"As expected of General Beigan Zhengxi, who defeated the Later Jin Dynasty in Jinyang, and the Consort with the Golden Sword."
Yuan Dongyuan only felt a burning sensation in his heart. Although the Tantric Mahamudra was powerful, it was not enough to compete with Guo Jing's power.
Without Xiangyang's restraining spirit, Guo Jing's martial arts progress is even better than in the original work.
At this time, Guo Jing had gradually integrated the upper and lower volumes of Jiuyin and even the general outline of Sanskrit.
Zhou Botong studied the upper and lower volumes but did not have the general outline; Hong Qigong and Master Yideng studied the general outline but did not study the upper and lower volumes; Huang Yaoshi did not want to learn the scriptures although he had them in his possession.
Apart from the founder, Huang Shang, a former scholar of the Song Dynasty, Guo Jing is the only person who has practiced Jiuyin in its entirety.
Wang Beibei also wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Although his Seven Injury Fist and Five Flooding Palms were both extremely powerful, they were still new to the cave, so they were still not enough against Guo Jing.
"It seems that I still have to take action! Jie Jie Jie!"
This laughter made the Dali Temple policeman who was actively defending burst out laughing.
The field staff of Dali Temple all went to the Dali Temple Criminal Law Academy for further training. They have received strict training and generally will not laugh unless they can't help it.
The person who comes is the kind of situation that makes them unable to bear it.
Wearing a gray robe, he dared not see anyone, his voice was hoarse and gloomy, his smile was "Jie Jie Jie", and he kept saying "I am here".
You can’t go wrong with the standard Jianghu storybook villain!
The man in gray robe could sense that the temperament of the people present at Dali Temple had changed with the naked eye, and most of them seemed to be suppressing laughter.
Is this reasonable in such a serious situation? !
The man in gray robe looked at his clothes up and down. Well, he didn't wear his clothes inside out, and he didn't wear his middle coat outside.
But why are all the eyes of the people in Dali Temple focused on him? !
But the man in gray robe didn't think much about it, maybe this was the aura! After all, he is a master of the Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth Realm!
When Wang Beibei and Yuan Dongyuan saw the gray-robed man appearing, they slowly backed away. Although they didn't know the identity of the gray-robed man, they were certain that he was indeed a standard master of the Heavenly and Earthly Realm.
Seeing this, Yao Yue suddenly stopped her hand, but she had been paddling.
With her character, it is naturally impossible for her to work for the prince. The two parties are just a cooperation, and the prince has what he wants.
The young man Zongheng fell next to Guo Jing after he was no longer restrained by Yao Yue.
The gray-robed man in front of them was not something they and their brothers could handle.
In this person, Gai Nie felt something similar to Master Guiguzi's Qi, which was as vast and unfathomable as the abyss. He must be in the realm of Dharma, Heaven and Earth.
Guo Jing's expression was solemn. He gradually mastered all the martial arts and steadily improved. If he were a master in the Dongxuan realm, he thought he could handle it. Even if it was difficult to win, he could still remain undefeated in a short period of time. But the person who came was obviously It's not that simple.
"Let me see how much the world-famous Guo Daxia and the contemporary successor of the Zongheng Sword Sect weigh!"
Before he finished speaking, the visitor pushed out a palm with his right hand.
I saw a faint red light gleaming on the palm of this man's hand, and he blasted out with a palm, powerful, majestic, and unstoppable!
However, Guo Jing also has a palm, and he has regrets.
This is the first move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it is also the move that Guo Jing is best at.
The essence of his palm technique is not the word 'overcome' but the word 'regret'. The force exerted when striking out is ten points, but the force left on one's own body is still twenty points.
At the first push, the palm force seems to be understated, but when it encounters resistance, it can add thirteen levels of stamina in an instant. It's like an aged wine, not spicy on the palate, but extremely mellow in its aftertaste.
Hong Guang collided with the light dragon shot by Guo Jing. There seemed to be no suspense. The light dragon was defeated and Hong Guang continued to move forward.
But just when the man in gray robe thought that Guo Jing was nothing more than that and was vulnerable to a single blow.
The light dragon that was about to be defeated suddenly exerted force, like dark waves in the sea and undercurrents in the river, one after another, endless.
This is Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, which combine hardness and softness and can be used as desired.
Thirteen consecutive blows of force actually broke through the gray-robed man's bloody palm.
"Oh?! It's interesting!"
The man in gray robe obviously did not expect that his palm would be broken by Guo Jing's Dragon Subduing Palm.
Of course, Guo Jing also felt uncomfortable. The ground where he stood was pressed five inches deep into the bluestone floor tiles by the palms of both sides, but the bluestone floor tiles did not crack.
The skill of the man in gray robe is really unbelievable.
