Bianliang.

In the scene where the scorching sun fell to the ground and the heavens and the earth were golden, wave after wave of rolling true qi tides were in the shape of a ball from mid-air, and they slammed out in all directions.

The city was suddenly swept away by sand and rocks, bricks and tiles flew into the air, all kinds of objects were smashed everywhere, and the beams of the less sturdy houses made an overwhelming creaking sound.

The soldiers and civilians in the city were temporarily deprived of their vision by the golden light, and they could not see anything, and when a breathtaking explosion of air came, they were overturned to the ground one by one.

Only cultivators can barely stand firm, but those who are low in cultivation are also swaying from side to side, like weeds in a storm, making people worry about whether they will be blown away like dandelions.

The panicked cries of the women, the mournful cries of the children, and the cries and curses of all kinds were clearly audible in the sound of the landslide.

For the people of Bianliang City, this is a long moment in life, as if they are in the dark night that cannot see the dawn and can swallow their lives.

I don't know how long it was—in the feelings of most people, it was a time long enough to make them despair, but some great cultivators could clearly tell that it was only a moment—and the wave after wave of qi explosions finally disappeared.

Dissipated with it, there are also golden rays that cover the sky.

When everyone was almost able to see, they all turned their eyes into the air for the first time

They wanted to know if the Tianyuan Khan, who was as strong as a god, had been killed, and if the blood-colored firmament covering a radius of 100 miles had turned into a blue sky and white sun again.

Their hearts tightened!

The scarlet firmament is gone.

But the Tianyuan Khan, who has been floating in the sky for a long time and overlooking all living beings, is still there!

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the palace again.

A heart hangs in my throat.

The emperor is still above the palace, and there are several Wang Jijing behind him, and the jade seal of the heirloom country is also in his hands. However, the light on the jade seal of the country is only the size of a courgette, and it no longer has the momentum of swallowing heaven and earth before.

Both cultivators and ordinary soldiers and civilians were confused and uncertain at the moment, not knowing who had won and who had lost, and they could not predict their next fate.

Finally, they heard someone speak.

These words made their hearts involuntarily attracted to them, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

It was Tian Yuan Khan who spoke, and he said lightly: "Song Zhi, you should always know by now what the Heavenly and Human Realm is. I still say the same thing, surrender, I will spare you death. ”

Hearing this, the soldiers and civilians of Bianliang were all shocked.

Doesn't this mean that Song Zhi failed to help Tianyuan Khan?

"Don't think!"

Song Zhi squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, "Yuan Muzhen, your realm has been broken by me, and now you dare to be arrogant?"

Tian Yuan Khan chuckled: "Without the realm, I am still the realm of heaven and man, even if you don't need to use the means of following the law, just raise your finger, you can only be wiped out." ”

Hearing this, many cultivators in Bianliang City reacted.

It turned out that the blood-colored firmament that covered a range of one hundred and ten miles before was the domain of Tianyuan Khan, and the means of saying the law could only be used within the domain, and once the domain disappeared, this method would be invalid.

For Tian Yuan Khan, this is a great weakening of strength.

But that alone is not enough to give people much hope.

After all, these Wang Extreme Realm cultivators in Bianliang City, the realm had also been broken by the Tian Yuan Khan before, and whether they were or the Tian Yuan Khan, they would not be able to gather strength to reopen the domain in a short period of time.

Similarly, he can't mobilize the power of the realm, Tianyuan Khan is a heavenly realm after all, and in Bianliang City, there is not even a late stage of the Wang Ji realm, who can still threaten him?

Song Zhi's face was cloudy.

The fact is indeed as Tian Yuan Khan said, even if he used the power of the jade seal of the country to inflict a heavy blow on the Tian Yuan Khan of the Heavenly and Human Realm, the gap in cultivation strength still made him have no chance of winning.

If you don't have a chance of winning, you will lose and die!

At the last moment, Song Zhi suddenly let out a low roar: "Bring it up!"

When the people of Bianliang Qi heard this, they thought that Song Zhi had other secret methods to press the bottom of the box, all of which were refreshed, and a flame of hope was ignited in their hearts again.

The one who was brought to Song Zhi's side was a person.

A person who hasn't been seen for a long time and is about to be forgotten by the Qi people.

The prince of the Tianyuan Royal Court - Meng Chi!

