Chapter 452 The messenger from Shenjing? Butcher! (W-word big chapter)
If someone's body is sick and rotten, should he cut off the corrupted flesh and flesh and regenerate in pain; or should he take a bitter medicine and believe that he can be cured?
If you are a good doctor, you must take a two-pronged approach, not only cutting off the carrion, but also using medicine and food to strengthen the body, so that you can recover quickly.
If the patient is physically weak, then choose one of them. In short, starting treatment from now on will always be effective.
But what if the patient neither wants to cut the flesh nor drink medicine?
Marching among the frost, Xing Mo Feng, the general of Qinghai Prefecture's military department in Dachen Hanhai Road, raised his head and saw the dark clouds shrouding the sky in northern Xinjiang dispersing.
The sun's rays spread over the distant ridges and onto the ice forest, forming circles of dazzling halos at the tips.
The military armor was bright, the air was refreshing, the sky and the earth were white, but he smelled the smell of decay.
Xing Mo Feng was born in the era when the late emperor had not yet passed away and new laws were implemented. It was a time when martial arts and enthusiasm were at their peak, both in the court and among the people.
There is not much difference between the new law and the old law in terms of people's livelihood. Its main purpose is to open up to the outside world. Thanks to the hard work of the previous two generations of emperors, the late emperor who sat at the peak of the imperial dynasty proclaimed himself [Xuan Tian Tian Wu General] and coordinated the military power of the world.
The late emperor held both the "Xuan Tian Emperor Jun Di Ru" and the "Arctic Heavenly Martial Real Ru", and presided over the development of the Northern Territory, the Southern Wilderness, the Red Leaf Territory and the Western Sea. The military conquest army reached its peak at that time.
At the same time, the resources for conferring heavenly officials are also tilted towards the martial arts examination. Xing Mo Feng's parents met in Hongjiang during the martial arts examination, joined the army together, and participated in the conquest of the military army to open up the white wall of the Hanhai Sea. .
He was born in the year when the last military conquest army retired and moved to another country. The newborn, whose parents were both military officers, was lucky enough to participate in the Qingyuguan Grand Parade hosted by King Jing Xuan Guangyun. He was even lucky enough to be blessed by King Jing along with other newborns, and during the full moon, he caught the armor melted by the soldiers after the war. A reforged small spear.
The family happily believes that this is the most auspicious sign. The children of military attachés will eventually inherit their parents' career, and they will continue to fight from generation to generation until the territory of Dachen is expanded to the end of the earth.
And Xing Mo Feng lived up to his parents' expectations. He was extremely talented and had learned to regulate his breathing since he was a toddler. He could wield an iron sword when other children were still wielding wooden swords.
When he was fourteen years old, he used the family's breathing method to achieve inner breath and awakened his destiny [Gold and Stone are Open]. With his profound knowledge, he achieved great success at the age of sixteen. He was selected from the local martial arts academy and went to Shenjing. Study abroad.
In Shenjing, the most prosperous place in the world, the local geniuses who are seen once in a century are also as big as mountains and seas. The tall buildings here can cross the clouds and sky and point directly to the stars. The magic here can lower the rainbow and turn it into a bridge of light. People do not rely on their legs to walk on weekdays, but the ubiquitous "cloud chariots" that flutter in the wind.
Xing Mo Feng was shocked by a world beyond his imagination.
But like many geniuses from other places, he was not influenced by the atmosphere of Shenjing and gradually became addicted and degenerate, or he was won over by local officials from aristocratic families and forgot about his hometown.
Xing Mo Feng worked hard to study at Zhenwu Tai, absorbing the most advanced and cutting-edge martial arts knowledge, practicing with opponents from all over the world, and honing his martial arts. Clear one's mind and achieve martial arts.
There is no doubt that he is diligent and talented, and can be considered outstanding even in Shenjing. Zhenwutai's instructor also wrote a recommendation letter for him with appreciation and sent him back to his hometown as a military captain.
As soon as he left the martial arts academy, he became a school captain and commanded a military force. His starting point is the end of his parents' life.
Xing Mo Feng originally thought that this was just the beginning for him. Next, he would continue the great cause of the Dachen Dynasty, expand the kingdom, educate the barbarians, and embody the aspirations of the world. He would promote the majesty and glory of Dachen.
He loves this country.
Even though times have changed.
The year he returned to his hometown, the late emperor died young and there was no turmoil in the country. Everything was running normally, but something broke.
The Zhengpiwu Army has been completely disbanded, and the local area has no military exploits at all. Even if there are occasional border troubles, they will be easily suppressed. The border military attachés drink all day long, and the military is wasted at a rapid rate.
