At this moment, Huang Feihu had been trapped in a siege, with countless immortals in the Chan Sect around him, and his retreat was blocked.
He danced quickly with his gun, as if crazy.
Countless immortal generals surrounded him in the middle, with swords and swords, and spears and halberds.
Yang Jian sacrificed the snarling dog and bit Huang Feihu's feet. Jiang Ziya sacrificed the magic whip and hit Huang Feihu's chest, making Huang Feihu's blood spurt.
However, Huang Feihu also erected a spear and suddenly killed a general. He kicked him out. One of the sons of King Wen was kicked to death by him and died. With a slap of his left palm, the powerful palm power was like the essence, and another King Wen was another.
His son was shot down and died tragically on the spot.
However, although Huang Feihu is powerful, he is a small number of enemies. Within a moment, his body is covered with blood. He holds a gold reed gun in his hand and drips with blood. Among them are his own and enemy.
"Kill him!" Jiang Ziya shouted.
Several Zhou generals stepped forward together, and Huang Feihu had several fatal wounds on his body.
Jin Zeliu swept around and stabbed a Zhou general to death. Huang Feihu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his physical strength gradually disappeared. However, his face was ferocious, his eyes wide open, and his murderous aura was full of murderous aura, but no one dared to do so.
Get on.
Although the immortals of the An Sect have the strength to kill him, they were also frightened by him. They just surrounded him and dared not come forward rashly.
"I, Huang Feihu, was born as a great merchant hero, and after my death, I will also be a great merchant ghost hero!"
Huang Feihu roared to the sky, his spear was stained with blood, and he raised it to the sky. Under the reflection of the sunset, he dragged his figure long and full of tragic and desolate feeling.
"A traitor, even if Huang Feihu dies, he should not die at your hands! Ah! I wish the Da Shang will last forever!!! Always last forever!!!"
After saying that, Huang Feihu raised his spear and folded it into two sections!
"Bang!"
This golden reed gun is a famous gun from the Huang family. It was cast from meteorite. Although it was a weapon, Huang Feihu used it to fight for many years. I don’t know how many blood of enemy generals was stained on the gun. Once the gun was broken, it was actually spread.
The sound of resentful souls wailing.
Even Jiang Ziya and others were frightened.
Huang Feihu stood on the pile of corpses, staring at him with his eyes squinted, and was powerful without anger.
Suddenly, he raised two pieces of the gun body and stabbed it into his chest with force. Then he ran his true energy and shocked it, and the spear passed through his back.
"Uncle!" Nezha was so scared that he was scattered. When he snatched closer, he saw two broken guns inserted into his heart, destroying his vitality. Huang Feihu was already dead.
Although he was so angry, he still had a wide glare and a ferocious expression.
Zhou Jiang present was frightened by him, and they just surrounded him from afar, but did not dare to move forward.
"Huang Feihu is indeed loyal and fierce, but unfortunately this person is Shang Chen." Although he was an enemy general, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Nezha's eyes were red, he stood up, and sacrificed five weapons to kill Jiang Ziya.
Lu Ya, Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi and Yu Ding Zhenren joined forces to control him and tie him up with the immortal rope.
"Nezha apostate, take it back to the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and wait for the teacher to issue the order!" Guangchengzi snorted coldly.
"Yes, as for Huang Feihu, I ordered his body to pass through Yunguan, so that people would know that Huang Feihu, the King of Wucheng of the Shang Dynasty, was dead!" Chi Jingzi said.
Jiang Ziya said: "It's so good!"
Taoist Lu Ya frowned and said, "This person is also a loyal minister, and he is also an immortal body. This is a bad thing... isn't that good?"
Jiang Ziya said: "Lu Ya Daojun, you don't know that Huang Feihu is a pillar of the Shang Dynasty. Only by doing this can the Shang Dynasty know that even King Wucheng was dead."
Taoist Lu Ya frowned. Although he felt it was inappropriate, he was unwilling to say more.
