My wife is Invincible East

When he thought of this, Zhu Moye found it very interesting. Looking at the people in front of him, Zhu Moye thought of something.

"Even if you hit me, what can you do?" Perhaps because of the obstruction of Nezha, Zhu Moye thought of other things at this time. When he looked at Nezha in front of him, he also had a smile on his face.

Because Nezha suddenly ran out to stop him, Li Jing seemed to feel a little more displeased when looking at Nezha.

Seeing this attitude, Zhu Moye secretly shook his head. It was obvious that there was a reason why Li Jing was so unpopular in the family. At least, in the relationship between this father and son, it was definitely not just the son's fault, the father's faults were also quite a few.

Zhu Moye suddenly said the above words to Li Jing with a somewhat weird smile.

Li Jing was excited after his successful attack. He did not rely on the pagoda and hit Zhu Moye in front of him. With the power he had cultivated for many years, it might take a lot of effort to capture Zhu Moye. However, he never expected that Zhu Moye would be caught so easily by him.

"You dare to be so arrogant even after being caught." When thinking of this, Li Jing seemed to feel a little funny. When he was about to take Zhu Moye away, Zhu Moye suddenly stood there quietly.

It was as if he was leisurely waiting for Li Jing's next move. This expression made Li Jing in front of him look slightly stunned. He didn't know what Zhu Moye was thinking, but just looking at Zhu Moye's appearance made him feel uneasy.

There always seemed to be some bad associations. When Li Jing thought of this, it seemed like he had some bad ideas.

However, things have come to this point. How can we retreat at this point?

Li Jing exerted a little force with his palm, and the flames that came out were high enough to melt ordinary iron. He had a clear plan in his mind. When Zhu Moye retreated, he could find a way to attack together with Nezha next to him, and then take advantage of the opportunity to capture Zhu Moye.

"..." Unfortunately, Nezha, standing nearby, had a strange expression on his face, clearly distracted, and didn't notice the movement here. In contrast, Li Jing was clearly already immersed in the victory that was about to be won. He looked at Zhu Moye with such relentless energy that he ignored the strange look in Zhu Moye's eyes.

"What's going on?" But soon, Li Jing suddenly found something wrong. Under his hand, Zhu Moye in front of him not only did not retreat, but also stood quietly in the same place.

Li Jing's little flame burned on Zhu Moye's body, just like giving him a massage.

"Impossible?!" Li Jing looked at Zhu Moye in front of him in astonishment. He could not imagine that the fire he had worked so hard to get would be useless at this time.

In this world, the power of Samadhi True Fire ranks first, followed by Taishang Laojun's alchemy fire. Although it is also Samadhi True Fire, it is specially used for alchemy.

Secondly, there is the fire in Li Jing's hand. Unfortunately, no matter how Li Jing thought about it, he probably could not have imagined that the killer weapon he had prepared for so long would be of no use at all when it came to Zhu Moye.

But this is nothing. If it is useless, then it is useless. Li Jing was quite decisive. After seeing that the flame was useless, he immediately gave up and then thought of other ideas.

"It's a bit late to change to a head-on confrontation now." Zhu Moye's idea was to delay time. While they were fighting here, the dark line of the Terracotta Warriors below had been advancing step by step towards the line of the heavenly soldiers and generals in front.

If Li Jing looked back and saw this rapid progress, I wonder how heartbroken he would be.

Of course, these heavenly soldiers and generals are all the strength of the Heavenly Court. If one is lost, one less will be lost. It will cost a huge price to make up for it. They are nothing like the Terracotta Warriors on Zhu Moye's side.

But soon, after Li Jing adjusted his tactics, he and Nezha attacked together, immediately making Zhu Moye in front of them somewhat stretched.

In this situation, Zhu Moye was still calm and composed, as if he had expected this, which made Li Jing in front of him a little suspicious.

Chapter 604 Induction

In the Heavenly Palace, Nezha's fighting ability is definitely one of the best among all the immortals. It is rumored that when he was trying to capture the Monkey King, he was able to fight with him for three hundred rounds. This shows how strong his martial arts skills are.