Xing Mo Feng doesn't care about credit. If there is a war, he will devote himself to the battlefield, but if there is peace, he is also willing to maintain peace.
Anyway, my starting point is already my parents’ end point, so why should I be impatient and insist on taking a step further?
But just when Xing Mo Feng was planning to live a peaceful life and practice like this, a demonic disaster suddenly occurred in the vast sea, leaving him shocked beyond words.
For a time, the most common task of the military forces in Hanhai, besides wiping out demons from various demon sects, was to suppress the insurgents who came from the southern demon disaster.
It's incredible.
Xing Mo Feng found it hard to accept that without any warning, Hannan Road, his neighbor in the south of his hometown, encountered an unprecedented demonic disaster, and he didn't even hear the slightest news.
In the vast sea, everything is singing and dancing, and there is no disturbance at all.
If you were an ordinary person, you might actually believe the official statement that 'if the real Chi leaves without authorization, the formation will collapse'.
As one of the most outstanding students in Zhenwutai, Xingmo Feng knew very well that Zhen Chi was only the guard and watcher of the formation, and its departure would have no impact on the operation of the seal.
And before Zhen Chi left, he must have checked whether the formation was intact or not. Otherwise, this dragon-blooded true spirit who upheld the ancient contract and formed an alliance with Dachen would never leave this land so confidently.
——It shouldn’t be like this.
With the belief that "even if there are various conspiracies, I will never join in the evil", Xing Mofeng devoted himself to the anti-demon battlefield, taking the lead in killing demons and enemies, and pacifying one side.
His parents' education, personal beliefs, and love for the country made him unwilling to give up any time and practice his destiny. Promoted to Qiming [Sun and Moon General].
It wasn't until a few years ago that his hard work earned him his just reward.
By virtue of his ability to slay demons, Xing Mo Feng obtained the position of partial general, a position he had always longed for.
But he takes no credit for it.
Looking around, those generals who obviously killed less enemies than him and fought more slackly than him, but who were better born than him, were all promoted like him and were on equal footing with him, or even better... He just felt confused.
And rancid.
Perhaps the rancid smell had already appeared.
When he was in Shenjing, Xing Mo Feng occasionally felt that the atmosphere of intense discussions on martial arts and the flourishing of ideas from all sides was no longer there.
The aristocratic families from all over the world do not want to send their children out to develop their destiny and train them to become warriors. Instead, they only want to play with their connections, send people into the official system, and operate them as conferring officials.
In the Zhenwu Academy, the number of students who are truly civilians is getting smaller and smaller. Children like me, whose parents are military attachés, are considered the poorest. The students go to the flower boat to drink together, spending thousands of taels of silver every day. At that time, he was still worried that he had failed to practice another big gun.
It's just that the luxurious and prosperous atmosphere of Shenjing drowned out all the strange smells, and he was so focused on studying that he never thought about the meaning of these changes.
Xing Mo Feng regretted that he didn't think at that time, which made him unable to see the truth and unable to figure out the answer now.
Yes, they calmed down the chaos, suppressed the demonic disaster, and cleared away the messy land of Hannan, making it peaceful and stable again.
But who caused the trouble? Who created this disaster that should not have happened?
He thought. But I won’t have time to figure it out in the future.
Xing Mo Feng, who led his army back to his hometown, tiredly heard another piece of bad news.
Shuang Jie and Tie Li went south together, and the Qingyu Pass was broken.
Following the Hannan disaster, Hanbei completely turned into chaos.
--impossible.
This was Xing Mo Feng's only thought at that time.
——Absolutely impossible.
Even if the northern Xinjiang is no longer developed, the veterans retire, and the military equipment gradually relaxes, Qingyuguan will never be a level that Tie Li can conquer.
Once you delve into the details, you will hit a wall. Even if Xing Mo Feng is already considered the top leader in the place, it is extremely difficult to understand the truth at that time.
Even if they captured some Tie Li prisoners, they had vague memories of that battle. Occasionally, a few of them who participated in person would say something like, "Qingyuguan is completely undefended," which was nonsense that he couldn't believe.
"Could it be that the border troops let you in? That's nonsense!"
He reprimanded so angrily, but he did not really punish these "lying prisoners". Instead, he waved them away and sat alone under the stars and moon in the middle of the night for a long time.
No matter what the truth was, he couldn't change it, he could only see it.
Natural and man-made disasters have made the people in northern Xinjiang miserable.
The town king died inexplicably and Tianwu disappeared, which made everything worse.
The land opened up by countless conquest armies was trampled by the hooves of horses, and the cities built were taken away by Tie Li.
