"Hahaha! It is worthy of being the prince of the Song Kingdom who fell into the court every day, riding a thousand, bravely crowning the three armies! Such an opponent, if I can't meet you openly and honestly, won't I regret it for the rest of my life!"

In the midst of earth-shattering laughter, a shaman priest suddenly took off his painted crown and color clothes, and turned into a burly and majestic Angzang man.

The outline of his facial features has obvious Jurchen characteristics, although his cheekbones are high, his nose is plump and powerful, his eyes are shining, shooting out a condensed light like substance, covering Gu Cheng from afar, and his black hair is hunting and hunting, like a god.

"A little agitation, but it really came out!"

Gu Cheng smiled coldly.

Feng Sheng inherited the soul of Zhang Jiaodi, only mana, no martial arts.

Then in the process of performing the Taiping Magic, in addition to the army of the Jin Kingdom, there must be a master to protect him.

Gu admitted that Wan Yanxiang, who trusted him, may not be in Kaifeng, but secretly came to the front-line army as an ambush.

Of course, a normal emperor would not do that, but Wanyan Xiangken used Feng Sheng's whimsical method of breaking the city, and he was the leader of the Heavenly Ninja Sect, how could he pac it with common sense?

At this time, Wan Yanxiang's appearance also proved his self-confidence and arrogance, since the enemy drank through the trace, he would never hide his trace.

"Emperor to Emperor, I will kill you with my own hands, and it is also a respect for the warrior!"

Wan Yanxiang was extremely strong, and as soon as the voice overflowing with evil spirit rose, the person had gone straight to the sky, and his ten fingers were gathered into fists, and he smashed down, like a god swinging a giant axe, opening up the world.

"Is God Zhaogong? It's really powerful!"

Gu Cheng's eyes lit up.

Wan Yanxiang's coercion is extremely close to Lin Xuanqing.

But closeness, after all, is not comparable.

His true qi is outspoken, majestic and domineering, gushing, and seems to be unstoppable, but because it is too strong, it is inevitable that it is deliberate, and it does not have Lin Xuanqing's natural feeling.

"God knows it, it's really not that easy! Coincidentally, you and I haven't been able to cross that moat!"

Gu Cheng thought about it, turned off the horse, and thrust the Xuantie sword into his side, his hands were as if sealed, and he was not afraid, facing the giant axe that opened the sky.

Thundered!

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and earth and stones flew like sharp arrows and crossbows, whizzing and splashing.

The shamans screamed and were shot into a hornet's nest.

At the same time, in the Flying Tiger Army, which resisted the impact of the Jin Army, several masters flashed, Hong Qi, Ouyang Feng, Ku Hui, and Likong Dharma King, all of whom were at the top of the world, and they were killing Feng Sheng.

But the Heavenly Ninja Sect also poured out, and with a scream above the ten thousand mountains, groups of master tigers pounced down, doing everything to protect Feng Sheng and support him in performing his magic skills.

The final decisive battle between the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom Martial Arts began.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, when the spider web-like cracks were constantly pressing towards Xiangyang, the smoke and dust dissipated, Gu Cheng stood proudly, as if the breeze was blowing on the hills, and he didn't care, and a look of surprise finally appeared on Wan Yanxiang's face.

From top to bottom, with the power of the situation, can't force the other party to take half a step back?

The original invincible belief was frustrated, and Gu Cheng had already pounced.

Both sides were bare-handed, and their fists touched each other, but it was earth-shattering, as if two giant spirit gods were fighting shirtless.

Wan Yan Xiang was more and more shocked, because Gu Cheng's strength was either strong and fierce, or feminine and mysterious, the two qi of yin and yang rotated, rigidity and softness were integrated, and the strength could change nine times in a row as he wanted, which was simply unguardable.

There weren't even ten faces, and Yan Xiang began to retreat.

With each exit, the footprints on the ground are of different depths.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already practiced to the peak of his divine skills, under this divine attack, I am afraid that he would have been defeated.

Of course, Wan Yanxiang has a resolute personality, never admits defeat, thunders and fights back fiercely.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

However, the next moment, Wan Yanxiang's face changed drastically, because four figures suddenly flashed out of the Flying Tiger Army and surrounded them.

Huang Shang, Wei Jinzhong, Duan Yu, Fighting Wine Monk!

Just like the lineup that besieged Lin Xuanqing back then!

Lin Xuanqing is a god, and he can't support five enemies with one, not to mention that the five people now are stronger than then!

"Feng ......"

When the surging energy came, anyone would be desperate, Wan Yanxiang was no exception, his face was distorted, but it was Feng Sheng who looked at him.

On the battlefield, there are thousands of troops, how can there be half a sentence of superfluous nonsense?

Boom, boom, boom!

In the continuous earth-shattering impact, the five figures turned into a circle of afterimages, and they were extremely swift and fiercely struck around Wan Yanxiang, each blow was reckless and vigorous.

"Your Majesty?"

The confrontation here has completely become the center, and on that side, Wanyan Zonghao, who had originally accepted the secret order and immediately led the army to retreat as soon as he found that the ground was cracked, was shocked when he heard the familiar laughter.

