Obtain the divine power at the beginning

Suddenly, three people holding swords attacked Li Zhenhai. They were Zhao Jianqing, who was famous for his "Treading Cloud Sword", He Biduo, who was famous for his "Qiuzhi Sword", and Wu Zhenzi, who was famous for his "Limen Sword". At the same time, Beigong Bo also led the disciples of Zhao Jianqing, He Biduo, Wu Zhenzi and two thousand soldiers of the Righteous Army to rush towards Li Zhenhai's troops, ruthlessly hacking and killing the soldiers under Li Zhenhai's command.

Liu Zongmin raised his sleeves to wipe the blood and sweat off his face, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

The rebel soldiers and the imperial troops under Li Zhenhai once again engaged in a fierce battle.

There is national hatred and family feud between Zhao Jianqing and Li Zhenhai, and the eyes of both sides are full of blood.

He Biduo secretly sighed in his heart at Li Zhenhai's superb martial arts: he was able to block the sword moves of the three of us by himself. His martial arts skills are really unpredictable!

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Ever since Wu Zhenzi led his disciples into the Central Plains, they seem to have not achieved any remarkable achievements.

However, this time Wu Zhenzi is determined to prove his martial arts skills by defeating Li Zhenhai.

In the fierce fight, Li Zhenhai finally recognized that the people attacking him were the three most famous swordsmen in the world.

When he recognized Zhao Jianqing, one of them holding an iron crutch and the other holding a sword, he could not help but get furious and shouted, "Zhao Jianqing, you despicable and shameless man, give me back Brother Yang's life!"

Meeting Zhao Jianqing actually aroused Li Zhenhai's fighting spirit, cheered him up and doubled his strength.

Li Zhenhai's eyes were red, he roared like thunder, wielding a heavy iron knife in his right hand, performing the "Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Sword Technique", and wielding the powerful Vajra Palm with his left hand. Although he was outnumbered by three, he was clearly at a disadvantage, but he remained calm and showed his tenacious fighting power.

With deep hatred for Zhao Jianqing in his heart, Li Zhenhai's swordsmanship became more and more fierce. Each strike carried the force of thunder, as if to split the enemy in half.

His Vajra Palm was even more powerful. Every time he struck out, it was accompanied by a strong airflow, forcing the surrounding enemy soldiers to retreat. Despite facing three opponents with superb swordsmanship, Li Zhenhai was still fearless. With a firm light in his eyes, he was determined to fight to the death and kill Zhao Jianqing to avenge Shi Feiyang. The air seemed to be torn apart by the flashes of swords and shadows. The deafening sound of weapons clashing and roars intertwined, forming a tragic battle scene.

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Wu Zhenzi, Zhao Jianqing and He Biduo all went all out, knowing that Li Zhenhai's strength should not be underestimated, so they did not dare to be careless. However, the determination for revenge made Li Zhenhai burst out with even more powerful fighting power.

He seemed tireless and always maintained a fierce offensive.

The power of his Vajra Palm became stronger and stronger. Every time he struck out, it was as powerful as thunder and lightning, breaking stones and cracking rocks, making his opponent overwhelmed and retreating step by step. Sweat flowed down Li Zhenhai's cheeks, but it did not slow down his offensive at all.

Li Zhenhai's eyes were as hot as flames, staring at his opponent as if he wanted to burn him to death.

In this life-and-death battle, Li Zhenhai has put life and death aside, only determined to avenge his previous humiliation.

Gradually, Zhao Jianqing, He Biduo, Wu Zhenzi and others began to feel exhausted.

Their movements gradually became slower and their swordsmanship was no longer as exquisite as before.

However, Li Zhenhai became more and more courageous as the battle went on. His sword and palm techniques became more and more proficient, and every move and every style was filled with murderous intent and power.

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After more than seventy rounds of fierce fighting, Li Zhenhai suddenly found a flaw in Zhao Jianqing and immediately swung his knife straight at his chest.

Zhao Jianqing was unable to dodge and his life was hanging by a thread.

However, Beigong Bo used the Monument Palm in time to block Li Zhenhai's fatal blow with the strength of his iron arm.

