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"Today, the poor Daoist wants to make three major oaths. The first oath drives away the Tartars. If foreign enemies come, our monks should walk with a sword and do not hesitate to fight. They have practiced martial arts for many years. They are used at this time. The second oath is to suppress the mountains and rivers. There are criminals who commit crimes, commit crimes and commit crimes, and use force to show off fierceness. My monks should hold the sword and walk without regret. Three vows to calm the demons, contentment and happiness, meditation and hard work, not to be moved by fame and fortune, not to be moved by common things Be evil."

"Everyone who makes such an oath is a disciple of the poor Daoist, under the sect of Zhenwu, how dare you?"

Cao Zhe's move is to cast a soul for Wudang sect in one fell swoop.

His transformation of the world has continued.

But he only has 30 years... Now he only has more than [-] years. If he leaves, Wudang, who is out of control, can't possibly become a behemoth that bullies the world?

Therefore, when foreign enemies attacked the pass, Cao Zhe returned to Wudang Mountain, but he wanted to take all the elites of Wudang to the frontier battlefield.

With a trial of blood and fire, let them cast the soul of 'Zhenwu'.

"I dare!" All the Taoists shouted in unison.

At the same time, he recited the three oaths made by Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe laughed loudly, and threw himself under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, holding the sword in his hand, and raised it high.

"Everyone! Carry your sword!"

"Go down the mountain!"

"As my teacher, I will take you to ride the wind and the wind, soar through the clouds and ride the fog! Fly across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in one day, sword town and foreign humiliation, Wuding mountains and rivers! When the mountains and rivers are safe, I will be on this Wudang Mountain as my teacher, to catch the dew for you, and raise a glass to celebrate! "Cao Zhe said, the cloud and mist all over the mountain seemed to be attracted by Cao Zhe, and surrounded all the Taoists in the hall, and then the wind blew past. Under the gaze of Emperor Zhenwu, all the Taoists rushed Flying into the sky, under the leadership of Cao Zhe, he flew towards the border.

At the same time, Wang Yu, who disguised himself as Guo Jing in the border area, was already under the siege of the monks, and it became more and more difficult to sustain.

Those people in the rivers and lakes who are near the border and come to help, want to support once they jump off the city wall.

It will be suppressed by a large number of bows and arrows and gun shooting.

But he gave his life for nothing.

The guards in the city are not allowed to leave the city without orders.

Before Wang Yu left, he had explained that no matter what the outcome of this battle was, the garrison should fight steadily, quickly replace new forts, build high-rise walls, and prevent the enemy from rushing into the pass by digging tunnels and bombing the walls.

As long as you fight fiercely with these Mongols and prolong the battle time, the longer the time, the better it will be for Dayue.

They must not be allowed in.

Once they broke into the customs, burned, killed and looted, and obtained a large amount of combat materials and food supplements, these Mongols would show their barbarism and destroy civilization.

Dayue's 20 years of stability, the advancement and advantages it has developed will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

On the battlefield, Long Yin expressed his sorrow.

Although Wang Yu already had the determination to die, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms he pushed in his hands imitated Guo Jing's seven-point charm, but it was not Guo Jing after all.

Under the siege, not only was he injured by arrows, but he was hit by fists and palms many times, and the injuries in his body were in a mess.

If it hadn't been for Cao Zhe cutting the hair and washing the marrow for him earlier, making his muscles and bones far stronger than ordinary people, he would have been unable to support him.

Even so, the defeat is set.

Pfft...!

Wang Yu vomited blood and staggered, surrounded by the corpses of more than a dozen bald monks and Mongolian masters.

The broken arrow pierced into his chest, abdomen and back, damaging his internal organs.

Lei Guang lingered in Wang Yu's palm in harmony with the dragon's chant. The subduing dragon's palm force, which had been receiving and sending out, seemed restrained but actually swelled and expanded to an extremely terrifying level.

With such a huge palm strength, holding on to the palm for every second will cause great harm to oneself.

Although the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have a way to release force, Wang Yu doesn't use it.

Now that he has taken Guo Jing's name, he will never weaken his prestige.

He can die!

But never lose!

Roar……!

The palms were opened, and the dragon roared violently.

Another trick is to fight the dragon in the wild.

This palm is the cruelest and most dangerous palm among the eighteen palms.

Abandoned all defense, only to attack.

Both the left arm and the right palm can be real or not, they are not sticking to one pattern, but they are actually offensive.

Huge palm strength, constantly lingering between the hands.

It turned out to be on the spot, constantly receiving palm force and superimposing force.

While superimposing the palm force, Wang Yu's internal organs were also continuously injured.

Suddenly, the five flywheels broke through the wind and snow and rowed towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu opened his palm and pushed with both arms.

The furious tornado rushed out with wind and snow, and collided with the five flywheels in mid-air.

The violent explosion seemed to break the sky in an instant.

Two 'eminent monks' who used to be of the Tianzi generation in Shaolin flew out from left and right, and landed on Wang Yu's chest and back one by one.

A rolling current flows.

Yin Wulei erupted, forcing the two bald monks back.

Wang Yu turned around, pushed with both palms together, and clapped with two palms again.

Then he forcibly caught the force of the previous palm and turned back.

The blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was no longer congestion, but mixed with the scraps of internal organs.

Although he is going to die!

At this moment, it is Emperor Wu of Dayue!

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, bento is invincible!

Chapter 83 Before the King's Death

There was another roaring dragon roar.

During the thunder explosion, several bald men and several Mongolian masters who were besieging them were all shaken away in unison.

At the same time, two arrows pierced through the wind and snow, piercing Wang Yu's throat and heart.

The timing of these two arrows was too coincidental.

It was the time when Wang Yu's old power had been shed and new power was not born.