Are you kidding!

No matter what Gu Cheng says, he is still the crown prince of the Great Song Dynasty, and Wan Yanxiang is now the emperor of Dajin!

If he dies on the battlefield, the already turbulent Jin Kingdom will be finished, and it will inevitably fall apart!

"Escort!

As soon as possible, Wanyan Zonghao sent troops like crazy.

However, the earthquake in front of Xiangyang City affected more than one party, and the casualties on both sides were extremely heavy, and those guards finally arrived, only to feel that the thunder exploded in their ears, and the whole body was full of muscles and bones, and the eardrums were tingling, and they fell directly to the ground and screamed miserably.

Boom!

Finally, after a loud sound like a yellow bell, the four of them floated away.

Gu Cheng and Wan Yanxiang, who stayed alone in the central government.

"Why...... Didn't show up ......"

Wan Yanxiang's eyes were as angry as copper bells, and his eyes were still staring at Feng Sheng, full of disbelief in his anger.

"Strange! Strange! It is also an external force, even if the will of heaven wants His Highness to fight with Zhang Jiao, it is too much!"

At the same time, there was also a small flame, slowly rotating around Feng Sheng.

"Fire" is incomprehensible.

Refining and refining qi is a rule common to almost all worlds, but refining the gods into the law is different.

Especially the strange art of the Three Kingdoms of Xianwu, which often pushes mountains and reclaims the sea, and is used in the low-martial world, it is simply a super cheat.

How would Providence allow it?

Wan Yanxiang's hatred and the doubts of "fire" came into his heart, and between the lightning and flint, Gu Cheng slammed his palm on Wan Yanxiang's chest.

Click!

The terrifying sound of bone cracking sounded directly, and a blood arrow shot out from Wan Yanxiang's mouth.

His chest collapsed, his breath was gone, and the whole person was grabbed by Gu Cheng, and his majestic body was raised high.

"The Golden Emperor is finished, the corpse is here, who will fight again!"

"Your Majesty!!"

When the sound rumbled and spread throughout the battlefield, Wanyan Zonghao roared violently, and his heart sank to the bottom.

It's over!

The Jin army was already killed by Gu Cheng and the Flying Tiger Army, one in and one out, and the morale dropped greatly, at this time, Wan Yanxiang was killed in public, and the dragons were leaderless, which was a fatal blow!

What can turn the tide? By the shaman priest who pretends to be a god?

As an iron-blooded general on the battlefield, I don't believe in that!

"Who finished talking about Yan Xiang, is the emperor of Dajin? The traitor ambushed him, it is God bless me Dajin, the sons of the Jurchens, follow me to break through Xiangyang City, and set foot on the Central Plains!"

However, at this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the mountain.

I am familiar because a few months ago, this voice still belonged to the supreme ruler of the Jin country, with the title of Tianxian and the sole ruler of the world, and it was a supreme honor for the generals in the field to be summoned by him.

The strangeness is because the voice has not been heard for a long time, since that night there was a raging fire, the royal family suffered heavy casualties, that person was ousted from the throne, like a lost dog fled, the throne has been sidelined!

Finished!

As soon as Yan Xiang died, Wan Yan Jing actually returned as a king!

Wanyan Zonghao and other generals could only hear his voice, but Gu Cheng and other masters could see it clearly-

On the top of the ten thousand mountains, the skinny Wan Yanxiang was being held in the hands of a grassland man riding on a giant wolf.

He obviously doesn't know martial arts, but he seems to have deep internal strength, and his voice rumbles throughout the audience.

"Long live Your Majesty!

Wanyan Zonghao woke up like a dream, and immediately took the lead in chanting.

Dajin must have an emperor in order to revive his morale, not to mention that Wan Yan Jing is the rightful Emperor of Jin.

He couldn't see that behind Wan Yanjing, there were teams of cavalry gathered, silently gathering momentum.

The courage and fierceness that came and went like the wind, plundering all directions, were also possessed by the Jurchen clan in the past.

However, with the passage of time, the Jurchens were dissatisfied with 10,000 and invincible, and it had long become a joke, and the steppe nomadism was on the rise, and it was about to show unprecedented glory.

"The praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch in the back is really Mongolia!"

"I see, from the very beginning, Feng Sheng's purpose was not to let Jin destroy the Song Dynasty, but to destroy the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom!

"And my appearance has made Mongolia no longer have a chance to rise smoothly, but it is the behavior of Zhang Jiao's remnant soul that conforms to the will of heaven and is favored by heaven!

Gu Cheng smiled, and a sense of excitement rose in his heart to meet his opponent, and he slapped his palm on the back of Yan Xiang's heart, injecting an extremely pure Taoist true qi.

"Is the king back? Don't be too happy! You two Golden Emperors, decide the victory or defeat by yourself!"

When the words fell, Wan Yanxiang's corpse was shocked, and he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long howl.

At this moment, Feng Sheng, who was in the backhand and the ground cracked, burying thousands of Song and Jin soldiers, finally showed surprise in his eyes, and his face changed.

Upheaval.

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