Chapter 371 A big event that can be remembered by the world!
The setting sun, the scorched earth, the blood-stained flag...
In front of Liuji Mountain, the two parties formed an array, with swords and spears like a forest, and thousands of bows drawn at the same time.
Entering Liuji Mountain again, maybe it's because you have improved your martial arts, or maybe you are used to it.
His heart no longer had the panic, anxiety, and fear when he first entered. Instead, there was an indescribable throbbing and excitement.
Iron horses, swords and guns, millstones of flesh and blood, Shura battlefield!
"The aura of the Martial Saint..."
Feeling the overwhelming pressure, Yang Yu took a deep breath and his heart trembled.
At this time, Zhang Xuanba had been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint for less than a month. However, after this battle, he would defeat Li Yuan, the God of Li Army, with one against two, and Tantai Destroyed in the Golden Tent Royal Court.
’s horrific record.
In one fell swoop, he established his supreme status as the military god of the Ming Dynasty and the pillar of the country. He commanded the world's soldiers and horses, and once became the most dazzling and dazzling existence in the world.
But its power is still so grand that it reaches an incredible level!
Huhu~
The strong man waved a big flag with a yellow background and a red sun, and the overwhelming sound of bows and crossbows piercing the air was also heard.
Just like what I had experienced countless times before, thousands of powerful bows were fired together, and the dense arrows whizzed away, shooting at the black armored knight who seemed to be rushing toward me like thunder!
But this time, Yang Yu could clearly see that among the dark cloud-like arrows, there were a lot of broken arrows, Qi-breaking arrows, and even a divine arm crossbow that could threaten the Martial Saint!
And the result was as usual, Zhang Xuanba rushed forward, and the energy and blood of one of them ignited eight thousand mysterious armors. The torrent of energy and blood rolled like a tide, and dispersed the overwhelming rain of arrows.
Cavalry has always been the king of the battlefield!
With the help of horse power and only a scimitar, killing people is like cutting grass. In the past life without martial arts, the cavalry was the most ferocious killing machine on the battlefield.
But any cavalry in the previous life was far from comparable to the one in front of me.
According to legend, among the most elite black armored knights, everyone has a blood exchange level above that of an elephant. Everyone exercises their physique, wears heavy armor, and rides a dragon horse.
Although the rudimentary Black Armored Elite Cavalry in front of us was far from what it was at its peak, under the leadership of Zhang Xuanba, who had set foot in the Martial Saint Realm, it was still overwhelming like a mountain, and its ferociousness was indescribable.
Kill the trend!
"This is a military situation!"
Standing on top of the seemingly frightened dragon and horse, Yang Yu tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. He didn't care what his identity was at this time. All his energy was attracted by the black armored knight rolling away like a sea of thunder.
Different from his previous ignorance, he saw that this was the military situation of the unparalleled overlord in the late Qin Dynasty. Unlike Xiao Zhan, who only knew the corner, this King Zhao of Xifu probably learned the complete military situation!
The power of the charge of eight thousand men was enough to break through the mountainous momentum of an army of two hundred thousand. This charge not only dispersed the rain of arrows.
It will also completely defeat the momentum of Da Li!
You must know that the Dali army who dared to hunt Liliu Jishan with Zhang Xuanba are all elites in hundreds of battles. Looking at the entire battlefield, there is no one who is not above the blood exchange!
"How terrifying would it be for Zhang Xuanba at his peak to lead eight thousand mysterious knights?"
Yang Yu suddenly realized: "There is no such thing as the weak defeating the strong. The Eight Thousand Mysterious Armors are the real strength in this battle!"
"Vanguard Army, fight to the death!"
In my ears, I can hear the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami, and the big flags are moving.
"kill!"
The tongue bursts with spring thunder, and the breath is blown out like the wind.
The entire Dali vanguard army has not yet moved, but Yang Yu has already roared loudly, urging his dragon and horse to come out from the dust, waving his spear, under everyone's gaze.
They launched a countercharge towards the Black Armored Elite Cavalry, which was as silent as a mountain, as gentle as the wind, and as fierce as fire!
"Um?!"
