"Don't you see me?"

Yang Feng shouted with his hands behind his back and a majestic face.

In the city in front of him, at least 5,000 elite soldiers in full armor lined up in a huge phalanx, a long halberd stood like a forest, various flags fluttered in the sky, and more than 100 cavalry equipped with simple horses in front of the formation were clustered, and a general controlled the horse and stood solemnly......

Like a deer caught in headlights.

"Don't you see me? Get down on your knees! ”

He shouted again.

"Who are you?"

The general came to his senses at once, and immediately shouted in tongues.

This is pure pretending to be stupid, Yang Feng has twelve crowns on his head! Even if you can't understand him, it's impossible not to know this! Obviously, these guys are ready to give him a horse, first close the city gate and deliberately pretend not to know that he is coming, and then force him to come forward and call the door pitifully, and the soldiers at the head of the city will reprimand him again, let him know who has the final say in this place, and finally suddenly open the city gate, and the five thousand elites inside are called Yingjia, which is actually a demonstration, so that His Majesty the emperor who suddenly came and the Wei army who escorted him can see that Hanzhong is also a strong soldier.

As for disrespect to His Majesty the Emperor......

Anyway, we are all rough people who have never seen the emperor, and we can't understand anything other than the local dialect.

Those who don't know are not guilty!

That's what it looks like anyway.

This plan is good, but it is a pity that His Majesty the Emperor never plays according to the routine.

"Hmph, a bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die."

Yang Feng sneered.

Then he stretched out his hands flat, as if he had summoned something from the ground, and put on his back the depths of a red witch with his back to the sky, and at the same time, wooden cones kept rising from the pile of sawdust under his feet, and lined up in front of him in a neat line like life, and under the jaw-dropping gaze of the opposite side, he made the space in front of him at least four square meters like a knife cart, and hundreds of one-foot-long wooden cones were suspended and neatly arranged in a terrifying phalanx, and the tips of the dense cones pointed to the opposite side, and then ......

All the wooden cones also adjust their pointing as if they were alive.

"Go!"

Yang Feng suddenly shouted.

Then he pushed his hands forward, and the next moment all the wooden cones flew out at a speed comparable to that of a crossbow arrow, and in a radial group, almost instantly hitting the cavalry like a raging storm.

Although this is a wooden cone.

Although those cavalrymen were all dressed in armor.

But the speed of hundreds of meters per second still made these wooden vertebrae a lot of sorrow in front of them.

The general was among them.

He screamed at the moment when he was hit by four wooden cones at the same time, and then flew out of the horse, and spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time as he flew out, as for the cavalry on both sides of him, those wooden cones with great strength were smashed on the armor on their chests, and then they spit blood from their mouths and fell off their horses, and almost in the blink of an eye, there was not a single cavalryman left within ten zhang of Yang Feng's front, all of them were lying on the ground wailing.

"I am the son of the Han Dynasty, kneel, kneel!"

Yang Feng shouted.

At the same time, he stretched his hands flat again.

As he stepped forward, stone cone after another rose from the stone pavement under his feet, and as he advanced more and more, they floated densely in front of him, like a group of small monsters ready to attack, waiting for the soldiers to fly forward in formation. Their lethality is obviously not comparable to that of wooden cones, in fact, even those wooden cones just now, many of them penetrated through the gaps in the armor leaves and penetrated the bodies of those cavalrymen, and once these hard stone cones hit, even if they could not penetrate the iron armor, the weight and speed alone were enough to break bones and shatter internal organs.

The soldiers looked at each other in horror.

Then they didn't hesitate to fall to their knees.

Then everyone hurriedly threw down their weapons and bowed to him.

Yang Feng sneered and put his hands together in the middle.

At the same time, the stone cones in front of him began to converge and merge together, and soon became an oversized stone cone that stood in front of him like a missile, and then slowly moved around him as if alive, until it moved to his right shoulder and slowly fell backwards......

"Go!"

His Majesty the Emperor didn't even look at it, so he casually pointed back.

The hundreds of pounds of stone cone suddenly shot out with the movement of his fingers, with a terrible whistling sound suddenly crashed into the city tower behind him, the masonry tower under this terrifying blow, instantly turned into countless pieces and collapsed, and the stone cone flew out with the trajectory of dust, and flew straight to the distant mountain forest, and soon a dust like explosion smoke appeared in the distance halfway up the mountain.

The soldiers in the city trembled one by one, bowing their heads to the ground, not daring to look up.

Even the general struggled to get up, while vomiting blood and kneeling down in fear, trembling and kowtowing to it, at this time, because the collapse of the city tower broke the rope of the drawbridge, so the drawbridge on the moat had fallen, and in the city gate cave behind Yang Feng, Xu Chu and Wang Bi and others, who were originally outside the city, rushed in with Yan Pu.

There's not much left to say.

