Chapter 239: The Young General Arrives
The offensive of the two brothers, Mo Liqing and Mo Lihai, was like a violent storm, sweeping the entire battlefield mercilessly. Every attack they made carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. The dust on the battlefield was raised into a high dust wall, as if even the sky was torn apart by this power.

Li Jing and his wife fought side by side, their figures moving quickly on the battlefield. As Li Jing waved his spear, the tip of the spear left behind bright rays of light. Yin Shiniang used her magic weapons one after another, and her flying swords attacked Mo Liqing and Mo Lihai as if they had life.

Although they resisted with firm will and superb martial arts, they also felt unprecedented pressure when faced with the combined forces of the two masters of the Demon Family.

Although Yin Shiniang's flying sword was extremely agile, it seemed a little powerless under the sound of Mo Lihai's pipa.

Mo Liqing's swordsmanship became more and more fierce. Every sword strike was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart.

Li Jing's spear danced like a dragon, the wind whistling on the spear tip, colliding with Mo Liqing's sword light, making a deafening roar. The two figures intertwined on the battlefield, moving quickly, like two lightning bolts intersecting in the night sky.

The fight between the four became more and more intense. Every time their weapons collided, a deafening noise was produced. Even the soldiers in the distance felt their eardrums stinging and their hearts trembling.

At this time, Mo Lihong saw that the two brothers were fighting for a long time, so he stepped forward and bowed deeply to Wen Zhong: "Grand Master, let me go and help the two brothers!"

Wen Zhong looked at Mo Lihong, with a hint of approval in his eyes. He knew that Mo Lihong's strength was not inferior to Mo Liqing and Mo Lihai, and was even better in some aspects. He nodded in agreement.

Mo Lihong has a tall and straight figure, dressed in a fiery red robe. He holds a Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella in his hand, on which are inlaid various precious beads such as Jade Fire Beads and Jade Water Beads, each of which contains powerful power.

He leaped lightly, and his figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, heading straight for the center of the battlefield.

The Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella in his hand slowly opened, and in an instant, the sky became dark, and the sun, moon, and stars in the sky seemed to have lost their light, as if the whole world was covered by this umbrella.

The soldiers involuntarily stopped fighting and looked up at this mysterious change.

Mo Lihong gently turned the umbrella handle, and the orb on the umbrella began to spin, emitting a dazzling light. The clouds on the battlefield changed color, and the sky and the earth seemed to shake at this moment.

The soldiers on the battlefield felt the ground shaking beneath their feet, and an indescribable fear rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Mo Lihong's figure became tall and distorted in this wave, as if he had transformed into a god who controlled the heaven and the earth.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang felt the pressure from the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and the joining of Mo Lihong will make the battle more difficult.

The two looked at each other, with a determined look in their eyes. They had no intention of backing down.

Li Jing thrust the spear in his hand forward, with a force that broke through the air, directly at Mo Lihong. Yin Shiniang's magic weapon also danced in the air, turning into streams of light, and together with the flying sword formed an indestructible line of defense.

Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella rotated in the air, and the power released by the Jade Fire Pearl, Jade Water Pearl and other pearls intertwined into a huge net, trying to trap Li Jing and his wife. Mo Liqing and Mo Lihai were not to be outdone, and their offensive became more fierce, forming a trinity offensive with Mo Lihong.

Li Jing thrust the spear out again. This time, his strength seemed to be integrated with the power of the earth, and the light on the tip of the spear became even brighter. Yin Shiniang bit her fingertips and used the blood as a guide to push the flying sword to its maximum power.

On the battlefield, the power of sword light, gun shadow, pipa sound, and Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella converged, forming an unprecedented battle.

Every attack is full of destructive power, and every defense requires tremendous energy.

Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella was spinning in the air, and the gems on the umbrella emitted a strong suction force, as if they wanted to swallow everything.