The two weapons collided with a deafening noise.

Beigong Bo's iron arm and Li Zhenhai's iron knife broke at the same time. The two were knocked to the ground by the powerful force of the other.

Zhao Jianqing, Wu Zhenzi and He Biduo did not choose to rescue Beigong Bo. Instead, they attacked Li Zhenhai with swords in hand and grinning.

To them, saving the lives of their comrades is far less important than making a name for themselves.

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At this moment, a team of reinforcements came galloping, raising a cloud of dust.

The leading general shouted loudly: "Master Li, don't panic, Murong Sheng is coming!"

The sound was like a tiger's roar, and it even drowned out the noise on the battlefield.

Murong Sheng held two hammers in his hands and approached quickly like a dragon emerging from the sea or a tiger descending from the mountain, causing Wu Zhenzi and He Biduo to tremble.

Wherever his two hammers went, no rebel soldier was spared, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard one after another.

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Seeing this, Liu Zongmin thought to himself: Two of the three great masters in the capital have already arrived, so there is no need to continue this battle.

So he hurriedly called out: "Three heroes, evacuate quickly." Then he grabbed Beigong Bo, jumped on his horse, and led the troops to retreat.

Although Zhao Jianqing harbored a deep hatred for Li Zhenhai and was still brooding over the loss of Shi Yuyan, he did not dare to fight again in the face of Murong Sheng's power. He, He Biduo, and Wu Zhenzi hurriedly mounted their horses and fled.

Murong Sheng took advantage of the situation and commanded his troops to pursue the rebel army, killing countless of Liu Zongmin's men and shooting countless of Zhao Jianqing's men.

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Li Zhenhai was grateful for Murong Sheng's timely assistance. He jumped up, thanked him loudly, grabbed a steel knife, quickly mounted his horse, and rode to chase and kill Liu Zongmin's remnants and defeated generals, killing countless soldiers of Liu Zongmin's army.

Murong Sheng swung his hammer to command and continued to pursue the remaining enemies with his sharp eyes, not letting go of any rebel soldier.

The rebel soldiers who were caught up were covered in blood and blood, and wailing was everywhere.

Liu Zongmin held Beigong Bo in his arms and fled for his life, secretly feeling lucky.

Looking back, I saw Murong Sheng rushing down the mountain like a tiger, invincible and unbeatable.

Liu Zongmin sighed in his heart: Murong Sheng really lives up to his reputation. It would be great if I could use this man!

Zhao Jianqing, Wu Zhenzi, and He Biduo had already fled several miles away. Looking back, they saw Murong Sheng leading his troops to pursue the rebels like a dragon out of the sea. Zhao Jianqing said bitterly, "If Murong Sheng hadn't arrived in time, the three of us would have killed the thief Li Zhenhai today. Alas!"

Wu Zhenzi snorted coldly: "Humph, Li Zhenhai, that thief, took away Shi Yuyan. We will settle this account with him sooner or later."

This made Zhao Jianqing's anger burn even more fiercely.

He Biduo gnashed his teeth and said, "That's right, we must tear this villain into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart."

After the three of them finished speaking, they rode away at a rapid speed.

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Liu Zongmin and others fled in all directions, so how could they have time to consider returning to Xi'an City?

At dusk, the sun gradually set, and the mountains and roadsides were filled with piles of corpses. The blood dyed the dry grass on the roadside red, creating a miserable scene that made people shudder.

The cold wind was howling, and the miserable scene made people feel terrified.

Although Murong Sheng was a martial arts fanatic, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the incomplete bodies of the rebel soldiers and the officers and soldiers whose wounds were still bleeding: "Master Li, how great would it be if there was no war in the world?"

Li Zhenhai couldn't bear to see the corpses all over the ground. He didn't know how to respond to Murong Sheng's words. He could only turn around and sigh. He ordered his deputy general to dress up as a rebel and pretend to return to Xi'an city before dark.

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Li Zicheng looked at the backs of his cousin Gao Huishan, Zhao Jianqing and others as they left, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart: although the rebel army had occupied a place in the Shaanxi-Gansu region, there was no unity within the rebel army.

