Since the martial arts plane of Heaven and Dragon Slayer has been chosen, the next goal is naturally very clear. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

First of all, the magic cheats. The peerless magic skills in the heavens, although not as many as the heavenly dragons. But also all are easy to get your hands on.

Secondly, push the world. If it's other planes, it's okay to say, take the valuable cheats, pat the ass and leave.

But at this time, Meng Yuan was in charge, but any man with a little historical knowledge and bloody nature could not sit idly by when he was born in this world.

Fortunately, if this world wants to push flat, it doesn't need to rely on the forces of other worlds at all.

Because according to Jin Lao's description, Mingjiao will eventually end the Yuan Dynasty.

Because - he has his own army!

This point, whether it is Shaolin, Wudang, or the beggar gang, Emei, can not be compared. Not to mention the miscellaneous fish sects of Huashan and Kunlun.

Mingjiao, the Hu religion from this Fanbang, has always taken rebellion as its mission since it entered the Central Plains!

Yes, rebellion!

During the Song Dynasty, Fang La, the leader of the Ming Sect, swept half of the Great Song Dynasty and almost succeeded, but was beaten down by a group of green forest heroes.

Figuring out his purpose, Zhang Shuo was suddenly in a good mood and galloped across the horse.

After sitting down and drinking the dragon's blood, the white horse is not only fast, but also has a long endurance.

And the stability is strong, sitting on it, I don't feel much bumps, it's really a 'BMW'!

Through the connection between the power system and Long'er, the first thing this Nizi did when she entered this realm was to find the place where Zhang Wuji was buried, and get her hands on the four volumes of Jiuyang True Scripture and Hu Qingniu's two medical scriptures and poison scriptures.

Now that we are rushing to the top of the light, it seems that the great shift of the universe is also inevitable.

If you think about it carefully, the Jiuyang True Scripture and the Great Shift of Qiankun have the same effect as the two divine skills in the Heavenly Dragon.

The Jiuyang Sutra is said to be created by the Jiuyin Sutra of the Fighting Wine Monk, and it is the internal strength of Buddhism to the Yang Dynasty.

And Tianshan Tong's Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solipsistic Martial Arts are from the Pure Yang Supreme Gong of the Loose School, which is also the internal strength of the Daomen to the Gang to the Yang.

Zhang Shuo really wants to know who is more effective than the two!

Not to mention the great shift of the universe and the transfer of the stars, the former is better at moving the internal force, moving the aura, and exploring its own potential.

The latter is better at diverting or even rebounding the opponent's internal forces and moves.

This Jin Lao is obviously suspected of plagiarizing himself.

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After all, Zhang Shuo underestimated the white horse under his crotch, all the way to the west. - Arrived at the border with Henan in just half a day.

At noon on this day, walking to a mountain forest, Zhang Shuo slowed down his horse speed and took out a delicate wine jug from the space, accompanied by a few sticks of ham and jerky.

Tear off a piece of jerky and take a sip of spirits, and the trip is also comfortable.

As he was walking and eating, he suddenly heard a terrible shouting in the distance, mixed with the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of gurgling and laughing.

Zhang Shuo's face was cold, and he had not even encountered the oppression of the Han people by the Yuan soldiers in half a day.

Although the law and order are slightly chaotic and the people's lives are difficult, they have not yet reached the point where they cannot survive.

Zhang Shuo even began to doubt whether what the history books said was true, and he didn't expect to encounter the real scene here!

Drive...

With his legs between the horse's belly, he took out the Xuantie giant sword in the space, he hadn't drunk blood for many days, and today the opportunity came again!

Zhang Shuo drove out of the forest and saw a small village outside the forest from a distance.

At this time, the dust and smoke in the village are billowing and the horses are roaring, and the sound of wailing and scolding is continuous, but it is a scene of slaughtering the village.

A cold light appeared in his eyes, he held the reins in his left hand and the sword in his right hand at his side, and the white horse under his crotch instantly accelerated.

When the two unleashed soldiers saw Zhang Shuo rushing on horseback, they grunted and shouted, and immediately shot arrows with bows, and the two arrows broke through the air.

The archery skills of this Mengyuan soldier are really clever, and the two arrows are fast and accurate.

