Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Cao Zhe was in it, his Taoist robe was bulging, and his body was indestructible, turning the five-meter radius into a static state.

A piece of talisman flew out of Cao Zhe's cuff.

The talisman paper imprinted with profound innocence and spirit is more like an arrow soaring straight into the sky.

Use true energy as a guide and spirit as bait.

The thick dark clouds entrenched in the sky continued to press down, and thousands of hailstones fell like arrows.

Hailstorms enveloped the entire battlefield, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers were pierced by these hailstones.

In an instant, all horses fell silent, and it seemed that there was only one figure, one scene, left on the battlefield.

retreat!

retreat!

Crazy back!

At this time, all the Mongolian soldiers retreated frantically under the mighty attack.

They thought it was the punishment of Changshengtian.

Punish them for burning, killing, looting, and even retaliatory massacres after they invaded the land of the Han people.

They came here to survive, but their actions were not just.

"Zhang Sanfeng...!" Kublai Khan stared angrily from his horseback, his beard and hair stretched out.

He wished he could rush forward and tear Cao Zhe to pieces.

It's just that he shouldn't make any more noise.

Cao Zhe, who was summoning hailstones and turned into thousands of ice arrows, was distracted and noticed the existence of Kublai Khan.

With a simple move, a flying sword made of true energy was shot out from the air, heading straight for Kublai Khan.

Chapter 84 Save him, let's talk about it in 20 years!

Cao Zhe's sword aura was majestic, without any concealment.

Therefore, after Fei Zong left, dozens of Mongolian masters flew up one after another, trying to resist in vain.

It's just that the sword energy was issued by Cao Zhe after all, and it was condensed by his supreme cultivation, so how could an idle master be able to resist it?

It's nothing more than a mantis' arm as a cart!

Kublai also hastily rode his horse, turned around and fled.

It's just that the sword energy that flew over, as if it had a spirituality, locked on him tightly and didn't let go.

No matter what kind of cover Kublai Khan found, what kind of blocking method he found, it was just doing useless work.

It was his misfortune, not his luck, that he was not killed by a single blow.

The sword current flowed through half of the battlefield, and Kublai hid behind the protection of dozens of people.

These soldiers protecting Kublai Khan must have held a Dayue soldier who had been captured before and had not been eaten.

Kublai Khan shouted loudly under the human wall: "Zhang Sanfeng! You are cruel and ruthless, but take a good look. If you want to kill me, you must kill your Han soldiers first. They..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword energy shot up into the night, and then fell straight down from the sky, piercing directly from the top of Kublai Khan's head.

The heavy corpses crashed to the ground.

The generation of heroes of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty died in this way.

As soon as Kublai Khan died, the battlefield that had been continuously defeated began to collapse across the board.

A large number of Mongolian soldiers, throwing away their helmets and armor on horseback, turned around and fled.

The city gate opened, and Dayue's soldiers rushed out, quickly clearing the Mongolian soldiers who were still fighting on the battlefield. Guns roared, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers and horses were captured.

The sound of celebrating victory has begun to spread from some corners until it spreads to the entire battlefield.

However, quite a few people focused their attention on the half-kneeling figure in the middle of the battlefield.

"Jing... Jing'er!"

"Jing'er...!" A vague voice came from the hoarse throat.

The blind old man was groping and stumbling around in the ruins of the battlefield. He was also seriously wounded. New and old wounds kept overlapping and oozing blood, but he didn't care at all.

Cao Zhe supported the old man, and said, "Don't worry! He's not Guo Jing."

"But he's also a man."

With that said, he strode towards Wang Yu.

At this moment, Wang Yu had only his last breath left.

Seeing Cao Zhe approaching, he forced a smug smile.

"Do you think you've finally figured me out?" Cao Zhe asked Wang Yu.

But Wang Yu said in a soft voice: "I'm just happy, you are not as unreliable as I imagined, I really should... trust his judgment more."

"You are so stubborn, you are going to die, and you will die once."

"When others die, they just lose their lifespan, and there is still a chance to come back. Your chance is gone... If you travel through your real body and die in this world, there will be no next time." Cao Zhe said.

Wang Yu said: "If you die, you will die! I have earned more than [-] years of life!"

"For the first 20 years, I was afraid of death, and I fought so hard to stay alive. Now I'm dying, so I'm telling you... death is a really scary thing, it's like... it's like being drowned by the tide , but unable to struggle. So... If you can not die, you must live... Cough cough."

Wang Yu started coughing up blood while talking.

Cao Zhe put his hand on his veins, frowning.

Not only is Wang Yu's body riddled with holes, but his potential has long been exhausted, leaving him an empty shell.

He is not Da Luo Immortal, how could he be saved?

"It seems that I won you once again, and even you can't save me. I'm really dead this time." Wang Yu said.

Cao Zhe sneered and said, "Don't use aggressive tactics, the poor will really have nothing to do, it's one thing to dislike you, but this time... you're quite a man."

