I have a sword that can sway the heavens

Originally determined to die, a fairy flew out with a roar of sword energy, and instantly harvested the Mongolian soldiers holding their scimitars behind them, and rushed towards the Mongolian army formation. They gained the hope of life.

Huang Rong stared at that figure in a daze. She never thought that there would be such a hero in the world, who would shine like a celestial being.Even brother Jing was overshadowed by that figure.

In the camp of the Mongolian Chinese Army, point the general on the stage.

Holding the golden knife in his hand, Meng Ge watched the figure rushing towards the army formation, and the stream of light brought a rain of blood all over the sky. He frowned and said, "The gods have treated the Central Plains so kindly, and let the Central Plains Wulin produce such a fairy-like figure!"

Beside Meng Ge, the veteran Borshu replied with a solemn expression, "My lord, don't underestimate this man. This man was dubbed the Sword Immortal by the Central Plains Wulin, and he was No. 1 in the Central Plains Wulin. under his sword."

Brother Meng nodded, "Of course this king will not underestimate that sword fairy. If you dare to lead the crowd to attack the army, even if he is not a fairy, the world will regard him as a fairy from now on. Call me three thousand guards and line up Build a wall."

"This king doesn't believe that he can penetrate the army formation!"

Following Meng Ge's order, the most elite army in the Mongolian army stood in front of the general.

These soldiers, each with iron helmets and armor, held their spears high, and built a city wall of flesh and blood in front of Meng Ge.

There was nothing else in Lear's eyes. He only had Meng Ge on the stage, the third emperor of the Yuan Empire.

Nine streaks of light formed an ice-blue horse, followed by Lear, piercing through the flesh and blood of countless Mongolian soldiers.

Puff after puff of blood mist exploded, and countless soldiers fell in a pool of blood, without their bodies.

Behind him, dozens of heroes followed closely, bathed in blood, shouting and killing loudly.

Lear was dressed in white, piercing through the formation like an awl.

Xiao Longnv was a little behind, swung Pishuijian with sword energy, and beheaded the Mongolian soldiers who wanted to interfere with Lear.

The rest of the heroes slashed and killed with all their might, forgetting what they were doing, and they had only one belief in their hearts, to follow the sword fairy to kill the enemy commander, and cut down the commander's flag.

Soon, Lear reached a place not far from the General's Terrace.

In front of them was an army with iron helmets all over their bodies. The soldiers of this army raised their spears and faced Lear directly, without flinching in their eyes.

In the dantian, the yin and yang Taiji diagram rotates.

The true essence flowed, and the nine streamers danced more cheerfully and lively.

The mountains and rivers are broken!

The wind is blowing!

People do not talk about life!

The world is poisoned!

What is wrong with the common people?

Shanhe Yongzhen!

The sword turns the world!

The white clothes were stained with blood, Lear waved his hand, and the wind blew violently.

The power of the sword was overwhelming, and nine streams of light connected in series, turning into a shocking sword, and slashed towards the army in front.

A sword sighs and the mountains and rivers are broken.

The second sword caused a strong wind.

Three Swords sympathized with the difficulty of life for the common people.

Four swords hate the world for being poisoned.

Five swords questioned the heaven, why are the people innocent?

The six swords crushed the broken mountains and rivers.

Seven Swords wants to turn the world around and restore peace to the world.

With every sword strike, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers were cut down and blood flowed across the oars.

The Seven Swords fell, and there were not many of Meng Ge's three thousand guards left.

Lear finally realized the seven ways of life.

The seven styles of the common people shocked everyone.

"This is the Sword Immortal's Heaven-reaching swordsmanship!"

Behind Lear, dozens of heroes looked dumbfounded. Surrounded by the enemy army, they opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time.

"Longevity is God, is this a Han Chinese god?"

"The son of the prairie is even weaker than thin paper under his sword. Aren't we going to die when we go up?"

Countless Mongolian soldiers were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they held up their scimitars, trembling physically and mentally.

Lear stepped forward, his blood-stained white clothes fluttering, and walked towards the Dianjiang platform.

Even though his white clothes were stained with blood, it did not hide his transcendent charm.