The only ones who would be happy about this are perhaps a few warriors in Northern Xinjiang - there has been no war for many years, and there has been no new generation of generals in Shenjing for a long time. Several generals with meritorious service in the war of resistance have been added to the line of military attachés one after another.
They divided up the authority left by King Jing, and each governed their own territory. While fighting against Tie Li and gaining military exploits, they never really tried to recapture Qingyuguan and drive these northern barbarians back to their homes.
Several generals who responded to the rise of the Demonic Disaster in the Vast Sea, as well as the generals who appeared in the Hanbei Rebellion, thought of some possibility.
——Is this all... planned?
——Or is it just a simple coincidence?
He has tried hard to think, but a kind of power makes him unable or unwilling to come up with an answer.
Xing Mo Feng is still very young. He will not allow himself to support bandits and respect himself, and he will never secretly usurp Dachen's authority.
He is the minister of Dachen, and he will continue to take the lead in fighting against the armies of the Tieli tribes, and restore peace to his hometown bit by bit.
If his colleagues want to take shortcuts and take the road to fame paved with human lives, he will not take it.
He can't influence others, but at least he can do his best.
But reality always leaves him helpless.
Reviewing the epitome of his life in his mind, Xing Mo Feng raised his eyes and looked at the Jade Crown officer in front of him and his subordinates surrounding him without wavering.
This is an internal official with the surname Song from the imperial court of Shenjing. He has often seen him in Zhenwutai. His family belongs to a large family in Shenjing, the 'Yu Feng Song Clan'. His ancestors once fought with Emperor Shengzu in the north and south, and were defeated. Lord Hongfeng, the leader of the Nine-Colored Demon Kingdom in the south, captured his children and made them his concubines. Their bloodline was passed down and they seemed different from ordinary people.
In the mortal kingdom, all internal officials use eunuchs. The Dachen Emperor's dynasty does not need such methods of harming its subjects, but only uses special legal instruments to make restrictions and distinctions.
However, in recent years, as the power of internal officials has increased day by day and they have gradually taken charge of many matters in the palace, major families have sent their children to them.
Those pampered noble sons and noble ladies are all clean-blooded, and those with destiny are rare. Apart from the civil and military examinations, the only way out is to be an internal official.
They were extremely pampered at home, and they were relatively restrained when they arrived at the court, but once they went to supervise the place, they became almost lawless.
Just like the Song Hujun, they set out with great fanfare and feasting, which consumed the local residents for several years. In order to prepare sufficient logistical supplies, they rushed to mobilize freight from surrounding warehouses. If the number of people was not enough, they were forced to work, and they died of exhaustion. It took several young men to meet the demand in a short period of time.
But along the way, he was dilly-dallying, unwilling to march quickly. The food and grass wasted along the way was an astronomical sum for the now impoverished Northern Xinjiang.
These were enough to make Xing Mo Feng secretly clenched his fists at him, but the other party was an envoy from Shenjing, so no one thought there was anything strange about these behaviors.
Moreover, I don’t know what instructions this person received. On the way, he tried several times to ask for the tiger talisman in his hand that was in charge of the military guards and could control the military formation.
Xing Mo Feng knew very well that if other local generals got hints from internal officials, they would definitely offer the tiger talisman with great respect.
This is not against the rules. The other party is the supervisor of the army. He can take over the command for any reason and hand it over on his own initiative. This will not anger these nobles in the capital, but it can also gain some possibility of advancement.
Not to mention, it is one thing for him to disobey orders, but it may not be the case for junior officers and soldiers.
Under Xing Mo Feng, he was strict and disciplined and always did thankless tasks. As a general, he was not very popular from the beginning.
The people below wanted to meet the Shangguan, and the Shangguan wanted to control the military. This was a hit-and-miss affair, but he got involved, making both parties dissatisfied.
"But why?"
Xing Mo Feng thought, and this time he successfully got the answer.
——An Jing.
The god who has recently become famous is An Jing.
He did such weird behavior just to target An Jing and delay the speed of supporting An Jing!
——It’s unbelievable that such talented people don’t want to fight for them, but they still insist on targeting them?
To be honest, it’s not that Xing Mo Feng can’t understand. After all, the reason why the god’s destiny was awakened was because of the frost disaster in Northern Xinjiang. The other party most likely didn’t like Dachen, and he had already joined the Chenli Sect’s Mingjing. Zong, it is no longer possible to be completely 'one of our own'.
Loyalty is not absolute, but it is absolutely disloyal. Shenjing must have such an idea. In addition, Linjiang City seems to be quite special. If there is a war, its power to command troops will naturally be taken away.