After resisting for a moment, Yin Shiniang's flying sword was ultimately unable to escape and was sucked into the umbrella by an irresistible force and disappeared.

Seeing this, Li Jing knew that something was wrong. He gripped his spear tightly and felt the suction force coming towards him, almost sucking him in.

He hurriedly activated the earth escape technique in his body, and the ground instantly became soft. He and Yin Shiniang sank and turned into an earth-yellow light, and quickly retreated.

Seeing the prey escape, Mo Lihong could not help but taunt loudly: "Li Jing, you think you can compete with us? You are overestimating yourself!"

He returned to his camp triumphantly, and when Wen Zhong saw him coming back, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He patted Mo Lihong's shoulder in appreciation, and then ordered his men to beat drums and challenge the enemy with a loud and mighty sound.

Li Jing and his wife fled back to the city wall. Their faces were a little pale, and it was obvious that the escape just now had consumed a lot of their energy.

They came in front of Kong Xuan, and Li Jing said in a deep voice: "The power of Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella is huge. It can absorb magic tools and even people. We almost suffered a disaster just now."

Yin Shiniang also added: "The pearl on the umbrella seems to be able to absorb and release various powers. If Li Jing hadn't used the earth escape technique in time, I'm afraid we would have fallen into the hands of the enemy now."

After hearing this, Kong Xuan's face turned solemn. He knew that such a treasure was of no trivial importance and he should not underestimate the enemy.

He pondered for a moment, and finally gave the order: "We should not fight hard now, but temporarily avoid the enemy's sharp edge. Order people to hang up the banner of no fighting, and the whole army to retreat to the city wall and stabilize the position."

The order was passed down, and the soldiers acted quickly. A sign of no war was soon hung on the city wall, and the entire city went into a defensive state.

Li Jing and his wife looked at the enemy outside the city wall and secretly vowed in their hearts that they must find a way to break the Hunyuan Umbrella to avenge today's humiliation.

As night fell, the firelight in the military camp was like stars. After inspecting the soldiers' garrisons, Li Jing was worried, but he knew that the most important thing at this time was to keep the troops intact and wait for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

He was about to go back to the tent to rest for a while, when suddenly a ray of light broke through the night sky and shot straight at him. He instinctively dodged, but heard a familiar voice coming from the light: "Go to Yang's Mansion quickly."

Li Jing frowned. In his opinion, Yang Ling had always been powerful and mysterious. There must be something important about summoning him at this time.

He changed his mind and decided to take Yin Shiniang with him, perhaps he could get the method to break the Hunyuan Umbrella from Yang Ling.

The two of them rode the wind and soon arrived at Yang's Mansion.

The lights in the mansion were bright, and it was obvious that they had been waiting for them for a long time.

As soon as they stepped into the mansion, they heard the sounds of palm winds and sword energy coming from the yard, which was a sign of a fight between people.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang smiled at each other. They didn't expect that at this tense moment, someone would be so relaxed.

They followed the direction of the sound and saw Nezha and Yang Jian competing in the courtyard.

Although Nezha is still young, only about seven or eight years old, he has extraordinary skills. The Qiankun Ring in his hand is flying so fast that no one can stop it, and the Fire Spear is also extremely ferocious.

The Yang Jian on the opposite side looked to be a teenager of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face, holding a horizontal sword in his hand, and his sword skills were sharp, and every move was accompanied by the power of wind and thunder.

The two fought back and forth until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Although Nezha had great magical powers, he was young and inexperienced after all. Under Yang Jian's series of schemes, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

In the end, Yang Jian swung his sword with such force that Nezha was forced to retreat, which decided the outcome.

Li Jing was secretly pleased with his son's skills, but he also reminded him: "Nezha, don't be careless. You must understand every move carefully."

Nezha pursed his lips and smiled, seeming a little unconvinced, but he also knew that what his father said was for his own good, so he had to nod in agreement.

Seeing this, Yang Ling came out of the house and said to Li Jing and his wife, "I heard that you were blocked by the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella during the day, so I asked you to come over.