For a person with such great combat power, fighting with Zhu Moye in front of him under such circumstances was a last resort. After all, there was Li Jing standing next to him.

Although Li Jing's fighting power was not enough to participate in the battle at hand, Nezha couldn't directly say that you can't beat him and you are still standing here in the way and persuade him to leave, so he could only make do and fight with Zhu Moye.

If Zhu Moye really wanted to take action, he would have driven away Nezha and Li Jing long ago, but now he seems to have other plans.

Under such circumstances, Zhu Moye did not intend to take action so early. He planned to continue observing and then decide what to do.

Li Jing didn't know that Zhu Moye was thinking about this at the moment, and he was worried.

According to the current situation, only by capturing Zhu Moye here can the loss of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals be compensated. Otherwise, not only the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, but also Li Jing himself will be subject to various accusations. When Li Jing thought of this, he felt a chill for a while.

No matter what, Li Jing had to find a way to capture Zhu Moye in front of him.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this determination that Li Jing, when facing Zhu Moye, unknowingly unleashed all his potential.

In this situation, only with Nezha's desperate efforts could he barely hold back Zhu Moye.

Li Jing was getting more and more frightened as the fight went on. He originally thought that he and Nezha together would be a sure thing, but what he didn't expect was that the Zhu Moye in front of him developed completely differently from the script he had imagined.

"Why, how come your body is stronger than that of the Golden Immortal?" Looking at Zhu Moye in front of him, Li Jing finally figured out the weirdness of the matter, and immediately raised his head and looked at Zhu Moye in front of him and said.

"Your attack is too weak. Is there any reason for this?" Zhu Moye looked at Li Jing in front of him with a smile on his face.

Unfortunately, in Li Jing's eyes, this smile was as mocking as it could be. Apart from anything else, even in such a situation, Zhu Moye was able to maintain such a clear-headed attitude, which made Li Jing feel a bit ominous.

Or perhaps it was simply Zhu Moye's expression that increased Li Jing's uneasiness.

"I've said it before, don't be distracted during the battle." Zhu Moye's palm suddenly enlarged in front of Li Jing's eyes, but Nezha snatched it away from the side, narrowly saving Li Jing from humiliation.

"..." However, when Li Jing reacted, his face turned pale and blue, as if he couldn't remember that he was saved by Nezha just now.

Zhu Moye, who was fighting against Nezha, seemed serious, but he took in all of Li Jing's expression that turned pale and blue.

In this situation, when Zhu Moye looked at Nezha in front of him again, he felt quite sorry for him, but unfortunately, Zhu Moye and Nezha were now in hostile camps.

At the very least, Zhu Moye is very grateful to teammates like Li Jing. The enemy's stupid teammates are his own great teammates.

"Come on, cheer up! Have you forgotten your mission?" Nezha said speechlessly as he looked at Li Jing who was standing in a daze behind him and seemed not to have come back to his senses. However, it was obvious that his words could not wake up a person who was pretending to be stupid.

In the current situation, it is not an exaggeration to say that Li Jing has lost his fighting spirit.

For some reason, Li Jing's attack hit Zhu Moye but didn't cause much damage. If it weren't for Nezha's struggling to hold on, Li Jing would have been the one fleeing.

Perhaps it was because he knew this that Li Jing looked so conflicted at this moment. He was both ashamed and panicked.

As a last resort, after Nezha scolded him, Li Jing took a step forward in a trance, as if he had just come to his senses.

Unfortunately, Li Jing soon discovered that he had no way of penetrating Zhu Moye.

His attack was as useless to Zhu Moye as tickling him. Not only Li Jing, but Nezha also quickly noticed this situation.

If it weren't for Nezha's Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling that kept rescuing the two, the outcome of this battle would be unknown. Now Li Jing has become furious, but even if he is furious, he has no way to prevent the battle from getting into trouble.

Looking at Li Jing in front of him, Nezha couldn't help but remain silent. He gritted his teeth and decided to let go.

From the beginning, whenever Li Jing was present, Nezha always felt that he was a little restrained. Later, after reflecting on it, he realized that it was all because of Li Jing being next to him.

