"Is this the realm of divine transformation?"
Unexpectedly, Fang Xuan felt the "Divine Transformation Point" in his mind, and knew that he had entered the last realm of the physical body, Divine Transformation!
The next step up is the secret realm of supernatural powers, where one transcends mortals and truly enters the immortal path. At the same time, one's status is greatly improved and one becomes a true disciple.
With that kind of status, even an emperor who rules billions of people in the secular world must be polite.
With a flick of his right hand, a violent air flow roared like sword energy, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard instantly fell to the ground, as if they were being crushed.
He clenched his right hand into a fist, and a faint sonic boom exploded in his palm.
"The power of twenty horses is such a powerful physical strength." Fang Xuan said ecstatically.
You must know that the limit of power that can be achieved in the physical realm is the power of ten horses, and not only has he broken through the limit, but it has been doubled. If extraordinary power is not taken into account, just relying on strength can surpass the masters of the first level of the magical power and secret realm. Over move.
Under the secret realm of magical power, one can suppress it with just one hand, making it invincible.
He raised his head and glanced south, with a sneer on his lips.
boom!
He bent his legs and exerted force on his ten toes. As the ground cracked, Fang Xuan's whole body shot into the void like a rocket.
"Guo Jing, Your Majesty has decreed to hand over Fang Xuan, please don't make the mistake." Eunuch Wang Xin said in a sinister voice.
Guo Jing cupped his hands and said, "Angel has misunderstood. Mr. Fang has left Xiangyang, and I don't know where he is going."
"That's enough, Guo Jing, you really think our family is easy to fool. This is His Majesty's decree. Do you dare to resist it?"
Guo Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "Master Fang has made contributions to the Song Dynasty. Is this how the imperial court treats people who have made contributions?"
"Our family has no say in whether justice is fair or not. Your Majesty has the final say. As a citizen of the Song Dynasty, you should serve the imperial court. Killing one person and surviving ten thousand people can be considered his credit. The people of the world will thank him." Wang Xin said sternly. .
"Excuse me, I don't think so..."
Boom~
A figure descended from the sky and landed on the top of the city, looking down at the tens of thousands of troops outside the city.
"Tsk, tsk, you really think highly of me. There are tens of thousands of troops. I just don't know if they are enough to kill."
Guo Jing was shocked: "Brother Fang, why are you...hey!"
Wang Xin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you Fang Xuan? Yes, His Majesty has a decree. Come with me to the capital!"
"Damn eunuch."
"You...what did you say?"
Wang Xin was so angry that he trembled all over, pointed at Guo Jing and said sternly: "Guo Jing, capture this traitor for me, or we will file a complaint in front of His Majesty."
Guo Jing was too lazy to pay attention to the eunuch Wang Xin who was like a clown, and sighed: "Brother Fang, why are you doing this?"
"Guo Daxia, I am very optimistic about you. A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. Starting from you, the word "xia" has risen to a new level. If the weak Song Dynasty can be protected, then withdraw. If not, then withdraw. Don't play with the city. It's not worth it to die in the city."
Fang Xuan also lamented Guo Jing's ending. Xiangyang fell and Guo Jing and Huang Rong were martyred.
"Also, I had to let you fight before. Do you want to see my true strength?"
After speaking, he jumped up and jumped down from the city wall dozens of feet high.
In mid-air, the punch came out like a cannon, and one punch blasted out of the air.
Boom!
From the point where the fist came into contact, a huge white air wave spread from point to point, and a huge sonic boom resounded throughout Xiangyang City.
The air wave was like sword energy, and the soil on the ground was scraped three feet out of thin air wherever it passed, and the bodies of the soldiers within the range instantly collapsed, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
With one punch, thousands of soldiers exploded on the spot and turned into flesh. The eunuch Wang Xin, who was still arrogant just now, has turned into blood and merged with the ground. It is not known which piece is his.
The scene in front of him made Guo Jing stunned. He never imagined that human power could achieve this.
The power of a punch is so terrifying.
"Haha, so refreshing!" Fang Xuan laughed.
This is extraordinary power.
Controlling the life and death of others is like a demon in the world.
"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms."
Ang Ang Ang... Ang Ang Ang... Ang Ang Ang...
