At this moment, in the vast torrent of humanity, an unwilling roar broke out. Si Yujiang relied on the immortal body of heaven and man to arbitrarily resist the suppression of the long river of humanity.
boom--
Long——
The magic power boils between the heaven and the earth, stirring up countless waves in the long river of humanity. The magic power of a deity and a god is so vast that it is just a matter of time to carry mountains and catch the moon, and move mountains and fill the sea with just a snap of the fingers.
However, this long river of humanity is the evolution of the Zhanlu Sword of the Way of Benevolence, and its righteous and righteous energy is boundless, affecting the will of humanity in the main world.
Although it is not as long as the long river of time and space that runs through all the heavens and worlds, it is as long as the long river of destiny, and it is the supreme existence of the void universe, but it is easy to suppress a deity, human, god and demon.
Despite the explosion of Si Yujiang's divine power, the long river of humanity only stagnated slightly, and then the mighty torrent of humanity pressed down on Si Yujiang's body a thousand times, almost crushing this immortal body of heaven and man.
"Ahhhh!!"
Si Yujiang struggled on his own, and his will to survive was extremely firm. As a heavenly man of the Song Dynasty, Si Yujiang knew deeply that the magic weapon of the Song Dynasty, the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword, was destroyed, and the Song Dynasty no longer had the trump card to fight against the five-nation coalition.
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At this time, among the two heavenly beings of the Song Kingdom, only Si Yujiang maintained fighting power. Once Si Yujiang fell, the Song Kingdom would become a piece of meat at the mercy of others and would no longer have the power to resist.
At this time, the Song Dynasty was about to face Xun Shaoyu, who carried the power of great victory, a peerless heavenly being holding the Zhanlu Sword of Humanity.
With Xun Shaoyu's ruthless character, the situation of the Song Dynasty would be extremely difficult. At the least, the ancestral temple and the country would be lost, and at the worst, the descendants of the Xia Dynasty would be cut off.
"I'm not willing to give in!!"
Under the pressure of the long river of humanity, Si Yujiang kept vomiting golden blood, with his black hair flying up to the sky and roaring. He was unwilling to accept that the grand hegemony of the Si family of Song Dynasty came to an end so easily before it even started.
No matter how unwilling Si Yujiang is, under the absolute power of the long river of humanity, she can only drink in sorrow, and the immortal body of heaven and man will be wiped out into nothingness.
Buzz——
Buzz——
The fragments of the Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword were scattered in the void, and fragments of the divine weapon were scattered in all directions. The strong sword intention was imprinted on the void, and it will be indelible forever.
Although the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword is broken into pieces, the so-called fourth-grade divine weapon has an essence that transcends heaven and earth, almost transcending the Dao Fruit. Each fragment of the divine weapon carries the spirituality of the divine weapon, just more or less.
Therefore, even if the current Great Xia Longque Sword has been shattered by Xun Shaoyu, as long as a trace of the divine weapon's spirit still exists, there is a chance to return again.
Just like that square stone mirror, no matter how badly damaged it is, as long as there are enough opportunities, it can be restored to its peak step by step.
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
In the ancestral orifice between Xun Shaoyu's brows, a stone mirror slowly emerged, and the mysterious seal script emerged from the mirror, affecting the origin of the great avenue of time and space and immobilizing most of the broken fragments of the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.
Covered by the origin of the great avenue of time and space, it can instantly stop in a thousand-mile radius, and there is silence for thousands of miles of time and space!
However, the remaining power of the Great Xia Longque Sword still exists, and a few slightly larger fragments of the divine weapon, carrying this residual power, break through the shackles of time and space, suddenly escape into the void outside the sky, and barely capture some small and unpredictable things.
A chance to come back.
"snort……"
Seeing those streaks of light disappearing into nothingness, Xun Shaoyu snorted and swept his sleeves suddenly.
Hundreds and thousands of frozen divine weapon fragments poured into the sleeves one by one. The fragments of the divine weapon collided with each other. The huge divine power impacted Xun Shaoyu's cuffs, making Xun Shaoyu's cuffs flutter uncontrollably.
Immediately, the spirituality of these fragments of divine weapons were completely wiped out one by one under the suppression of Xun Shaoyu's heavenly mana.
He stood on the long river of humanity and said quietly: "The tyranny of Daxia Longque is not as good as the brilliant destiny of Zhanlu, the benevolent way."
This sword-for-sword confrontation ended with the complete defeat of Daxia Longque Sword.
When the Dragon Bird Sword of Daxia shattered and the Zhanlu Sword of Ren Dao fulfilled its destiny, Qi gathered in the dark, causing some unexplainable changes to this peerless magic weapon, which resonated with the origin of the three thousand innate avenues.
These swords are almost mutually reinforcing each other. After seizing the magical fortune of Daxia Longque Sword, Rendao Zhanlu Sword suddenly has a trace of innate aura that cannot be detected.
"Humanity! Humanity!"
