Late at night, the south gate of Qingzhou is brightly lit, and there is a strange movement in the Kua'e Pass that looks at each other from a Taiheng mountain range, countless soldiers and horses gush out from the pass, Zhang Jiugong stands on the head of the city, looking at the north angrily.

"Who—who?"

Zhang Jiugong frowned, a pair of sharp eyes scanned the entire Taiheng Mountain Range, and the mysterious aura of Fang Cai made him palpitate for a moment.

"Boy, don't look, I'm behind you."

An old hand patted Zhang Jiugong's back, the old man smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed, and the corners of his mouth on the right side of his face were pursed.

Zhang Jiugong turned his head sharply, and his right fist was thrown out, and the fist stopped an inch away from the center of the old man's eyebrows.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't stop the trembling of his teeth, a martial artist at the top of a mountain, and it was difficult to stand upright with two tremors.

"Ryu Zunyuan!"

The leader of the Liu surname in the world is the Liu family with a century-old cultural background, the Liu family is the big family of Yingtian Academy, most of the children in the family can study in the academy, and the president of the academy is Liu Zunyuan.

He is the master of the Dao realm in the past fifty years, and he is the person who is the most proficient in reading, the best in literature and the most literary in the entire northland, looking at the world, except for the half-grade Confucian saint in Kyoto, Li Chongqiu of Bailu Academy and Song Fuer of Songyangyang are not as good as him.

Liu Zunyuan smiled and slapped Zhang Jiugong's shoulder with his big hand, "Since you know, if you don't withdraw your troops, do you really want Beidi and Dazhou to bleed thousands of miles?"

This time it looked light, but it made Zhang Jiu's leg bone break and he fell to the ground.

"You're going to kill me? Have you ever considered Kyoto's half-pint Confucian saints? I came here to be a general in Kuaguan because of His Majesty's hand-picked, you can only kill me alone, there are hundreds of generals in the Great Zhou, can you kill me!"

Zhang Jiugong really lives up to the reputation of the arrow god, even in the face of Liu Zunyuan, who is a master of the Wendao realm and can rank in the top ten of the Confucian Temple, he can hold it hard.

Liu Zunyuan didn't care, his right foot straddled the battlement, stretched out his head to look at the thousands of troops below, his left hand stretched forward, palm down to all the soldiers, "Buddha said that there is a palm to brush the country, the Tao says a flower and a world, and I Confucianism, hehe——" Chinese Net

"Immortal art is famous—it's all over your sleeve!"

Suddenly, Kua'e Pass broke off from the middle, and the city wall shattered and cracked into dozens of pieces, as if there were hundreds of earth dragons stirring the earth's leylines, and the entire Taiheng Mountain Range was broken.

Zhang Jiugong watched this scene in disbelief, collapsed to the ground in fright, and said in a trembling voice: "This ability to stir up the general trend of heaven and earth, you-you are a Confucian saint?"

Liu Zunyuan smiled faintly, his right hand reached out, as if he wanted to grasp the entire leyline, and countless Haoran righteous qi rushed out of his chest with his sleeves flying.

"Do you know why you want to block the gates of heaven?"

"It is said to be a portal, but it is the biggest crack in the heavens and the world, in the past, Li Wen filled the crack with the foundation of his own avenue, and this is why today's gate of heaven is here."

At this point, Liu Zunyuan's eyes drifted away, thinking of the girl who threatened to marry the most powerful man in the world, but she did what all men in the world did not do. Learn from Nuwa to make up for the sky, learn from Dayu to control the water, she is really the first person in China for thousands of years.

"Celestials and people are not necessarily bad, but if they are too powerful in the lower realm, because the rules of the human world cannot bind them, and they themselves have strong rules, they will cause irreparable damage to the human world, and even deprive them of the human avenue."

"Therefore, the gate of heaven has to be blocked, and the northern land cannot die, and the only person in the world who can block the gate of heaven is Lu Shuang, who is the contemporary watchman."

Liu Zunyuan said, but he turned his head to look at the sky in the southeast, and vaguely saw a figure in the clouds.

"Well said, if you want the world to be completely peaceful, you must break the thoughts of heaven and man in the lower realm."

There was a person coming down from the clouds, dressed in a green shirt and robe, with gray sideburns, looking at an age that was not confused.

Liu Zunyuan withdrew his hand, hid his hands in his sleeves, stood up straight and faced the old man in green shirt with his hands behind his back, and said, "Du Yu, why are you here? Others say that you are a half-grade Confucian saint, I am not afraid, if you want to stop me today, then you will fight!"

Du Yu raised his right hand and pointed to the city wall, two fingers provoked, and it didn't take long for the eight directions of the leylines to return to their positions.

"My Great Zhou soldiers can't be swallowed by you for nothing, besides, with so many lives, can your Dao Fruit bear it?"

He flicked out a ray of heaven and earth righteousness again, smearing it in all the cracks, quickly repairing the cracked leylines, but there was a black crack that could not be repaired.

"Hey-you have the effect of covering up the heavens, it's not right, it's covering up, if these causes and effects break out, it's a hidden danger after all. You, you're a small world! Wonderful, wonderful!"

Liu Zunyuan frowned, and looked at Du Yu who was talking about it in front of him impatiently, "See through what is there to show off in this sleeve? If you have the ability, you can fight with me, I want to see how much it will cost you, a half-grade Confucian saint, how many kingdoms will it take?"

After hearing this, Du Yu laughed, slapped the sleeves of his left and right hands twice, and asked, "Zunyuan, do you know what a half-grade is?"

"It couldn't be simpler," Liu Zunyuan pursed his lips and said, "You have injected the Great Zhou National Fortune into the things that inherit the Dao, so that it has the ability to carry the mighty river for a short time."

