Since ancient times, the most important thing for the army is to be noble and fast, and to have a heart or not.

If anyone can grasp the most accurate information at the first time, and can grasp the fleeting opportunity to attack the enemy to death, he will naturally be the world's first-class military god and immortal.

And in this world, although there are still more things that are not very scientific such as martial arts, they can make people as light as swallows and infinitely powerful.

Those peerless martial arts have been cultivated to the limit, stepping on the snow without a trace, crossing the river with a reed, breaking a giant tree with a thick human waist with one palm, and shattering a thousand-pound boulder with one punch.

But this is also the limit of "martial arts", those martial arts people will be chased by people when they are more than the county level when they are fighting with hundreds of people, and they dare not easily involve the edge, and even have to retreat.

And if it comes to the battle of the county town of 1,000 people, the army of 10,000 people fighting each other, or even the battle of national fortune between countries, the role that those martial arts people can play will plummet.

Even if someone wants to play, it is estimated that a collective attack by any army can directly trample them into a mess of flesh.

Therefore, for those martial arts masters, their own martial arts are actually intersecting and parallel to the country, the army, and the officialdom.

Although there are martial artists who may straddle two lines, or even more "lines", for most martial arts people, there is no need for them to communicate with each other at all.

It's not that you don't want to, it's that you can't

After all, for those martial arts masters, they can only do some hard work at most in spying on intelligence, assassinating high-level officials, and harassing them in battle, as for more...... It doesn't make sense at all.

Warriors are also human beings, and they also want to eat, drink, and Lazar, and if they are hit by an ordinary person, they will also die.

So in this world, even with the addition of these fundamentally unscientific martial arts, the two armies are theoretically the safest distance...... Twenty miles is enough.

So in some ways, although that Qin Zuoxiang is the best of the best and the scum of the scum, no one can blame him in terms of ability.

These days, you just want to eat a piece of, but if you don't have the ability, it is estimated that you won't even be able to catch the heat!

But all this has no meaning at all for Guo Xiaotian.

The practice of "Nine Yin Zhengjing" has reached his realm, flying in the air, his body is like a god, pulling out Mount Tai to surpass the North Sea, a distance of only twenty miles, just a blink of an eye.

When the restrictions of region, environment, weather, etc., can no longer be regarded as a precondition for restricting speed. The world is going to change from the bottom up, from the very basic, to the grandest.

"So... The first thing is to change this war. ”

It was like a brilliant meteor piercing the sky, even though the sun was shining and the sky was bright.

But at this moment, in the Song soldiers' military camp 20 miles away from Xiangyang, there were still countless Song soldiers who looked up and saw the pale gray meteor shooting towards their camp.

What an awe-inspiring majesty, even in their eyes, this meteor was still far away in the sky, but its brilliance was obscure, and it seemed that the great terror contained in it was directed at their huge military camp.

For a while, I don't know how many Song soldiers only felt two tremors under their feet, and they were weak and unable to hold themselves.

"Look, look! See! What is that? Shooting stars? Or an extraterrestrial meteorite? ”

"Hurry, hurry... Hurry up and report to General Han, Qin Xiangye, there is a vision in the sky, I am afraid there is an ominous omen! ”

Countless strange and indescribable noises sounded one after another in this huge joint venture, as if they were in chaos.

In just a split second, the 100,000-strong army here almost showed signs of direct mutiny!

The power of heaven and earth is like a god like a demon, and it is terrifying.

Especially when such a "power of heaven and earth" is coming towards itself, even more so!

But suddenly, the pale gray meteor came to an abrupt halt less than a hundred feet above their barracks.

The archers in the army, the scouts fixed their eyes, and they were extremely horrified to see that meteor, which turned out to be a figure wearing the Great Song Dynasty standard armor.

The figure stood above the sky, and the outside of its body seemed to be wrapped in layers of pale gray and dead air, and it was impossible to see what it looked like.

Only the slightly old three-strand steel fork in his hand, and the brilliant "cloak" that spread out from behind his shoulders and pulled out several feet long on this heavenly dome, were so bright and conspicuous!

"It shouldn't have been. You are Han... You should have your own different future... You should also have your own family, your own family...... But if I want to live and break the thoughts of this Song Court, then you will have to die here.

All the fruits of your sins are mine, and if you have a grudge, a hate, or a curse, it will all fall on me. I, Guo Xiaotian, didn't have a word, and I followed it together! ”

In the past, the Qin State killed the god Bai Qi, why did he kill the 300,000 troops of the Zhao State in one fell swoop?

His reason is the reason why Guo Xiaotian wants to do it now.

If he couldn't use the most vicious and brutal means to cut off the vitality of Song Ting and Jin Guo in one fell swoop, it would only give them endless and untimely thoughts.

People's desires can't be spied on, and he doesn't have so many thoughts, and he has a lot of trouble with the high-ranking people of the two imperial courts in these matters. Then they will wear down their minds in various ways, decay their IQ, pull themselves into the same level as them, and be defeated by their rich experience!

Simply...... Flip the table!

Even though there are all kinds of sins, all kinds of curses, he is burdened with what can he do!

It seems that the soldiers in this huge barracks can hear Guo Xiaotian's voice, and they don't seem to hear it, but for him, it doesn't make sense at all at this moment!

"Come on, come and listen to the drums of the unnamed chaos!"

Guo Xiaotian clenched his left hand into a fist, as if he regarded the void in front of him as a drum surface, and then slammed it down!

"Nine Yin?? Cautionary drums! ”

In the Nine Yin Canon he studied, such a mythical story was recorded.

In the depths of the Infinite Void, Asa, the giant god of creation, holds endless feasts in a vast palace.

In this feast, beautiful flame dancers dressed in green gauze dancers dance, giant gods as big as the sun and stars chant songs, and countless ancient gods of the old days who cannot be described in their bodies are playing.

And this giant god of Asa is stroking the flute with one hand and vibrating the drum with the other, accompaniment to this endless feast, providing endless accompaniment in this banquet.

Guo Xiaotian's sonic hammer method is derived from the great artistic conception of the giant god Asa shaking the giant drum in his hand, and using this big drum sound that resounded throughout the universe to warn the world and make people lose their way and return.

It's a pity that when the sound of the flute of the giant god of Asa sounds, it is said that it is like a blue sea with endless tides, which can make countless primeval gods in the chaotic void sea, and the gods of the old days dance together and bow their heads to their ears, which is a peerless miracle that is difficult to find in the world.

But Guo Xiaotian's Jiuyin canon was not included in it, and he didn't know if the flute sound of the blue sea in this world had been inherited.

"Boom!"

Since the powerful power of Guo Xiaotian's fist surged from the clouds, from the sky, the clear azure seemed to be violently shaken by a huge palm, and it made a sonic boom-like explosion.

The huge and poignant drums, carrying the terrible power of the sky collapsing, fell towards the entire barracks!

"Knock Knock ......"

The formless but tangible, terrifying sound of the drum, falling from the sky, can return all the physical objects in its path.

The torrent poured from every tiny pore into every part of the barracks, expanding at high speed along the gaps, large and small, empty and empty.

In this high-speed current, the air in the high-frequency air flow can vibrate tens of thousands of times per nanosecond, and all the creatures who are only exposed to this sound will have their muscles stripped from their bones in one moment, and the rest will be shattered in the next instant.

A huge barracks, with tens of thousands of soldiers, was meaningless just the moment the first sound of the drum fell down the barracks.

With just one punch, Guo Xiaotian turned everything here into hell...

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