"If this Zhanlu Sword can evolve from the Way of Supreme Benevolence into the Supreme Way of Humanity and become the Holy Sword of Humanity that symbolizes the will of humanity, it may not be able to keep pace with the Holy Way Xuanyuan in the hands of Emperor Hong in the future," Xun Shaoyu said with a complicated expression.
Feeling the subtle changes of Rendao Zhanlu Sword, I feel like I have some enlightenment.
This is the opportunity for the Zhanlu Sword of Rendao to enter the third level. Only when the Zhanlu Sword of Rendao becomes the symbol of humanity, the strong luck of the current protagonist of the human race is enough to push this peerless magic weapon into the innate treasures in one fell swoop.
List.
Xun Shaoyu slowly fell into Wandu, looked at Wandu with half of his life wiped out indifferently, and said softly: "In the end, I won this fight!"
The fateful battle between two peerless celestial beings, one sword at a time, is almost a battle between two half-step great supernatural powers. The aftermath of the collision of their magical powers even caused the long river of time and space to be shaken.
It can be seen from this that how terrifying the magic power of these two people is, and the aftermath of their battle almost sweeps away everything. If Wandu had not been banned by the Song Kingdom for thousands of years, there is no lack of methods of Daoguo level figures. I am afraid that these two people are fighting.
At the end of the day, the whole city will be reduced to dust.
Due to countless prohibitions, today's Wandu has also been wiped out by the aftermath of the battle, and hundreds of thousands of people have died in the aftermath.
"The winner is the righteous one!" Xun Shaoyu looked indifferently at the scene in front of him, which was like an endless hell, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his lips moved slightly.
…………
"kill!!"
"kill!!"
"The army attacks the city!"
"Enter Wandu!"
Just after the two heavenly beings Xun Shaoyu and Si Yujiang decided the winner, many great martial arts masters also vaguely sensed that the winner was decided.
This is a battle between heaven and man, and even more so, a battle between peerless divine weapons. Heaven and man can only watch in ignorance. Even the innate master does not know the success or failure of the two. He can only vaguely sense it, which is already extraordinary.
Character.
However, no matter whether the two of them succeed or fail, gods, gods and demons cannot intervene in the battle between the armies. This is an iron law that humans and gods abide by.
Between one country and another, high-end military force is of course important, but the victory or defeat of millions of troops under his command can also occupy a large share of the battlefield.
boom--
Long——
Long——
The millions of troops from the five countries suddenly started to attack Wandu again. The signs of chaos of hundreds of thousands of Song troops were already apparent.
"Kill, capture Wandu, and make great achievements today!"
Among the millions of coalition troops, one by one the innate generals looked at the dilapidated city in front of them, their murderous aura undisguised, and they looked up to the sky and roared.
A series of powerful and arrogant Qi machines shook the sky, and boundless military Qi boiled up.
At this moment, Wandu was in dilapidated state due to the fierce battle between the two half-step masters. Several city walls had collapsed, and fifty or sixty feet of the 150-foot high wall were cut off out of thin air.
From the outside of the city to the city, it is a smooth stretch of water.
"Kill!!"
Millions of troops marched straight into Wandu. Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Song army rose up to resist. Countless fires, shouts of killing, and miserable howls created this hell on earth.
However, even the Song State with 300,000 elite troops and the Taoist soldiers [Xuanniao Heavenly Soldiers] could not stop this million-strong army from attacking the city.
From the moment the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword collapsed, the backbone of the Song Kingdom was blatantly interrupted by the Five Kingdoms.
Even though the strength of the Song Dynasty still exists, and the overall military morale is no longer what it used to be, it cannot stop the powerful Five Nations Allied Forces. Hundreds of thousands of Song troops were defeated one after another, and the fall of the Wandu capital made these elite divisions lose all will to fight.
There is no way to withstand an army of millions.
For a time, the entire Wan capital fell into the plunder of the five kingdoms. The elite of the Song Kingdom were beaten to pieces, and everyone was scattered to all sides by the army.
"The overall situation has been decided. The Song Dynasty has experienced this situation. Without eighteen hundred years of rest and recuperation, it will never be able to achieve success." Xun Shaoyu watched the battle for a while and smiled silently.
Immediately, Xun Shaoyu ignored the chaos in Zhou Zai, holding the Zhanlu sword in one hand, and stepped into the court of Song Dynasty step by step with a restrained edge.
Xun Shaoyu wanted to meet Song Xuanhou, and as a winner, he wanted to meet Song Xuanhou, who was also his opponent.
After all, this was a huge gamble from beginning to end, but the stakes shifted from gold and silk to the survival of a country.
With the current national destiny of Lu State, it can no longer afford any failure.
Perhaps after this defeat, the State of Lu will not be easily subjugated, but the king Xun Shaoyu will become the biggest sin of the Xun family of the State of Lu.
In this battle, he risked almost everything, risking his wealth, his life, and even a country's society. In the end, he won it all.