At this moment, no Mongolian soldiers dared to step forward to stop them.

Lear stepped onto the platform.

Beside Meng Ge, several generals finally came to their senses.

The veteran Borshu swallowed dryly, and roared, "Protect the prince, son of Changshengtian is not afraid of death!"

"Protect the king!"

"The son of Changshengtian is not afraid of death!"

Several Mongolian generals swung their knives and rushed towards Lear.

Lear didn't raise his eyelids, he waved his hands and sleeves, the stream of light shot out, and several generals exploded, turning into bloody clouds.

Meng Ge shrank his pupils sharply, forced himself to calm down, applauded and laughed, "As expected of a sword fairy, the world said that you have superb sword skills, and it is not an exaggeration at all. Central Plains martial arts praised you as No. 1 in the world, but No. 1 in the world is not enough to praise swords Immortal, according to this king, 500 years forward and 500 years later, there will be no sword fairy-like characters in the world."

"Are you finished?"

Lear looked up.

Meng Ge shook his head and smiled at Lier, "Sword Immortal should understand, even if you kill Xiaowang, so what? Temujin unified all the tribes in the grassland, and destroyed the Kingdom of Jin. Now the general trend of Mongolia has been established, killing Xiaowang Easy, the Sword Immortal could kill millions of Changsheng Tianerlang?"

"The imperial court of the Southern Song Dynasty was corrupt, and its demise was determined by God."

"How can there be an eternal dynasty in the world? The reincarnation of the heavens and the change of dynasties are just the natural laws of historical development. It is God's will that the Mongols took the Song Dynasty. Doesn't the Sword Immortal not understand this truth?"

"Today, the Sword Immortal can turn the tide and save the city of Xiangyang, but can the Sword Immortal save the corrupt Southern Song court?"

"The general trend of heaven, people are irreversible!"

Li Er shook his head, looked at Brother Meng, and said with a smile, "You Mongolian knows a lot, but Li wants to go against the general trend and borrow another 200 years from the sky to continue the state for Zhao Song."

"Let's go."

Lear flicked his sleeves, and Meng Ge, the future third emperor of the Great Yuan, exploded into blood mist.

On the side, Xin Han slashed at Shuaiqi with a sword, and shouted loudly, "Brother Meng is dead, why don't you surrender?"

Dozens of heroes were soaked in blood, their blood was agitated, and they shouted, "Brother Meng is dead, don't surrender yet!"

"Mongo is dead!"

"Mongo is dead!"

The shouts shook the sky, and countless Mongolian soldiers were stunned.

Bang!

The scimitar fell to the ground, and a Mongolian soldier turned around and fled, "The prince is dead! Longevity is in the sky, and the Han people have gods. If we can't win, I want to go home!"

The army was defeated like a mountain.

In the army, once there is one deserter, there will be a second and a third immediately.

On the city wall of Xiangyang, Guo Jing waved his fist fiercely, walked towards Lu Wenhuan quickly, and said excitedly, "General Lu, please open the city gate. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we defeat the [-] Mongolian army in one fell swoop, Mongolia will definitely lose its vitality. Inside, Xiangyang is worry-free!"

Lu Wenhuan woke up from the shock, held up the jade dragon sword, and shouted, "Open the city gate, all the soldiers will leave the city, and chase the defeated army!"

Chapter 68 Capture Lear

Outside Xiangyang City, the blood is still wet.

In Xiangyang City, there was a lot of voices and the crowd cheered.

Won!

Mongolia has retreated!

Everyone was shouting a name, Sword Fairy Lear.

In this battle, if the Sword Immortal had not been born to save the sky, Xiangyang City might have been destroyed.

Guo Mansion.

Guo Jing was in high spirits, and got drunk with the heroes.

Huang Rong looked at her husband's high-spirited appearance, and she couldn't help but smile with tears in her eyes.

For more than ten years, she had never seen brother Jing laugh so heartily.

With a big belly, Huang Rong walked up to Lear and said, "Sword Immortal, little girl Huang Rong toasts you!"

Lear was a little surprised.

