The first cause of all realms

Chapter 373 A Big Event That Can Be Remembered by Heaven and Earth!
Setting sun, scorched earth, blood-stained banner...

In front of Liuji Mountain, the two sides lined up, with swords and guns like a forest, and thousands of bows drawn together.

Re-entering Liuji Mountain, maybe it's because of the improvement of martial arts, or maybe it's because of getting used to it.

There was no fear, anxiety, or fear in his heart when he first entered, and what was replaced was an unspeakable throbbing and surging.

Gold and iron horses, swords and guns like forests, flesh and blood grinding discs, Shura battlefield!

"The breath of Martial Saint..."

Feeling the immense and thorough oppression, Yang Ju took a deep breath, trembling in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Xuanba had been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint for less than a month. However, after this battle, he will completely retreat from the army god "Li Yuan" and the "Tantai Mie" of the Jinzhang Royal Court with one enemy and two. terrible record.

In one fell swoop, he established his supreme status as the military god of the Ming Dynasty and the pillar of the country, commanding the soldiers and horses of the world, and once became the most dazzling existence in the world.

But the grandeur of its power and influence has reached an unbelievable level!
Huhu~
The tall man waved the banner with a yellow background and a red sun, and the overwhelming sound of bows and crossbows piercing the sky also resounded.

Just like the countless times I have experienced before, thousands of strong bows shot together, and the densely packed arrows whizzed away, shooting at the Xuanjia Jingqi who was rushing towards me like thunder!

But this time, Yang Jue could clearly see that among the dark cloud-like arrows, there were a lot of arrows that broke the gang, pierced the qi, and even a crossbow with a divine arm that could threaten a martial saint!

And as a result, as usual, Henry Zhang rushed forward, and the blood of one of them ignited the eight thousand Xuanjia, and the torrent of blood like a tide washed away the overwhelming rain of arrows.

Cavalry has always been the king of the battlefield!
People borrow horsepower, just need a scimitar, and killing people is like mowing grass. In the previous life without martial arts, cavalry was the most ferocious killing machine on the battlefield.

But any cavalry in the previous life is far from being able to compare with this one.

According to legend, the most peak Xuanjia Jingqi, everyone has the blood exchange level above the elephant, everyone exercises their physique, wears heavy armor, and rides a dragon horse.

Although the rudimentary Xuanjia Jingqi in front of me is far from being comparable to its peak, but under the leadership of Zhang Xuanba who has stepped into the martial saint realm, he is still pressing down like a mountain, and his ferociousness is beyond description.

Kill the general trend!
"This is the situation of soldiers!"

On the dragon horse that seemed to be a little frightened, Yang Jue clenched the spear in his hand, not caring what his identity was at this time, all his energy was attracted by the black armored cavalry that rolled away like a sea of ​​thunder.

Different from the previous ignorance, he saw that this was the pawn formation of the unrivaled overlord at the end of Qin Dynasty. Unlike Xiao Zhan, who only knew the corners, this King Zhao of the Western Mansion probably learned the complete pawn formation!

The might of 8000 men charging is enough to break through the mountainous momentum of 20 troops. This charge not only scattered the rain of arrows.

It will also completely knock down the momentum of the Dali side!
You must know that the Dali army who dared to hunt Liujishan with Henry Zhang is also an elite of hundreds of battles. Looking at the entire battlefield, there is no one who is not a blood exchange!

"At the peak, Zhang Xuanba led eight thousand Xuanjia cavalry, how terrifying should it be?"

A clear understanding arose in Yang Yu's heart: "There is no such thing as the weak defeating the strong, the Eight Thousand Profound Armor is the real strength in this battle!"

"Pioneer, fight to the death!"

In the ears, there is the sound of mountains and tsunamis, and the banners are flying.

"kill!"

The tongue bursts into spring thunder, and the breath is like the wind.

The entire Dali Vanguard Army hadn't even moved yet, but Yang Jue had roared loudly, urging the dragon and horse to come out, brandishing their spears, under everyone's gaze.