Just as the two sides were facing each other, the young man Zongheng on the side also took action!
Gai Nie's green frost stood up in front of him, and the power of his sword continued to accumulate.
Wei Zhuang's shark tooth sword was raised horizontally, and the sword energy surrounded his body.
The moment the gray-robed man's palm came close, the two of them struck one after another.
The first one to attack was Wei Zhuang, which stretched across all directions with its majestic sword energy. The sword energy on the shark's teeth kept slashing at the gray-robed man's body, weakening his body-protecting power.
When Wei Zhuang's sword energy was approaching, Gai Nie, who was ready to attack, also moved, and the Qingshuang sword shot out like a thunderbolt.
Guigu's vertical sword is the highest, and the flying sword is flying in a hundred steps!
Its power is like a comet striking the moon and a white rainbow penetrating the sun.
This sword is as good as Ye Gucheng's flying immortal!
Gai Nie moved with the sword, and just when Qingshuang was about to pass over the gray-robed man's throat, the sword came out in front of the gray-robed man.
As soon as the sword in his left hand was unsheathed, a domineering and evil sword aura filled his body.
After Wei Zhuang's shark teeth were forged, they were called demon swords. They were extremely murderous, but compared to the gray-robed man's sword, they were dwarfed.
"Keng!"
Qing Shuang's indomitable sword movement was blocked.
However, the gray-robed man's hand trembled slightly, and the sword's power and intent were clearly beyond his estimation.
The real energy was shaken, and Gai Nie, whose sword power had been exhausted, was knocked away.
"The young people today are amazing!"
Immediately, the sword in his hand made a strange chirping sound, exuding bloodlust.
He is longing for blood. Compared to the blood of ordinary people, this sword prefers to drink the blood of strong martial arts masters.
He doesn't care about Guigu Zongheng, if it is Zhang Sanfeng, he will still be afraid of three points. Guiguzi is not worthy!
The man in gray robe moved his sword together, and the vitality of heaven and earth immediately moved, suppressing the entire audience.
Even Wang Beibei and Yuan Dongyuan, who were in the same lineup, felt slightly suffocated. Although there was nothing unusual about Yaoyue, a vortex of true energy appeared around her body, constantly resolving the pressure from the gray-robed man.
As for Guo Jing and the Zongheng duo who were at the center of the sword force, they were under unimaginable pressure from the sword.
Zong and Heng were almost breathless under the pressure of such sword intent.
Youngster Zongheng's martial arts was inferior to that of Liu Wangshu back then, but the gray-robed man's martial arts was superior to that of Wu Longshou Na Luo Sua Po Meni.
But even in the sword's will, Guo Jing still stood in front of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang.
These two young men didn't deserve to die like this!
Just when the man in gray robe drew his sword, a dragon roar sounded again from Dali Temple.
Different from Guo Jing's dragon subduing palm power, this dragon's roar goes straight into people's hearts and moves them.
Accompanied by the dragon's roar was a large gray gun.
The gun and sword intersected, the sword was pulled back into the hand of the man in gray robe, and the gun was inserted into the ground diagonally.
An old voice sounded.
"In the prime of life, banners support thousands of people, and brocades suddenly ride across the river.
Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. "
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Outside the Daming Palace, the leading troops of the Siyong Battalion who came to support collapsed at the first touch.
The predecessors of Yaowu Camp and Fenwu Camp mentioned by Yang Qingyuan were Youlongqi and Tabaiying. The power exerted by these soldiers and horses in Yang Qingyuan's hands was not simply one plus one.
Even if the main force of the Siyong Battalion is present, they may not be able to survive for a while in front of Yang Qingyuan.
Yang Guo, who was flanking Siyong Camp and Changlin Army, moved as soon as he discovered that their formations were scattered.
"The enemy's formation is in chaos, follow me to attack!"
Under Yang Qingyuan's guidance, Yang Guo's grasp of the battle situation reached a level that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The Siyong Battalion had low morale and no fighting spirit because Yang Qingyuan personally led the troops.
At that time, the flank was attacked by Yang Guo, and they no longer had any fighting spirit, and the formation was completely collapsed.
Although the deputy commander of the Changlin Army tried to reverse the decline, it had no effect at all.
The soldiers either laid down their weapons and surrendered, or fled in all directions.
"Maogong! Send people to collect the defeated troops and maintain law and order in the divine capital!"
"yes!"
Even at this time, Yang Qingyuan did not want these defeated troops to attack and disturb the common people in the capital city.
The homes of the powerful have guards and are not afraid of these small groups of defeated soldiers, but the homes of ordinary people do not have this ability.
Yang Qingyuan himself led his troops to the imperial city of Daming Palace.