The problem is, just talk about this matter. Xing Mo Feng feels that this internal official does not seem to intend to solve the problem by 'talking'... What exactly does he want to do?
——What exactly is he going to do?
Everyone in Linjiang City is also thinking about this question.
They had already seen the military army approaching Linjiang City step by step, but no messenger came to let them go out of the city to greet them.
This is very unusual, because according to the usual practice, the local government receives the reinforcements sent by the state capital and the envoys from Shenjing, and all the officials in the city are required to go out of the city for hundreds of miles to receive them.
But now, the military army is less than twenty miles away from the outskirts of the city. This distance is very close to the warriors, but not only does the opponent have no messenger, they don't even have the simplest water mirror message.
"The person who came here is not a good person."
Standing on the top of the city wall, An Jing squinted his eyes, with golden red light flashing in his eyes, looking at the military army in the distance that had begun to stir up the energy of the surrounding earth veins: "Looking at this battle, do you think they are here to assist us? I see. We’re here to put down the rebellion!”
"indeed……"
Cang Lingzu also looked solemn. He didn't care whether An Jing's "counter-rebellion" was a joke or an objective fact. He said seriously: "I have seen the military troops under General Gu dispatched. This military army except the ones who were mobilized with tiger talismans." Except for the Military Soul Formation, all abilities have been activated."
Of these two military armies, one is the most elite Jinjiawei in Dachen besides the inner guards Xuanjiawei, holding the 'Thick Earth Haotian Formation', and the other is adapted to the current celestial phenomena and holds the 'Taibai Golden Heavenly Formation'. Cangjiawei.
Cang Lingzu pointed out the details to An Jing: "Look, these warriors wearing the same armor and practicing the same technique, their auras are connected into an formation, pulling the power of heaven and earth, and they have formed two major military realms. In the 'Thick Earth Haotian' The magnetism is out of order, and the weights are confused. Only the military forces can move as usual, and can even fly into the sky and escape at any time. "
"And in the 'Taibai Golden Sky', flying sand and stones can be turned into gold and blades. The military is indestructible and can absorb the enemy's broken weapons into armor. It is a battle formation that becomes more and more courageous the more you fight."
Wherever the two military formations passed, the white gold energy and the brown earth energy were deposited on the ground, turning into a surging cloud on the ground. The clouds and mist condensed and became thicker and heavier, turning into something comparable to magic. The 'turbid military barrier'.
If the five-color armored guards are powerful enough, the turbid military barrier they condense can even break through the martial arts magical power of the warrior, block the movement of Taixu, disrupt the five elements and four phenomena, and let all enemies who are against them taste the power of heaven and earth. What it feels like to be an enemy.
[I see, these Dachen people just want to take your limelight]
Chen Yinzi's thoughts were straightforward: [You have been in too much limelight recently. You are a god, you are the lord of Linjiang City, and you are destroying the cavalry vanguard battalion that conquered the three cities. The local military must feel that you have robbed you of the limelight. God. There must be one over there in Jing who is not very friendly to you. He came here without warning this time just to find an excuse to suppress you severely]
"These people really don't give face!" On the other side, Zheng Mo also looked angry. An Jing felt a little too angry, as if he was possessed: "I, the envoy of King De, have arrived, so I don't care about An Jing's face. , how can you not care about King De’s face!”
"It's really troublesome."
An Jing touched his chin and said impatiently: "It's inexplicable. You don't think I'm afraid, do you?"
——The ancestor is on my side, King De is on my side, Linjiang City is suppressed by the civil and military formations on my back, and there are two magical artifacts on my body. If it doesn't work, I can just run away.
——Where on earth did this retarded person dare to mess with me? Really don’t want to live anymore?
Yes, neither An Jing nor Xing Mo Feng can figure out some issues.
However, for Xing Mo Feng, if the problem cannot be understood, he will keep thinking about it.
For An Jing, when he couldn't figure out the problem, he would solve the problem for him.
Boom—boom!
Accompanied by the fierce roar of Teng Shuangbai's engine, An Jing flew away from the city wall on his floating motorcycle without saying a word, turned into a white streak, and galloped towards the location of the military army!
"Um?"
At this moment, in the military army, amidst the flattery of many low-level officers, Song Hujun suddenly stiffened, then raised his head and looked at the sky: "Who is it?"
"Enemy attack?!"
boom!
The white mark in mid-air suddenly disappeared, and Anjing's figure turned into a straight vertical line. Without making any anti-impact posture, he fell straight to the ground, splashing ice, snow and dust all over the sky.