One of the arrows was blocked by Wang Yu's arm, but the other arrow pierced straight into his heart and passed through his chest.

Wang Yu took two steps back, his body froze.

But just when everyone thought that he was dead, he stood up straight again, opened and closed his arms, and commanded the wind and thunder with his palms. Before he even raised his palms, his whole body was surrounded by dragon shadows and dragon scales.

At this time, if Cao Zhe is present, use appraisal technique on Wang Yu.

You must be able to see that Wang Yu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are moving from proficiency to transformation state, and are switching back and forth between transformation state and ultimate peak.

Although the realm is unstable, the power displayed is absolutely tyrannical.

Boom, boom, boom...!

The cold wind was howling, but someone lit a torch on the city wall and beat the military drum to encourage Wang Yu and declare his prestige.

"The general will die in a hundred battles, and the fierce horse will return with a dead body. Today I sacrifice myself to protect my home, and my wife and children at home will not forget...!" On the top of the city, many soldiers held guns and knives, facing the Mongolian soldiers who stormed the city wall. Resist, while singing loudly, die generously.

Sometimes three or five Mongolian soldiers rushed to the top of the wall, and they could not be repelled by spears and bayonets. Then some soldiers threw their lives away and threw several Mongolian soldiers off the city wall together, rolled into the wind and snow, and fell to pieces. mud.

"The swords and soldiers are put into the rotten warehouse, the horses are released into the deep grassy mountains, you don't want to look at your father and mother, and your son returns home." The singing gradually became powerful, and the wind and snow gradually became like mountains and rivers.

Without cannons, the soldiers fought close to each other with knives and halberds.

Without bullets, he used the long gun in his hand as a club, hitting his head and hitting him to death.

The light of the sword, the light of the sword, and the feathered arrows flying from a distance all fell on Wang Yu who was fighting dozens of masters alone.

The Mongols knew that the 'Guo Jing' who was besieged by them was the soul of many Dayue soldiers on the city wall.

Only by killing 'Guo Jing', cutting off his head and erecting it on the flagpole, will it be possible to disintegrate the fighting spirit of those Dayue soldiers and capture this difficult city wall.

However, 'Guo Jing' is simply too difficult to kill!

Whenever everyone thought that he would fall down and never stand up again.

He can always stand up again with a tenacious will.

Then brazenly launched a violent attack.

again and again!

Wang Yu, although he doesn't have Guo Jing's boldness and Cao Zhe's talent, but in the 20 years that life is worse than death, he has developed a will to never give up.

His tenacious willpower has surpassed life and death in a sense.

At this moment, he wants to burn out the last ray of light in his life.

Boom...!

The sky suddenly rippled violently.

It seems that God is irritated and is warning something.

In the next second, a huge sword carrying thunder light fell from the sky like a mountain.

It fell straight into the formation of the Mongolian army, and at the same time swept towards the Mongolian masters and members of the skinheads who besieged Wang Yu.

Cao Zhe... finally came!

One sword can crush the entire army, and one person can block a million divisions.

Kublai Khan stood on a high cliff in the distance on horseback, looking at Cao Zhe's figure descending like a god, feeling a little sore in his eyes.

"Who is that?" When Kublai Khan asked this question, he already knew who it was.

Tian Ming, who was beside Kublai Khan, said, "Khan! That's Zhang Sanfeng from the Wudang sect! Of course...he used to be just a little monk from my Shaolin."

Kublai Khan said: "So he spread his wings and soared high, and Shaolin couldn't tolerate him at all."

"If he is willing, I can regard him as a master, treat him with the highest etiquette, and even support him with the resources of the whole country..."

"As long as he can help me sweep the countries and dominate the world!"

Tianming's eyes showed strong jealousy, but he still said: "Then you can try it."

Kublai Khan's inner strength was equally strong. Standing on the cliff, he shouted in the direction of Cao Zhe: "Master Zhang! We entered the pass just to survive. The fate of the Han people is fate, so is the fate of our Mongols not fate?"

"You are a true immortal outside the world, you shouldn't walk in the mundane world. I, Dayuan, would like to respect you as a celestial venerable. Wudang Mountain is a holy mountain in the world. Even if the king comes, I will immediately get off the sedan chair."

"So, are you willing to retreat?"

When Cao Zhe heard this, he just asked back, "Why did you massacre the city?"

Kublai Khan still wanted to argue, but Cao Zhe was impatient: "It's useless to talk too much, all Taoists! Draw your sword... save the country and the sky!"

"Yes! Headmaster!" Many voices resounded, and a large number of Taoists cast cloud ladders, fell from the clouds, and then fought with the Mongolian masters.

At the same time, almost all the artillery in the Mongolian army were aimed at Cao Zhe.

With one order, all the artillery fired together.

At the same time, a golden figure rolled out from the blizzard, ignoring the bombardment of the artillery, and entangled towards Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe raised his hand and used the identification technique, and he knew who it was.

No phase, body 98, strength 96, internal strength 36, skills: golden bell cover 86 levels (extreme), powerful vajra palm (transformation), strong vajra fingers (transformation), strong vajra legs (transformation), dragon elephant prajna ( Ten weights), Gengu 81, Comprehension [-], Remarks: Kill him, smash him!

As soon as he opened his mouth, Cao Zhe spit out an invincible sword energy.

The sword energy swept across Wuxiang's body, and a loud trembling sound came out, Wuxiang flew upside down, and the artillery fire hit the indestructible body of King Kong, which was unable to break through the defense, but it was covered with dense swords at this time. mark.

Cao Zhe spat out his sword, he was not decapitated, but his body was already strong.

It's just this distraction, so many artillery fires have already fallen on Cao Zhe and his surroundings.

The explosion that roared like a landslide, all bloomed together.