Its roar was too violent and its momentum was too powerful. In an instant, not only the soldiers on the Chinese army's chariot behind them would be in an uproar.
A strange look flashed across the black-armored knights who were as silent as a mountain.
Then, like a fire cloak, a dragon and horse roared in, and the gold-plated phoenix wings that bloomed under the setting sun also came down.
"The general will be named!"
At this moment, Yang Yu finally felt the extremely tyrannical will of the Martial Saint. In a daze, he felt a golden phoenix carrying the mountains on its back and falling down.
The intimidation that burst out in an instant was as if the sky was darkening and the night was being torn down.
fear!
Infinitely terrifying!
Only then did Yang Yu truly understand what it means to practice martial arts like looking at a mountain!
When you look at the mountain from a hundred miles away, it doesn't seem that high. Only when you get to the foot of the mountain and look up again can you see how majestic and tall it is, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a pillar in the sky.
Once upon a time, Yang Yu thought that after improving his martial arts, he had narrowed the gap with King Zhao of Xifu who seemed to have just stepped into the realm of martial arts.
But it wasn't until this moment that he truly felt the intense martial arts will, and he realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.
At that time, Zhang Xuanba had already mastered the control of power to the smallest detail. The strength of his activation was only related to the strength of the enemy!
It's not that he only has this kind of power.
He was once able to take on him and make him immortal. It was not because of his lack of strength, but because the nine ox and two tiger magical powers he possessed were beyond his expectations!
Dong dong dong~
Yang Yu's heart was beating like a drum, his pupils were trembling, and his extremely strong martial arts will made him breathe quickly and he could hardly lift his spear.
Under such a terrifying blow, he almost forgot that he was in an illusion, and all other distracting thoughts disappeared. In his eyes, in his heart, and in all his perceptions, there was only the phoenix-winged golden rod.
His blood was boiling, his true energy was surging, his muscles and bones were moaning, and all the martial arts he could use were being used like instinct at this moment.
call!
With a low roar, Yang Yuyuan stretched his arms, flicked his spear, and charged with his dragon and horse, unleashing everything he had and charged forward:
"Qingzhou, Yang Prison!"
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Boom!
Spring thunder explodes and dark clouds roll in.
Linlong Road, Fengzhou, Jing'an Prefecture, somewhere in a large house, a soft sigh sounded.
"Invincible Tiangang?!"
Whoosh!
The few soldiers guarding outside the courtyard were all shaken, and looked at the small courtyard with awe on their faces. The door was opened, and a simple old man in thin clothes, who looked like an old farmer, walked out.
Wow!
All the soldiers on guard knelt down and shouted, "A Thousand Years Old Lord."
"A person who lives a hundred years will not be satisfied, and a person who lives a thousand years is meaningless."
The old man waved his hands and walked slowly in the courtyard, wondering what he was thinking.
Not long after, King Linlong arrived in a hurry after hearing the commotion. When he saw the old man, the middle-aged man with a majestic face could not help but feel excited:
"Second uncle, are you out of seclusion?"
"It's not like the lock I'm locked in is a death lock, so why can't I get out?"
The old man glared at him, then smiled and said:
"I went to get the files from these years and have been in seclusion for many years, but I don't know if there are any rising stars in the world..."
"My nephew has already prepared it."
King Linlong replied respectfully, and with a wave of his hand, a servant came forward holding the file.
"grandfather!"
At this time, a little girl with black hair tied back and resembling a porcelain doll jumped into the old man's arms.
"My daughter has grown up."
The old man stroked his granddaughter's long hair lovingly. Over there, King Linlong had already picked up the file and started reading it for the old man.
"In four years, there have been twelve rebellions in which the capital city or above has been captured?"
Zhang Xuanba's face darkened slightly.
Linlong King's face tightened and he said hurriedly: "I, Linlong Dao, are not the same."
"Has it recovered?"
Zhang Xuanba put down his granddaughter.
"The Lingnan Dao bandit 'Wang Wenzhao' has not yet been pacified, but it will only take more than a month at most."
Linlong King replied.
"The shortcomings of the empire..."
Zhang Xuanba shook his head slightly, said no more, and motioned for him to continue reading.