"Who's coming——"
Just when Song Hujun wanted to ask loudly, An Jing's voice was louder, clearer, and more righteous, resounding throughout the world: "Who is coming!"
The clouds dispersed, and An Jing appeared in front of the military army holding a letter from King De. He faced an army alone, but he was not afraid: "I am a consecrated person by King Wu of Dachen Zhenguo, and I am directly subordinate to King Xuan Guangge of Zhenbei. The city lord of Linjiang City in Duanren Mountain is An Jing!”
"You approached the frontline military city without notification, and mobilized the border land without permission!"
"Now you know your sin!"
"--you?!"
The aura on the letter manifested, and Wujun immediately sensed it. All the sergeants looked at each other, not daring to rush into the nobleman, and were at a loss. Among the Wujun, the Song family official looked at Anjing in disbelief, raised his hand, I couldn't say a word for a while.
Because, this is what he wants to say!
He originally planned to use An Jing to not greet the envoy, disrespect the superior, deprive An Jing of the command of Linjiang City, take back Linjiang City without any effort, and take away the An Jing who had probably cultivated several strands of dragon energy. Civil and military array', by the way, pick the peach of Linjiang City, which has developed very well.
As for the Tie Li cavalry, even An Jing could easily capture the forward battalion. They must be a bunch of chickens and dogs. How could they be the opponents of the Dachen Heavenly Soldiers? They could easily capture it and turn it into merit.
As for tranquility? After he was captured, he was sent back to the state capital to temper his temper. After some threats and torture, he found a few people to pretend to be red-faced and rescue him, and treated him with extra courtesy. Wouldn't he just accept it?
If An Jing really doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, he insists on playing tricks with them... Ha, the blood of divine destiny is special compared to magical destiny. It can be passed on to future generations like demon spirits, or it can use the technology of the Demonic Sect of Heaven's Will. , what kind of things are you doing to steal the sky and change the day, to change bones and blood...
It was a good idea, but unfortunately something went wrong in the first step - how could Song Hujun have imagined that An Jing would dare to take the initiative?
But after seeing clearly that An Jing was alone, the feeling of being frightened doubled and turned into a surge of anger and resentment. The Song Hujun gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you break into the military formation without permission? Give it to me." Take it!”
Immediately, each strong warrior wearing armor flew up and rushed towards Anjing, trying to take down the opponent with one blow.
At the same time, Song Hujun turned his head, looked at Xing Mo Feng on the side, and roared: "Why don't you take action yet?"
But he never thought that Mo Feng seemed to have seen something. He stood on the spot with a strange expression. Not only did he not step forward, but he turned around and took ten steps back. He had a feeling of "Don't splash blood on me."
Song Hujun felt an unusually bad feeling in his heart at this moment. He turned his head and looked in the direction of An Jing, only to find that the 'De Wang Manuscript' in the other man's hand was slowly burning and turned into a cloud of smoke. Anjing's whole body, as well as the surrounding military troops who were about to attack.
These military soldiers who followed Song Hujun's orders and wanted to step forward to capture An Jing now felt that they were deprived of the connection with their armor. They were suddenly unable to move and could only stand frozen in place, sweating profusely.
The power from the military force itself was easily suppressed by the power from a higher position - nothing in the Dachen system could say no to the will of the emperor's superiors.
And An Jing also said in a deep voice: "It seems that you want to make excuses - but the evidence is conclusive, and all the military generals are witnesses!"
"If you still refuse to plead guilty, you are the one who should be taken down!"
——Oops!
How could Song Hujun not know that An Jing was actually under the command of King De? The dandy prince who was lucky enough to be chosen was unknowingly related to this divine destiny? It's impossible that the family didn't think of this possibility... so he was the abandoned son used for testing? !
When he thought of this possibility, he understood what his final method was to reverse the situation - that was to follow Dachen and Huaixu's most primitive rules to defeat the young city lord in front of him head-on and capture him directly. !
Although he rarely uses force on weekdays, with the stacked resources of his family and the blessing of the imperial talisman, he is also in the realm of martial arts!
It is said that An Jing defeated three martial arts with one person, but smart people know that An Jing borrowed the power of his master and Kanming Zhong. It is absolutely impossible to cross a great realm by his own strength!
Raising his head, Song Hujun took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly turned blue, and the two eyeballs were covered with blue clouds, and the pupils and whites could not be distinguished.
And at this moment, pieces of howling wind swept up all over his body. This wind entered from the lungs, gathered in the Dantian, and moved through the meridians throughout the body. Finally, it stimulated many nodes behind the ribs and spine to accelerate the flow, turning into A Dachen military armor shrouded his whole body, making this overly feminine internal officer appear powerful and majestic for a moment, like a general in the army!
