There is no suspense in the battle.

Even though the children of the Xiang family used secret techniques, they were still easily defeated by the three brothers Wu Jin, Wu Yin and Wu Tong.

Not knocking down, but defeating.

It is crushing, like a grinder smashing an egg, completely defeating it.

Wu Tie carried the God-beating Whip and swept the formation behind his three brothers, but it was useless.

The inheritance of Wu Jin’s human emperor, Wu Yin, Wu Tong and Wu Family’s old monsters have set up small kitchens, and also used secret techniques to condense the blood of the ancestors of the witch clan. With the infusion of countless rare resources of Wu Tie, they also used star energy essence to infuse the body, and forced the divine fetus with the soul-derived Tao.

The three brothers have undergone a huge change without realizing it, and their overall strength is far superior to the Wu Clan Erlang who is with them.

A hundred children of the Xiang family, with bruised noses and swollen faces, collapsed to the ground, their bones were broken, and they were all over the place and could not move. Their eyes were bloodshot, their chests were rising and falling rapidly, and they kept making low roars and insults.

Some words were very unpleasant and went straight to the ancestors of the Wu Tie brothers.

After all, the Xiang family is also a general. On weekdays, these Xiang family members are hanging in the military camp and dealing with big and rude soldiers all day long. They scold people with slang, which is much more slick than the heroes in the city.

Wu Tie waved his hand, Huang Yu and Li Ergouzi rushed over with their men, carrying bamboo steel whips to the faces of these Xiang family's children.

Wu Tie returned to the throne and pointed at a son of the Xiang family who scolded the most.

Several powerful elders of the earth spirit walked over and carried the soft Xiang family's son to Wu Tie, and held him heavily on the ground.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with the Xiang family..." Wu Tie slowly started with normal official clichés.

"Now there is a grudge." The Xiang family's son stared at Wu Tie viciously: "You killed Brother Xiang Jun, and you and our Xiang family are now in a deep blood hatred... My Xiang family's blood can only be washed with blood."

"You guys do it first, are you reasonable?" Wu Tie raised his legs and crossed his legs.

As soon as he stretched out his left hand, a marching adviser from the Lan family in Yuzhou walked out of the crowd and placed a pot of hot tea that had just been brewed on Wu Tie's hand. Wu Tie held the teapot and went to the spout to take a big mouthful.

The hot tea is soaked very strongly and bitterly, just like Huanglian soup.

This kind of large pot of tea is very decent when placed on the kingdom of the Qingqiu God Kingdom. People pay attention to using fine tea cups to taste it carefully, and no one uses teapots to drink tea.

But Wu Tie likes this.

He was deliberately creating a rough style that was incompatible with other princes and nobles.

The more incompatible he is, the more contrary to the secular conventional cognition, the safer he will be. In this way, if something strange happens in his fiefdom and his fiefdom in the future, everyone will probably understand and be able to adapt to Wu Tie's behavior in daily life.

He spitted a piece of tea that was stuck on his mouth heavily on the ground. With a sneer, the fragile tea leaves made a small hole the size of a thumb on the stone ground condensed by the strong mana.

The Xiang family's children had a gloomy face, stared at Wu Tie's style, and then sneered disdainfully: "The country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. When have you heard that our Xiang family reasoned?"

With a proud raised his head, the Xiang family's children said coldly: "Everyone in the world praises my Xiang family, but if there are eight hundred tigers in the Xiang family, you can run around the battlefield. The fame and status of my Xiang family are made by fists... they are never spoken by tongue."

Looking at Wu Tie coldly, the guy sneered: "You beat Brother Xiang Jun to death, you are dead. The ancestors of our Xiang family will not let you go. Don't look at you, King An, I don't know how many royal princes have been beaten by our Xiang family. What can they do to me?"

Wu Tie held the teapot and sneered: "Hey, it's so majestic and evil. They are all strong men. I like it, I admire you... Look, they are all stripped away and hung with flagpole. Hang them higher, so that people can't see them."

After looking around for a while, Wu Tie pointed to the city gate of the first city behind him: "Hang it, well, Mu Sanhua, you can give birth to a few strong enough wooden poles. It should be longer and straight, and it is best to be three or five hundred feet tall. I will strip all these unreasonable Xiang wolf cubs and hang them up."

As mentioned earlier, the defensive line of this Demon Suppressing City is a desert desert with no grass growing. Only a very small number of mosses with extremely tenacious vitality barely cling to the rocks and survived secretly.

If no grass grows, there will naturally be no big tree.

A group of wood spirit elders and earth spirit elders joined forces to find a piece of yellow sand next to the First City of Demon Suppression. The earth spirit elders used secret techniques to turn the yellow sand into fertile soil. Then the wood spirit elders took out a bag of tree species and planted them carefully in the soil.

The elder of the Water Spirit brought the clouds and the light rain fell.

The elders of the wood spirit communicated with these seeds, giving birth to the innate vitality in the tree species, and then injected the rich Yi wood spiritual energy into the tree species.

The tree species burst and with the sound of "huh" the tree species began to grow rapidly. In just one quarter of an hour, they grew into 138 strange-shaped trees that were only the size of a sea bowl, but were straight and had very few branches, and were five hundred feet tall.

Several golden spirit elders came over, turned their arms into long swords and easily chopped them down, chopping all the branches and slashing the bark. These strange-shaped trees turned into 138 long poles of up and down thickness, straight and extremely tough.

He pushed the long pole to the gate of the first city of Demon Suppression. One hundred and thirty-eight Xiang family men whose cultivation was blocked roared and cursed, and were hung on the top of the long pole by a leather nostril.

As soon as the wind blows, these sea bowls are thick, but the long rods are five hundred feet long, which are extremely elastic and flexible. The long rods sway left and right, and the shaking range of the top can be as big as thirty or forty feet. These children from the Xiang family are shaking around on the long rods, and the stars in front of them are shaking, and they can't help but vomit.

For a moment, a "swoosh" sounded on the city gate tower, all of which were the sound of breaking wind shaking from the long pole left and right.

"How spectacular!" Huang Yu and several civil servants from the Lan family applauded and praised. At this moment, they wanted to write a poem to commemorate them. However, the ink in their belly was a little lacking. After thinking for a long time, they couldn't think of a poem that suited the situation.

Wu Tie looked at the 138 Xiang family men and sneered: "I don't know what's right? Let's see who's more unreasonable!"

He pointed at the Xiang family fleet casually, and Wu Tie sneered: "Take them all, everyone is demoted to slave soldiers, and summoned them to serve in the Invincible Army. Who dares to resist, beat them to death? As long as you don't really beat them to death, you can beat them up."

With a cold snorting, Wu Tie sneered: "Catch all the marching Sima, marching staff, and the bastards in their army. I want to be steady. What are the idiots from the Xiang family going to the Demon Suppression City to do?"
Chapter completed!