Wang Yu coughed up blood and said, "Zhang Sanfeng... Zhang Junbao! I don't care what your real name is. Since you won once, you must keep winning in the future, and keep your absolute advantage like this forever. If you can't do it, I will will curse you..."

His voice was getting weaker and weaker.

Cao Zhe didn't talk nonsense, he transformed the five elements of zhenqi in his body, and slapped Wang Yu's body with a palm, freezing his whole body, and at the same time, protected his last breath with a burst of vinchun tree zhenqi.

"I can't save you now, wait twenty years!"

"Perhaps twenty years later, I can save your life by the way."

"If I still can't do it by then, I can only blame you for your own bad luck."

Cao Zhe said in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand, and a large number of soldiers scattered on the battlefield were summoned by him.

With one cuff, a scorching tongue of flame spewed out, and a large number of weapons melted into molten iron.

The molten iron was kneaded wantonly by Cao Zhe, and turned into a big iron coffin in an instant.

With a palm strike, the water rippled, and the iron coffin was quenched and fell to the ground.

With a sweep of the long sleeves, Wang Yu's frozen body fell into the coffin and was sealed.

The wind and snow gradually receded, and the blizzard that lasted for more than a month actually began to subside at this time.

A light gradually appeared in the sky.

Riding a fast horse, he came from the sky.

The visitor was alone, but he had a strong momentum, like a thousand troops.

It's Guo Jing!

He finally arrived.

Watching Dayue's warriors sweeping the battlefield.

Guo Jing's eyes quickly swept across the battlefield, and finally his eyes focused, and he saw the big iron coffin beside Cao Zhe.

His eye sockets shrank, and the corners of his mouth quivered for a moment.

"You saved him?" Guo Jing asked Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe shook his head: "I can't save him now, I can only find a way to catch him and wait 20 years."

Guo Jing seemed relieved, and said, "Okay! With your promise, I can rest assured."

"20 years later, please!"

Cao Zhe couldn't help complaining: "You have too much confidence in me. His current situation is only a tiny bit away from dying. The blood in his body is almost drained, and his potential is exhausted. This is different from his previous situation. It was a completely different situation when he was half dead. I honestly don't know how he managed to survive until now."

"If he had learned the "Celestial Silkworm Magic Art" created by me in advance, he might still be saved. Now... I really can't help it."

Guo Jing said: "You said it too, let's say it in 20 years. In less than ten years, you are already a true immortal in the world, invincible in the world. In 20 years...reversal of life and death may not be a problem."

Cao Zhe sighed, what did he do to make everyone misunderstand him so much?

Why would such a rational person as Guo Jing believe that he can reverse life and death in 20 years?

Killing and saving lives are two different things.

Of course, being powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, and being able to reverse life and death, and robbing people in the hands of Hades are two different things!

"Now there is one more thing, I must ask you." Guo Jing said suddenly.

"What? Pindao is not willing to listen." Cao Zhe guessed what Guo Jing was going to say, but turned around and flung his sleeves to leave.

If there were not so many Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain, Cao Zhe would have already left the ground and flew far away.

"Fight with me, I want to know how far we are."

"Also, I really want to know what will happen after being pushed out of this world." Guo Jing quickly stated his purpose.

However, these were not his original intentions for making this decision.

Chapter 85 The Battle of Boundaries

"Are you worthy of him for making this decision?" Cao Zhe asked, pointing to the big iron coffin that he made himself.

Guo Jing's expression was slightly gloomy, but then he quickly became firm: "I was hesitant at first, but there is still you in this world, isn't there?"

"With you, there will be no chaos."

"We are all passers-by. What's the difference between giving up today and giving up tomorrow? Or... so what if you don't give up?"

As he spoke, Guo Jing reported another string of phone numbers.

"If we still have a chance to return to our world, make this call and I'll treat you to a drink."

Cao Zhe said, "You can drink now."

Guo Jing shook his head with a wry smile, and pointed to the top of his head: "I think it won't allow it!"

Cao Zhe laughed loudly, but said, "What's so difficult about this?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, and a sword screamed out, piercing directly into the sky, thunder and light overflowed, and the spirit was fierce.

"Give me a face, how about allowing him seven days?" Cao Zhe asked to the wind and cloud that was rolling over his head.

Above the sky, Lei Yindazao was even more frenzied, and the tearing arc seemed to be aimed at Guo Jing, ready to fall at any time.

But in the end it didn't fall.

Even the wind and snow that continued faintly and continued to expand stopped again.

In fact, although Wang Yu bought time for Guo Jing.

But the premise is that Wang Yu dies as Guo Jing, and Guo Jing hides in the dungeon, does not take the initiative to come out, and acts as a non-existent person.

From the moment he appeared, Wang Yu's plan had already failed.

Of course, maybe... this plan was never possible to succeed.

People cannot understand the vision of heaven and earth, just like ants cannot understand human life.

From Wang Yu's point of view, there seems to be no missing plan, but in fact, mistakes have been made from the very beginning.

"Hahaha, you're so brave, you've got a good face, I didn't expect that even God would buy it if you opened your mouth." Guo Jing laughed out loud.