This method is exactly one of the Song family's secret martial art formations [Thousands of miles of wind destroys the dusk]!
In the realm of martial arts, the first level is to "understand one's own heart through the seven orifices and five senses". Through the "spiritual soul" condensed in the internal strength, the Zifu Divine Sea is opened up, and the seven orifices and five senses are used to connect the human body with the outside world, and then use the destiny as the basis. Core, create your own 'little world' in your heart.
Immediately after the second level, 'Hundred Pi Thousand Refinements to Respond to the Earth Meridians', it is to activate the other four supernatural beings, absorb the corresponding spiritual evils, and create a real 'Four Square Heavenly Pillar' in the body and the sea of mind to support the great martial arteries. The formation has begun to take on the power of the martial arts body formation!
Song Hujun is in this state. His "Thousands of Miles of Wind Destroys the Dusk Dawn" is based on Song's secretly passed down magical "Eternal Qi" in the lungs. He exhales into clouds, exhales into thunder, and turns into thunder. Lan is the armor, and the wind is the weapon. Its power is extremely destructive, and it can even cause changes in the sky, covering the sky and the sun!
Although Song Hujun is still far away from that realm, it is enough now!
Song Hujun's black hair was flying wildly, and he drew his sword and slashed at Anjing with all his strength. The sudden strong wind even blew away the frost formation in a large cone-shaped area in front of him and around him, leaving only the ice that had not seen the light of day for a long time. Black dirt.
An Jing stood motionless in front of him, as if he was shocked by the power of the sword. After a moment, he showed a strange expression and said in disbelief:
"You actually have such a weak martial arts vein?"
To be honest, the evil demon that An Jing dealt with back then had a physical body that was in the realm of martial arts. Although it had no magic power or any supernatural powers, that tyrannical body could still forcefully eat An Jing even if it was seriously injured. The sword box and the ice waterfall spear were almost intact due to several magazines. Even using the spiritual energy furnace to boost the explosion only left a flaw in it.
If An Jing hadn't asked Fu Xie to hit the opponent's weak point with the thunder talisman, he might still have had no choice but to run away.
As for the masters An Jing met later, all of them had unique skills. If An Jing hadn't been assisted by experts and had many trump cards, he would have been taken away by the opponent's move if he wasn't careful.
And their strength, compared to the highest-status Dachen internal official in front of them, is really high!
When Song Hujun's sword wind was about to strike in front of An Jing, An Jing suddenly retreated.
When he retreated, there was a thunderous thunder in the sky. Because Taibai Haoling's five forbidden realms were operating, the golden energy intertwined sonorously, and a series of sounds of gold and iron clashed like thunder. The three magical powers of martial arts also made his heart shrink. , such as surrounded by pills.
This retreat is not to retreat, but to 'retract'. Just as a fist needs to be closed before a punch, a beating heart needs to contract, and a spirit needs to condense before it explodes, An Jing's aura suddenly disappeared from Song Hujun's perception.
This is the assassination power of the 'Emperor Heaven Method'. It travels across the abyss and is in harmony with the sky. And An Jing has used it to such an extraordinary degree that it can be effective even in frontal battles!
“Where? Over there!”
For a moment, Song Hujun's hair stood on end. Wearing Lan armor and holding a sword, he looked around, but could not find An Jing's figure.
But soon, a warning sign flashed in his heart, and he immediately turned around and locked his sword in one direction - Song Hujun could not find An Jing at all. He was completely unable to capture the breath, but his skills were too powerful. Well, 'Ten Thousand Miles of Wind Destroys Dawn' controls the flow of all surrounding air and can condense air into steel. As long as it is a moving thing, it will definitely be noticed by him.
But it’s no use finding it.
Because An Jing, who had finished gathering his momentum, punched him in the head!
"Wait, show mercy!"
Standing aside, Xing Mo Feng, who was originally planning to sit back and watch, suddenly changed his expression. With the support of King De, it was natural for him to teach Song Hujun a lesson, but it was absolutely impossible to kill him. No matter what, the opponent was If a military supervisor of the imperial court dies rashly in one place, it will definitely cause many problems!
It's no wonder that he didn't wake up in advance. Who would have thought that An Jing could actually threaten Wu Mai? Although the opponent's supernatural power is only three, his strength exceeds the peak of ordinary internal strength, and his body is stronger than ordinary martial arts. Coupled with the powerful martial arts, it is not surprising that Song Hujun was killed on the spot!
“Bang!” “Clang!”
