Chen Shou is a historian, wearing a scholar's crown and a scholar's robe, but he follows the side of the prince, recording his life and what happens in the world from his perspective.

Today is destined to be an important day, he may witness the birth of the most glorious and brave scene of this dynasty, so three days in advance, others hurriedly prepared for war, but he bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and meditated.

At dawn, he sat on a slightly higher place outside the west gate of the capital.

The sky was not too good, but the west gate had been opened, and King Shenwu did not ride a horse, but was wearing a black armor and dragged Fang Tian's halberd to the battlefield.

Chen Shou suddenly felt surging at this time, the picture of walking alone to thousands of troops and horses was too exciting, he wished that he was a painter, he hurriedly picked up the pen and depicted this scene, but after all, he still made up his mind, opened the slightly yellowed book, and wrote the first line of words under the blank Xia Guangben, the king of Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In 318 Zhou, in early summer, King Shenwu came as promised, one person and one halberd, and the emperor's eldest son Hua was gambling at the time.

Then he put down his pen, because this kind of record of the book only needs to be added a word later.

It's nothing more than a win, or a defeat.

Several tiger generals of the Western army were not convinced, and they were eager to try, and soon, in the eyes of this historian, there were several black horses, yellow-maned horses, rushing away with various heavy weapons one after another.

These tiger generals are all front-runners in the army, and they have really fought with the dog giants outside the Saiwai, and their strength is very strong.

So the historian stared at it, and he was also full of curiosity about the Shenwu King wrapped in a mythical color.

The horse's hooves were in a hurry, and heavy weapons such as horse lances and the roar of the charging tiger generals walked towards the standing Shenwu King, who was wearing heavy armor and horses were wrapped in heavy armor.

The historian thought that this Divine Martial King should rely on his extraordinary speed to give way, and then counterattack.

Anyway, he can be regarded as well-informed, and has seen many battles, whether it is a major event in the rivers and lakes, or a heads-up on the battlefield.

Even if it wasn't what he guessed, it shouldn't be much different.

However, what he saw was completely different from what he expected, the black-armored Shenwu King chuckled, and directly greeted the sprinting heavy-armored horse, halberd out, and faced the horse lance that was in high speed with the sprint.

Duang！

Immediately, the general flew out upside down, and the war horse on the battlefield was frightened crazy, raised its hooves, and then ran away frantically.

Several times in succession, there was no enemy under the halberd.

When he was thinking about it, three more people pounced, and three high-headed horses cooperated with the three people, and slowly rotated around the Great Zhou Shenwu King like a marquee.

But Xia Guang didn't move.

The battle was about to break out, and the three tiger generals who cooperated with the infernal tiger generals had already attacked, with extremely fast speed and tricky angles.

The Divine Martial King Fang Tian's painting halberd also danced, and the speed was also very fast.

For a while, the sound of clanging was endless, and on the battlefield, the four of them were in a ball, almost becoming an afterimage.

The soldiers shouted and cheered for the three tiger generals.

The soldiers at the head of the city also waved their fists to cheer for their own Shenwu King.

But this posture didn't last long, King Shenwu seemed to feel bored, the speed suddenly increased, Fang Tian's halberd clicked a few times, it was smashed down the weapons in the hands of the three people, it seemed that just now he was just interested in the combined attack technique of the three people, so he just made two moves.

The halberd propped up on the ground, and the ground seemed to shake a few times.

The power of one person has reached such a level.

It is the Western Army, seeing that this Great Zhou Shenwu King is so powerful, if it is on the battlefield, it is the real god of war, and the soldiers like to follow such a general to rush and kill.

Without him, invincible, cool.

I'm not afraid of life or death, but such an invincible general ...

For a while, the atmosphere changed a little.

Fortunately, at this time, two people stepped out of the Western army, one left and one right, and the left was a barefoot monk, every step he took, the golden Buddha light on his body was a little richer, and when he was halfway there, he even made people have the urge to bow and worship.

The one on the right is the shirtless upper body, the giant man with black unicorn armor on the joints, and a pair of iron fists are also wearing weird black unicorn bracers, and the two black beads on the bracers seem to be really like the eyes of the divine beast, deep and difficult to look at, and the momentum around him is becoming more and more terrifying, giving people the feeling that they are diametrically opposed to the monks, making people want to flee immediately.

The two people with diametrically opposite temperaments suddenly galloped.

The golden meteor, the black death star, with the power of purifying the world and destroying the world, attacked the Shenwu King in the center.

The wind and clouds of heaven and earth seem to change color suddenly, and the original gloom is accumulated like iron ash, and the wind suddenly rises, and the iron ash turns into a quagmire yellow in an instant, like the end of the world.

"Amitabha. ”

"Die!"

A mercy, a rage.

It was these two people, and the entire battlefield was silent.

More than 100,000 soldiers, generals, and even the historian Chen Shou's mind was extremely shocked, and his heart was beating wildly, just like a fragile and small person saw the real immortal Buddha and devil, not the same life level, so he trembled and couldn't help but kneel.

Many of the weak-willed kneeled down on the spot.

Mortals are so fragile.

Except for him.

Rumble!

The halberd fell to the ground, Xia Guang clenched his fists, and a breath of grief and anger that belonged to human beings alone, the aura of desperation, and even the aura of loneliness suddenly turned into an indescribable meaning covering his fists.

Punch for fist.

The human fist, against the fist of the Yang Demon, against the fist of Zena, it seems that even the space is torn.

Indescribable ink, golden light turned into circles and quickly dispersed.

It was half dark and half bright that Shenwu King, like a god and a demon.

Finally, the rain fell in the sky.

The torrential rain poured down, washing the billowing red dust.

The three figures between the people sat in the rain in a terrifying battle, one after another deep pits were constantly generated, and the Buddha's light was resounding in Sanskrit, and the occasional startling scene was the fight between the man in black armor and the monk, or the strong man.

But it was only a brief picture, but it immediately returned to an afterimage that could not be seen clearly, drowning in the vast light and shadow!

"Amitabha, the donor goes against the trend, blasphemy moment, the Buddha is also angry, go away. ”

In the voice of compassion, a golden light like a falling heavenly river fell with a bang, and even the rain evaporated in this golden light and turned into a dense mist.

"Why are you doing this!!"

There was another angry shout, and the fist cracked the ground.

The Western army only felt that the picture was like a battle between gods and Buddhas, and Zhang Yanren was also stunned, and hurriedly said: "Retreat three hundred meters, not one thousand meters!"

"Happy, happy!"

In his voice, Xia Guanghaha's laughter was heard.

The Western armies suddenly sensed the gap between them.

Historian Chen Shou stared at this scene, and before retreating, he added a sentence after Xia Guangbenji, the Shenwu King of the Great Zhou Dynasty: Shenwu King fought a different monk and a wrestler, like a god and a demon, and the people of the time called him the first tyrant, the king of the world, and it was really true.