealed was a red baby, as if she had been peeled and her limbs were stomped off, trying to fly away, and she had a long whip and pointed straight towards the sky.

Mu Xingqiu silently recited the five-character spell in his heart, and several lightning flashed across the whip. The baby who was shocked screamed sadly, turned his head suddenly, staring at the enemy with extremely resentful eyes.

A real baby will not show such a gaze, and even ordinary humans and demons will not have such deep hatred. Mu Xingqiu doesn't remember that he had ever had a grudge against such things, so the baby hated all the Taoists.

"You will be cursed." The baby said in a husky voice.

Mu Xingqiu pulled back the long whip, raised his sword and cut the red baby into two pieces.

The baby's corpse fell to the ground, and no drop of blood flowed out, quickly rotting into a pool of fishy water, and even the bones were left.

The demon soldiers lost their commander, but the small leader was still there, and the morale of the army was scattered but did not collapse. Their numbers were still superior and there was still a possibility of victory.

Mu Xingqiu covered the fatigue falling from his body, flew up with his sword, and threw it out with a long whip, which instantly grew several feet. The attached lightning was dozens of feet long, and a large area of ​​demon soldiers flew away, and a dazzling scar was drawn on the battlefield, "Kill!"

This is a threat, this is an order, this is a more fierce blow than a sword.

The real demon general is dead. Under the influence of the illusion of Mind Heart, some demon soldiers who were already panicked could no longer control their feet and turned around and ran away. The demon soldiers who could fight or not suddenly found that escaping was the best choice, and joined the escape team. In the end, only a small number of demon soldiers with firm will remained, and they also lost confidence and fought and retreated.

Just because of the word "kill", the demon soldiers suddenly became defeated, but the soldiers of the Xuanfu Army doubled their fighting spirit.

Mu Xingqiu once again felt the power of the Nianxin Illusion. It has become the strength of the Nianxin Illusion for many years. The enemy is almost unprepared for this spell and is more likely to be hit.

Pan Jufu commanded the Xuan Fu Army to pursue the deserter closely, turned his head and shouted at Liu Ding, the talisman master behind him, "Silly, what are you waiting for?"

The battlefield situation changed too quickly, and Liu Ding hurriedly used the last few attacking paper talismans on the chariot, and then let out a long breath. He finally did not embarrass the talisman master.

The ashes of the paper talisman rose into the air, turned into arrow rain, jumped over the head of the Xuanfu Army, and fell to the head of the demon soldiers who turned around and fled. Liu Ding sacrificed the talisman too quickly and did not notice the situation on the entire battlefield. Several talisman arrows almost shot the Taoist priest flying in the air.

Yang Qingyin quickly raised her height and avoided. She and Xiao Qingtao were chasing the escaped Yin Yu, without possession of the red baby. Yin Yu's intelligence was only a little higher than that of ordinary flying demons. She found that the ground had been defeated and escaped faster than anyone else. There was no need for Mu Xingqiu to use illusion to push it.

There were a small number of demon soldiers and several demon wizards on the rear position of the demon army. When the battlefield was fighting, the demon wizards had no place to use their skills, and their own troops were dispersed, and they had no fighting spirit. They jumped onto the huge flying demon and ran faster than anyone else. "Taoist Pangshan, the flying demon belongs to us!" Yang Qingyin opened his throat and shouted, leading the Taoists to chase after him.

Mu Xingqiu also wanted to join the pursuit team, but he was unable to fly higher with his sword, so he involuntarily descended to the ground.

It was not until this time that he realized that he had exhausted all his strength and led the ultimate experience of the Nine Changes of the Beast. He fought with the Zhenshan Bull, and frequently used the Illusion of Mind and Heart, and finally drained his full potential. The inner alchemy was still spinning. However, he could only provide a very small amount of mana.

The fleas also wanted to chase the demon soldiers, but were stopped by their parents. They were also exhausted and did not want their only son to take risks again.

The flea jumped to Mu Xingqiu in one step. He rubbed his body twice and let the human sit down. It still has the energy to do it and had a lot of fun.

A group of blood-stained soldiers ran over and surrounded the fleas. Daliang Chen Xiuming held the demon clan's battle axe in his hand, still maintaining his fighting posture, with his back facing Mu Xingqiu. He said to himself: "Old Man Pan can't make jokes about the disciples of the Institute this time."

They completed the task of personal soldiers and did not allow the demon soldiers to interfere with the duel between General Mu and the demon general.

Pan Jufu rode over with a Mao Qilin and jumped to the ground to walk from a distance. He didn't have much contact with the demon soldiers, but his muscles and mood were always tense. It was time, not battle that crushed him. He staggered when he landed on the ground. If he hadn't been held by the guards in time, he would have sat down on the ground.

"Ha, you will lose your fart, you all have to keep it secret."

The guards smiled and said that.

Pan Jufu turned to the two approaching tanks and said to Xin Youtao: "Your Highness, please order to withdraw the troops. I will return the Xuanfu Army to you."

Xin Youtao kept beating the drums, breaking the three drum skins, repairing them in time with the talisman, and folding seven drumsticks. Fortunately, they were well prepared and enough to replace them. He was surprised to hear the old general's words, "Don't you catch all the demon soldiers in one go?"

"We don't have that big net. We really force the demon soldiers to a dead end. If they fight back to death, the Xuanfu Army will suffer considerable casualties."

Xin Youtao obeyed the old general and immediately waved to Liu Ding.

Liu Ding muttered a few words and used the recruitment talisman. Dozens of small paper birds flew forward to convey the prince's order to withdraw his troops to the soldiers of the Xuanfu Army.

Pan Jufu pushed away the guard's support, strode to Qilin, and looked up at Mu Xingqiu, "It is rare to see Taoist priests wearing armor. You are the only Taoist priests who cut against demons."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, "I hope I did not disappoint General Pan."

"I won't be a general." Pan Jufu shook his head, "I used to think that one day the military power was in hand, but now I know that he is damn, he has no intention at all. I have enough effort. I should be a veteran. I should come up with ideas when needed and complain when I don't need it. You are the general of Duanliu City. Only you deserve this position. Without you, the entire Xuanfu Army will be destroyed today."

Pan Jufu looked at Xin Youtao again, "Your Highness, are you satisfied with General Mu?"

"He is the savior and hope of Xijieguo." Xin Youtao said solemnly, "I am very satisfied."

Pan Jufu nodded, took off his helmet, looked at the battlefield where corpses were everywhere and the soldiers who rushed back one after another, and said to Mu Xingqiu: "You are the only general of the Xuanfu Army in Duanliu City. What you are protecting is not only the surviving Taoist priests of Pang Shan, but also the entire Xijie Kingdom."

Mu Xingke nodded slightly. At this time, some people would pretend to be humble, some would be arrogant, but he said nothing and accepted the title of only general calmly. He was not hypocritical or arrogant. He knew that he was qualified to take on this important task and knew that he would soon face greater challenges.

In critical moments, someone must stand up as the leader. Mu Xingqiu, who loves to meddle in business, is always this person, but he is no longer in "nostalgic business".

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