Murong gave a, slowly falling from the sky, dressed in white, spotless, like an otherworldly immortal.

And this person has long hair and fluttering, is handsome and chic, and looks like he is in his 20s.

In fact, he is already an old man.

Few people know his real age, and they all call him Murong Gongzi.

There is a long flute pinned to him.

It was both a musical instrument, but for him it was also a murderous weapon.

Including Ma Shiying and others present, Wu Shen, the abbot of Bao'en Temple, Master Hami of the Nanhai School, Tuotuo Zen Master of Putuo Temple in Zhejiang, Ouyang Chu, the Flying Dragon Holy Hand of the Maoshan School, the two masters of the Wuji Gate of Laolongshan, He Taichong, the real person of the wooden sword, and Zhang Songzhou, the flying armor of the Longmen.

These usually arrogant martial arts masters, the generalissimo of soldiers and horses under Zheng Zhilong, and all the generals and generals saw this Murong Gongzi, and they all bowed respectfully.

The strength of the people is there.

Murong was still blowing the flute as usual, no one was a bird, he didn't return the salute with a straight face, no one paid attention to it, and said coldly: "Where is Emperor Wu of the Great Ming Dynasty?"

"Childe, please look, that's Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty." Ma Shiying, Wu Shen and others pointed to the direction of Mingying halfway up the mountain, where Chongzhen was located.

Following the direction of their fingers, Murong's gaze stared.

His eyes swept over Hao Shaoqi, Yuan Zongdi and Li Laiheng, the vanguard battalion soldiers of the Wan Ming Army, and looked up, the Ming battalion on the mountainside, there were countless soldiers and generals at this time

Murong's gaze suddenly fell on Chongzhen's body.

At this time, Chongzhen was also staring at him.

The vertical distance between the two is about 1,200 meters, and their eyes are intertwined in the air.

Seeing that this Murong Gongzi's face was shocked, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly: "People say that Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty is unfathomable in cultivation, and this statement is really true, this son didn't even see through him, it seems that his martial arts cultivation is not below him."

Murong instantly felt that he was a little underestimated, it seems that there are really people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, I really didn't expect that a Ming Emperor, at most in his 30s, embarked on the path of martial cultivation, and there was such a cultivation?

Even if he started cultivating martial arts when he was born, it was only more than 30 years before he cultivated to the Land True Immortal Realm?

Murong's face showed an incredible expression.

You must know that in the eyes of others, he is the son of Murong who has been cultivating for eighty or ninety years before he has his current cultivation.

It seems that there is really ambition not to be old, and no ambition to live to be 100 years old. The level of martial arts cultivation has little to do with age.

However, this son actually came today, so he had to fight with this Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Murong Gongzi floated in front of the two armies. Like a piece of clothing flying in the wind, but Murong did not call out to the vanguard of the Ming army, he knew that it was all ordinary people, and they were vulnerable.

It's not worth his shot at all.

Murong looked at Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I came to learn His Majesty's tricks from the Murong, I don't know if Your Majesty is willing to appreciate your face?"

"Hahaha," Chongzhen talked and laughed, don't look at Murong, he didn't see through Chongzhen's cultivation, but Chongzhen had already seen Murong's martial arts cultivation.

Chongzhen's heart couldn't help but move, and another character from the True Fairyland appeared, which was the second cultivation of the Land True Fairyland that Chongzhen encountered since the old monk Wuwei.

A mortal body can cultivate into a half-immortal body, this is already a martial arts genius. Being able to cultivate into a true immortal is definitely a rare existence.

It seems that the Daming rivers and lakes are indeed the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, and the master is not wrong at all in the people.

There is a way that heroes are born in troubled times, and they are not exposed in peacetime, but once they come to the troubled times, the era of the heroes rise together, and the real skills are taken out.

It is worthy of the Murong family, their family has been obscure over the years, and the thousand-year-old martial arts inheritance is a collection of one, and this old man is practicing the art of rejuvenation and immortality.

Heard Murong Gongzi say this

Chongzhen laughed, "Since Murong Gongzi has opened the golden mouth, of course I am happy to accompany you, but I can tell you clearly that you are still far away!"

How can a cultivator of the third-layer realm of a land true immortal be able to compete with a master of the realm of a land true immortal?

In such a long-distance conversation, the voices of the two immortals certainly made the thousands of horses and thousands of troops present hear it clearly.

At this time, Chongzhen had already appeared on the battlefield of the two armies while speaking.

Li Yan and Ma Bao, Ma Weixing and Ma Jinzhong didn't see it clearly at all, and Chongzhen appeared in front of the two armies.

Li Yan and the others were stunned, especially Ma Bao felt that he hadn't been with the emperor for more than a year, and it seemed that the master's martial arts cultivation had risen a lot.

There are a few more masters of the Emei faction around her, Li Moran is blessed with this girl, staying with the emperor all day long.

I must have learned a lot of kung fu, and I have to let my master teach me kung fu if I have the chance.

Ma Bao calculated in his heart.

At this time, Wang Chengen and the seven beautiful guards of the brocade guard flew down from the slope of the mountain, of course, the eunuch and the brocade guard were serving the emperor, and they wanted to be inseparable from the emperor, or how to call Wang Daban and personal guards?

At this time, Ma Bao was not far behind.

Ma Bao means that you are the personal guards of the Jinyi Guard, and this general is also the personal guard of the Jinyi Guard, of course, you have to be with the emperor.

Thinking of this, Ma Bao also turned out of the Mingying village with a phantom, and he didn't go to the camp gate at all. With the 5th level of cultivation in the True Qi Realm, he has the same cultivation as Li Moran, and he is not only a general on the horse, but also a veritable martial arts master.

Followed by Shaolin, Wudang Kunlun, including the martial arts masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect, all of them seemed to have wings, and of course they had to follow the emperor's side to escort King Qin.

Soon, Wang Chengen and these brocade guards and dozens of martial arts masters all came to the team of the pioneer camp.

Only Li Yan and Erma and other generals were left, and they were still in the camp halfway up the mountain of the Ming army to watch the battle.

Hearing Chongzhen say this, this Murong Gongzi was still a little unconvinced.

"Your Majesty, in that case, this son will be wild!" Murong said with a, and his body was flat and had already flown into the air.

At this time, Chongzhen maintained a standing posture and also rose into the air.

The reason why they want to fight in the air is that the gods are afraid of harming mortals.

Murong was full of thoughts, and the long flute behind him flew up very obediently and smartly, surrounding Murong Gongzi, Zhou was turning up and down three times, and then flew upside down three times, and finally fell into the hands of Murong.

This general can only look up at the two of them fighting.

"Okay, okay, I will learn your Murong family's family inheritance today, and let me open my eyes, haha......" Chongzhen was still talking and laughing.

At this time, Murong Gongzi had already begun to blow the flute.

In the melodious sound of the flute, countless swords slashed towards Chongzhen......