CHAPTER IX

When the terrifying power erupted with the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, the earth shook, the air trembled, and the broken human body was scattered on the ground around Guo Jing like a rag doll that had been broken. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe blood of hundreds of people stained the ground red.

Seeing this, Temujin, who was in the middle army, looked back and said to a sturdy lama: "Master Jinlun, such a warrior, are you sure to submit?" ”

This lama is the same Jinlun who had confidently said before, "Although Guo Qianhu is brave, he is not my opponent of the dragon elephant Prajna", he was born in Tantra, he was sent to the temple to practice since he was a child, and he was far superior to his peers in martial arts and Buddhism, so he was sent to Temujin's side. At this time, he listened to the question, and although he was secretly shocked by the terrifying power in his heart, he still said stiffly: "The Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong is a supreme divine skill, and if you practice it to a high depth, you will naturally be able to subdue all foreign ways!" ”

Temujin laughed, raised his horsewhip, struck it in the air, and drank: "The enemy has lost its courage, and the whole army is attacking!" ”

Without hearing the drums and trumpets of the Central Military Department, Jebe and Subutai had already rushed desperately to Guo Jing's side. They drove their horses to gallop forward desperately, killing or expelling the soldiers of Wang Hanbu, who had lost their souls. Fortunately, Guo Jing did not continue to advance wildly, but controlled the war horse to gallop, and when there were no more enemies coming, he pulled out the arrows on his body one by one.

"Lord!" Jebe rushed to Guo Jing's side and shouted, "The enemy army has rushed over, what should we do?" Is it to go on the offensive? ”

Just in front of them, a sea of cavalry had rushed over. Even if most of them are a rabble pulled out temporarily, but this is tens of thousands of horses. In the face of such a big scene, it is necessary to have a strong heart. Guo Jing looked back, and the cavalry on Temujin's side also began to run.

However, the two warring sides did not directly collide head-on, but roughly divided into three clusters on the left, the center and the right to engage in battle. Some of the soldiers dismounted, occupied several heights, and shot the enemy cavalry galloping by with their bows and arrows.

All the arrows on Guo Jing's body had been pulled out, and many of the sharp arrows fired by these enemies were coated with all kinds of strange poisons. However, even if some of these arrows pierced his armor, they failed to pierce his skin because they had run out of kinetic energy. Moreover, even if his current physique is not invincible, it is definitely not something that these poisonous arrows can deal with.

He stretched out his arm and moved for a moment, then said to his subordinates who were looking at him, "Of course you want to continue the attack, you come with me!" ”

The horses sped up suddenly, and the cavalry, which was more than a thousand men, plunged through a gap.

100,000 horses sounds like a lot, but it is impossible to really fill every inch of land in an open field. The offensive and defensive roles between the cavalry and the role change are very fast. Often the attackers at one moment have to temporarily retreat at the next moment, especially when both sides of the battle are steppe cavalry, and they are very good at fishing and ambushing this tactic.

Retreat, advance, attack, defend, the battle of nearly 100,000 people stirred up the boiling of this land, and in such a fierce battle, only the most astute general could seize the fleeting opportunity and exert the maximum effect of the forces in his hands.

Is Guo Jing such a general with a keen intuition about fighters?

Maybe his talent in martial arts is really unparalleled, but in things like fighting, experience is also a very important part. No matter how talented he is, he can't make up for his lack of experience. Only after he has experienced a hundred battles will he gain this trait that only the god of war can have.

However, in this world, there are high-level commanders and generals who have soldiers like gods, and there are also generals who are brave and brave and have full force points. And Guo Jing is the latter. Now he doesn't need to command the overall situation, but only needs to lead his own troops to keep advancing.

The war horse was galloping, and the howling wind was blowing over his face, which made Guo Jing feel in a good mood.

