The First Cause of All Realms

Setting sun, scorched earth, blood-stained flags...

In front of Liuji Mountain, the two sides lined up, swords and guns were like forests, and thousands of bows were drawn in unison.

If you re-enter Liuji Mountain, it may be that you have advanced in martial arts, or you may have long been used to it.

In his heart, he no longer had the fear, anxiety, and fear when he first entered. Instead, there was an indescribable 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 overwhelming oppression, Yang Yu took a deep breath and shuddered in his heart.

At this time, Henry Zhang had been promoted to the Martial Saint in less than a month. However, after this battle, he will defeat the army **** 'Li Yuan' and the 'Tantai Destruction' of the Golden Horde King Court with one enemy and two. terrifying record.

In one fell swoop, he established his supreme status as the Great Ming Army God and the pillar of the country, leading the army and horses in the world, and once became the most dazzling existence in the world.

But the grandeur of its power is still unbelievable!

Huhu~

Gao Hercules waved the flag of the red sun on a yellow background, and the overwhelming sound of bows and crossbow breaking through the air also sounded.

Just like countless times before, thousands of strong bows and arrows swarmed and shot, and the dense arrows roared away, shooting at the black armored elite cavalry that seemed to rush over like a thunderbolt!

And this time, Yang Prison saw clearly that among the dark cloud-like arrows, there were a lot of arrows that broke the gang and qi, and even a divine arm crossbow that was enough to threaten Martial Sage!

And as a result, as usual, Henry Zhang rushed forward, and the blood of one of them ignited eight thousand mysterious armors. .

The cavalry has always been the king of the battlefield!

People borrow horsepower and only need a machete, killing people is like mowing grass. In the past life without martial arts, cavalry was the most vicious killing machine on the battlefield.

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

According to legend, the most peak of the elite knights in black armor, everyone has a blood exchange level above the level of qi and blood, everyone trains their physique, wears heavy armor, and rides dragon horses.

Although this rudimentary black armored cavalry in front of him is far from being comparable to its peak, under the leadership of Henry Zhang who set foot in the Martial Holy Realm, it is still overwhelming and indescribably fierce.

Kill the trend!

"This is the situation of the soldiers!"

On top of the somewhat frightened dragon and horse, Yang Yu clenched the spear in his palm, and did not care what his identity was at this time, all his spirits were attracted by the black armored elite cavalry that rolled away like a sea of ​​thunder.

Different from the previous ignorance, he saw that this was the military situation of the unparalleled tyrant at the end of the Qin Dynasty. Unlike Xiao Zhan, who only knew the corners, this King Zhao of the West Palace might have learned the complete military situation!

The power of the 8,000 people's charge was enough to break through the mountain-like momentum of the 200,000 army. This charge not only smashed away the arrows that had been shot.

It will also completely knock down the momentum of the big departure party!

You must know that the Dali army who dared to hunt Liujishan with Henry Zhang are also elites in a hundred battles. Looking at the entire battlefield, there is no one who is not above the blood exchange!

"How terrible should Henry Zhang lead the eight thousand mysterious knights at his peak?"

Yang Yu's heart rose to enlightenment: "How can the weak defeat the strong, the eight thousand profound armors are the real strength in this battle!"

"Pioneer, fight to the death!"

In the ears, there is the sound of mountains and tsunamis, and the banner is moving.

"kill!"

Tongue burst into spring thunder, exhale like the wind.

The entire Da Li Pioneer Army has not yet moved, and Yang Prison has already screamed loudly, urging the dragon and horse to come out of the dust, waving the long spear, under everyone's attention.

Towards the silent as a mountain, as calm as the wind, and as violent as the fire, the black-armored elite cavalry launched a counter-charge!

"Um?!"

Its long howl is too violent, its momentum is too powerful, and in an instant, not only the large army of soldiers on the chariots of the Chinese army behind them will be in an uproar.

A strange look flashed across the silent black armored cavalry.

Then, like a flaming cloak, a dragon and horse roared, and the phoenix wings that shone brightly under the setting sun, gilded with gold, also covered it down.

"Coming by common name!"

At this moment, Yang Yu finally felt the tyrannical will of the Martial Saint. In a trance, he only felt that a golden phoenix was carrying the mountains and fell.

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

fear!

Infinite horror!

Until this time, Yang Yufang really understood what it means to practice martial arts like watching a mountain!

Looking at the 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 then 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 Yu once thought that after improving his martial arts, he had narrowed the gap with this King Zhao of the Western Palace who seemed to have just stepped into the realm of martial arts.

But until this time, he really felt the strong will of the martial arts, and he just realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

At that time, Henry Zhang's control of power was already meticulous, and the strength of his urging was only related to the strength of the enemy!

Not that he only has such power.

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

dong dong dong~

Yang Yu's heart was beating like a drum, his pupils were shaking, and his extremely strong martial arts will made him short of breath, 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 dissipated. In his eyes, in his heart, and in all his perceptions, there was only that phoenix wing gilded with gold.

His blood is boiling, his soul is surging, his muscles and bones are moaning, and all the martial arts that can be used are displayed like instinct at this moment.

call!

With a low roar, Yang Prison's arms stretched out, his spear trembled, and he charged with the dragon horse, burst out all, and attacked:

"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 whisper.

"Undefeated Tiangang?!"

