As soon as the voice fell, a bright moon suddenly rose above his head, and a snow-capped mountain appeared at his feet, although the snow-capped mountain was extremely small at the moment, but an endless holy power emitted, and the golden light in front of him caused a layer of ripples.

Snow-capped mountains together, crashing into the sky.

Hiss......

The golden light trembled violently, like the waves of the sea, and this churning wave, the sandwich biscuits squeezed in less than two zhang of space up and down were considered to have poured blood mold, and only this one time removed ninety percent of nine.

The more than 3,000 people who controlled the magic circle on the periphery were all shocked.

Finally, we have to face the answer to the ultimate question, that is, whether the peerless killing array can fight against the holy treasure!

The first wave of impact, both sides lost.

The peerless killing array was shocked, and the people who controlled the killing array were in chaos.

And the bright moon above Wu Xinyue's head also had a crack.

Wu Xinyue's heart was beating, oh my God, how is this possible? The holy treasure was actually damaged, but this holy treasure was painted by the saint himself, but it was a heavy treasure of the inheritance of the holy family, Lin Su, I want to kill you, dare to hurt my holy treasure......

The holy treasure itself seemed to be enraged, as soon as the holy power came out, it slammed out, and the two great forces of heaven and earth collided earth-shatteringly, and the peerless killing array was torn open by him, and Wu Xinyue broke out.

Thirty-six formation stones on thirty-six pedestals broke at the same time.

However, the last sandwich biscuit sandwiched in a zhang space also turned into a blood mist, including the three Elephant Heaven and Earth, including the literary world, including King Lubin!

As soon as Wu Xinyue broke through the peerless killing array, she was about to soar into the sky, when suddenly, a huge pen fell from the sky, accompanied by a cold voice: "Die!"

Phew! The night moon map of Shengbao Snow Mountain was blown to pieces, and the waning moon inside broke through the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Weiyang pen!

This is Lin Su's last hole card!

As soon as this pen came out, he drained his whole body's true qi, drained his whole body's literary energy, and drained all his energy, which was a desperate pen to kill the enemy and hurt himself first, and he would not use it in his spare time.

Now he uses it.

Because, he wants to kill Wu Xinyue!

Whoever he wants to kill, no matter what kind of son of the holy family you are, no matter whether you have a holy treasure or not, kill them!

Bi Xuanji was last rushed by the holy treasure and hit the mountain peak behind him, when the blood was churning, she saw Wu Xinyue's tragic death, and when her heart was shocked, she saw Lin Su falling, falling straight from the sky to the abyss below.

Bi Xuanji forcibly used the qi of his whole body, crossed the void, and when Lin Su was about to fall off the cliff, he hugged him violently and held him in his arms......

Zhang Haoran and Huo Qi strode over, and the great Confucians of the past, after exhausting their literary energy, seemed to be ordinary people, and they fell on the road.

Outside Helan City, countless soldiers flew into the sky with swords and guns in their hands, and cheers soared into the sky.

Du Yuting looked at Helan City in front of him in a daze, and two lines of tears flowed down his face full of vicissitudes......

General Li, can you think of it?

Thirteen days after you left, the brothers returned!

This expedition to the north was ten times more difficult than yours, but we did it because we had Lord Lin, your brother......

……

"What?" In the Dragon City, the handsome seal in Zhou Ze's hand flashed wildly, and his whole body also shook sharply. ….

「……」

Shuai Yin put it down blankly, Zhou Ze's eyes followed He Shun at the top, they were all at a loss, He Shun was holding a beautiful white porcelain cup, and his hands were trembling slightly.

"Three thousand, wiped out an army of 120,000, and recaptured the four northern towns? Ho, is this a dream?"

He Shun flicked up suddenly: "This official has to contact Lord Shangshu immediately......

This connection, the military department Shangshu Ding Jiye, who was far away in the capital, did not move his eyes for five minutes, and the next moment, it was His Majesty's turn, after His Majesty heard the news, there was no movement, and he stayed on the dragon chair like a sculpture.

Green Willow Villa, Zhang Ju is rising to the sky, landing in Qu Mansion in one step, and directly pushing open Qu Wendong's study door, Qu Wendong

Huo Ran looked up and looked at him in surprise.

A dignified scholar, he broke into someone else's study directly, ignoring the etiquette, what's wrong?

"Elder Qu Ge, what's the biggest anecdote you can accept?"

Zhang Juzheng's voice was very relaxed, but the meaning of his words made Qu Wendong's heart pound: "Brother Juzheng, don't stimulate the old man, the old man is over eighty, you stimulated me to death, but there is no one to talk to you about your grandson-in-law."

