Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"Nezha."

Hu Mei was surprised by the terror of Dapeng. Although such terrifying power was not directed at those on their side, the pressure from the ancient bird was enough to squeeze them out of breath.

The commander who tried to take away Hu Yiyi was in a state of confusion.

Obviously this has not happened.

The sound of galloping war horses became more and more violent. Nezha, who was leading the charge, didn't care about Dapeng at all, holding the fire-pointed spear tightly in his hand.

"kill!"

With just the word "kill", the Xiqi army following Nezha turned red-eyed and ignored the huge beast flapping its wings in front of them.

At this moment, they all raised their spears and planned to throw them.

"Change your spear and attack!" Nezha shouted coldly to stop them, roaring angrily, and a phantom like a Dapeng appeared behind him.

Three heads and eight arms!

It is the dharma-like heaven and earth (primordial spirit) that Nezha controls.

"Death to me!"

The giant roc roared and rushed towards Nezha. The monster-suppressing sword in the giant Nezha's phantom's hand slashed straight down, smashing the roc's shoulders into pieces, and each of its two hands grabbed the remaining wings of the roc.

The other four hands are directly holding the Dapeng's beak.

But even so, the chest of Nezha's shadow was pierced by the beak of the roc.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Dapengniao and Nezha coughed up blood at the same time, and no one had the upper hand in this first confrontation.

"Take Empress Su away." Dapeng said in a low voice, blood still oozing out of his mouth.

"Yes Yes......"

"Don't touch me, I won't leave." Hu Mei directly pushed away the Shang Army commander who was about to take her away, pulled Hu Yiyi and planned to run in the direction of Nezha.

"What are you planning to do!" The commander of the Shang Army was shocked and immediately started to take Hu Mei away by force. Di Xin gave him a death order and must take Su Daji back intact.

"Don't..." Dapeng covered his chest and was about to stop him.

This may be her sister in the future, how could she let this guy be so unreasonable.

But obviously it was too late.

"Get your claws off!"

Suddenly, a cold scolding came, and the commander of the merchant army only saw a ball of fire in front of his eyes, and then a heartbreaking pain came from his chest.

His chest was penetrated directly by the spear.

The figure standing in front of him was standing tall with his gun drawn.

Li Nezha!

At this critical moment, Nezha, who was riding a war horse, was burning with fire and turned into a straight line, suddenly appearing like a ray.

The most shocking thing was that the commander of the Shang army saw Nezha on the horse.

"Little Nezha." Hu Mei was very surprised.

"Brother Nezha."

Nezha just glanced at them and threw Hu Yiyihu Qibao, the proprietress of Qibao, into the Shanhe Sheji Tu. Hu Mei also flashed back holding them.

Get back on the horse.

The cavalry here has arrived, and Nezha's cavalry charge is obviously unmatched. Even the Qi Practitioner Shang Jun can't stop it at all.

"Don't fall."

Nezha ordered. At this moment, Hu Mei was still hugging Wu Geng. Wu Geng was holding on to Hu Mei's clothes, and the hair on his forehead was shaking.

"Don't worry."

Hu Mei nestled in Nezha's arms, squinting at the receding scenery on both sides.

This was the first time she sat in a man's arms and rode a horse, and the speed was still so fast.

"Puff puff!"

Nezha's fire-pointed spear was so sharp that it directly pierced the merchant soldiers on the road and flew them away.

The cavalry behind them quickly followed up and trampled their bodies into pulp. Even the body of a Qi practitioner could only end up being turned into pulp under such a terrifying inertial force.

"Li Nezha!"

The slowed-down roc roared angrily, and Fang Tian swung out his painted halberd, killing the nearest cavalryman, snatching his horse and pursuing him.

"Baby." Hu Mei was worried.

"Leave everything to me." Nezha said in a low voice, without looking at the roc behind him, and ran with all his strength down the mountain. This time, he did not carry many cavalry, only about five hundred.

Not even Gao Ming and Gao Jue were there.

"Don't think about running."

Dapeng jumped into the sky on the back of his war horse, and spread his wings behind him. His whole body turned into thunder and pressed Fang Tian's halberd to kill Nezha.

Rumble!

Thunder exploded.

The Dapeng bird that made the surprise attack was sniped midway.

The purple-robed Nezha, who was bathed in thunder, held the thunderbolt and stabbed it hard into the chest of the roc.

The two fell in mid-air and rolled on the ground.

"Get out of here, you fake."

The Dapeng bird slapped Thunder Nezha, but was quickly slapped back by Thunder Nezha, causing both of them to gasp in pain.

"You are the impostor."

Thunder Nezha held the thunderbolt and inserted it into Dapeng's chest. With a stabbing sound, Dapeng's chest was scorched black. Dapeng roared angrily and its human head turned into a bird's beak.

He bit them on the shoulder and tore off a large piece of bloody flesh.

"asshole!"

Thunder Nezha raised the Thunderbolt and poked it wildly. The roc bird spat out the pieces of meat in its mouth. Fang Tian shrunk the halberd and held it in his hand. He cut off Thunder Nezha's head with a "咻" sound, and Thunder Nezha dissipated.

"Damn bastard!"

The Dapeng bird who got up looked at the cavalry without a trace in the distance and couldn't help but cursed angrily.

"Huchihuchi" he took a deep breath, and the injury on his chest began to recover visibly, and he returned to normal after dozens of seconds.

"You can't run away."

The Dapeng bird flapped its wings and relied on its speed to catch up with Nezha who was carrying the cavalry. It was not easy. If Nezha had not brought the cavalry, the Dapeng might not be able to catch up.

After all, Nezha's Qingluan Fire Phoenix is ​​not slow, especially with the blessing of an innate spiritual treasure, it is not impossible to catch up with his speed.

.....

"Oh my God, there are so many people!"

Hu Mei, who had just arrived at the foot of the mountain, was dumbfounded. There were at least three or four thousand merchant troops arrayed in black formation below.

Among them, the Imperial Guards stood at the front.

"Everyone is ready to kill the rebels!"

Another commander of the Imperial Guard shouted loudly.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

Three to four thousand merchant soldiers roared together, and the long contradiction cards in their hands collided violently and made a muffled sound. This moment was like thunder coming.

"Shh!"

"Hilululu!"

Nezha pulled the reins, and the horse stopped galloping. However, the inertia was so strong that the upper half of the horse flew into the air and kicked its hooves.

The spear burst into flames.

"Li Nezha!"

The imperial guards recognized the god-like figure, flying into the air with his horse, holding a blood-stained flaming spear, wearing a silver war robe, an ear-shaped war helmet, and a pure white cloak that made a hunting sound. Isn't it Li Nezha?

"That is......"

"That's...Su...Su Guifei!" The sharp-eyed Shang Jun recognized the foxy look in Nezha's arms.

However, Nezha's voice quickly brought them back to reality.

"The whole army..."

As soon as the two hooves of the war horse hit the ground, Nezha pointed his spear forward and roared in a low voice, "...Charge!"

"charge!"

"charge!"

"charge!"

The five hundred Xiqi cavalrymen saw that the three or four thousand merchant troops in front of them were empty, and followed their general to charge.

They are all elites who have followed Nezha and have experienced hundreds of battles, real elites, absolute elites who can kill gods when they stand in the way, and kill Buddha when they stand in the way of Buddha!

"Follow me to charge!!!"