On the surface, all the rebel forces supported his uncle Gao Yingxiang as their leader, but in reality they fought on their own, each with their own troops and absolute autonomy over their occupied territories, and Gao Yingxiang had no way to intervene.

How can we put an end to this scattered situation and unite the various rebel forces? This time, Shi Tianyu broke into Zhang Xianzhong's army alone to rescue the civilian girl. Although he showed some chivalry, it was also obvious that he did it on purpose in order to lure the rebel forces to chase him and then let the Ming army take the opportunity to attack.

According to the latest intelligence, Wei Xueyan also participated in the Ming army's operations, personally commanding Li Zhenhai, Murong Sheng and Yin Kai and other generals, and leading elite cavalry troops to come. It is rumored that her beauty and military skills are extraordinary, and she never shows up to eradicate gangs. The tactics of the Stone Demon Wei Yao are indeed unpredictable.

Has the imperial army captured Xianyang? How should I respond to the imperial army's attack?

Li Zicheng fell into deep thought, full of worries.

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"Report!" At this time, a soldier came in hurriedly.

Li Zicheng asked irritably: "What's the matter?"

The soldier knelt on one knee and respectfully reported the battle situation: "General, General Liu and Hero Zhao led their troops to Xianyang, but they were ambushed by the Ming army on the way. The troops were defeated and have retreated back to the city."

"What?" Li Zicheng stood up suddenly, his eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"Report!" Just at this moment, another soldier came in hurriedly.

Li Zicheng asked nervously: "What's the matter?"

The soldier clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "General, the sentinels found Wei Xueyan more than ten miles outside the east gate of the city, and she is leading the army to attack the city."

A series of unfavorable news made Li Zicheng furious. He slammed the table and angrily ordered: "Immediately ask the martial arts people to fight, and summon General Liu to see him."

"Yes, sir!" The soldier bowed and left quickly.

Soon, another soldier came in breathlessly and reported anxiously: "Report! General, the situation is critical."

Having heard no good news all day, Li Zicheng was furious and shouted angrily: "Why can't you calm down? Report quickly, what happened? Why are you so panicked?" Although seeing Li Zicheng's rage, the soldiers were in a hurry and did not care about much else. They reported the urgent military situation in detail: "General, the situation is critical, retreat quickly! The General Liu who entered the city is fake, and is actually the two masters of the capital, Li Zhenhai and Murong Sheng. They have already entered the city and no one can stop them."

"What?!" Li Zicheng was extremely shocked after hearing this, his mouth opened and seemed difficult to close.

There was an expression of disbelief in his eyes, as if he was questioning the information he had received.

The soldier was sweating profusely and reminded Li Zicheng anxiously: "General, we must retreat immediately! If we delay any further, it may be too late. Our army has suffered heavy losses. Li Zhenhai and Murong Sheng are too powerful."

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the original orange-yellow sunlight was obscured by the clouds and gradually disappeared.

The sky turned gloomy, thunder rumbled, and drizzle fell.

The spring rain is as fine as hair, gently clinging to the dust and dripping onto the ground drop by drop.

Li Zicheng received a series of frightening news. He suddenly fell down on his chair, feeling extremely cold in his heart. He trembled and said, "General Liu? Liu Zongmin, why didn't he come into the city or send someone to inform me? I must punish him severely."

His voice was shaking, trembling with anger, and his words came out in staccato bursts.

How could he know that Liu Zongmin had encountered two extremely brave generals, Li Zhenhai and Murong Sheng, on the way, and how could he have a chance to retreat back to the city? "Kill!" At this time, shouts of killing rang out everywhere.

The soldier was extremely anxious and said in a hurried tone: "General Li, let's go! If you hesitate any longer, it will be too late. Li Zhenhai and Murong Sheng are really hard to resist, and our soldiers have suffered countless casualties. Every time you delay, hundreds of soldiers will be sacrificed!" He was worried about Li Zicheng's safety and did not care about Li Zicheng's feelings when he spoke.