"Lord Wang, the morale of the corporal has dropped greatly, and they all feel very dazed, and the last general has the heart to take a battalion of soldiers and horses to Linshan Mansion, fight a few battles with the Hu people, and see blood."

Feng Jiu bowed down and asked for battle.

"It's strictly forbidden to fight, don't you understand? If you say more, you will have military power and think about it behind closed doors. ”

Ji Changlie's face was dark, and his gaze at Feng Jiu was very unkind, faintly revealing a bit of murderous intent.

It's really a pot that can't be opened.

If he could fight, wouldn't he have already waved his troops to attack, and where would he set up camp by the sea, isn't it that the time has not come.

"Get out."

Feng Jiu touched his nose full of ash, walked out of the temporary palace in a gray manner, raised his eyes to look at the huge camp in front of him, shook his head, and couldn't help but be depressed.

Luo Yuanhua quietly came over: "I'll just say, the prince has a far-reaching plan, and what he sees is something that you and I can't imagine, he is shrinking his forces at this time, it is really for the sake of the overall situation, it is estimated that he is waiting for the best time to send troops, and when the time comes, the soldiers will ...... point out."

"Do you believe that?"

Feng Jiu squinted at Luo Yuanhua, and when he saw this white-robed general of Jinghai, he still seemed to have been unaffected, and seemed to still blindly believe that King Jinghai could lead them to victory and lead them to the end.

She let out a long sigh and suddenly didn't want to say anything.

During the day, the little county lord of Mingyue suddenly killed out of the military camp, and the two elders of the Extreme Yin Sect chased and killed, and then attracted Chen Ping of Xingqing Mansion to attack the army, breaking the formation and killing the generals all the way, until he was ten zhang away in front of the prince.

Although the number of dead is not too many, only more than 100 or 200, the damage to this army is indescribable.

Soldiers don't have much knowledge, and they don't need to be literate and reasonable.

It looks like they're all stupid.

But they at least understand that whoever can lead them to victory will keep them alive.

As for whether they eat well or not, and whether they will have a future in the future, these things are a little far away from them.

The prince's grand plan, not only these soldiers, but even Feng Jiu, they don't understand, and they don't want to understand.

They only saw that their army of 200,000 retreated again and again, throwing their relatives and children to the Northern Zhou Hu Cavalry, and even, in the face of someone bullying their own heads, they killed the generals in front of the army and rushed into battle, coming and going without hindrance.

And King Jinghai, who was regarded as a god in the past, was speechless, and he didn't even dare to refute, for fear that his head would be cut off on the spot.

In this case, how can others believe that you can win the battle and believe that you can have the last laugh?

"What about Chen Ping? He commanded more than 10,000 cavalry, where did he go? ”

Feng Jiu was curious, that young man who was completely different from the last time he saw him, could it be that he had come to rescue the little county lord?

"According to the scout's report, Chen Ping led more than 15,000 horsemen, with Suzaku and Xiao Tong as the vanguard, and Baimei divided Mei Yu and Cangsong into two wings to go to Xiao Pass to rescue, and it is likely to collide head-on with the Tuoba brothers' 20,000 wolf riders."

After all, Luo Yuanhua was young and vigorous, although he was reluctant to mention Chen Ping's name, he was still very excited when he said it at this time.

Obviously, he is also very envious, and with Chen Ping, he can fight to the death with the Hu soldiers and horses face to face with gongs and drums.

The eldest husband is standing in the world, hiding and hiding, calculating and calculating, what kind of ability is it.

can't protect the country and the people, can't go into battle to kill the enemy, even if you lead more soldiers and horses, no matter how high your ability is, it's quite boring.

"Sure enough, it's done, it's good, it's great."

Feng Jiu waved his fist heavily: "Xiao Luo, listen to my sister's words, after you go back, immediately reorganize your army and fight, guard the camp, don't relax carelessly." ”

"If you can't send troops to fight, what can you do to reorganize your arms for war?"

Luo Yuanhua asked puzzled.

"Don't worry about that, just do it."

A hint of incomprehension flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes, but he didn't explain again.

Now Ji Xuanhe is visiting various camps to appease the hearts of the generals, and he also sent messengers to summon the masters of the Extreme Yin Sect to protect him, obviously what happened during the day scared him.

Sure enough, although the father and son have not seen each other for a long time, they are like a mold cast.

But I thought of a piece.

They may be famous generals or princes, but they don't know that at some point, what is needed is not subtle calculation and full certainty, but the word "brave".

Sometimes, if there is a little less blood, there is less stupidity that you know you can't do, and there is less people's hearts.