Above the imperial city, Changsun Fuji had been ordered to come here. Zhu Zhankun still had a glimmer of hope and asked Changsun Fuji to persuade Zhou's troops to surrender.
After all, he was the legitimate emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, and Changsun Fuji was not involved in the case of Yu Yanyi's unjust murder. Maybe some soldiers could switch sides and slow down Yang Qingyuan's attack.
Changsun Fuji had been in officialdom for many years, and he was good at cultivating his Qi. He suppressed the fear in his heart when faced with murderous intent. The situation in the Ming Palace was like this, and he was the second assistant in the cabinet. When the first assistant Li Hongyi could not come, he had to step in!
Changsun Fuji took a deep breath and spoke under the parapet of the imperial city: "I, Sun Fuji, chief scholar of Wenhuadian University, where is Yang Qingyuan? Please come out and answer!"
Yang Qingyuan was riding a yellow horse, hidden in the darkness. Changsun Fuji's voice came from far above the imperial city. Cao Xueyang, the Marquis of Pingyang and the deputy governor of the Longwu Army, reminded softly: "Marquis Yang, it seems that Zhu Zhankun wants to negotiate terms."
Cao Xueyang's actions on the other side made him shake his head. Zhu Zhankun seemed to be unclear about Yang Qingyuan's performance in the battle of Jinyang. Whether facing Monk Wanyan Chen or Nur Haq, Yang Qingyuan always boosted his morale and then attacked directly. He never Who talks to anyone before a battle? !
If you can solve it yourself, no need to say more!
Yang Qingyuan also sighed softly when he heard Chang Sun Fuji's voice on the city wall. There was no public or private grudge between him and Changsun Fuji. On the contrary, Changsun Fuji was kind to him in teaching government affairs.
If he hesitated at this moment, he would not be responsible for Yan Yi's sacrifice.
Wearing a black outfit and a black cloak, Yang Qingyuan seemed to be hiding in the darkness.
His face was still expressionless, but the perseverance and determination in his eyes were obvious.
"attack!"
Two words, which can be regarded as an answer to Changsun Auxiliary Machine's question.
Upon seeing this, Changsun Fuji also knew that there was no room for negotiation between the two sides and retreated from the city wall.
"Fire the arrow!"
Under the command of the lieutenant colonel, the Tianji city-breaking crossbow slowly raised its head, but this time the target was the imperial city of Zhou Dynasty.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
More than ten Tianji crossbow guns were inserted into the gate of Daming Palace.
Even the palace gate of Daming Palace cannot stop the continuous attacks of Tianji's crossbow gun.
Just when the Changlin Army and Jin Yiwei in the imperial city were preparing to block the palace gate, a small group of troops suddenly rushed out and killed the Changlin Army who had come to block the palace gate.
The right arms of these people are all wrapped with a piece of white silk cloth.
The leader was the Deputy Lieutenant of the City Gate of the Imperial Guards of the Daming Palace, and before he was incorporated into the Imperial Guards, he had been the captain of the Dragon Riders.
Under the operation of a group of soldiers, the Tianji city-breaking crossbow had been loaded and was waiting for the second occurrence. At this moment, the door of the Daming Palace slowly opened.
The leader made a military salute towards the center of the military formation.
"Last general, the Tiance Army's dragon cavalry team is Zhao Xianwei. See Yang Hou!"
The first warriors in Yaowu camp saw this scene and immediately rushed towards the city gate. After seeing clearly the white silk on the right arms of these people, the leading team said, "Password,"
"Follow heaven and rectify the law!"
After confirming that he was one of his own, he felt relieved and patted Zhao Xianwei on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work, brother!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the open door of Daming Palace and dismounted.
"Follow me to the palace!"
…
Tonight, at this time, all eyes in the divine capital are focused on the Daming Palace. Hundreds of officials, nobles, and the royal family were all at a high place, watching the battle in front of the Daming Palace!
At this time, people such as Cheng Qingsong, Qian Muqian, Zhu Wuwu, Xu Miaoyun, Feng Qian, etc., seeing the fire in the Daming Palace, can draw a clear conclusion: the Daming Palace City is broken!
Yang Qingyuan is indeed a famous general in the world. From the battle between the two armies to the fire in the Daming Palace, it was only half an hour. He first defeated the Siyong Camp and then broke through the gate of the Daming Palace. What kind of combat power and military strategy is this? !
The destruction of the Ming Palace does not actually mean that Yang Qingyuan's coup has been successful, but Zhu Zhankun must be in big trouble!
In the Fenwu camp, eight thousand troops entered the Daming Palace, and then, led by a young eunuch who led the way, they marched straight in and headed towards the imperial study.
This is one of the back-ups left by Emperor Taizongwen.