Regarding the Hunyuan Umbrella, I may have some clues."

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang looked at each other, knowing that this might be the key to turning the tide of the battle, and hurriedly asked, "Please give me some advice, Brother Yang."

Yang Ling smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to the two young men who were panting in the courtyard. His voice was firm and confident: "Nezha and Yang Jian's strength is far superior to yours. If they go into battle, they will be able to easily defeat the four generals of the Demon Family."

Li Jing's face changed slightly when he heard this. Although he knew that the two teenagers had extraordinary abilities, they were still young after all. Life and death on the battlefield were in a split second, and he couldn't bear to let the two children take such a serious risk.

"Brother Yang, they are not yet adults. How can we treat battlefield matters lightly?" There was a hint of worry in Li Jing's voice.

Yang Ling shook his head, looking calm: "Although the enemy this time is strong, it is not yet invincible. For Nezha and Yang Jian, this is a rare opportunity to train."

Nezha and Yang Jian in the courtyard were immediately cheered up when they heard this conversation. Although they were young, the dream of being a hero had already burned in their hearts.

Nezha waved the Qiankun Circle, his eyes gleaming with a light of unwillingness to admit defeat: "I, Nezha, have been practicing martial arts since I was young. When will I be able to show my skills? If I don't fight today, I will fail my father's teachings."

Yang Jian followed closely behind, holding his sword tightly, and said in a firm voice: "Yang Jian is willing to follow the general into battle and let the enemy see our bravery."

Looking at the passionate looks of the two young men, Li Jing and his wife couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

They knew that Nezha and Yang Jian were indeed very young children, and their strength and wisdom were enough to make many immortals and gods ashamed.

Yin Shi Niang gently pulled Li Jing's sleeve and whispered, "My husband, we have already seen the growth of the children. If we can let them go into battle now, it will also be a recognition of their confidence."

Li Jing was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, in that case, we trust you. But remember, the battlefield is ruthless, don't be careless."

When Nezha and Yang Jian heard this, they immediately straightened their chests and raised their heads, and responded confidently: "We will definitely live up to your trust!"

Yang Ling smiled when he saw this, he knew that these two young men would become a beautiful scenery on the battlefield.

He turned and went into the house, took out an ancient scroll, and handed it to Li Jing and his wife: "As for the method to crack the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella, I have a treasure here that may be able to help you."

Li Jing took the scroll and said with a firm look: "Thank you, Brother Yang. We will definitely work out a solution as soon as possible."

Li Jing and his wife took Nezha and Yang Jian back to the military camp quickly. The tent in the night was like a huge beast's mouth, open and waiting for their return. However, as soon as they entered the camp, they were questioned by Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan was holding a long sword, his brows furrowed as he inspected the camp. When he saw Li Jing and his wife accompanied by two young men, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "General Li, the war is urgent at this time. Do you know how serious it is for you to leave without permission?"

Li Jing's expression remained unchanged as he replied in a deep voice, "Marshal, I am here to answer the call of the Immortal Yang Ling to obtain the treasure that can unlock the Hunyuan Umbrella."

Kong Xuan's expression eased a little when he heard this. He knew that Yang Ling's strength was extraordinary. If he gave a helping hand, perhaps he could really turn the tide.

He looked up and down at the ancient scroll in his hand, nodded and said, "If that's the case, then that's good. We need this to solve our current difficulties."

Then, Kong Xuan turned his gaze to Nezha and Yang Jian. Seeing that they were young but looked very imposing, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are these two young generals?"

Li Jing introduced: "This is my son Li Nezha. The one next to him is called Yang Jian. He is the son of the immortal Yang Ling, and he was specially sent to help."

Kong Xuan was surprised when he heard this, and then he suddenly realized that Yang Ling must have a deep meaning for sending these two young men. He immediately announced: "Since Immortal Yang has made this arrangement, then Nezha and Yang Jian will serve as the vanguard, and our army will surely win a great victory."

