"Hahaha! You are worthy of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty who fell in court. He can ride a thousand horses and defeat the three armies bravely! If I can't meet you openly and honestly against such an opponent, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?"
Amidst the earth-shattering laughter, a shaman suddenly took off his colorful clothes and transformed into a burly and majestic Tibetan man.
The outline of his facial features has obvious Jurchen characteristics. Although his cheekbones are high, his nose is plump and powerful. His eyes are sparkling, emitting a solid light, covering Gu Cheng from a distance, and his black hair is flying, like a god.
magic.
"After a little prodding, he actually managed to pull it off!"
Gu Cheng smiled coldly.
Feng Sheng inherited the soul of Zhang Jiao, which only had magic power and no martial arts.
So in the process of performing Taiping magic, in addition to the Jin army, there must be close protection by experts.
Gu admitted that Wanyanxiang, who had great trust in him, might not be in Kaifeng, but secretly came to the frontline army to serve as an ambush.
Of course, a normal emperor would not do that, but Wanyanxiang was willing to adopt Feng Sheng's whimsical method of destroying the city, and he was the leader of Tiannin. How could he act with common sense?
Wan Yanxiang's appearance at this time also proved his confidence and arrogance. Since the enemy had broken the trace, he would never hide.
"Emperor to emperor, I will kill you with my own hands as a sign of respect for the warrior!"
Wan Yanxiang was extremely strong, and as soon as he raised his evil voice, he was already flying up to the sky. He gathered his ten fingers into a fist and smashed it down, like a god swinging a giant ax to open up the sky and the earth.
"Is it the Divine Light Kung Fu? It's really powerful!"
Gu Cheng's eyes lit up.
Wan Yanxiang's coercion was extremely close to Lin Xuanqing's.
But being close is not equal after all.
His true energy was released, powerful and domineering, and eloquent, seemingly unstoppable, but precisely because it was too strong, it seemed to be deliberate and did not have the natural feeling of Lin Xuanqing.
"It's really not that easy to understand it from the gods! What a coincidence, neither you nor I have been able to cross that chasm!"
With a thought, Gu Cheng got off his horse and thrust the black iron sword into his side. His hands seemed to be closed, and he faced the giant ax that opened the sky without fear.
Boom!
In an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere, and earth and rocks were flying, like sharp arrows and crossbows, swishing and flying.
The shamans screamed in agony and were shot into a hornet's nest.
At the same time, several masters emerged from the Flying Tiger Army, which was resisting the attack of the Jin Army. Hong Qi, Ouyang Feng, Ku Hui, and King Li Kong, all of whom were the best in the world, rushed towards Feng Sheng.
But the Tian Nin Sect also came out in full force. There was a scream from the mountains, and batches of masters rushed down, doing everything they could to protect Feng Sheng and support him in performing his magic.
The final decisive battle between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom's martial arts began.
Sooner or later, when the spider web-like cracks continued to move towards Xiangyang, the smoke and dust dispersed, Gu Cheng stood proudly, as if the breeze was blowing on the mountain, not caring, Wanyanxiang finally showed a look of surprise on his face
color.
I went from top to bottom and took advantage of the situation, but I couldn't force the opponent to take half a step back?
His original belief in being invincible was thwarted, and Gu Cheng pounced on him.
Both sides were using their bare hands, and when their fists and palms collided, it was earth-shattering, as if two giant spirits and gods were fighting bare-chested.
Wanyan Xiang was more and more shocked the more he fought, because Gu Cheng's strength could be fierce or fierce, or feminine and mysterious. The two qi of yin and yang rotated, hard and soft merged into one, and he could change his strength nine times in a row at will, which was simply unwary.
Defend.
Wanyanxiang started to retreat before he could even meet ten people.
Every time you step out, the footprints on the ground are of different depths.
If it weren't for the fact that he had already reached the pinnacle of his Shen Zhao Gong, he would have been defeated long ago under this miraculous offensive.
Of course, Wan Yanxiang has a resolute character and will never admit defeat. He is thunderous and fights back fiercely.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
However, the next moment, Wan Yanxiang's expression changed drastically, because four figures suddenly emerged from the Flying Tiger Army and surrounded him.
Huang Shang, Wei Jinzhong, Duan Yu, Doujiu Monk!
Just like the lineup that besieged Lin Xuanqing back then!
Lin Xuanqing is a god who knows how to defeat five of them with one, not to mention that the five of them are stronger now than they were then!
"Feng..."
When that surging energy surges in, everyone will despair, and Wanyan Xiang is no exception. His face is twisted, but it is Feng Sheng who he is looking at.
On the battlefield, with thousands of troops and horses, how can there be any unnecessary nonsense?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the continuous earth-shaking collisions, the five figures turned into a circle of afterimages, surrounding Wanyanxiang with great speed and furious hammer blows. Each blow was extremely powerful and powerful.
"His Majesty?"
The confrontation here has completely become the center of the battle. On the other side, Marshal Wanyan Zonghao, who had received a secret order and immediately led his army to retreat once he discovered that the ground was cracking, was stunned when he heard the familiar laughter.
What a joke!
No matter what you say, Gu Cheng is still the prince of the Song Dynasty, and Wanyanxiang is now the emperor of the Jin Dynasty!