Less than two thousand cavalry advanced in a cone formation, and successively broke through the four thousand troops that came to intercept it. This time, Guo Jing did not stage a thousand horses, but commanded the army to move forward continuously. For some reason, the thousand-strong Xuanang under Guo Jing's team was a big man with a big waist and a round waist, and then they also rode a tall horse with a shoulder width of nearly two meters, and they were covered with plate armor that reflected the metallic light, and even more excessively, some guys also put two layers on their bodies.

When encountering the opposing interceptors, these guys can crush the enemy as long as they line up and raise their spears and rush over. Later, the soldiers and horses who came to intercept them did not confront them, but turned to constantly harassing them on the side. Then, Guo Jing opened the strong bow in his hand and shot the most brave enemies one by one.

Sangkun felt like he was going crazy, and from the beginning, his eyes never left the red figure. Every time that guy opened his bow and arrows, he would tremble in fear. The bastard shot sixty-one arrows and killed more than seventy warriors of their tribe. And now, those guys are going to kill them!

"Father Khan, how.... How..... What to do? Sang Kun said to Wang Han with a cry: "Hurry up and send more people up!" ”

Wang Han's face was gloomy, and his face seemed to be dripping. Hearing the tone of his son's almost crying, he loudly ordered the last two thousand troops in his hand to be sent out. For these two thousand-person teams, Wang Han didn't have much confidence. The front has been filled in with four thousand teams and failed to block the other party, can these last two thousand teams be able to make contributions?

Not only was the battle in front of him collapsed, but the troops on the left and right flanks were also defeated by Temujin's army.

As he gave the order to turn to the rear, he said to several lamas in red robes beside him, "Master Ji, can you kill that person?" ”

These lamas are all masters who have been worshiped by Wang Han for many years, and they have incredible magical powers. Although it seems that the battle cannot be won now, if you can kill the guy in the red armor, you can also breathe a sigh of resentment.

Seeing that Wang Han's Daxu began to move back, Guo Jing knew that the other party was about to escape. On the grasslands, when the war is unfavorable, temporary retreat is a common thing. If he hadn't been forced to the headquarters by Temujin, if it weren't for the fact that there were almost all the old and weak women and children behind, Wang Han would have run away a long time ago.

Now that the battle situation is almost one-sided, Wang Han's desire to evacuate the battlefield is a very correct and helpless choice. However, for Guo Jing, if Wang Han was allowed to escape, they would have to spend a lot of time to exterminate him. Then, he will have to wait longer before he can lead his troops to attack the Jin Kingdom.

Therefore, he shouted angrily and rushed out of the battle array of thousands of troops on his horse. Putting his bow and arrows in his bag and taking off the spear made of stainless steel, Guo Jing swung his spear at will, picking all the enemy troops blocking his path under his horse.

Wang Han saw Guo Jing's figure rushing over alone, and he didn't care about anything else, so he left his Daxu and his subordinates, and galloped away on horseback. Behind him, Sankun also grabbed a war horse and ran away.

Hey, still want to run away? Guo Jing was about to rush to the high ground where Wang Han Daxu was, but he felt four or five astonishing murderous auras burst out from high and low. Then, several red figures attacked him at a rapid speed.

Flame Knife, Vajra Finger, Demon Pestle, Crazy Wand, these four martial arts are all the magic skills of the various sects of Tantra, and they are blasted out at the same time, with a mind or not, these four great lamas believe that even if the gods and Buddhas come into the world, they can also bombard and kill them on the spot.

Is Guo Jing a god and Buddha? Apparently he wasn't.

So can he resist the combined blow of these four people? Especially when he just released his ultimate. According to common sense, there will be no one in the world who can catch the big move made by these four people together. Even if someone can be higher than this private martial arts realm, even if someone has better qualifications than them, but the manpower is sometimes exhausted, even if the legendary Wang Chongyang comes, he has to retreat temporarily.

However, the meaning of martial arts is to improve one's own ability, that is, to make one's own side, which was originally weak, stronger than the other side, at least in a certain period of time, and at a certain moment. is this almost perfect combination, which will not make Guo Jing have any hesitation and fear.