When Nezha and Yang Jian heard Kong Xuan's order, excitement showed on their faces. They had been eager to try and were eager to show their skills on the battlefield.

Li Jing and his wife breathed a sigh of relief. With Kong Xuan's approval, they were more confident in facing the upcoming battle.

Kong Xuan immediately ordered the soldiers in the camp to gather together. He stood on the high platform and announced in a loud voice: "My fellow soldiers, tonight we have new hope. The magic weapon to crack the Hunyuan Umbrella has been obtained, and Yang Shangxian has personally sent two young heroes to help us.

In the battle tomorrow, we will make the enemy tremble and let them know our strength! "

The morale of the entire army was greatly boosted. For a moment, the war drums thundered, the trumpets blew, the entire military camp was like a boiling ocean, and the flame of battle burned in every soldier's eyes.

Before the first rays of sunlight in the morning broke through the clouds, the roar of war drums had already echoed between the two camps. The air was filled with the smell of tension and blood, and the soldiers held their weapons in their hands and stared at each other with firm eyes.

The four generals of the Mo family were wearing heavy armor and standing in front of the formation. Their momentum was like a rainstorm before a strong wind, fierce and unstoppable.

Mo Lihong waved the Hunyuan Umbrella and shouted loudly, with provocative words echoing over the battlefield: "Kong Xuan, do you dare to come down and fight with our brothers? Today I will let you see how powerful we are!"

Kong Xuan stood on the city wall, his eyes swept over the soldiers around him, and asked loudly: "Who among you is willing to go out to fight the enemy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha had already jumped out of the team. His figure looked particularly handsome under the rising sun, and his voice was firm and loud: "I, Li Nezha, am willing to be the vanguard and fight the enemy!"

Yang Jian followed closely behind him, patted his chest and said: "I'll hold the fort for you!"

Kong Xuan heard the two young men's bold words and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He ordered loudly: "Okay! Nezha, Yang Jian, you two will go to the battle and teach the enemy a severe lesson!"

The two young heroes walked towards the front of the battle with firm steps. The soldiers followed their backs with endless respect and hope in their hearts.

Nezha is dressed in armor, holding the Qiankun Ring and the Fire Spear. His aura is like a flame rising into the sky, and he is not afraid even when facing a strong enemy.

He stood in front of the formation, staring at the four generals of the Mo family with sharp eyes.

When the four generals of the Mo family saw that the person coming to fight was actually a child of seven or eight years old, they immediately burst into laughter. Mo Lihong was even more sarcastic: "Kong Xuan, do you have no one else to use? You actually sent a young kid to die!"

Nezha did not change his expression when he heard the ridicule. Instead, he raised a disdainful smile. He waved the Qiankun Circle and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "What a joke! I, Li Nezha, have practiced martial arts and Taoism since I was young. Today, I will let you know how powerful I am!"

Seeing that Nezha was young, Mo Lishou smiled disdainfully and said to his brothers beside him: "You all just stand aside and watch the battle. I am enough."

After saying that, he flashed his body, and the two purple-gold whips in his hands rose into the air like two dragons and headed straight for Nezha.

Nezha's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he faced Mo Lishou's attack without flinching.

The Qiankun Circle spun in his hand, making a crisp buzzing sound, and began a fierce battle with the purple gold whip.

The Hun Tian Ling then unfolded, transforming into brilliant light and shadow, echoing with the Qian Kun Circle, resisting the attack of Mo Li Shou.

The two fought hard in the center of the battlefield. Nezha's Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling worked in perfect harmony and gradually gained the upper hand.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Nezha, with his agile body and precise control, tied the Qiankun Ring and Hun Tian Ling to Mo Lishou's body, rendering him unable to move, and the Purple Gold Whip was forced to fall to the ground.