"Take Huang Feihu's body back!" Jiang Ziya ordered.
Jin Zha and Mu Zha were about to step forward, but at this moment, Jin Zha said in a lost voice: "Uncle Master! He...he is here!"
Mu Zha's face also changed drastically, and he raised the Wu hook sword to protect him.
"Who is here?" Jiang Ziya looked up and her face changed.
One person walked from the east, followed by a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl on the left, and a girl in red on the right.
The black bird was wearing a jade crown on her head, the black bird king robe was wearing it on her body, and the purple gold cloud boots were covering her feet. Black flames were faintly burning from her body. The sword was tied around her waist. Although she had not been sheathed, it was already buzzing.
At this time, the sun sets in the west, and the man came over the grass and stones. Although he had never spoken, his body exuded a majestic aura that was enough to make people intimidate, and he could not say a word.
"Human Emperor!" Jiang Ziya's face suddenly changed, and the divine whip on his hand was trembling slightly, and he didn't even notice this action.
Guangchengzi, Chi Jingzi and others, who were about to leave with Nezha, also stopped, looked at each other, and locked in all directions in an encirclement.
As for Yang Jian, Wei Hu, Yang Ren and others were watching the man tightly, unconsciously sweating when their palms were already nervous.
Once upon a time, these people could kill Di Xin with just one move, but now Di Xin's look was enough to make them frightened and they didn't even dare to look directly at him.
Zishou walked to Huang Feihu's body without any haste. Although Huang Feihu committed suicide, he still stood on the ground, his eyes wide open, and his murderous intent was still retaining the murderous intent before his death.
"King Wucheng, the Lone King is late." Zishou said.
Although Huang Feihu is regarded as the npc in the game,
Although I have tried to kill him many times,
Although he knew that Huang Feihu would be on the Immortal List after his death...
But seeing Huang Feihu die so miserably, Zishou also felt anger burning in his heart.
He didn't know why there was this anger. This anger was like burning out in the depths of his heart, and it was about to ignite his heart!
Just like a hidden emotion suddenly burst out, Zishou didn't know why he was so angry...
Logically speaking, he would never get angry because of a Huang Feihu's death. This is not because he is a ruthless person, but even if Huang Feihu dies, his soul will return to the Immortal Censorship List. When the time comes, it may not be impossible to be resurrected...
But deep in my heart, it seems that there is another self who is sad, angry, crying, wailing in pain, and roaring with all his might.
This contradictory emotion made Zishu's heart explode, but his face was as calm as water.
He gently stretched out his hand to pull down Huang Feihu's eyelids, but Huang Feihu seemed to have used a lot of effort to open his eyes before he died. No matter how hard he was, he kept his eyes wide open.
"Huang Feihu is a loyal minister of the Great Shang Dynasty and Huo Ling, bringing him back to Chaoge." Zishou turned around and said expressionlessly.
"Di Xin, you are here alone today, where do you want to escape!" Guangchengzi shouted.
"Di Xin, if you kill my whole family, I will never let you go!" Mu Zha stood up with Wu Gou Jian.
"King, you disobey the number of days and act against the heavens. Today, the old minister can only leave you here." Looking at the people around him, Jiang Ziya felt relieved and raised the divine whip and said.
Zishou glanced coldly: "A group of native chickens, tile dogs, smelly fish and rotten shrimps, dare to shout in front of the lonely for several days!"
"Emperor Xin! You will know what the number of days is soon!" At this moment, Taoist Randeng came from nowhere, stepped out of the air, sneered, and sacrificed Dinghaizhu!
Twenty-four Dinghaizhus were hit in one go, and Zihu opened his eyes and condensed, and the two laws were activated, and all the twenty-four Dinghaizhus stopped.
The next moment, the Qinglian sword shot out suddenly, passed through the chest of the Raindeng Taoist, and nailed it to the ground.
Zishou sneered and said, "You are overestimating your ability when you are a mantis armed in a car! The old demon clown is vulnerable! Today, you all have to die here!"