If you want to become a strong man, you must have at least one of the three things of martial wisdom, transcendent essence and strong will. And Guo Jing, who has two of them at the same time, how could he be knocked down by just four enemies?

The power was peaked in an instant, and the characteristics of the "hero" were stimulated, and the spear shadows flying like pear blossoms blocked all the incoming moves, and the four red figures were bounced away by the strong force, flying upside down at a faster speed than when they attacked. Even after a long battle, he still has extraordinary strength.

However, before he could catch his breath, a palm force had already invaded three feet in front of him. This palm power did not carry a trace of fireworks, and under the cover of the earth-shattering murderous aura of the previous four people, it quietly appeared in front of Guo Jing's chest. Now is the time when his old strength has been exhausted and his new strength has not been born, and what he is holding in his hand is a spear with a hollow circle between several meters, and when he is approached, he wants to counterattack or block, how easy is it?

Guo Jing stared at each other's eyes, which were a pair of indifferent eyes like gods above the clouds, with a look that did not take other people's lives seriously. He stared into the other's eyes, trying to find a gap in the counterattack. However, the other party is a master at the level of a grandmaster who has been cultivating for decades, and it is not easy to find out the flaws of the other party in this short period of time.

However, even if the battle is unfavorable, I will never fall! Guo Jing firmly believes so.

Without hesitation, he discarded the gun and put his arm back on his chest, pointing out with his left hand.

He was taller than ordinary people, and his arms were longer than ordinary people, and although this finger was a hind hair, he almost hit the opponent at the same time as the stroke. To say almost, that is, it is a beat slower.

The opponent's palm power was extremely feminine, ignoring his protective energy, passing through his arm, passing through the armor on his body, trying to penetrate his heart. It's just that the end of the strong crossbow can't penetrate Lu Min, and this silent move has been dissolved after all.

"His weapon has fallen, don't be afraid, let's go together!"

A lama who was bounced up and pounced on said loudly: "God bless this time, this man is dead!" ”

Except for the guy who was pointed out by Guo Jingyi just now, the four great lamas attacked again with all their strength. In addition to the four of them, dozens of skilled men armed with scimitars, iron rods, and various weapons attacked him.

He looked up and saw that these guys were so dense that they even obscured the sky.

However, Guo Jing cracked a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Don't have a weapon in your hand? It's ridiculous, the strongest martial arts of a certain family is not on an iron spear.

He sat on horseback and clenched his right hand into a fist.

Fist is power.

To make a fist is to hold power.

If you punch strongly, you have the right.

If I believe in my fists, I will be stronger than any weapon!

He roared angrily, and the sound shook all over the world.

God forbid? Amusing!

"Today, a certain family is going against the sky!"

The enemy had already occupied all the space in his field of vision, and those cold and fiery murderous intent were intertwined, and when they were invested in him, Guo Jing felt as if something had woken up from the depths of his own heart.

Did time slow down in this instant? In his eyes, the enemy's movements were approaching inch by inch, but they were full of flaws because of their incomparable slowness.

Maybe it's not that the enemy's movements have become slow, but that my thinking and movements have become faster?

Perhaps. But none of that matters.

The important thing is that my fists have become extremely hot. The power that emerged from every corner of my body gathered in these fists of mine. They're cheering, they're jumping, they're shouting for me to win!

Exhale and raise your voice, and your tongue blooms with spring thunder.

The shadow of the fist is like the wind, filling the heavens and the earth.

My fists were already overwhelmed, they were urging me.

Go grab the victory! Defeat the enemy in front of you! Go and kill the best in this world!

These people in front of me are just the beginning, I will become stronger, stronger, until I am unparalleled in the world!

This move didn't have a name, but when he swung his fist, it naturally roared out of his mouth.

Go for it, "Rock Breaker!" ”

With a stronger fist, it blasted a group of people who pounced on it. The blasted human body made a shattering sound in mid-air, as if it had been bitten by a beast of the wilderness. Before they could scream, they were torn to shreds by the terrifying force.