An Jing's fist and Song Hujun's sword hit the opponent's head and shoulders at the same time. Before Xing Mo Feng's voice could be heard in the air, the huge force of the fist had already made Song Hujun's head spin. After three full rounds, the head shrouded in Lan Jia was precariously broken off at the back. The back of the head faced the direction where An Jing was originally, and the face faced Xing Mo Feng, who looked solemn.
And An Jing himself was also hit by the opponent's martial arts sword and flew out. Like a leaf in the East China Sea storm, he flew nearly a thousand feet away with a whoosh and crashed into the snow.
But neither is dead.
The vitality of martial arts is far beyond that of ordinary people, and An Jing stood up immediately and patted the snow on his body. The clothes on his shoulders were cut open, but the black ghost scale inner armor that was close to his body was slowly moving. regeneration.
"ah!!!"
After being severely injured by Neizhuang's blow, even his head was knocked off his head. Song Hujun let out a roar that was completely different from his previous image. He raised his hand, twisted his head straight, and then said to Mo Feng with blood-red eyes: "By the order of the Emperor, Tiger Talisman, come!"
"no way!"
Xing Mo Feng's whole body was shaken. There seemed to be something in his arms that was beating violently and was about to come out, but he forced it to suppress it with his own cultivation. The young general said in a deep voice: "You cannot represent the imperial court, Song Hujun, If you persist in your stubbornness, I will definitely read your book!"
"There's so much nonsense, come here!"
Song Hujun was already furious, and there was a mysterious aura emanating from his body that ordinary people could not even detect, but to An Jing, who was already preparing for the second wave of offensive, this aura was extremely obvious.
"Dragon Qi?!"
An Jing really didn't expect that dragon energy could be seen everywhere in the world? Although it is consistent with the principle that once technology is developed, it will gradually become popular, but logically speaking, it shouldn’t be encountered casually, right?
But this dragon energy is different from the orthodox dragon energy that An Jing has seen, and it is also different from the ownerless dragon energy that An Jing has seen in the array. This dragon energy is clear and energetic, and its color is not black gold, but It is a clearer light golden to bluish-purple color, just like the sunshine with a little glow.
The orthodox Dragon Qi is the only one who dominates the world and looks down upon the world. He is the lord and overlord who conquers the world. The ownerless Dragon Qi is transcendent and free-spirited. It is the true breath of the latent dragon that lurks between heaven and earth. This bright Dragon Qi seems easy-going, but in fact Standing high above all living beings, he slaughters all people and does whatever he wants.
【Um? 】
At this moment, Fu Xie and Chen Yinzi on An Jing didn't say anything. Apparently they didn't notice any difference in the dragon energy. However, the emperor's blood in An Jing's divine sea vibrated, causing the third voice on An Jing's body, You Ruhui, to appear. : [What is this breath...? 】
[An Jing, who did you meet? ! This aura... is exactly the same as the dragon aura I sensed when my father passed away! 】
"It's too late to tell you."
An Jing's heart was clear at this moment. He had figured out a lot of things at this moment, but it was too late to explain. As Song Hujun's dragon energy showed up, Xing Mo Feng's body froze.
Fortunately, he was not a military attache, but a warrior with his own destiny. He could still rely on his extremely solid foundation to resist this inexplicable power, but the tiger talisman in his arms was directly broken and turned into dark gold all over the sky. The talisman moved towards Song Hujun's hand.
"Formation!"
Holding the tiger talisman in hand, Song Hujun gave an order. Even if the surrounding military troops were still hesitating in their hearts, their bodies and armors were already functioning instinctively, releasing an aura as thick as the earth and as sharp as the autumn wind.
An Jing, who had suddenly burst out with all his strength to attack, suddenly felt as if his body was carrying hundreds of thousands of kilograms of extremely heavy black iron, and his feet were not solid earth, but extremely sharp iron thorns and steel blades.
The surrounding wind roared and roared, and all the scattered snow, dust, and frost turned into extremely sharp blades, cutting into the epidermis of his hair and skin, bursting out large tracts of sparks that bloomed and flowed like waterfalls.
At this moment, with Anjing as the center, the army formation has been suppressed, and Song Hujun raised his right hand, the long sword in his hand roared, and the billowing air waves spread out, causing the clouds in all directions in the sky to collapse, turning into the endless churning, like a dragon. A ray of light from the sword rolled around the stone.
[Supernatural Power·Bafang Liuyuntian Sword Sharpening]
"It's so shameless. You have to use magical powers to strengthen your inner body through martial arts!"
Having said that, he was not surprised. After An Jing saw that Song Hujun was so weak and might really be beaten to death by his immortal and martial arts, he guessed that the other party would definitely use his trump card.