……

"Uncle Tong, why didn't you do it before and take down that arrogant thief directly?"

When he waved back and looked at the empty backyard, he thought of the coquettish woman who came to say goodbye, and the woman who was extremely gentle and considerate was already faint, even if Ji Changlie was indiscriminate, he couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart at this time, and he was a little unaccustomed.

Gu Qingshuang, as the body of the Holy Maiden of the Extreme Yin Sect, may not be too strong in her ability, but as the liaison between the Jinghai Royal Mansion and the Extreme Yin Sect, she is very qualified, and she is too qualified.

Many times, Ji Changlie will forget her identity, and when he is with her, he will even feel that he is twenty years younger, as if he has returned to his youth.

obviously had a good plan, but it was in vain, and her daughter ran away, and she didn't look at who provided her with such a superior life over the years.

When it was really time to use her, she didn't worry about her father and mother at all, she was really a bone girl, a white-eyed wolf.

This daughter was raised for nothing.

Ji Changlie held his breath in his chest, and he couldn't vomit if he wanted to.

The daughter betrayed, the Extreme Yin Sect suffered heavy casualties, and there were no allies to help him, so it was okay.

The little thief surnamed Chen, but he really rode on his head to, for so many years, he Jinghai Wang Bingwei suppressed the southeast, how could he have been so humiliated.

In the face of the Northern Zhou wolf ride, the strength is not as good as the people, and I have to endure it, so there is nothing to say.

However, in the face of this newly rising military leader suspected of rebellion, where is he willing to endure it?

The light and shadow flickered in front of him, and the figure of an old man with a white face and beard reappeared.

"You can't do it, once you do it, you will lose this game."

Jiang Tong didn't lie either, looking at Ji Changlie, there was some pity in his eyes.

Calculate the strength of the army, calculate the human nature, but you can't calculate the growth rate of the opponent.

In this world, after all, the strong are respected.

"He's so powerful? Uncle is not sure to leave this thief? ”

"It's not a question of whether to keep him, it's that if he started before, the old slave may not be able to protect the prince. I am fifty percent sure that I can kill Chen Ping, but before that, Wang Ye Jiucheng is dead. ”

Jiang Tong sighed.

"The courage of this person is really something I have only seen in my life. Obviously, he has only reached the realm of True Gang Transformation and Sword Intent, but his sword qi is extremely condensed, and with the huge blood yuan qi like a dragon, he must be at least one or two levels higher. ”

One or two levels?

King Jinghai silently calculated, and his heart was terrified.

He broke through the realm of unity through the Great Joy Zen Gong sent by the Northern Zhou Protector Wuzong.

I have a very clear understanding of the level of combat power at the stage of the Great Master of the One Realm.

Don't look at everyone, they have broken through the level of the unity of heaven and man, and can be integrated with the vitality of heaven and earth, when they make a move, the power is almost like a ghost and god, and it is difficult for idle masters to block a move.

However, the gap between the same Unity Realm Grand Masters is still very different.

The main thing is the difference between the strength and weakness of the spiritual will.

The world is as big as the heart is.

It's not just a description, it's a reality.

At the time of the innate realm, what is taken is to condense the martial intent, let the martial intent take shape, until the consummation, and realize the path of oneself.

After reaching the realm of unity, the consummation of martial intent will transform again, condensing from an illusory spirit into a true will.

This is the "Extreme Meaning".

At this level, that will can truly slash the soul and give it the power to do real harm.

For example, under the attack of the innate martial intent sword intent, perhaps seeing the ice and snow flames, it is just an illusion, and the false effect is spiritual, once it is seen through it will not be affected, it will be the same thing.

If you can't see through the opponent's sword intent and martial intent attack, then your spirit will blind your mind, causing your body to be affected synchronously, and you will naturally lose and lose.

However, after reaching the Extreme Intention Level of the Unity Realm, whether you can see through it or not, this damage is real.

It can directly make people have five internal flames and burn them to ashes, or you can freeze the opponent and kill them directly with mind control.

Of course, it can also be instilled in the mind, so that flowers and grass branches grow in people's bodies, and make people's internal organs burst.

The will is extreme, and the martial arts have quietly opened a huge gap with ordinary martial arts.

At this time, Ji Changlie, the king of Jinghai, was in such a realm.

Jiang Wuji was also in this realm at the beginning.

At the level of extreme intent, the cultivation is one level higher, in addition to the true qi and blood element doubling and becoming stronger, the spiritual mind is also transforming.