Blood was sprinkled on the ground along with the fragments of the human body, just like a scarlet rain of blood. It was as if the river of blood of hell was flipped and poured into the world.

Whether it was up or down the high ground, whether it was on both sides of the enemy, everyone who saw this terrifying scene was stunned.

"Such a terrifying and terrifying power," Jin Lun's face changed greatly when he saw this move, he couldn't help but clench his fists, staring at the figure who was leisurely and calm in the blood rain as if he was taking a leisurely walk, and wanted to carve that extremely strong figure into the bottom of his heart, "Is it really the god and Buddha who can't come into the world?" ”

His mood was gloomy, no matter how conceited and brave he was, in the face of this kind of power that was already beyond human power, if he forced himself to act, he would only end up hating. Unless he is a person who is familiar with the supreme secret transmission of Tantra and has the great power of knowing all the Dharma in the world, he will not be the opponent of that person.

No, he muttered to himself for a moment, if he could practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the thirteenth layer, or as long as he practiced to the twelfth layer, then he could be as short as him!

Here, Jin Lun secretly made up his mind in his heart to return to his hometown of Tubo to practice again. Over there, the soldiers on Temujin's side were already cheering loudly.

"Wang Han has escaped!" The soldiers of Temujin's side, who saw the fall of Wang Han's Daxu, chanted in unison, and the soldiers of Wang Han's army were demoralized after they could not see their own banner when they turned back. Then, in the midst of the sound of "surrender or death", these people laid down their weapons one after another and were captured.

Wars on the steppes are like this, the victorious side has everything on the other side, and the vanquished either flee or simply join the side of the winner. Therefore, the rise of the powerful tribes on the steppe will be very rapid, but as long as they are defeated once, they may rebel and leave.

And this time, Temujin won a great victory, as long as he could kill Wang Han and his son in the next pursuit battle, then he would become another male lord to unify the grassland. Then, whether he wanted it or not, these steppe people would attack the Central Plains until one side fell.

Guo Jing's face turned pale, which was a manifestation of excessive power encouragement. Although the strength of his body has dropped to the bottom, and every muscle in his body is aching faintly, his temperament is still sharp and not to be underestimated.

The Golden Wheel Lama rode a bald-tailed horse and approached Guo Jing, who was standing alone on the high post, he straightened his back and said to Guo Jing: "Guo Qianhu, do you know who you killed just now?" ”

"Who are they, do they have anything to do with you, Master? Well, the smell of their qi is a bit similar to you, Master, so, you are here to seek revenge on me? ”

"No," said the Golden Wheel Lama, clasping his palms together and reciting a few verses to the ground, "although they and I are both from the Tibetan Tantra, we are not from the same faction, but these people are the great enemies of my Nyingma sect." Guo Qianhu killed them, which is also a good thing for our faction. ”

"yes, so what do you mean by coming over to me at this time?" Guo Jing, who was still immersed in the feeling of the moment when he blasted out the "Stone Breaking Heaven Fist", said casually: "I see that Master, your qi flow is unhindered, obviously your martial arts and Buddhist cultivation have reached the transcendent realm, and you must also be an important figure in Tantra, do you think I am ....... now?" What would you think? ”

Although he said this sentence in a flat tone, it sounded like a thunderbolt from the sky to the ears of the golden wheel. Cold sweat instantly flowed down his back, he was frightened in his heart, but his face was calm, and he said: "My tantric sect has been divided for a long time, and the hometown of Tubo has also been divided into dozens of pieces that do not belong to each other, which is the misfortune of the Tubo people, but it is a great fortune for the surrounding other countries. However, although there have been no major wars in Tibet over the years, the internal turmoil within Tantra is very powerful. Whether it is the Nyingma sect, the Great Wheel Temple, or other sects and monasteries, they all do their best to train the next generation of masters. For example, these people who died just now can be described as a vehicle on the Tibetan Plateau, so they ..........."

"So what?"