If he died in battle, the already turbulent Jin Kingdom would be doomed and would surely fall apart!
"Escort! Escort!"
At the first moment, Wanyan Zonghao sent troops like crazy.
It is a pity that the earthquake in front of Xiangyang City affected more than one party. The casualties on both sides were extremely heavy, and the personal guards could not get over in a short time.
Bang!
When they finally arrived, they saw a loud sound like a yellow bell, and Huang Shang and the four of them retreated.
Gu Cheng and Wanyan Xiang were left alone in the center.
"Why……"
Wan Yanxiang's eyes were as angry as bells, still staring at Feng Sheng, filled with disbelief in her anger.
"Strange! Strange! They are both external forces. Even if God wants His Highness and Zhang Jiao to fight among themselves, it is too much!"
At the same time, there was a small flame, slowly rotating around Feng Sheng.
"Fire" is puzzling.
Refining energy and transforming it into energy is a common rule in almost all worlds, but refining spirit into magic is different.
Especially the magic of the Three Kingdoms of Xianwu, which can be used in the world of low martial arts, is simply a super cheating tool.
How could God allow it?
Wanyanxiang's hatred and "fire" doubts were introduced into her heart. Between the lightning and flint, Gu Cheng hit Wanyanxiang's chest hard with his palm.
Crack!
There was a terrifying sound of bone cracking, and a bloody arrow shot out of Wanyanxiang's mouth.
His chest collapsed and he lost his breath. His whole body was grabbed by Gu Cheng, and his majestic body was lifted high.
"The Jin Emperor Wan Yanxiang was executed. The body is here. Who will fight again?"
"His Majesty!!!"
When Gu Cheng's declaration of victory spread throughout the battlefield, Marshal Wanyan Zonghao screamed sadly, and his heart sank to the bottom.
It’s over! It’s all over!
The Jin army was already being killed by the Flying Tiger Army led by Gu Cheng, and their morale was greatly reduced. At this time, Wan Yanxiang was killed in public, leaving the group without a leader. It was a fatal blow!
What can we rely on to turn the tide? Can we rely on the shaman who pretends to be a magician?
As an iron-blooded general on the battlefield, I don’t believe in that!
"Wan Yanxiang is a false emperor, and now the rebels are being executed. It is God who has blessed me with great wealth. The Jurchen sons and daughters will follow me to defeat Xiangyang City and march across the Central Plains!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the mountain.
I am familiar with it because a few months ago, this voice belonged to the supreme ruler of the Jin Kingdom. He spoke of the Constitution of Heaven and was in sole control of the world. It was a supreme honor for the generals in the field to be summoned by him.
It feels strange because I haven’t heard that voice for a long time. Since that night, the city was raging with fire, and the royal family suffered heavy casualties. That person was driven off the throne, and he ran away like a bereaved dog. The throne has fallen by the wayside!
Wan Yan Jing!
After Wanyan Xiang died, Wanyan Jing returned as the king!
Wanyan Zonghao and other generals could only hear his voice, but Gu Cheng and other masters could see clearly——
Atop the mountains, the scrawny Wan Yanxiang was being held in the hands of a prairie man riding on a giant wolf.
He obviously didn't know how to do martial arts, but he seemed to have deep inner strength, and his rumbled voice spread throughout the audience.
"Long live your Majesty! Long live the great gold!"
Wanyan Zonghao woke up from a dream and immediately took the lead in shouting.
Dajin must have an emperor to revive its morale, not to mention that Wanyan Jing is the legitimate Emperor of Jin.
Being in the middle of the situation, he couldn't see that behind Wanyan Jing, groups of cavalry were gathering, silently gathering momentum.
The bravery and toughness that came and went like the wind, and plundered from all directions, were also possessed by the Jurchen tribe in the past.
However, as time goes by, the Jurchens, who are less than ten thousand and invincible, have long turned into a joke. The grassland nomads are rising and will show unprecedented glory.
"So that's it. We misunderstood Feng Sheng's purpose from the beginning. He didn't want the Jin to destroy the Song Dynasty, but he wanted both the Song and Jin countries to be destroyed. For this reason, he did not hesitate to lurk in the Jin Kingdom for decades! God forbears, God forbears.
, the word "forbearance" falls on his head!"
"The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. The real winner in this round will be Mongolia!"
"Therefore, what Zhang Jiao Earth Soul does is in compliance with God's will. Only when God approves of it will God's will open up a thread and allow the magic of peace to appear in this world!"
"All the causes and consequences have been solved!"
Gu Cheng smiled, feeling excited about meeting an opponent in chess. He suddenly slapped Wanyan Xiang on the back of the heart, injecting a stream of extremely pure Taoist Qi.
"It's a pity that no matter how many calculations you have, don't be too happy too early. Do you want Song and Jin to fight to the death and Mongolia benefit? Hey, two Jin emperors, let's decide the winner first!"
After the words fell, Wanyanxiang's body shook, opened his eyes suddenly, and let out a loud roar.
At this moment, Feng Sheng, who had lost thousands of soldiers from the Song and Jin Dynasties to the mountains and the ground, finally showed shock in his eyes and his face changed.
drastic change.
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