As early as after the Battle of Fengming Mountain, in order to hide his intention to launch a national war against Daqi, the Tianyuan royal court expressed his awe of the Great Qi Dynasty, and let Meng Chi go to Yanping as a hostage.

The crown prince is the prince, related to the future of the country and the society, and is the first person under the king.

Tianyuan Khan let Meng Chi come to Yanping, and indeed eliminated Song Zhi and the Great Qi court at that time, and some of them were wary.

It's just that when the Western Regions War broke out, the Tianyuan tribe instructed the countries of the Western Regions behind the scenes to resist the conspiracy of the Great Qi, which became the tacit consensus of the Great Qi court, and Meng Chi was imprisoned.

Since the outbreak of the National War, many people have thought that Meng Chi has been beheaded by Song Zhi.

I didn't expect him to be alive.

At this time, Meng Chi was disheveled, skinny, without half a trace of blood on his face, and his breath was sluggish like a dying person.

It can be seen that before today, he was tortured, and he didn't know what kind of miserable appearance his body had become, and whether there was still a piece of good meat and skin on his body.

In the seventh year of Qianfu, Tianyuan Khan gave an order, and he went to the enemy country alone, and in the case that the Tianyuan royal court had decided to start a war against Daqi in a few years, he was undoubtedly regarded as an outcast.

The crown prince, who was originally extremely talented and could easily achieve the late stage of the Wang Ji Realm, inherited the position of Tianyuan Khan, and commanded thousands of miles of land, has now fallen to a situation where no one is a ghost or a ghost, and even a beggar is not as good.

In his heart, he should have a grudge against the initiator of all this, Motomu Zhen.

Monstrous resentment.

But at this moment, seeing Tianyuan Khan again, seeing that the other party was like a celestial man, overlooking all living beings in the long world, Meng Chi's face was flushed, and his originally cloudy eyes flashed with palpitations.

He touched his chest with his hands, bent down to salute, and although his demeanor was difficult, every point affected the injury, causing a sharp pain that distorted his facial features, but his movements were meticulous, and he bowed his head and said:

"Minister, Son Chijun Mengchi, see the Great Khan!"

Seeing his eldest son, Yuan Muzhen's eyes finally changed a little, what state Meng Chi is in now, what kind of treatment he has suffered, he can see ten out of ten at a glance.

"Mengchi, your mission is done, well accomplished. Motoki Makoshi said this.

Meng Chi trembled, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of tears, and the aura of pride was clearly felt by everyone present.

It seems that for him, being able to get the approval of Tianyuan Khan, his life is full of meaning, even if it is a sword mountain and a sea of fire, it is worth it.

This shows that in his mind, Tianyuan Khan is not a human at all, but a god. It was he who worshipped the gods he had revered from the bottom of his heart for decades!

Song Zhi pulled Meng Chi out, but he didn't want to see this picture of father and son, of course, the other party had such a deep father-son relationship, which made him secretly happy.

This means that his next plan is likely to be successful.

Click, Song Zhi kicked Meng Chi's knee, kicking the opponent's kneecap to pieces, and when the opponent's facial features twitched in pain and knelt down, Song Zhi grabbed the opponent's back collar.

Holding a sword in front of Meng Chi's throat, Song Zhi stared at Yuan Muzhen fiercely: "In today's battle, you and I will have mixed victories, if you accept this result, retreat immediately! Otherwise, I will let his head move and his bones will be shattered!"

Speaking of this, Song Zhi sneered: "Even if you are in the realm of heaven and man, it is impossible to put together a pile of dead meat into a big living person, right?"

At this moment, Song Zhi was quite glad that he had not killed Meng Chi to vent his anger because of annoyance, otherwise, he would have no chance to coerce Yuan Muzhen with Meng Chi today.

Meng Chi has paid so much for the Tianyuan Royal Court and suffered so much, if he dies now, how can Yuan Muzhen explain to the Tianyuan tribe?

What's more, their father-son relationship is deep, and Yuan Muzhen can't help but feel sorry for Meng Chi, and it is reasonable to retreat today in order to save Meng Chi's life.

Song Zhi knew that he couldn't be defeated today, and he couldn't leave Bianliang either.

He has already lost Yanping, and if he even loses Bianliang now, won't he, the emperor, become a lost dog? What majesty is there to speak of? How else can he command the world and make the soldiers and people of the world awe and submit?