If two people have the same combat power, or are willing to assist each other, then their combat power can be greater than the sum of their parts.

However, if there is a teammate who doesn't know what to say, another situation can easily occur.

It’s just like Nezha is now, not knowing what to say.

It was obvious that they could have had a more enjoyable fight, but for some reason, with the addition of Li Jing present, Nezha found that it was much more difficult to deal with him than before.

"Please step back, I will fight him, and you just scout the enemy lines." After a moment's silence, Nezha said this.

“…” Li Jing was silent.

The middle-aged man's face showed a rare look of embarrassment, but he was reluctant to refuse Nezha's words at this time.

Even a fool cannot deny the importance of Nezha in the previous few rounds. In such a situation, what does it mean that Nezha asked him to stay away?

Chapter 605 Serious Injury

No matter what the situation is, the people of Chang'an City at this time should be the most worried group of people in the Three Realms.

For ordinary people, just thinking about the word "Heaven" makes it impossible to guess how heavy and cold it represents.

For ordinary mortals, their lifespan is limited. In this limited life, things like cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal can only appear in casual conversations before and after meals, or in the mouths of old people in the countryside.

They probably never dreamed that they would actually see a real immortal in their lifetime. Even if they did, they would not be able to believe their eyes. Most mortals are ignorant. They are foolishly afraid of gods, and therefore they are full of reverence for gods.

But at the same time, when they met Li Jing, they also showed considerable respect. After all, the person in front of them was an immortal.

For any mortal, an immortal who can ride on clouds and mist is an incredible existence.

No matter who you are, seeing something like this appear in front of you, you will probably find it very strange.

In such a situation, I didn't know what to say. Looking at the people in front of me, everyone felt a strange feeling for a while.

In the sky before our eyes, there were countless densely packed figures fighting. They were fighting for their respective forces, but the people of Chang'an City were most concerned about the Terracotta Warriors over there.

Because, that was the Emperor's army.

A little child couldn't help but pull at his father's sleeve anxiously, "Daddy, will the Emperor win?"

"We will definitely win!" The father was just an ordinary blacksmith, but he was full of respect for Zhu Moye.

Perhaps it was because the lives of his entire family, young and old, were bestowed by Zhu Moye, and he was grateful for the era's admiration for the supremacy of royal power.

The people of this era were usually very simple-minded. In their eyes, gods, who were out of reach, should be respected.

For them, the respect that extends from fear is only during festivals when they visit the temple, and occasionally those who are rich burn incense and pay three respects.

This is what most people think of gods. At the same time, among other people's beliefs, perhaps only Zhu Moye in front of them can be regarded as their specific belief.

No matter who they are, they probably can't accept that their true god was defeated by others.

In the hearts of the people in Chang'an City, Zhu Moye in front of them is the most standard god. He is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he also has such mysterious methods.

With just a wave of his hand, he can summon an army of 30,000. Who else can have such an ability? Probably only Zhu Moye in front of him can have such an ability.

Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible for them to disrespect Zhu Moye.

What's more, as the battle line became increasingly tense, everyone could gradually see that the war above their heads had clearly entered a white-hot stage. Whether it was the heavenly soldiers and generals on the side of the Heavenly Court, or the Terracotta Warriors on the side of Zhu Moye, the black and white colors were now fighting fiercely.

And everyone can also see that at this time, Zhu Moye's side is gradually widening its advantage.

No matter which pair of eyes it was, they were all closely watching the movement in front of them. They could clearly see that under such circumstances, no one could defeat Zhu Moye.

As long as the 30,000 Terracotta Warriors can achieve an overwhelming victory, even if there are many gods, what can they do? In such a situation, they can only bow their heads and admit defeat.

Everyone's minds were tense to the extreme. They stared with their eyes wide open and held their breath as they watched the movement in front of them. In their understanding, immortals were invincible, and His Majesty the Emperor was going to defeat 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as countless immortals. What a great feat this must be, and no one dared to think about it.

At this time, no one prayed for a miracle anymore, because Zhu Moye's existence itself was the biggest miracle.

At this moment, the battlefield in the sky has undoubtedly become the most distracting existence for everyone.