He launched a counter charge towards the Xuanjia Jingqi who was as silent as a mountain, as calm as the wind, and as violent as fire!
"Um?!"

Its long roar was too violent, and its momentum was too powerful. In an instant, not only the Dali army generals on the Chinese army chariot behind them were in an uproar.

A strange look also flashed across the silent Xuanjia Jingqi.

Then, Ruhuo spread his cloak, and a dragon horse roared towards him, and the golden phoenix wings that bloomed in the sun under the setting sun were also covered and pressed down.

"Coming by common name!"

At this moment, Yang Ju finally felt the extremely tyrannical will of the Martial Sage, and in a trance, he only felt a golden phoenix falling down with the mountains on its back.

The deterrent burst out in an instant, as if the sky was dim, and the night was directly torn down.

terror!
Infinite horror!
It wasn't until this time that Yang Qiu really understood what it means to practice martial arts like looking at mountains!

Looking at the high mountain from a hundred miles away, it seems that it is not that high. If you can go to the foot of the mountain and look up, you can see that it is majestic and tall, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a pillar of heaven.

Once upon a time, Yang Ju thought that after improving his martial arts, he had narrowed the gap with the Zhao Wang of Xifu, who seemed to have just stepped into the realm of martial arts.

But it wasn't until this time that he truly felt the extremely strong will of martial arts, that he realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

At that time, Henry Zhang had already mastered the power in a subtle way, and the strength he urged was only related to the strength of the enemy!
It's not that he only has such power.

He used to be able to catch him without dying, not because of his lack of strength, but because the magical powers he possessed exceeded his expectations!

dong dong dong~
Yang Jue's heart was beating like a drum, his pupils were shaking, and his extremely strong will to martial arts made him short of breath, and he was almost unable to raise 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, heart, and all perceptions, there was only the golden phoenix wing.

His blood is boiling, his body is churning, his muscles and bones are moaning, and all the martial arts that can be used are displayed instinctively at this moment.

call!
With a low growl, Yang Juan's ape arm stretched out, his spear shook, and he used the dragon horse to charge, burst out everything, and went up to the attack:

"Qingzhou, Yang Prison!"

……

……

Boom!

Spring thunder exploded, and dark clouds rolled in.

Linlong Road, Fengzhou, Jing'an Mansion, in a certain mansion, there was a soft cry.

"Undefeated Tiangang?!"

Swish!
Several soldiers guarding outside the courtyard were shocked, looking at the small courtyard in awe, the door was open, and a simple old man dressed in thin clothes, who looked like an old farmer, paced out the door.

Whoa!
All the guards knelt down in unison, shouting for the prince to be a thousand years old.

"There is no point in living a hundred years, and it is meaningless to live a thousand years."

The old man waved his hand and paced slowly in the courtyard, thinking of something.

Not long after, the Linlong King who heard the noise had already arrived in a hurry, and the middle-aged man with a majestic face couldn't help being excited when he saw the old man:
"Second Uncle, have you left the customs?"

"The old man is not closed to death, why can't he get out?"

The old man glared at him, then smiled and said:

"Go and get the dossiers of these years, and retreat for many years, but I don't know if there is any rising star in the world..."

"My nephew is already ready."

Linlong King replied respectfully, and as soon as he waved his hand, a servant came forward with a file.

"grandfather!"

At this time, a little girl with black hair tied back and looking like a porcelain doll jumped into the old man's arms.

"My daughter has grown up."

The old man lovingly caressed his granddaughter's long hair. Over there, King Linlong had already picked up the file and began to read for the old man.

"In the past four years, there have been more than a dozen rebellions in which the capital city has been captured?"

Henry Zhang's face darkened slightly.

Linlong King's complexion tightened, and he hurriedly said: "I, Linlong Dao, are not together."

"Has it recovered?"

Henry Zhang put down his granddaughter.

"The Lingnan Dao bandit 'Wang Wenzhao' has not yet been pacified, but it will take at least a month to pacify it."