With one palm strike, eighteen divine dragons spurted out from Fang Xuan's palm. Each one was dozens of feet in size, with dragon horns, dragon scales and dragon claws clearly visible.
Flying all over the sky, looking up to the sky and chanting wildly, the place it passes is like plowing, and the earth is churning.
When the dragon disappeared, there was no sign of an army in sight.
Guo Jing could no longer hide the shock in his heart.
Is this the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that I have been practicing for most of my life?
Are you...are you kidding me?
Even if you say you have magical powers, you won't be able to pass it.
With a thought in his mind, a black mist rose under his feet and carried Fang Xuan flying towards the southeast.
"Guo Jing, take good care of Zhang Jing, I'm going to go! Haha."
Looking at Fang Xuan's back flying away on black clouds, Guo Jing said in horror: "God? Brother Fang is a god?"
But when he lowered his head and saw the rich plasma under the city wall, he fell silent again.
demon?
…
"If there is something to do, we will start, and if there is nothing to do, we will retreat." Zhao Yun, Lizong of the Song Dynasty, who was already in his 50s, yawned.
Although he is over 50 years old, he drank and had fun with the concubines in the harem and courtesans outside the palace until midnight yesterday. Naturally, he felt extremely sleepy when he got up early in the morning. He yawned continuously from the moment he sat on the dragon chair.
Inviting prostitutes into the palace is just a trivial matter for Emperor Lizong Zhao Yun of the Song Dynasty. The three thousand beauties in the harem can no longer satisfy him. Who knows about the civil and military officials of the dynasty?
"Your Majesty, I..."
Boom~
The roar spread into the hall, and everyone was stunned. Zhao Yun frowned and asked: "What happened outside the hall?"
Boom~
Another roar sounded, the entire Xuande Hall shook a little, and bursts of screams came from outside the hall.
Zhao Yun stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Come here, go check what's going on outside."
Boom~
The entire main entrance of Xuande Hall exploded instantly, and the soldiers guarding the left and right sides, as well as the officials near the gate, were thrown away.
Tap tap tap~
Fang Xuan, dressed in feathers, stepped into it.
"Guard you and protect you."
After hearing the news, the palace guards came and surrounded Fang Xuan with spears in hand.
With a thought, the pale skeleton flew out from the palm, surrounded by black mist, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the guards everywhere they passed turned into thick water.
Such a strange and mysterious scene naturally made these pampered scholar-bureaucrats feel fear, screamed repeatedly, and even made them incontinent. The Xuande Palace, which had always been magnificent, was filled with the smell of urine.
"Monster, monster."
"Ghost, ghost!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Even Zhao Yun, the king of that country, was trembling, looking at Fang Xuan surrounded by black mist and skulls flying around him with great fear.
"Are you Emperor Zhao Yun?"
The emperor in front of him was wearing a red dragon robe. He was in his fifties, with a skinny face, black eye circles, and blue lips. At first glance, he looked like he had been drained by alcohol and sex.
I was also deeply impressed by this emperor Fang Xuan. In the early stage, he was inspiring to rejuvenate, but in the later stage, he was addicted to wine and sex.
Of course, there have been many such emperors throughout history, but he was the only one who was dug out of the grave after death and had his head made into a drinking vessel.
What a role model!
"I...I am Zhao Yun, dare I ask the immortal...the name of the immortal?" Zhao Yun said tremblingly.
"You don't recognize me anymore?"
"Forehead?"
"I am Fang Xuan."
"Fang...Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan."
Zhao Yun suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and his face turned as pale as gold paper.
"It seems you have remembered it."
"I...I..."
Fang Xuan smacked the air, and the wind from his palm struck, and Zhao Yun, who was still with me, was directly smacked into a pulp.
He glanced coldly at the ministers around him and said in a loud voice: "Another emperor, I will be watching you."
In a flash of light and shadow, Fang Xuan's figure disappeared.
It took a while before someone got up from the ground.
Three days later, Emperor Zhao Yun died of a "sudden illness" and the temple was named Lizong. Since he had no children, his nephew Zhao Yu ascended the throne as emperor.
At the same time, Guo Jing was made the general and Zhang Jing was made the princess.
The Mongolian-Song War continued.