Mo Lishou's eyes were full of stars and he struggled to break free from the restraints, but Nezha's magic weapon was getting tighter and tighter, making him unable to move at all.

Nezha stood there, laughing loudly, and taunted: "Mo Lishou, didn't you say that you were enough on your own? Why are you so vulnerable?"

Mo Lishou's face turned red and he became angry out of shame. He knew that if he was looked down upon like this, his position in Master Wen's heart would be lost.

He bit his tongue and a mouthful of blood spurted into the air. Then a cloth bag flew out from his arms. The bag trembled slightly, as if a creature was struggling inside.

Mo Lishou shook the cloth bag fiercely, and the mouth of the bag loosened, and an object jumped out. It looked like a white mouse, but it was actually a purple-gold marten, as big as a white elephant, and exuded a fierce aura.

As soon as the purple-gold marten appeared, it immediately opened its huge mouth and spit out a purple-gold light, rushing straight towards Nezha.

When Nezha saw this, he knew that the opponent had used his trump card, so he immediately retracted the Qiankun Ring and Hun Tian Ling and prepared to meet the attack with all his strength.

The power of the purple-gold marten is extremely strong. Although Nezha has great magical powers, he still feels a little pressure when facing such a strange beast.

Nezha was not afraid of the fierce attack of the purple-gold marten. The fire spear in his hand danced like a fire dragon. Every swing was accompanied by a blazing flame, which collided with the purple-gold light of the purple-gold marten, making a deafening roar.

On the battlefield, dust was flying, and flames and purple-gold light were intertwined, like a picture of a life-and-death battle.

Nezha was still able to handle the siege of the purple-golden martens with ease. His Qiankun Ring and Hun Tian Ling were flying in the air, sometimes turning into sharp halos, sometimes turning into unbreakable nets, cooperating seamlessly with the Fire Spear to resolve Mo Lishou's attacks one by one.

Seeing that his purple-golden fox marten could not gain an advantage, Mo Lishou was furious, but he had to admit that Nezha's strength was far beyond his expectations. He gritted his teeth, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, but he was helpless.

When Mo Lihai and others saw that Mo Lishou was at a disadvantage, their faces turned ugly. They had indeed underestimated this young opponent before.

They originally thought that they could easily defeat this young boy with their own strength, but the current situation forced them to re-examine the strength of this young hero.

On the city wall, Li Jing and Yin Shiniang watched the battlefield nervously. Seeing that Nezha was able to compete with Mo Lishou, one of the four generals of the Mo family, the tension in their hearts finally eased a little.

They knew that Nezha was worthy of their pride. Even in the face of such a powerful enemy, he was able to remain calm and displayed extraordinary fighting talent.

Kong Xuan stood on a high place, observing every detail on the battlefield with a sharp gaze. Seeing Nezha's performance, he couldn't help but admire: "What a great Li Nezha, he has such skills at such a young age. Our army is so lucky!"

The battle lasted for a while, Nezha became more and more courageous, and every attack of his made Mo Lishou miserable.

Finally, in a precise stab, the Fire Spear went straight to Mo Lishou's vitals. Although Mo Lishou managed to escape, he was forced to abandon the Purple Gold Flower Marten and was defeated.

Nezha held up the flaming spear, the joy of victory blooming on his face.

Seeing this, the soldiers cheered. In this battle, Nezha not only won glory for himself, but also injected a strong confidence and strength into the entire army.

Nezha had just won a victory and the cheers of the soldiers were still echoing in his ears, but Mo Lihai had already quietly stepped forward, the jade pipa in his hand flashing a faint green light in the sunlight.

His fingertips gently plucked the pipa strings, and suddenly a strange melody spread over the battlefield.

As the sound of the pipa spread, the soldiers' expressions began to distort, and they covered their ears and groaned in pain. Although Nezha was determined, he felt dizzy under the evil sound, and covering his ears was of no use.

There are four strings on Mo Lihai's pipa, representing the four forces of 'earth, water, fire, and wind'.