Du Yu shook his head and said flatly: "No, everything in the world, only luck will not be assimilated by the long river of Haoran. I use the Great Zhou National Fortune as a barrier to strip away the cornerstone of my inheritance."

"Strip the cornerstone of the avenue? Then how can you have the ability to be a Confucian saint? You should fall into the realm."

Du Yu said patiently, "Think about it again, don't you have a disciple named Wen Jin in Yingtian Academy? His way is independent of what is beyond the mighty river."

Liu Zunyuan suddenly realized something, and thought deeply: Wen Xiaozi was rejected by Haoran Changhe because of his study of demon texts, and the reason why Wen Xiaozi has his current strength is because his Great Dao has stolen a trace of Haoran Changhe's power.

No, the three mighty rivers in the world are not connected, how does he know?

Filch? Filch!

Liu Zunyuan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said, "The Haoran Long River has no owner, and your Great Dao is the most powerful in it, so you can leverage the power of the Haoran Long River."

"The realm of a half-rank Confucian saint was actually reached like this!" Liu Zunyuan looked at Du Yu with open eyes, wanting to find the answer from his reaction, and the secret that puzzled him for more than ten years had a chance to be solved today.

Du Yu smiled mysteriously, "Yes, it's not right. But after all, you know how to step into the half-rank Confucian saint."

"It was my apprentice's idea to coordinate the troops to the north, after all, he was the prime minister of the Great Zhou, and he was planning for his job. It's just that I don't want the Northland to be ruined in my hands, so I'm here. Today, I want to have a good talk with you, and I also want to see Lu Xing with you."

"This one who was chosen by Heiichi."

On the grassland, the two armies collided, on the one hand, the northland cavalry who attacked at night with the galloping of thousands of horses, and on the other hand, the barbarians who met the enemy in a panic with war drums.

In the galloping of thousands of horses, Lei Ying took the lead and led more than 100 of the most elite heavy cavalry to rush into the enemy camp. Seeing that one of his spears overturned the sheep's horns blocking the road, and the spear was like a dragon to knock away all the barbarians who stood in the way, Lei Ying took this opportunity to let the cavalry on the left and right scatter and sprinkle fire oil.

"Damn!" Li Ming looked at the fire in the camp, at this moment the two soldiers clashed, once the fire burned the entire camp, the army's heart collapsed directly.

There are more than a dozen barbarian masters who joined forces to besiege Lei Ying, but she escaped repeatedly, and the dark horse under her feet was like a dragon, like a no-man's land in the army, and the spear in her hand frantically harvested the lives of the barbarians.

Li Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't imagine the scene in front of him, "Where did the fierce general come from? Can he come and go freely in the army with the realm of a sixth-floor martial artist? When did the Tianshan Defense Line have such a person?"

As time passed, the barbarian army, despite its large numbers, was unable to organize an effective attack in a hurry. There are also fires facing camp tents everywhere, that is, there are sound war drums, and the morale of the army is also very low.

The barbarians, who had just formed a formation, rushed away, and under Lei Ying's charge, two cavalry pierced the barracks one west and one east.

"Can't fight! Retreat, retreat!"

Li Ming gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision, and said to the herald beside him, "Quickly blow the horn and withdraw the army."

Because the barracks arranged by Li Ming were very large, and Rao is five thousand cavalry could only chisel through the front barracks even after fighting for an hour, although Li Ming did not have the opportunity to fight again, the retreat was still arranged.

Li Ming turned over and got on his horse, there was no need to suffer too much damage here, anyway, he went south this time to bring enough barbarians from the small clan under his command, but the casualties of tens of thousands of barbarians were still within his acceptable range. The real battlefield was in the Yokogawa area, and now that the reinforcements from Seoljin Castle had arrived in the Tien Shan Mountains, the decisive battle began.

The plan he set to encircle Wei to save Zhao, and use Chu Chu as a bait will begin to be implemented. Uniting the Great Zhou Dynasty, he will unite the soldiers and horses of the Three Kings and Nine Clans to the south, and take advantage of the absence of Wuxian to lead a million barbarians to break through the north.

Suddenly, a white light tore through the night sky, and the sound of swords resounded across the battlefield.

"Li Ming, leave off!"

A purple-red flame rushed out of the battlefield, and Lu Xing sensed Li Ming's breath with his divine fire eyes, Li Ming was a barbarian who cultivated Haoran Qi, and it was too bright in a group of barbarians.

He originally thought of finding the handsome tent of this army and using the method of raiding the marshal tent to force the barbarian masters to return to defense, so that it would be difficult for the barbarian army to form a resistance force, and 10,000 iron cavalry was enough to break through the military camp.

Coincidentally, Li Ming was near the military tent, and Lu Xing gave birth to a more daring plan to kill Li Ming!

Li Ming is a monk in the Great Confucian Realm, although the barbarians do not have a long river, but he used the luck of some barbarians to create a Confucianism and Taoism belonging to the barbarians.

If you want to kill the monks of the Great Confucian Realm, Lu Xing has only one way, and he will use the karmic fire to step into the Twin Dao Realm that he stepped into when he killed Ou Long in Xuejin City that day, but once the Turtle Dao is entered into the world, the Heavenly Tribulation will also make a comeback.

She is small and big, he is the king of the northern land, even if he abolish this sword and the road of the eagle, it is a big deal to specialize in Confucianism, there are many years of cultivation in Wenshan, and the talent for cultivating Confucianism is excellent.

"Xiao Gu, can you see me again today, can you be happy?"

Gu Ling crawled out of the spine of the sword and nodded happily.

"The name of the sword is Taiyuan!"