Xun Shaoyu walked unhurriedly in the court of the Song Dynasty. The bad news of the destruction of Wandu City made the servants panic. Under the huge psychological pressure, some people even fled privately.
If there is one, there are two. In a short period of time, the inner court of Nuo Da was left in a mess. Even when Xun Shaoyu entered the inner court alone, no one found any clues.
Dang! Bang! Bang!
In front of the Xuande Palace, Xun Shaoyu raised his hand and pushed open the palace door. The iron rings on the door clanged, and soon the palace door opened wide.
Xun Shaoyu looked at the figure sitting in the Xuande Palace and asked softly: "Why don't you leave?"
At this time, the Xuande Palace was extremely quiet. Song Xuanhou was sitting on the throne, wearing a large and luxurious robe and a prince's crown, with no sadness or joy on his face.
Xuanhou of the Song Dynasty retained the last trace of his majesty as a monarch and said indifferently: "Why do you want to leave? It is said that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since I am the king of the Song Dynasty and a direct descendant of the Xia clan, the Song Dynasty is now in such a situation.
,What’s the point if I can’t leave?”
"My whole life is for the hegemony of the Song Dynasty, and for the restoration of the ancestor Xia Xia. Today, the Song Dynasty has lost the hope of being the hegemon, so what is the meaning of my life?"
"In this case, it would be better for me to just accompany the Song Dynasty and go to death together."
Regarding Song Xuanhou's calmness and calmness, Xun Shaoyu looked at Song Xuanhou in surprise and said, "Are you going to be buried with the Song Dynasty now?"
At this moment, Xun Shaoyu undoubtedly looked up to Song Xuanhou with admiration. A king who could face the horror of life and death, even if he was a king who subjugated his country, was enough to make Xun Shaoyu feel a little admiration in his heart.
"The Song Dynasty will not perish... I still have blood descendants in the world, and Emperor Yin will not let the Si family be completely exterminated."
It’s nothing more than atonement!”
"The Song Dynasty is in the hands of a few people. From the decline of a big country to this, I have no face to see my ancestors. It is better to be buried with the dream of the overlord of the Song Dynasty in Xuande Palace." Song Xuanhou smiled faintly, as if he had given up resistance completely.
In Song Xuanhou, there was a magnanimity that could see through the world, or a kind of profound enlightenment that made one feel as if his heart was filled with despair.
Xuanhou of the Song Dynasty understood very clearly that because the Song Dynasty was the direct lineage of the Xia Dynasty and the successor of the Xia Xia Dynasty, Emperor Yin once felt threatened.
Therefore, no matter how powerful the Song Dynasty was, it was under the attention of Emperor Yin.
The current decline of the Song Dynasty may mean that there is no hope of prosperity again in the future, but under the will of Emperor Yin, the Song Kingdom, the 'target' that can often demonstrate Emperor Yin's tolerance, will not be allowed to disappear completely.
Xun Shaoyu smiled faintly: "It seems that you wanted to leave some foundation for the Song Dynasty, so you ordered the [Xuanniao Heavenly Soldiers] to break out?"
He held the Rendao Zhanlu Sword and looked at a certain direction thoughtfully, causing Song Xuanhou's expression to change drastically.
Xun Shaoyu's divine power in command of the Rendao Zhanlu Sword made everyone know what it means to be invincible and invincible.
Wherever the divine sword in his palm is directed, not to mention a 'Ren Yuan' level Taoist soldier, even an 'Earth Yuan' level Taoist soldier may not be able to escape the edge of this sword.
Xun Shaoyu in that state was really too strong. With one sword, he opened up a long river of humanity, and the torrent of humanity was endless. Even the Dao Fruit series would die sadly under that sword.
It was precisely because of seeing the power of Xun Shaoyu in charge of Rendao Zhanlu that Xuanhou of the Song Dynasty gave up the opportunity to fight to the death and sat quietly on the throne of Xuande Palace waiting to die.
The huge disparity in strength left Song Xuanhou with no chance at all.
Song Xuanhou narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
Xun Shaoyu smiled and said: "That [Xuanniao Heavenly Soldier] of yours really can't escape very far, so just give up on this... They can't escape from my grasp, I just won't."
If it is to be completely destroyed, this Taoist army must be crippled in one fell swoop."
He said slowly: "As for you, I will naturally not let you live. You, the king of the Song Dynasty, are too dangerous. If I keep you, I have to worry about your backlash. I will not do such a stupid thing."
"However, you can rest assured that I will let you see the defeat of the [Xuanniao Heavenly Soldiers], so that you can cut off your last hope before dying, so that you will not have some unreasonable thoughts on the road to hell, harming others and yourself."
"You..." Song Xuanhou's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Xun Shaoyu's figure, his eyes seemed to be mixed with resentment, resentment, pain and other emotions.
"You are finally getting old, and now it's time for young people to rule the world!"
Xun Shaoyu slowly walked out of Xuande Palace, and his figure gradually disappeared from the sight of Song Xuanhou.