But the most he guessed was to use magical artifacts, but he never thought that this guy actually had a ray of mysterious dragon energy in his body, and he could directly command the army, force himself, and use magical powers to attack!
[Boy An Jing, do you have any other trump cards? If not, Master, I will take action! 】Master Chen Yinzi said.
[An Jing, I will use my earth escape magical power to help you leave! 】This is a quiet voice.
[An Jing, you retreat first, I will take action immediately! 】This is Gu Yunzhi's summons.
[An Jing, I am King De. You don’t need to panic. I have secretly used the earth’s veins. All you need to do is sneak into the ground to keep you safe.] King De also came to send a message.
[An Jing, how do you plan to deal with it? ] Fu Xie heard the voices of everyone in front and said with a suppressed smile: [How about it, can you tell the difference? 】
"Shut up your voices and watch what I do!"
Four or five voices spoke at the same time. How could An Jing be able to tell the difference? In his irritation, facing the ungrateful Song Hujun, the ferocity in his bones burst out: "Do you think I don't have magical powers to protect myself?"
With a thought in his mind, the Taibai Haoling Divine Forbidden System and the supernatural powers around his body operated at the same time, activating the demon pill method and summoning the 'Su Ling Sword Lotus' that was silent in the divine sea!
Boom! As the sword lotus came out and hung above An Jing's head, a wisp of thunderous sword light that destroyed all things and destroyed everything also lit up, trying to condense a wisp of the phantom of the divine sword on the sword lotus demon pill.
[Supernatural power·Shenxiao’s True Thunder Sword Intention]
"Idiot!"
The magical sword energy in Song Hujun's hand trembled, and he almost lost control. His eyes were split at the moment: "Natural magic weapon?!"
I have never beaten An Jing. Although I was shocked, I can at least convince myself that I am not the first. There were examples like the Western Patrol Envoy of the Heavenly Will Demon Sect who missed two realms. But now I saw the sword above An Jing's head. Lian, but he was extremely shocked: "Where the hell did this come from?!"
But there was no time to think about this problem.
At this moment, the snow on the sky and the earth melted, turning pale into ink. Between the two of them, a tide of turbid mud flowed, and the snow water was like boiling mist. Song Hujun was horrified. At this moment, he could only hold a sword in both hands, carrying a sword that was enough to sweep the entire land. The power of cutting the earth's crust fell towards Anjing.
The sword lotus above An Jing's head rotated, and the illusory thunderous sword intention gradually took shape as he used the method of "condensing Qi as a weapon". The astonishing high heat of thunder mixed with the feeling of nothingness and destruction was like immersing a person in molten iron with a high temperature that can melt instantly. , only a body-refining warrior possessed by a magic weapon and with a strong body can resist.
Then he drew his sword.
This sword was silent, just a flash of arc lightning. Compared with the sword of raging wind that seemed to knock down half of the sky and all the clouds in all directions, this sword was visually and imposingly It's too far behind.
But the reality is quite the opposite.
A tiny arc of electricity flashed through, easily splitting the huge storm of wind, opening a huge vacuum hole, and the extremely condensed lightning of destruction irresistibly shattered the triple evil defense of the Golden Evil, the Earth Evil and the Bing Evil, breaking through the Song Dynasty. The Lan Jia guarding the army shattered his protective magic weapon, penetrated his personal inner armor, and when it passed through his heart, it directly annihilated the three different transferences that could bring the dead back to life, the injury substitution, the regeneration magic spell, and the At the same time, he swallowed up a thunderball hidden inside this person that seemed to be used to silence and completely crush the body.
The Bafang Liuyun Sword suddenly stopped, then turned over, collapsed, and dissipated. The melting ice, frost, and snow around it also continued to evaporate and rise, turning into a cloud pillar that reached the sky.
Song Hujun was not dead for the time being, or in other words, alive for the time being. He looked blankly at the scorched hole in his heart, then raised his head and looked at An Jing, who was approaching him, with an expression that seemed to be crying and smiling: "You're done, you It's really over... We didn't intend to kill you, but you actually dared to do this, dared to do this..."
"Without me, how could you deal with the Northern Barbarians and the Tie Li cavalry?"
And An Jing raised her hand, grabbed his hair and lifted it up, so that his limp body would not collapse: "Oh? But I respect you as my opponent, and I will kill you openly, and I have no intention of playing tricks in the dark. The method will make you become a dog after being tortured.”
He exerted force and broke Song Hujun's neck like a rag: "As for Tie Li, you don't need to worry."
"After I kill you, that's the beginning."
(End of chapter)