No matter what, what they are most concerned about at this moment is probably a corner of the battlefield.

That was where Zhu Moye was. Two beams of light quickly surrounded Zhu Moye, two against one, so shameless!

"Those are two gods, they have come to find His Majesty the Emperor." In such a situation, everyone was attracted by the situation. They clearly saw that the battlefield in front of them was gradually turning the balance of victory towards Zhu Moye's position, but what they did not expect was that they still underestimated the shamelessness of those gods.

Seeing that they were unable to defeat the Emperor, they prepared to use two people together. Those immortals were going too far.

The people of Chang'an City began to worry about Zhu Moye. In their hearts, Zhu Moye was just an ordinary person at this time. How could he be hostile to the two immortals in such a crisis?

"Your Majesty, please be careful!" Countless people were praying in their hearts, but it was obvious that Zhu Moye had not yet reached the point of falling down.

Although he didn't know whether his people were anxiously watching what was happening here, Zhu Moye could clearly feel that the strength in his body was rising at an astonishing speed.

"You have been attacking for so long, it's time for you to withstand my attack." Zhu Moye grinned. He had just repelled Nezha.

Now Nezha had to retreat while covering his wound. He had not expected that the power of Zhu Moye's attack in front of him would be so terrifying!

Which side will win?

Chapter 606: Continuous Battles and Continuous Retreats

To be honest, Zhu Moye really didn't want to do so many boring things with Nezha in front of him at this moment, but no matter what, under the current circumstances, if he wanted to not decide the winner, I'm afraid no one would be willing to do it.

In such a situation, Zhu Moye was also very clear. He knew what he should do. For example, with the actions of Nezha just now, Zhu Moye had a good chance of being seriously injured, but he chose to retain some of Nezha's combat power, leaving only some internal injuries on his body, which were not enough to be judged from the outside.

In comparison, Li Jing in front of him was injured extremely badly by Zhu Moye, especially judging from his appearance.

"You're really not a good look, bleeding profusely." Zhu Moye looked at Li Jing in front of him and laughed heartily, a bit mockingly: "You still want to take me back now? I doubt you can save your own life."

"You thief, stop being so arrogant!" Li Jing stared at Zhu Moye in front of him with wide eyes, and the veins on his forehead were already bulging.

It is obvious that in the current situation, even Li Jing can't continue to maintain his previous thoughts, at least, he can't do that at this moment.

After hearing what Li Jing said at this time, Zhu Moye looked at him sideways, not knowing what he was thinking about, but for Zhu Moye at this moment, it was quite funny.

"Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass, do you know a saying: All under heaven belongs to the king." Zhu Moye's words were indifferent.

"I am Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King." Li Jing spoke righteously, denying the title that had been buried in his memory in the past, but Zhu Moye's words made his heart skip a beat.

"This is my Tang Dynasty, with its vast rivers and mountains, and you are the villain who should be killed by everyone." Zhu Moye stretched out his finger, pointed from a distance, and tapped Li Jing a few times.

Looking at Zhu Moye in front of him, Li Jing's face turned red for a while. He wanted to refute what Zhu Moye said, but unfortunately, Zhu Moye's words were not wrong.

They are now in Chang'an City, which must be Zhu Moye's territory. Li Jing just called Zhu Moye a thief, but from the point of view of others, Li Jing is the thief.

Seeing Li Jing being humiliated, Nezha felt an indescribable joy. His previous depression and current joy were all caused by Zhu Moye.

Thinking of this, Nezha couldn't help but look at Zhu Moye in surprise. He suddenly felt that Zhu Moye seemed to be a very interesting person. It was a pity that they were on opposite sides at this time.

With the body of an imperial dragon, Li Jing in front of him could not cause any harm to Zhu Moye. Although Nezha's attack was not weak, he could not compare with Zhu Moye in terms of physical strength. It was almost an impossible task to defeat Zhu Moye under such circumstances.

The two sides fought back and forth for several rounds, and in the end Li Jing was defeated and vomited blood. However, Nezha had originally hoped that Li Jing would retreat quickly. He knew from the beginning that he could not rely on Li Jing.