The remaining Changlin Army and Jinyiwei faded away like the tide. He ran away and retreated all over the Daming Palace, only hating that his parents were missing two legs.
Yang Qingyuan, surrounded by a group of generals, stepped into the Daming Palace, the highest palace of power in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then headed towards the imperial study.
Compared to the excitement of the generals around him, Yang Qingyuan just moved forward silently, walking his way!
But the emotions in his heart at this moment were surging like a wave!
"Qingyuan, the stability of the North lies with you and Xun Huan. Please be sure to find the lost grains. If you need my old man's help, just ask!"
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"Your Majesty, there is sufficient evidence in Li Shou's case. What Yang Shaoqing said makes sense. Zhou Mingsheng should be executed! Confront law enforcement and silence witnesses in broad daylight. This trend cannot be encouraged!"
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"This Zhanlu Sword is a divine weapon in the world... and the above few cannot be regarded as the real owners of this sword! Qingyuan, I think you are the master of the Zhanlu Sword!"
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"This way, I feel relieved! I only wish to clear my origins, and never forget the four words I asked my heart at that time, to establish my mind for the heaven and earth, and to establish the destiny of the people. I will carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints and create peace for all generations!"
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"By the way! Keep this Lin Talisman. If you mobilize Tiance's army to defeat Mohe and relieve the siege of Jinyang, it will indeed be a great achievement, but it is also a private deployment of troops! If anyone knows about it, it will be a serious crime. With this thing here, The prince was speechless."
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"Qingyuan! I have nothing to offer, but my aura of righteousness is of some use... At this time, I have nothing left but one word for you!"
"Please help me! Qingyuan!"
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Scenes of Yu Yanyi in Wuying Hall, Yu Yanyi in Hanyuan Hall, Yu Yanyi in Xihu Yue Temple, Yu Yanyi in Jinyang City, and the time when he got along with this teacher emerged one after another in front of Yang Qingyuan. Yu Yanyi was finally fixed in prison.
For the sake of my teacher and for the world!
Yang Qingyuan's steps became more determined!
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The man in gray robe saw clearly the appearance of the person who came. He was an old man wearing a scribe's robe.
"Lao Xin?!"
A head catcher on the side revealed the identity of the visitor.
The person who came was Lao Xin, the head of the Tianzhi Division, a man who still remains from the original Dali Temple and is older than Yang Qingyuan.
It's just that unlike his usual rickety body, Lao Xin's posture at this moment is upright, as relaxed as the snow.
Lao Xin slowly walked to the big gray gun in the eyes of everyone. The moment Lao Xin held the big gun in his withered right hand, countless cracks appeared on the gun body.
Then the gray color fell off one by one, and the snow-white gun body appeared in front of everyone.
Those with good night vision can clearly see the connection between the gun blade and the gun body, with three small characters engraved on it - Breaking the Formation.
The man in gray robe looked at the old man in scribe's robe in front of him with some doubts. There was no trace of true energy flowing on this man's body, but he did feel threatened.
However, masters in the realm of Fa Tianxiang and Earth will not appear out of thin air. Not to mention famous masters such as Lang Fanyun and Li Taibai, even masters hidden in the dark have traces to follow. For example, Gongzi Yu inherited the methods of the former Qin Dynasty and the Yin and Yang family, Sun En's roots were from Huang Tiandao, a branch of the Taoist sect, and the demon monk Naluo'er Suo Pomei of Tianzhu studied Zidahuo Maitreya Dharma Qing.
But the man in gray robe had never heard of the person in front of him.
But it doesn’t matter. Maybe you will know its origin if you try it!
The evil sword in the hand of the man in gray robe struck towards Lao Xin with an evil cry and a streak of bloody sword light.
Lao Xin immediately tightened his grip on Po Zhen, and his whole body momentum changed drastically. In the eyes of everyone, he was like Mount Tai, standing tall against the sky, and then surrounded by white light.
It is not the true essence of a warrior, but the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism.
"Give it to me, break it!"
Lao Xin clenched his fist for a while, and the man in gray robe felt that Lao Xin's blood was boiling, and his spine was like a dragon.
Take a bow and draw a spear, and the spear comes out like a dragon!
It was just a simple shot, but the power of this shot surpassed any gun technique the gray-robed man had ever heard of.
Neither Yang Ning, the Heavenly Spear, nor Li Ruohai, the evil spirit, could pierce this heaven-and-earth awe-inspiring shot.
The light of the gray-robed man's blood sword was dim, as if he had been severely injured.
Looking at Lao Xin, the man in gray robe frowned, "Who are you?!"
The broken ball in Lao Xin's palm trembled, "My name is not worth mentioning, but I once served as a civil servant."
(End of chapter)
