Along the way, he also rode a horse first, and the more he thought about it, the more he was angry, looking at Gu Cheng in front of him, his eyes showed hideousness.

He was willing to let this great tomorrow leave, and he felt that he had given in to the extreme, but he didn't expect this person to be unrelenting, thinking that dragging the Warat army would save the remnants of the Ming Dynasty from defeating?

As soon as night falls, he orders the army to return and kill one of them!

If all the ministers of civil and military affairs are captured, it is necessary to see who threatened whom at that time!

"King Jingshun, come!

The poisonous plan was turning in his heart, and Gu Cheng in front of him stretched out his hand to beckon, like a dog.

"What does Your Majesty command?"

also tried his best to endure it first, patted his horse forward, and just put on a smile, Gu Cheng's words were like a basin of cold water poured on his head: "Who are you afraid of assassination, so you went to practice that Dafa outside the Divine Wandering Thing?"

"You!"

He was also shocked, his face distorted, and soon his voice was low: "Your Majesty is aware of everything, there are people who want to be unfavorable to the minister!"

Gu Cheng nodded casually: "Let's hear it!"

He was also the de facto Khan of Mongolia, and he held the power alone, and the Golden Family was turned into a puppet by him, so there was really no need to cultivate the Dafa outside the Divine Wandering Object.

In other words, even if he is insatiable and thinks that Dafa outside the Divine Wandering Thing is a miraculous skill, and if he doesn't practice it, he doesn't need to dress ordinarily, be secretly protected by his henchmen, and hide behind the army.

This is obviously not to guard against the Ming army, Gu Cheng speculated that this person was probably avoiding the assassination of some strong person, so he was cautious and walked on thin ice.

At this time, Gu Cheng rode his horse, and his face changed first, and he hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Your Majesty knows a little about the four major forces in the rivers and lakes?"

In the world of high martial arts, the forces of the rivers and lakes can basically compete with the imperial court, which is reflected in the legend of the Son of Heaven in the past dynasties, Gu Chengchu just arrived, and naturally shook his head: "I grew up in the deep palace, this is the first time to drive a personal expedition, I don't know what the four major forces are." ”

"It's really the first time you've left the palace?"

I was also skeptical.

Judging from the previous decisions, this young son of heaven is indeed a fool who is indifferent to the world and is self-serving, but when he really encounters the crisis of destruction, he shows great wisdom and bravery, which is beyond the reach of countless emperors.

With such a complex image, Ling Yexian couldn't understand it, and his heart was inexplicably in awe, and he replied: "The four major forces are the Tianxiahui, the Wushuang City, the Wentian Alliance and the War God Temple, which are located in the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions, the Arctic Plateau, the Thirteen Islands in the East China Sea and the Swamps in the Southern Frontier!"

"I see!"

Gu Cheng bowed slightly, and his eyes were full of brilliance: "So, is Wushuang City asking for your life?"

"The peerless city lord Dugu is just a person who deceives the world and steals his name, even if it is a sword saint, it can't withstand the hundreds of thousands of troops under his command, not to mention that he has long been able to escape from the world, I'm afraid he will soon become a billet of loess!"

also shook his head and sneered first, full of confidence.

Gu Cheng looked at him with a strange look in his eyes.

Since the Great Sui World was sent into the immeasurable inheritance of Maha at that time, in this fusion world, it is normal for characters to appear in the wind and clouds, and in the wind and clouds, everyone knows that the old-timers in the two states can't be messed with-

Dying Juggernaut!

A nameless power!

"If it weren't for the shrinkage of Wushuang City in recent years, it would have been wiped out by the aggressive world!"

And the courage is commendable, Ye Xian, obviously does not put Wushuang City in his eyes, but when he mentions the World Meeting, his tone has stagnated slightly, revealing fear.

"The world will be!"

Gu Cheng's eyes moved.

This ambitious name represents the most charismatic villain in the storm, the ambition of wanting to dominate the world.

If you look at the plot of the whole storm, Xiongba's strength is definitely not very good due to his early appearance, but in this fusion world, there is the protection of luck and fate, and how strong is Xiongba at his peak?

Jin Lin is not a thing in the pool, a dragon that changes when it encounters wind and clouds!

Gu Cheng was really looking forward to it, and asked, "Who is going to kill you?"

He was silent for a while, his face was cloudy, and he refused to answer.

Gu Cheng smiled: "It's a pity that you put the cart before the horse, the Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill has cultivated to the realm of the Six-in-One Body, which is enough to dominate the party, if you reach the blood divine power, the world is so big, you can also go!"