At this time, Wuyi gave birth to spirituality, which can be shaped and changed, whether it is true qi or blood gang, it has spirituality, it is pervasive, and it is unpredictable, and it takes advantage of it.

Chen Ping's sword vaporized the dragon, with all the scales and armor, and he pointed at will, and he swayed vertically and horizontally, this is the psychic realm.

As Jiang Tong said, the essence of the other party is too strong, not only the combat power shown, but also one or two levels higher than the psychic level, that is to say, the combat power may reach the sword intent god, or reach the illusory realm level......

With this level of attack power, it is really a desperate battle, and under the previous face-to-face situation, he is really likely to die on the spot.

"Although the old slave has been able to form a domain, it stands to reason that he can block the surrounding heaven and earth vitality and trap this person, but it can't protect him from breaking the illusory world with his extremely strong strength......

The old slave will naturally be fine, but the prince's daughter's body can't have the slightest accident, so he can only let him go. ”

Jiang Tong stood there, a black edge seemed to be traced around his body, attracting candlelight and moonlight, and all the light swallowed in, and his eyebrows and eyes could no longer be seen.

That's the truth.

Ji Changlie was also speechless for a while.

Can he say, Uncle Tong, don't care about this king, just kill that kid.

In his opinion, even a hundred Chen Ping's lives are no match for half a hair of his own.

How do you say that?

"Unexpectedly...... So. ”

He looked out the window, where the moon hung high.

But in his heart, he thought: "Perhaps, it is a good thing that I didn't fight to the death with that thief before." Otherwise, after taking the risk of killing this person, who will resist the 100,000 Hu cavalry of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It's better to let him fight to the death with Divine Master Duran and the others, and no matter who has the last laugh, his vitality will be greatly damaged and his strength will be greatly reduced......"

……

"What an old eunuch, this strength is not trivial."

Chen Ping stood in the moonlight, and the 15,000 horsemen in the distance stopped, quietly recovering their strength.

In the distance, across the ridge of the mountain, you can see the light of the fire, and hear the faint sound of killing in the wind.

"Flower face...... Uh, Xiao Mingyue, have you heard that there is such an extremely powerful old eunuch in the palace? ”

Chen Ping had been killed until King Jinghai.

I didn't continue to shoot, but I didn't want to shoot.

But on the spiritual level, it has already passed a trick with people.

He found that the ten zhang land around King Jinghai's body was like a black hole whirlpool, no matter how strong his vitality was, as soon as he entered it, he was consumed by a swirling wind, which made people feel a palpitation in their hearts.

Others may not see that there is a person standing beside King Jinghai.

The man's face was wrinkled, he was very old, but his face was white and beardless, slightly feminine, and his back was slightly bowed.

In another place, whoever sees this person will not think that he is any threat.

However, in the middle of the large military camp, next to the soldiers and generals, I saw such a person, and no one around found anything wrong, which was the biggest mistake.

Chen Ping telepathically felt that if he continued to do it, it was likely to lead to unforeseen consequences.

Jinghai King Ji Changlie is not impossible to kill.

But he may not be able to kill, and he may not be able to defeat the old man.

Simply, Chen Ping is not a person with an iron head, and when both sides are afraid of each other, he threw away two cruel words, turned around and left.

Indisputable for the moment.

At present, the primary target, after all, is not King Jinghai, but Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

He understands it.

"There is such an old grandfather, I have seen it when I was very young. However, when I grew up, I never saw it again. ”

Hearing what Chen Ping said carefully, Ji Mingyue thought about it sideways, and then said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if there is such a person or not, it's okay if Seventh Brother is not injured." Actually, you don't have to kill the army, the person from the Extreme Yin Sect will flee if he escapes. ”

"Even you dare to chase and kill, isn't this not giving me face? Not for you. ”

Chen Ping explained, it is clear that there are no three hundred taels of silver here.

Ji Mingyue pursed her lips and chuckled, nodded and agreed: "Okay, just leave this 200,000 army alone, it's not appropriate to make enemies in many places now, I overheard Ji Xuanhe and them talking, this time, Fengyun Pavilion and the Heavenly Witch Sect actually set a trap early......"

"How did you do it when you could eavesdrop on them under the nose of the Great Grandmaster of the One Realm?"

Hearing the little county lord describe that she seemed to be asleep, like the bright moon shining into the void, reflecting all the information around her in his heart, Chen Ping couldn't help but secretly admire.

Thinking that this little girl's physique may really have something peculiar, Tianxin Mingyue Sword has also practiced herself, but most of the time, she is only able to find the weaknesses of the opponent's tricks and exercises, and break it with one sword.

However, here in the little girl, she has played a lot of tricks.