Lin Longwang replied.

"The ills of the empire..."

Henry Zhang shook his head slightly, stopped talking, and motioned him to continue reading.

"Qin Tian Supervisor 'Xue Dilong' has won the new appointment of His Majesty. He is in charge of the cabinet, and he is also the chief assistant. He is in charge of the six ministers. The first thing after taking office is to transfer back to Mr. Xu Wenji..."

"Maybe it will be difficult for Lao Xu to come back to Beijing this time."

Henry Zhang sighed.

"With Master Xu's status, would Xue Dilong dare to harm him?"

Lin Longwang's face darkened.

During the Battle of Liuji Mountain, Xu Wenji had served as an aide in the Xuanjia Army, and he had a good friendship with him. Even if the nine kings were eviled because of the governance of the country, he always missed the friendship of his comrades.

"The old man refuses, who dares to kill him?"

Henry Zhang's tone was flat, but he also sighed a little: "He has offended too many people, and it will be difficult to use it when he returns to Beijing this time. For him, this is tantamount to death..."

"He is too relentless, he has offended everyone from the clan court to the Jianghu martial arts..."

Lin Longwang also shook his head.

If it weren't for the fact that he has many disciples, the relationship with the old kings would not be bad when he was in Liuji Mountain, the grass on the grave would be three feet high.

"Let's not talk about him, you said that girl Fengxian has comprehended Invincible Tiangang?"

"Not bad!"

Linlong King nodded, a little envious, but also a little bit resentful: "The waste in our mansion is not as good as Fengxian, a girl!"

"Luck ups and downs, tides come and go. My Zhang family has enjoyed 400 years of great fortune. It is already a blessing. How can I be a hero from generation to generation?"

Henry Zhang is dumb:
"I still remember that the Qin Tianjian once said that Zhang's 400 years of luck will be added to my body, which will hinder the luck of future generations. It is also gratifying that Fengxian will realize the invincibility of Tiangang..."

"That's fart!"

Linlong King couldn't help yelling.

He still remembers clearly that the reason why the second uncle's first half of his life was bad luck was because of Qin Tianjian. If it wasn't for the battle at Liuji Mountain, he would have been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint with the help of Wushuang's momentum. Egg pressing.

"By the way, speaking of Unbeaten Tiangang, there is also an interesting anecdote. It is said that there is a young man in Longyuan Dao..."

"coming."

Suddenly, Henry Zhang looked back to the north, gloomy and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"Who?!"

Linlong King frowned, and immediately noticed something, 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 feel something, looked at the second uncle, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart:
"Second uncle?"

"Seven Killing Shrine, Ma Longtu, came to Linlong Dao at the order of Lord Heishan, and invited Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of the Western Mansion to fight Heishan in a decisive battle on the ninth day of September nine years later!"

The booming sound pierced through the palace, and even reverberated throughout the entire palace. Wherever it went, there was an uproar!
The black mountain old demon is making an appointment to fight Zhang Xuanba, king of Zhao in the Western Mansion!

The shocking news immediately caused a sensation in the entire Jing'an Mansion, and the soaring eagle seemed to cover the sky, flying in all directions!
"Second uncle!"

Up to this moment, he 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 were able to save all living beings. After the middle ages, martial arts just started. Lu Chen gathered all martial arts from all over the world and opened up the road of martial arts.

Later Bodhidharma came to the east, sorted out martial arts, and proposed the division of master and grand master. It was not until the "sloppy Taoist" became a martial saint that there were 13 blood exchanges and the four steps of a martial saint.

But after that, for 400 years, the road to martial arts seemed to come to an abrupt end, as if this was the limit of our mortals..."

Henry Zhang stood with his hands behind his back, looking north at Montenegro, as if he saw the figure of the tiger crouching in the magic palace from thousands of rivers and mountains, he smiled slightly:
"Let's use the blood of this old demon's Martial Saint to offer sacrifices to my 'Road to the Immortal'!"

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