As his fingers flew, the strings rang loudly, and the four forces intertwined into an invisible storm. Wind and fire came together, and flames and strong winds swept in; water and soil turned into giant dragons, bringing huge waves and rolling dust, and pounced on Nezha.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nezha had to mobilize all the spiritual power in his body, spread out the Hun Tian Ling, and turned it into a sky curtain to protect himself.

The light on the Hun Tian Ling flickered, resisting the fierce attacks of wind, fire, water and earth, but under the sound of Mo Li Hai's pipa, Nezha felt that his strength was rapidly fading, and the light of the Hun Tian Ling began to dim.

Mo Lishou took the opportunity to attack again. He broke free from Nezha's previous restraints, picked up the purple gold whip again, and launched a violent attack on Nezha.

Nezha was no longer able to do anything at this moment. The Hun Tian Ling was no longer able to completely protect him due to the interference of the devil's sound. He could only hold on and try his best to avoid the whip of Mo Lishou.

Li Jing and Yin Shiniang on the city wall saw this scene and were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but they were powerless to do anything.

They knew that once Nezha was defeated by Mo Lishou, their morale would suffer a great blow.

Kong Xuan frowned, knowing that the battle could not continue. He hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him to prepare bows and arrows to support Nezha.

Nezha was already exhausted at this time. Although his Qiankun Circle and Fire Spear were extremely powerful, due to the interference of the magic sound, his attacks were no longer as accurate and sharp as before.

He was beaten back step by step by Mo Lishou's purple-gold whip, and the light of the Hun Tian Ling became dimmer and dimmer, obviously reaching its limit.

Just when Nezha was about to collapse, Yang Jian did not hesitate at all. His figure appeared beside Nezha in an instant like a flash of lightning.

Yang Jian drew out the sword from his waist, and the sword flashed like lightning. With one strike of the sword, Mo Lishou's purple gold whip broke with a sound, and the broken whip flew down, and Mo Lishou's attack was immediately cut off.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian waved his hand and a powerful force surged out, calming the violent wind and fire. Then he kicked the earth dragon hard, breaking it apart and turning it into flying dust.

Mo Lihai and Mo Lishou were horrified when they saw this. They didn't expect that there was a more powerful character besides Nezha. Mo Lishou was angry and terrified when he saw his purple golden whip being cut off, and the sound of Mo Lihai's pipa was also interrupted by Yang Jian's sudden attack.

Nezha saw Yang Jian come to his rescue in time, and although he was a little unwilling, he also knew that he had been in a tough battle. He said to Yang Jian: "Thank you for your help, but I am not a pushover. I have my own way to deal with the fight just now."

After hearing what Nezha said, Yang Jian smiled slightly, patted his shoulder, and said firmly: "I know you can handle it, but now we are facing the four generals of the Demon Family, and there are exactly four opponents. How about we each take two?"

When Nezha heard this, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. He nodded and responded, "Okay! Let them see how powerful we are."

The conversation between the two young heroes rekindled the soldiers' fighting spirit, and the light of hope flashed in their eyes again.

Kong Xuan and Li Jing and his wife on the city wall were also encouraged. They knew that with heroes like Nezha and Yang Jian, victory in this battle would be more certain.

Seeing this, the four generals of the Mo family knew that today's battle would not be easy. They looked at each other with solemn expressions in their eyes.

They knew that the coming battle would be a real test and they had to give it their all to have a chance of winning.

Nezha and Yang Jian, on the other hand, had already adjusted their status and were ready to fight again. Standing on the battlefield, they hooked their fingers at the four generals of the Demon Family.

Facing the provocation of Nezha and Yang Jian, the four generals of the Demon Clan were furious. Mo Liqing's eyes were wide open and he asked angrily: "You two little devils dare to look down on us, you are looking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, the four generals attacked together, approaching Yang Jian and Nezha with great momentum.

(End of this chapter)