It integrates "detecting the enemy", "attacking", and "confusing the enemy", pushing the Tianxin Mingyue Sword to a higher and deeper realm.

The most outrageous thing is that she has not practiced much, and within a few months, she has successively crossed the twelve canons, the eight veins of the strange scriptures, and the innate martial intent, and directly broke through to the realm of the great master of the unity of heaven and man.

Not to mention the accumulation speed of true qi, let's just say that the bottleneck between these several great realms seems to exist at all in her place.

What kind of talent is this?

Could it be that she is the daughter of this world.

Upgrades don't have to comply with the Basic Law?

Chen Ping was a little puzzled.

However, this is not the time to think about these things.

Chen Ping looked at the white silkworm baby lying on his stomach in the sea of consciousness, and found that the robbery point on the attribute panel had quietly reached 632 points at this time.

Just saw the flower-faced little girl being chased and killed, and his life was like a candle in the wind, he fought back in a rage, but he didn't think much about it, just chased all the way and rushed into battle to kill the general.

Unexpectedly, the number of robbery points increased by 174 points.

Although there is no change in the Fortune Points, it has already met the requirements for breaking the realm.

He had now understood the ascension mechanism of the Raid Point Breakthrough.

In fact, it is with this unique energy that he condenses the years of accumulation and breakthrough into a very short period of time.

chatted with the little county lord for a few words, and between the two, the little rustiness that they hadn't seen each other for a long time gradually disappeared......

It's like going back to the time when I was in the Land Temple, at the Qilin Street, and I was familiar with it.

Chen Ping touched the little girl's head, gently wiped away the residual tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Help Seventh Brother protect the Dharma, in the previous battle, I had some understanding, and I just improved my cultivation." Then I have a hunch that it will be a vicious battle, and I can't be careless. ”

"Well, unless I die on the spot, no one will want to disturb you."

As soon as he heard this, Hua Mian'er got up and held the green steel sword vigilantly.

The crescent-shaped birthmark on the center of the eyebrows faintly gave birth to a millimeter.

"Don't be so nervous, just a precaution, it's not that serious."

Chen Ping smiled dumbly, said a word, and stopped caring about her.

The mind gradually sank into the consciousness of rising.

Ten years of spring and autumn, turned into a moment.

Canghai mulberry field, years of streamer......

At 512 points, it suddenly turned into a raging illusory flame, burning in the sea of knowledge.

Chen Ping seemed to have come to the top of a snowy mountain, and there was loneliness all around.

He silently practiced swinging his sword in the cold and ice.

The day is with the sun, and the night is with the stars and the moon.

The grass and trees withered and flourished, the beasts and birds came and went, the sun rose and sunset, year after year.

I don't know how long it has been.

Chen Ping has been wielding his sword, as if he is never tired, and he has countless insights in his heart, which have gradually accumulated.

Finally one day.

He swung out a sword, and the six-zhang phantom behind him, which was originally like a landscape, suddenly moved.

Breaking free from the shackles of the body, it was as if he had come to life.

At the beginning of the sword light, his mind was calm and waveless, but the phantom was out of the sword and the sword was retracted, whistling back and forth, the sword qi was majestic, turning into a wild dragon impact, and the peaks on all sides collapsed.

"The sword intent turns into a god, and the finishing touch is attached."

Chen Ping sighed, and his heart suddenly brightened.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he found that there had been earth-shaking changes inside his body.

Before I knew it, I opened 36 acupuncture points again.

72 points sparkle at the same time.

The body is empty, as if it has become a huge black hole.

The starlight above his head roared and fell, and the pillar of light as thick as a bucket, condensed to the extreme, converged into the acupoint, most of it turned into the blood element true gang, and the small half turned into true qi, protecting the meridians and running Zhou Tian.

There was a storm all around.

Blades of grass are flying, trees are swaying.

Within a radius of fifty zhang, there was a strong wind howling and roaring, and thunder and lightning roared softly.

Ji Mingyue was originally standing very close, carefully holding the sword to protect the Dharma, but at this time, she couldn't stand anymore, so she had to retreat again and again, retreating to fifty zhang away, looking at Chen Ping very worriedly.

Secretly praying, at this time, no one will come to raid.

Otherwise, it would not be good to interrupt Seventh Brother's cultivation.

This scene lasted for a quarter of an hour.

The pillar of light on Chen Ping's head gradually faded and became invisible, he stood up, the vitality around him receded, shrinking towards his body, his eyes sparkled, and he smiled: "Cultivation is a breakthrough, just to kill a thief." ”

(End of chapter)