Swish!

The few armored soldiers guarding outside the courtyard were all shaken, looking at the small courtyard with awe, the door was open, and a simple old man dressed in thin clothes like an old peasant paced out the door.

Whoa!

The guards all knelt down in unison, and shouted the prince thousand years old.

"People are not content to live a hundred years, and it is meaningless to live a thousand years."

The old man waved his hand and walked slowly in the courtyard, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, the dragon king who heard the movement had arrived in a hurry, and seeing the old man, the majestic middle-aged man couldn't help but flash with excitement:

"Second uncle, are you out of customs?"

"The old man's closing is not a dead end, why can't he get out of it?"

The old man glared at him and immediately smiled:

"Go and get the files over the years and retreat for many years, but I don't know what rising stars are in the world..."

"My little nephew is ready."

King Linlong replied respectfully, and when he waved his hand, there were already servants holding the file and stepping forward.

"grandfather!"

At this moment, a little girl like a china doll with blue silk tied behind her back threw herself into the arms of the old man.

"NanNan has grown up."

The old man fondly stroked his granddaughter's long hair. Over there, King Linlong had already picked up the file and read it for the old man.

"In the past four years, there have been 12 rebellions in which the prefectures and cities have been captured?"

Henry Zhang’s expression darkened slightly.

King Linlong's expression tightened, and he hurriedly said, "I don't have the way of Linlong."

"Have you recovered?"

Henry Zhang put down his granddaughter.

"The thief Wang Wenzhao of Lingnan Road has not yet been pacified, but it will be pacified in a few months at most."

The Dragon King replied.

"The ills of the empire..."

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

"The supervisor of Qin Tian, ​​'Xue Dilong', won His Majesty's new appointment and entered the cabinet. He is also the chief assistant and leads the six ministers. The first thing after taking office is to transfer back to Mr. Xu Wenji..."

"Lao Xu's return to Beijing this time may be more difficult to come out."

Henry Zhang sighed.

"With Mr. Xu's status, could Xue Dilong dare to harm him?"

The Dragon King's face sank.

During the battle of Liuji Mountain, Xu Wenji was once a staff member in the Xuanjia Army, and he had a good friendship with him. Even if the nine kings were hated by the ten directions of the country, he always missed the friendship of his comrades.

"The old man doesn't allow it, who dares to kill him?"

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

"He has no room for anything, and he has offended him all the time from the imperial court to the martial arts..."

The Dragon King also shook his head.

If it weren't for the large number of disciples under his sect, the relationship with the old kings when he was in the mountains was not bad, I am afraid that the grass on the tomb is three feet high.

"Let's not talk about him, you said that Feng Xian's Nizi realized the Invincible Heavenly Gang?"

"good!"

King Linlong nodded, somewhat envious, but also somewhat resentful: "These wastes in our house are not as good as Fengxian's female class!"

"Fortune rises and falls, and tides come and go. My family, Zhang, has been blessed with four hundred years of great fortune. How can I be a hero from generation to generation?"

Henry Zhang was dumbfounded:

"I still remember that in the past, the Qin Tianjian once said that Zhang's four hundred years of luck had added to my body, which would hinder the qi of future generations. Fengxian's realization of the invincible Tiangang is also gratifying..."

"That's fart!"

The Dragon King couldn't help but curse.

He remembered clearly that the reason why the second uncle had bad luck in the first half of his life was precisely because of the Qin Tianjian. If it hadn't been for the Liujishan battle, he would have been promoted to the Martial Saint with the help of the unparalleled general trend. Egg pressing.

"By the way, speaking of Invincible Tiangang, there is also an interesting anecdote, saying that there is a boy in Longyuan Dao..."

"coming."

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

"Who?!"

The Dragon King frowned, and immediately noticed something. He was surprised: "This breath is Ma Longtu? This idiot went to challenge the old demon of Montenegro, and he is still alive? Could it be..."

At this point, he seemed to feel something, looked at his second uncle, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart:

"Second uncle?"

"Seven Killing Shrine, Ma Longtu, came to Linlong Dao by the order of Lord Montenegro, and invited Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao of the West House, to fight Montenegro in nine years, on the ninth day of the September lunar month!"

The rumbling sound reverberated through the palace, and even reverberated throughout the entire palace city. Wherever it went, there was an uproar!

The old demon of Montenegro~www.novelmt.com~Zhao King Henry Zhang of the Vietnam War Xifu!

The shocking news immediately caused a sensation in the entire Jing'an Mansion. The soaring eagle seemed to cover the sky and flew in all directions!

"Second uncle!"

At this point, 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 the ancient years, gods and demons ruled the world, in the ancient years, immortals and Buddhas pursued all living beings, and after the Middle Ages, martial arts began to take place, and Lu Chen returned to the world's martial arts and opened up the road of martial arts.

Later, Bodhidharma came to the east, sorted out the no-dao, and proposed the distinction between the master and the great master. It was not until the "sloppy Taoist" was promoted to the martial arts saint that there were thirteen blood changes, the four steps of the martial arts.

But after that, for 1,400 years, the road of 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 at Montenegro in the north, he seemed to see the figure in the tiger squatting in the magic palace from a distance, and he smiled slightly:

"Just borrow the blood of this old demon's Martial Saint and sacrifice to me the 'Road to Immortals'!"