If he was really forced to flee Bianliang, the people of the world would realize that their emperor was no match for Tianyuan Khan at all.

And the emperor of Great Qi should have been the strongest existence in the world! Once this gap appeared, the powerful and local cultivators from all sides would lose confidence in him in Great Qi.

At that time, the power of Yuan Muzhen's heavenly and human realms will become a shadow hanging over the hearts of all Qi people, and become a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all the Great Qi soldiers and civilians! In the face of the choice of life and death, what will the people of Qi in the world do?

The war will no longer be able to proceed normally.

Therefore, Song Zhi must not be defeated today, even if he uses Meng Chi's life as a threat, he must let Yuan Muzhen retreat.

"Song Zhi, you are also the lord of the Southern Dynasty, don't you think it's too bad to use this kind of means that can't get on the table?"

If his domain hadn't been broken by the jade seal of the country, he would only need to use the means of words and methods to get Song Zhi's sword out of his hands and save Meng Chi.

But now, even if he is in the realm of heaven and man, he can't save Meng Chi's life from the other party's sword before Song Zhi makes a move.

Song Zhi's face was hideous, his eyes were intertwined with various emotions such as shame, pain, and anger, and he said word by word: "To deal with a thief like you, I can't use any means too much! Yuan Muzhen, retreat immediately, otherwise, I will kill Meng Chi!"

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

The Qi people of Bianliang City, up to the king of Song Guangyi, and down to the ordinary people, all looked at Song Zhi and Yuan Muzhen nervously - they all hoped that Yuan Muzhen would obediently obey and let Bianliang be preserved.

But how Yuan Muzhen will choose, they are not sure, they are all worried to the extreme.

In an instant, all the joy and anger on Tian Yuan Khan's face disappeared, and his eyes fell on the embarrassed Meng Chi, and he no longer had any feelings, "Meng Chi, do you know what you should do now?"

Touching the eyes of Tian Yuan Khan, Meng Chi, who was crossed by the Fu Sword in front of his neck, was unaware of the blade of the sword that cut through the skin, but suddenly smiled.

This smile is innocent and natural, from the heart, and it should not appear in someone of his identity and age.

He looked at the Tianyuan Khan a thousand steps away, his eyes were in a trance, as if he had sunk into some kind of memory, and as if he had received some kind of supreme summoning.

At that moment, Meng Chi seemed to return to his childhood.

In the midst of the poor and weak tribes, he saw shabby and low felt tents, and people who were hungry and poorly clothed, and every year when the cold wind hit and the snow fell, groups of old people and children would become stiff corpses.

That is, until the man, who finally finished the retreat, came out of the tent.

He is like the sun, illuminating the dilapidated tribe, he is the god of war, and with one dispatch, he brings back countless food, clothes, and slaves.

The weak tribe is like a memory of the previous life, long and vague.

But Meng Chi will not forget that when he snuggled in his mother's arms hungry and felt that the heavens, the earth and the mountains began to shake and dream, when the man returned with a full load of slaves, the tall figure on the war horse brought him shock.

Meng Chi seemed to see that ten years later, the man was wearing an imperial robe, standing on the throne of the Imperial City of the Central Plains, facing the princes and ministers of the court, with a majestic face and a proud appearance.

Looking out from his point of view, outside the palace gate of Huanghuang Avenue in front of the main hall, there is a prosperous city ruled by the Tianyuan people, and a splendid world with no end in sight.

And he, Meng Chi, the crown prince of the Tianyuan Royal Court, will have a monument of his own, which will always stand in front of the gate of the imperial city, so that generations of Tianyuan people will remember his story and sacrifice, and praise his righteousness and bravery.

At that time, everyone will say that the tiger father has no dog, they will say that he has not lived up to his status as the crown prince, they will all say that he has not dragged the hind legs of Tianyuan Khan, and they will say that he is the hero of the entire tribe and the empire!

All kinds of pictures flickered alternately, like Meng Chi, who was bathing in holy light, smiled and said to Tianyuan Khan in the words of the Tianyuan tribe:

"Father, it is my greatest honor to be your son in this life. ”

Song Zhi didn't understand this sentence.

But he found something wrong.

He wanted to stop.

But it was too late.

Meng Chi used the only little strength left in his ruined body, controlled his neck and turned fiercely against the blade of the sword!

Blood gushes, people die.