Zhang Shuo didn't swing his sword to block, and a milky white air flow appeared around him, and the men and horses were one, like a white streamer, passing through the two sentinels in an instant.

'Puff...'

When Zhang Shuo crossed the distance of dozens of meters, the two good adult heads fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

The scorching sun hangs high, and in broad daylight, it is such a hell on earth.

The closer you get to the village, the more corpses there are on the ground, and these corpses are lying on the ground, already staining the yellow earth with dust and red.

Even some of the people who were separated by the chaotic blades, the corpses were still slightly convulsed, and the blood was not yet flu, and there were already birds and beasts fighting for food on the corpses.

The anger in Zhang Shuo's chest became more and more serious, although he was the youngest martial arts grand master, he could also be the great grandmaster with the most volatile mood, too forgetful, not his way.

The milky white air mass around his body, affected by Zhang Shuo's emotions, had become red like fire.

The white horse under his crotch neighed, and the speed was faster, and it really turned into a red flame, and attacked towards the crowded place in the village.

Roar!

An angry roar came, and the plundering Yuan soldiers turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help but be frightened.

A red flame like a brilliant sun, roaring and rushing towards him.

What is it? The gods descend to earth?

Meng Yuan has occupied the Central Plains for decades, and he is no longer the desert iron cavalry of the year, although he is more than a step stronger than the Eight Banners under Kangxi at the beginning, but in Zhang Shuo's eyes, he is still like a local chicken and a dog.

Before the hundreds of Mengyuan soldiers could react quickly, the fireball had already magnified rapidly in their eyes.

Boom!

Like a cannonball falling to the ground, there was a roar, and suddenly people turned on their backs.

Dozens of Yuan soldiers were blasted out before they could even make a little resistance, and even people and horses flew over for several feet, and there was no possibility of survival.

The remaining Yuan soldiers scattered everywhere finally reacted, and when they saw Zhang Shuo, who had lowered his speed, he immediately organized archery to fight back.

Zhang Shuo's face was like frost, the giant sword in his hand danced like the wind, and in an instant, the entire village was full of sword energy.

The half-moon-shaped sword qi, once unfolded, was several meters in size, with Zhang Shuo as the center, slashing at the surrounding Yuan soldiers.

Don't say that it is a mortal body, even if a train is in front of Zhang Shuo, it will be cut into broken iron!

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

After a few roars, the whole village was filled with dust, and the surviving villagers waited for the smoke to clear, and they were stunned by the scene.

In the smoke and dust, a vague figure holding a giant sword and straddling a tall horse stood in the middle of the field.

Around the figure, ravines nearly a foot deep spread out in all directions, and all the houses in their path were cut into ruins.

As for the Yuan Bing? Only the corpses of minced flesh were left behind, proving what had just happened.

"Immortals, immortals descend to earth......"

"Fairy ......"

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Miracles!

No matter who sees it, this is already something that can only be done by the gods, and then they can only bow and worship.

Beyond that, I couldn't find a better way to express my inner shock and amazement.

Seeing this group of people kneeling on the ground, Zhang Shuo's anger gradually extinguished, and without saying much, he grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out.

Now he is already in the realm of a great grandmaster, and under the unity of heaven and man, his true power is endless. If other great masters are not known for their attack power like Ning Daoqi, they can only temporarily avoid the edge in the face of tens of thousands of troops.

But Zhang Shuo himself has hundreds of years of skill, and what he is most afraid of is group battles.

The qualitative difference is too great, and the quantity can make up for it!

After a short pause, Zhang Shuo continued to fight the horse and travel westward, and the things he saw along the way happened from time to time when the Yuan soldiers washed the village and slaughtered the village.

I think it's because of the provincial system created by the Yuan Dynasty, and Henan is subordinate to Zhongshu Province, and the public security is quite strict.

Now that he is out of Zhongshu Province, Zhang Shuo knows what Yuan Bing has done, which is simply outrageous, and it is difficult to write!

In this regard, Zhang Shuo can only see it once and destroy it once, and the idea of overthrowing Meng Yuan in his heart is becoming more and more accurate!

People are like gods, horses are like dragons, riding a single sword, killing all the way!

ps: I don't have a network at home, so I use a hotspot to surf the Internet and upload chapters every time. Today's hot spot is suddenly not good, annoying! (To be continued.) )