Zhang Juzheng let out a long sigh: "So you're just boring! Let me tell you directly, I just received the news that this kid Lin Su took my family Haoran, Qiu Mochi, Huo Qi, and Li Yangxin to do an earth-shattering thing."

"What's the matter? They are not...... Didn't you go to Northwest Dragon City? Could it be ...... Out of Dragon City?" Qu Wendong's face suddenly turned red, he is also a well-informed person, although the news that the four northern towns were lost again, the imperial court has carried out a blockade, and the ordinary people don't know it, but he obviously knows.

Based on this, he was drunk at least seven times in thirteen days.

Every time I get drunk, I feel endless sadness.

And now......

Zhang Juzheng said slowly: "Exactly, they came out of Dragon City, and in just three days and three nights, they recaptured the four towns again!"

Rumble! Qu Wendong slapped down, and the desk turned into crumbs: "Strong! Great! Good boy, what a good boy, Brother Juzheng, today's wine, count it in! You're going to have to get me drunk too...... Hahahaha......"

The movement in the study came, and the entire Qu Mansion was shocked, Qu Zhe ran to the door of his grandfather's study, stopped, and his face was suspicious, because in a moment, his grandfather sealed the study with Wen Daowei's strength......

"You don't have to drink it, you have to understand the real shock." Zhang Juzheng said: "They only brought 3,000 soldiers out of Dragon City, and they were all wounded and sick remnants of the Flying Dragon Legion!"

"Three thousand remnants? How many enemy troops are there?" Qu Wendong's face changed.

"Eight thousand Qiyang Pass, thirty thousand in Agni City, five thousand in Doufang City, plus three thousand abandoned beasts, more than eighty thousand in Helan City, plus countless cultivation masters, Wendao masters, and people from the Holy Family."

Qu Wendong's eyes widened: "This ...... That's impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

"That's why the old man asked you, what is the biggest thing you can accept." Zhang Juzheng said: "They have created the history of the great cang...... No, it's not just the Great Cang, but the history that no one has ever created in the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States!"

"This ...... How the hell did this happen?" Qu Wendong's chest rose and fell sharply.

"The Art of War! He has a magical art of war! In addition, he also has a peerless killing array, which reminds me of the Battle of Cangchi not long ago, and I suspect that he participated in the Battle of Cangchi, and it is precisely because of his participation that the Cangshan Legion under the command of the King of the South will slaughter the 160,000 invaders of the Red Kingdom on the right side of the Qingjiang River." ….

Qu Wendong muttered: "The Art of War, he once showed his clues in the Blood Rain Pass, a peerless killing array, in fact, he also showed clues when the Thousand Islands Water Thieves slaughtered the city that day...... It's just that he used the Qingqiu Demon Emperor as a cover, and no one knew that this peerless killing array was his own."

Zhang Juzheng nodded: "That's right, and now, everything is revealed!" The one up there, it's time to list him as the number one threat!"

This sentence is the fundamental purpose of Zhang Juzheng's visit today.

Because he was agitated and restless......

Thrillingly, the thing itself.

Unsettlingly, the aftermath of this incident.

3,000 remnants of the army, easily wiped out Osumi's 120,000 army.

A killing array, slaughtering all the masters of the city.

Such a person cannot be tolerated by any person in a higher position.

Why?

Because of his existence, military conventions were completely subverted.

The emperor had strict control over the military, and it was impossible for anyone to have enough military power to subvert the power of the dynasty, however, for him, this iron rule did not apply at all.

Because he doesn't need too many soldiers! Numbers don't mean anything to him!

If he controls an army of a million, the recruitment stage will be exposed, but what if he only controls three thousand? Among the hundreds of thousands of displaced people on the river beach, you can choose at any time!

And also

That big array, it's terrifying.

He only needed thirty-six Dao Flower level masters to easily kill thousands of Elephant Heaven and Law Land, which also broke through the conventions of the cultivation world.

In case one day he looks at His Majesty and sets up a killing array outside the palace, how can he break it?

Therefore, Lin Su's battle shocked the world, and at the same time, he also put a spell on him that he must die.

Qu Wendong is a human spirit.

Zhang Juzheng is not a human spirit, but he is also a top grandmaster with superior knowledge, and the two of them are speechless for a long time in the face of such a pattern......

"Brother Juzheng, the two of us are together, there should be no problems in the world, however, this matter is still beyond the scope of you and me, when he returns to Beijing, let's talk about it together." Since he dared to expose his hole cards at this time, he must have already thought about the follow-up."

With these words, Zhang Juzheng's heart was finally at ease.

yes, why did you forget that this kid doesn't leak? He did his own death, we two old guys can't solve it, he should be able to solve it himself

……

Painting the Holy Family, the Ancestral Pavilion.

A waning moon flew from the sky and landed on the top of the Ancestral Pavilion, and the entire Sacred Pavilion shook slightly, and the painting saint family, which covered an area of three thousand miles, shook suddenly.