Huang Rong smiled without explaining.

Lier picked up the wine glass, drained it, and said with a smile, "Guangzhu Huang is pregnant, so it's better not to drink."

Huang Rong shook her head, picked up the wine glass, ignored the persuasion, and poured the wine down her throat.

Jing Tong was drunk and spat all over the place. It's rare that no one refuted him today, let alone called him Jing Manzi.

The Jiang Hu people who failed to follow Lear out of the city looked at Jing Tong and the others with unconcealed envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Qiu Chuji also walked up to Lear and made a toast to Lear.

Lu Wenhuan sent a battle report to Lin'an at high speed. This time, it was a great victory.

Since the Mongol invasion, the imperial court has never had such a victory.

The sword fairy Lear tried his best to save the sky, and the head of the enemy general was captured from the [-] troops. This news spread quickly, and the whole world was boiling.

Lin'an, the imperial city.

In the Golden Luan Hall, Song Lizong Zhao Yun looked at Lu Wenhuan's battle report with deep worry in his eyes.

Zhao Yun was emaciated, with sunken eye sockets, and his energy was a little sluggish. He said to the ministers, "Xiangyang City has been defended, but the sword fairy Lier also killed Brother Meng. What do you think?"

"Your Majesty, Meng Ge is the eldest son of Tuo Lei, the eldest grandson of Temujin, and the prince of Mongolia. Meng Ge died outside Xiangyang City. I am afraid that Mongolia will not let it go. It will definitely raise an army to invade the border again. By then, the Song Dynasty will be in danger! "

At the Golden Luan Hall, Prime Minister Jia Sidao was the first to stand out, worried.

Immediately afterwards, another civil servant came out and said, "Your Majesty, that sword fairy Lear is a reckless person who doesn't understand state affairs. He killed Brother Meng. The people in the world are very happy, but it also brought great disasters to my Song Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty, the Mongolian envoy has arrived and wants us to give an explanation."

"I suggest that the sword fairy Lear be captured and handed over to Mongolia to appease Mongolia's anger."

"My minister agrees!"

"The minister also agrees!"

There was an uproar in the Golden Luan Hall.

"Your Majesty, this matter is inappropriate! The Mongols invaded the land of the Great Song Dynasty. The sword fairy Lear defeated the Mongolian prince and defeated the Mongolian army. This is a meritorious deed. You don't want to reward me, but want to arrest the sword fairy to calm the anger of Mongolia. Don't let the people of the world feel cold?"

"I believe that His Majesty should issue an imperial decree to reward Lear and designate him as the Sword Immortal of Protecting the Country. Only in this way can we gather people's hearts and strengthen the determination of the frontline soldiers to fight against Mongolia."

Wen Tianxiang, the champion of the new division, came out. He looked around at the officials, and his frail body erupted with righteousness, which made the officials of the court dare not look directly at him.

"Wen Lushan, that sword fairy Lear is a reckless man who doesn't understand state affairs. Why are you so confused? The Mongolian army is in full swing and its iron hoofs are invincible. What can we use to contend with Mongolia? Only by making friends with Mongolia can Lin'an be safe. Your Majesty can have no worries, so the people of the world can have no worries."

"Mongol aliens, what they want is food and cloth. The Song Dynasty is rich, and food and cloth are given to Mongolia! Capture Lear, calm Mongolia's anger, and save the people of the world from suffering from swords and soldiers. Don't you understand this truth?"

Prime Minister Jia Sidao scolded Wen Tianxiang, his voice was deafening.

Wen Tianxiang was thin and weak. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Jia, what if Mongolia is food and cloth? What they want is my land in the Great Song Dynasty! Let's take a step back, and Mongolia will take a step forward. If I seek peace, sooner or later, the Great Song Dynasty will perish!"

"Sword Fairy Lear has meritorious service, but the princes of the court want to arrest him to calm Mongolia's anger. How does this make the people of the world think of His Majesty, and how does Mongolia think of Great Song?"

"What is the crime of Sword Immortal Lear? Your Majesty wants to repeat Yue Wumu's unnecessary crimes and be nailed to the pillar of shame in history?"