"this..."

The Marquis of Zhenxi and his wife looked back.

All three thousand soldiers were lost, and the military formation was naturally broken.

Affected by this, Zhenxihou, whose height suddenly increased to nine feet, also returned to a seven-foot man. The sharp increase in energy and blood cultivation due to the blessing of the military formation also disappeared with the disappearance of the military formation, and his mental state showed a trace.

malaise.

"Husband..."

Mrs. Hu looked remorseful.

Her illusion skills were not inferior to Zhang Heng's dream skills, but she lost.

Because she did not see through Zhang Heng's plan, Zhang Heng did not use dream magic to determine the outcome with her, but to restrain her mind and secretly clean up the three thousand soldiers.

Now, without soldiers, it is impossible to form a military formation.

The strength of Zhenxihou was greatly affected. With the support of three thousand soldiers and military formations, Zhenxihou was able to exert his strength in the late stage of Hedao realm.

Without these soldiers and military formations, he would only have a martial arts cultivation level in the middle stage of the Hedao realm.

Don't look at it, it's only a small realm away.

In fact, they are worlds apart.

With the military formation here, he can survive a few moves against Pudu Cihang.

Without a military formation, he would be at the level of a tree grandma at most.

"Father, mother..."

Just when the two of them were hesitant, wondering whether to fight to the death or not.

Yang Pan walked out of the house, bowed to his parents and said: "I am lucky to have gained it, but I have lost my fate. Our fate with Wuxiang Tianyi has ended. As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes, but it is better to ignore the world."

Just hand over the clothes and leave the green hills behind, so you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood.”

Yang Pan was also reluctant to part with Wuxiang Tianyi.

However, he couldn't do anything because he cared more about his parents' safety than the treasure.

He has already seen that Zhang Heng is very clever and has many calculations in his heart.

The mother was caught unawares and fell into his trap. If the beating continued, the lives of the two elders might be in danger.

"Still not holding on?"

Mrs. Hu was extremely unwilling to give in.

But being under the eaves, I couldn't even think about lowering my head, so I gritted my teeth and said, "That's all, just take it."

After saying that, he took off the gauze robe on his body and threw it to Zhang Heng with great reluctance.

Zhang Heng reached out to pick it up.

The gauze garment fell on his hand and instantly changed its appearance, turning into a Taoist robe.

"Eh!"

Zhang Heng just thought that it would be inappropriate for a grown man to wear gauze clothes. It would be better if he turned into a Taoist robe.

Unexpectedly, Tianyi had a spirit, and the moment it fell into his hands, Shayi actually turned into a Taoist robe.

"Awesome!"

Zhang Heng thought about the armor again.

In an instant, Tianyi turned into a pair of heavy armor, even a helmet.

"Zhenren Zhang."

Yang Panyue came out of the crowd: "You have got the things, can you let us go?"

Zhang Heng has not spoken yet.

On the side, Dong Xiaoxiang, who had not taken any action, said: "Yang Houye is the Imperial Marquis of Zhenxi. If you kill him, you will be in constant trouble. Besides, I am here today and will not let you kill the imperial minister."

Hou.”

Zhang Heng looked at Dong Xiaoxiang.

This old man seems to be quite old, but his bearing is extraordinary, giving people a sense of sanctity and inviolability.

Of course, Dong Xiaoxiang is not a god.

It's that his awe-inspiring spirit has reached the point of perfection.

The so-called three religions are Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

Confucianism can be singled out, which naturally has its advantages. Zhang Heng has never fought against the great Confucian, but he has also heard of the great Confucian's method of establishing a heart for the world and sealing off the world.

"Just give Dean Dong some face, and that's the end of today's business."

Zhang Heng draped the heavenly clothes over his body and planned to leave.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, wait a moment."

Seeing that Zhang Heng was about to leave, Yang Pan quickly stepped forward and bowed down: "The Wuxiang Heavenly Clothes are the most precious treasure in the world. If it spreads, some people will definitely come to trouble Master Zhang. But please don't worry, Master Zhang. What happened today is Zhenxi."

The Hou Mansion will not publicize it, nor will it let any news out."

"oh!"

Zhang Heng looked back at Yang Pan.

After a while, a smile appeared on his face: "I killed countless soldiers in your family, you don't hate me?"

"How dare you."

Yang Panchang sighed: "The current situation is chaotic. There are aristocratic families inside who are plotting evil things, and there are demons outside who are causing trouble. When it comes to fighting for the Wuxiang Heavenly Clothes, we are on opposite sides, but in other matters, the real person and the

Our Zhenxihou Mansion may not be an enemy."

"interesting."

Zhang Heng was silent for a while.

Unexpectedly, Yang Pan's thoughts were very similar to his.

Who is Zhang Heng?

At heart, he is a businessman.

What is a businessman? A person who can discuss everything.

You and I are hostile, and I am defeated by you. If you kill me, it is because I have no ability. Everyone is just messing around. I will not blame you.

Unlike some people, who feel humiliated when they encounter setbacks. However, if they succeed in the future, they will come back and kill everyone, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

Zhang Heng is not such a person.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose.

He is not someone who cannot afford to lose, just like Xiang Yu who was surrounded by Han soldiers and was surrounded by besieged songs.

Therefore, he has no grudge against anyone.

Not with the nine-tailed demon fox, not with the Black Mountain old demon, not with Pudu Cihang.

Kill them.

It was not because of hatred, but because Zhang Heng spread the wings of his dreams and turned into a butterfly and flew to the other side.

These people stepped on his wings.

"You are a wonderful person, I like you very much."

The more Zhang Heng looked at Yang Pan, the more he liked it. After thinking about it, he flicked his finger and separated a palm-sized sword from the Taiping Sword, and fell it into Yang Pan's hand: "I can transform into thousands of swords. This one in your hand

This small sword is my sub-sword. Holding this sword, you can find my approximate location. In the future, if you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, you can come to me and beg me. If it suits my needs, I will help.

You take this one time to make today's destiny complete."

"Thank you, real person."

Yang Pan's eyebrows rose with joy and he thought to himself: "The general trend of the world is really mine. Although I lost the Wuxiang Heavenly Clothes, I also gained the favor of a most powerful person. It's not too bad."

Then I thought again.

This Master Zhang has a very high level of cultivation and is unlike ordinary people.

Now that I have caught his eye, is it possible for me to go one step further, become his disciple, and take the path of cultivating the three meridians at the same time?

No one wants to become stronger.

Since Yang Pan was reborn, he has been able to turn the tide and rebuild the world.

If he could be as strong as Zhao Taizu back then, all the powerful families, monsters and monsters would have to kneel down and speak in front of him.

"This is a good idea, but we can't rush it now."

"In my memory, after three months, a Thunder Flame Fruit Tree will appear in the Western Wasteland."
To be continued...