The eyes of the Holy Family Master, who was retreating and enlightening in the Ancestral Pavilion, opened, and the next moment, he appeared in the Ancestral Pavilion.

As soon as he saw this waning moon, the head of the family shook his whole body: "Snow Mountain Night Moon!"

He could see at a glance that this waning moon was the moon in the night moon diagram of the Holy Family's Holy Treasure Snow Mountain.

Under normal circumstances, this round of the moon is flawlessly inhabited in the "Snow Mountain Night Moon Map", but now, the moon has actually left the Snow Mountain Night Moon Map, and it has been broken, what does it mean? The holy treasure of the Holy House of the Painter has been destroyed, then, his son......

"Head of the family, what happened?" The Great Elder was half a step late, and he was probably too old, so he didn't straighten it out for a while.

The head of the family pointed to the waning moon with his hand: "Now!" ….

The waning moon is like a mirror, replaying the scene that just happened......

Helan border city, the golden line is in the sky, the holy treasure breaks out of the lore array, is injured by the big array, a huge pen shocking blow, the holy treasure is destroyed, Wu Xinyue is divided into two halves......

"Ah......" The head of the family looked up to the sky and roared, "Lin Su!"

He saw his son's death with his own eyes, and he also saw with his own eyes that the person who killed his son was Lin Su!

In an instant, he exploded.

Although this son Qinglian has made a disgraced face, but on the whole it is still good, at least ten times stronger than other peers in the family, he has high hopes, hoping that the painting saint family will be carried forward in his hands, however, he died! Directly beheaded by this hateful man.

Lin Su, I want you to be torn to pieces!

The Great Elder lost his voice and shouted, "Weiyang Pen? How can it be a Weiyang pen?"

"Weiyang pen?" The head of the house is also shocked, his hand is circled, in the picture, the pen is fixed, enlarged, and in the middle of the pen, the word "Weiyang" is clearly visible.

The two big guys stared at these two words, and their faces changed......

"Master, wasn't this pen destroyed eight hundred years ago?"

"Legends are just legends! The ...... Maybe it will really be ruined and come back to ......" The head of the family's hair trembled slightly: "Above the triple heavens, the wind and clouds will rise......

Lin Su would never have thought that his killing of Wu Xinyue had already angered the Holy Family, and it seemed to be an inevitable catastrophe, but it was completely rewritten because of a pen.

Because this pen represents "the one......

Who is "that one"? Even if he is the head of the Holy Family, he does not dare to call him by his name

……

It was late at night, the battlefield had been cleaned, and the Dacang military flag was floated again in Helan City, and a large number of Dayu military flags and clothes were piled up in the middle of the city, lighting a fire, and three thousand soldiers shouted and jumped around this fire, like crazy.

In the quiet commander's mansion, the voice was very far away, Lin Su was lying on the bed, Bi Xuanji was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at his face through the faint starlight, quiet and warm.

On the third watch, he didn't wake up, and on the fourth watch, he didn't wake up until early in the morning, one

When the rays of sunlight broke through the window from the high Yanhui Peak, Lin Su finally opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bi Xuanji.

Her face was still an ugly man, but her eyes were as bright as the stars.

"Have you recovered?"

Lin Su sat up slowly, stretched his waist, and recovered all the literary qi, true qi, and essence that had been taken away by Weiyang Pen.

It's not just the restoration, it seems to be a little purer than before.

How so? It's like a pond where all the water in it is drained and refilled with clean water, making the pond even clearer.

The embodiment of Wendao is: there was still a little bit of Confucianism in his literary atmosphere, but now it is gone, and it has completely become a silver road qi, after ordinary people break into the literary road, it is impossible to eliminate the Confucian literary atmosphere at once, and it often takes about ten years to fully transform, and he, in just two months, was twice emptied of the whole body by Weiyang Pen, and regenerated, he completed the complete transformation of Confucianism to Wenlu.

The embodiment in martial arts is even more magical.

He was already at the pinnacle of peeping.

After this repetition, his cultivation level dropped by one notch, and it became a peep at the late stage, and his level dropped, but he felt that his combat power had risen by one notch, what does this mean? It shows that the foundation of the peeping realm has been further consolidated, just like laying the foundation of a house, and the pedestal has been knocked down with a few sledgehammers, which looks shorter, but it is more solid.

The Weiyang pen has such a magical effect, which is beyond Lin Su's expectations.

However, he didn't want to try again.

This thing is really a bit of a pit, so domineering that it's outrageous, and the sequelae are a bit big.

Thankfully, by the time he used it, the battle was over, and if the enemy hadn't finished killing and the next onslaught, he would have finished the game.

Twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night