It was Zhang Wei who was injured by Yang Feng, although Zhang Lu had already decided to accept the meeting of the soldiers, but Zhang Wei still wanted to show his strength again, and then increase the bargaining chips......

There's nothing strange about that.

Zhang Lu took the initiative to surrender to get enough preferential treatment, but his subordinates also had to ask for official positions, but they were also more than 100,000 households and tens of thousands of troops, how could they get as many benefits as possible without showing it? Especially those local heroes in Hanzhong, they don't say anything else, it's always okay to get a local Taishou county order or something, right? And the premise of striving for more benefits is to first let Cao Cao's side take care of them and be afraid of them, so he must show off his might first.

It's a pity that he unfortunately bumped into Yang Feng.

Although His Majesty the Emperor took pretending to be forced as his own responsibility, others who wanted to pretend to be coerced in front of him would usually incur the brutal Roulin, and as a result, Zhang Wei almost took his life, but fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor immediately used immortal magic to heal him and his subordinates of internal injuries, otherwise he would definitely die, but it also made him surrender to death. Immediately after that, Zhang Wei ran to Nanzheng as fast as possible to report to his brother, and then ran back as fast as possible to serve His Majesty the Emperor, and finally when Zhang Wei escorted Yang Feng to Nanzheng, Zhang Lu had already led more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in the city to greet him in front of the city gate......

It is said that he is a Taoist priest.

The Five Doumi Sect is the Heavenly Master Sect, the Zhengyi Sect that is flooded in all kinds of comics.

He is the ancestor of the Zhang Tianshi lineage of Longhu Mountain, he is the grandson of the first Zhang Tianshi Zhang Daoling, and the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect is the lineage after he surrendered to Cao Cao, his fourth son Zhang Sheng was unwilling to be an official, and abandoned the official to go to Jiangxi to preach before it was established. The entire Zhang Tianshi family ranks third in the order of Zhang Lu, he is the third Heavenly Master, Zhang Sheng is the fourth, as a symbolic figure of Taoism at this time, and also a ruler of the secession forces with Taoism as the core, at this moment in the face of a real immortal, but also a true immortal of the Han Dynasty Son of Heaven, what other choice can he have except bow?

"Flat!"

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and said.

The invisible force supported Zhang Lu to rise involuntarily, but because he didn't react, he still maintained a kneeling posture, and the whole person was so vain, he looked at the ground far away from him below with a shocked face, and then quickly stretched out his legs and stood still, reminiscing about the feeling of soaring in disbelief.

"The disciple can see the face of the sky and die without regrets!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Lu said with tears in his eyes.

"Although there are many fallacies in the way passed on by the three generations of Er's ancestors and grandchildren, its essence is still the right way, but no one has guided it and gone some astrays. Especially those who draw talismans to exorcise evil spirits and the like, don't do it anymore, do you think you can draw talismans to become immortals? The immortal is the saint, who saves the world and saves the people, and who educates the people for Haotian God, and the soul naturally returns to the fairy world after the death of the body! There is no other way, how can immortals be mortal bait and medicine to draw talismans? ”

Yang Feng said.

As he spoke, a puff of smoke and dust rose from his body, and then converged towards the palm of his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, a page appeared in his palm, and then instantly changed from blank to full of handwriting, and as the smoke and dust continued to rise, the same page of paper in his hand was constantly generated and increased in thickness at a speed that was nothing more than visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Lu's eyes widened, and he knelt down again and kowtowed to the ground as fast as he could.

Behind him all the believers fell to their knees and prostrated their heads.

Only half a minute later, a half-foot-thick scripture book appeared in Yang Feng's hand.

This is also his thousand-year-old accumulation, so far his religious system with Haotian God as the main god has been very perfect, and even experienced many ideological enlightenment impacts in the late Tang Dynasty time and space, but after the perfection of those holy priests, this religious system still survived safely in the development of science and technology, after all, this religious system is based on the theory of parallel space, and there is no conflict with real science.

Even if you land on the moon, science can't prove that the fairy world doesn't exist!

Even if the genes are studied, science cannot prove that human beings are not created by Haotian God, who incarnates the will of the universe!

Nowadays, there are still people who preach that the universe is conscious!

And the set of scriptures that Yang Feng has taken out now can be said to be a combination of the efforts of him and countless generations of gods in the millennium, and all the loopholes that will appear in the future will be filled, which can definitely be used as the law of eternity, and the stone carving he has in Luoyang can be called perfect, since Zhang Lu is doing this, then he is still responsible for preaching!

"It's given to you!"

Yang Feng held the scriptures above his head and said.

Zhang Lu took it with trembling hands, held it high above his head, and then stood up with the support of his two sons behind him, and turned to face those believers......

"An oracle, this is an oracle!"

He shouted hoarsely with a sickly euphoria.

All believers worship religiously.