"The supervisor of Qintian, 'Xue Dilong', has won the new appointment of His Majesty. He has been appointed as the chief minister of the cabinet. He also holds the position of chief assistant and commands the ministers of the six ministries. The first thing he did after taking office was to transfer Mr. Xu Wenji back..."
"When Lao Xu returns to Beijing this time, it may be difficult for him to come out again."
Zhang Xuanba sighed.
"With Mr. Xu's status, how dare Xue Dilong harm him?"
Linlong King's face darkened.
During the Battle of Liujishan, Xu Wenji had served as a staff member in the Xuanjia Army, and he had a close friendship with him. Even though he had harmed the nine kings by governing the country, he would always miss his friendship with his comrades.
"If I don't agree, who dares to kill him?"
Zhang Xuanba's tone was calm, but he also sighed: "He has offended too many people, and it will be difficult to use him when he returns to Beijing. For him, this is tantamount to death..."
"He spared no room. He offended everyone from the royal family to the martial arts circles..."
King Linlong also shook his head.
If it weren't for the large number of disciples under his sect, his relationship with the old kings at Liuji Mountain would not be bad, and the grass on his grave would be three feet high.
"Forget about him, do you think Fengxian Nizi has comprehended the undefeated Tiangang?"
"good!"
Linlong King nodded, a little envious, but also a little resentful: "The trash in our house is not as good as a female like Fengxian!"
"Fortune rises and falls, and tides come and go. I, the Zhang family, have enjoyed the great fortune of heaven and earth for four hundred years. I am already blessed by nature. How can we produce heroes from generation to generation?"
Zhang Xuanba was speechless:
"I still remember that Qin Tianjian once said that the Zhang family's four hundred years of luck have all come to me, hindering the luck of future generations. It is gratifying for Fengxian to realize the undefeated Tiangang..."
"That's fart!"
King Linlong could not help but curse loudly.
He remembered clearly that the reason why his second uncle had bad luck in the first half of his life was precisely because of Qin Tianjian. If it hadn't been for the battle at Liuji Mountain and the unparalleled momentum to promote him to the Martial Saint, I'm afraid he would still be confused by the Grandmaster.
Egg pressing.
"By the way, speaking of Undefeated Tiangang, there is also an interesting anecdote. It is said that there was a young man in Longyuandao..."
"coming."
Suddenly, Zhang Xuanba looked back to the north, his eyes flashed with gloom and expectation.
"who?!"
Linlong King frowned, and immediately noticed something, and was surprised: "This aura, is Ma Longtu? This idiot went to challenge the Black Mountain old demon, and he is still alive? Could it be..."
At this point, he seemed to realize something. He looked at his second uncle and couldn't help but tremble in his heart:
"Second uncle?"
"Seven Kills Divine Palace, Ma Longtu, came to Linlong Road on the orders of Master Heishan and invited King Zhao Xuanba of Xifu to fight against Heishan nine years later, on the ninth day of September!"
The rumbling sound resounded through the palace and reverberated throughout the city. Wherever it went, there was an uproar!
The old monster from Montenegro, Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao in the West during the Vietnam War!
The shocking news immediately shocked the entire Jing'an Mansion. The flying eagles seemed to cover the sky, flying in all directions!
"Second uncle!"
At this time, he still didn't know that his second uncle didn't come out for a walk on a whim, but had already expected it.
"In ancient times, gods and demons ruled the world. In ancient times, immortals and Buddhas saved all living beings. After the Middle Ages, martial arts began to take off. Lu Chen returned to the world of martial arts and opened up the path to martial arts.
Later, Bodhidharma came to the east, sorted out the Wudao, and proposed the classification of masters and great masters. It was not until the "sloppy Taoist" was promoted to the position of Martial Saint that there were thirteen changes of blood and the theory of the Four Steps of Martial Saint.
But after that, for one thousand and four hundred years, the road to martial arts seemed to come to an abrupt end, as if this was the limit for us mortals..."
Zhang Xuanba stood with his hands behind his hands, looking north at the Black Mountain. He seemed to see the figure standing in the devil's palace across thousands of rivers and mountains. He smiled slightly:
"Just borrow the blood of this old demon's Martial Saint to sacrifice my 'path to immortality'!"