"I didn't expect Your Majesty to have such a deep understanding of my Mongolian martial arts!"

also contracted his pupils first, and suddenly stretched out his arms, and two thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, held them in the palm of his hand, turned into thunderbolts, and stabbed towards Gu Cheng: "That is the case, the minister is brave, please give your majesty a lesson or two!"

The sudden offensive not only showed the great power of the Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill, but also wanted to really explore the reality of this young genius.

If you can win, when you reach the grassland, you will inevitably take it down and torture it fiercely, if you lose, then the previous deflated is also normal, and you are convinced.

This is what the Mongols have always thought, the law of the jungle is the strong, the winner is king, simple and rude.

"Accurate!"

Gu Cheng bowed his head, five fingers and one finger, and the divine dragon meandered out, flashing with lightning and thunder, it was actually a thunder dragon, heading towards the thunder god power.

This is the Eight Heavenly Dragon Canon, this royal mastery can recruit the protection of the dragon, eight can be the actual eight dragons, can also be the imaginary number of the eight directions.

The Plains King of the Xianwu Han Dynasty condensed the eight actual divine dragons, the red dragon, the white dragon, the purple dragon, the green dragon, the dragon,

At this time, the two of them rode their horses, waving their hands in a dashing manner, there was no tension on the surface, but there were dark clouds rolling overhead, and the lightning was free, containing a terrible thunder of destruction.

Boom! Boom!

The thunder light turned thousands, the loud noises were stacked, and the thunder and thunder dragon were filled with infinite power, colliding and shattering.

The Varat warriors retreated, looking awe-struck.

This is the world of high martial arts, pointing directly to the rules of heaven and earth, causing wind, thunder, water and fire, and every gesture has a great destructive force that shakes the heavens and the earth.

Between the rabbit and the falcon, the two collided no less than a hundred times, the thunder dragon dissipated, and the thunder god power was also exhausted.

Gu Cheng raised his hand, the wind dragon condensed, coming and going with the wind, and it was even more imaginative, and it was difficult to find the trajectory.

Whew, whew!

For a moment, the wind howled, the air shook wildly, like a magic sound, and the Warat warriors showed a look of pain, and retreated again, and there was no one within a radius of several miles.

Whoa!

Soon the sound of water came, and the two of them made their own strange moves, fighting all the way, and they had arrived at the small river that was once regarded as a life-saving straw by the Ming army.

He also looked at the water first, simply got up, and threw himself towards the river, waiting until his feet touched the surface of the water, and his arms were together.

The hurricane swept in all directions, thunder appeared in the depths of the sea of clouds, at this moment the wind god power and thunder god power combined into the power of wind and thunder, and then took the river as the terrain, the water god power stirred up the wild waves in the sky, and under the rolling of the water waves, it was actually a huge water giant, with both arms raised the weight of ten thousand jun, and blasted towards Gu Cheng with lightning speed.

"Not bad!"

Gu Cheng nodded in praise, there was no hard connection, everyone was the same, and it flashed out several miles away in an instant.

"Haha! This is the power of my immortal heaven!"

Finally gained the upper hand, and also let out a sharp laugh, standing on the surface of the river, arms raised, ten fingers grasped, for a while as if the sky was in the grip, indispensable.

However, the Warat warriors who were watching the battle from afar were very excited at first, raising their arms and shouting wildly, and suddenly they stiffened and looked straight up.

was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back, and saw a black dragon that reached through the sky and the earth, and at some point appeared behind him, probed the dragon's claws, and closed the water giant in the center.

In strong contrast, the originally huge and friendless water giant actually looked small and exquisite.

The next moment, Gu Cheng's five fingers were clenched, and the well-behaved and cute water giant was pinched into a splash by the black dragon.

Syllable!

......

......

"Garbage! a bunch of garbage!"

At the same time, the eight paths of Taihang are closed.

A mysterious man shrouded in a black cloak looked at him like lightning, and took the distant wind and thunder into his eyes, and let out a low angry curse.

Airplanes!

Under the influence of his evil thoughts, a malevolent and hideous weapon came out from under his cloak.

It was a serrated scimitar, burning with golden-red flames all over, with a strange blade, consisting of thirty raised sharp serrations.

On the first twenty-seven sawtooth paths, there was a fierce soul full of vicious resentment, but only the last three were very quiet and fell silent.

The mysterious man stroked the scimitar and said with pity: "Emperor hate, Emperor hate, I know you have been hungry for a long, long time, but fortunately, there are only the murderous souls of the last three emperors, I will definitely feed you...... The civil fort game is not over yet!"