Zhao Hongming walked out of the dimly lit basement.

The dawn sun fell on the earth and fell on him.

The silver armor reflected bursts of golden light.

Zhao Hongming stood in place, thoughtful.

After killing Zuo Jian, he already had a clearer understanding of his current strength, which was much stronger than he expected.

At the very least, he hadn't heard of a Creation Realm martial artist who could kill a Creation Realm martial artist without a vision.

You must know that the martial artists of the Creation Realm, the condensation of visions, coupled with their own powerful true intentions, whether it is strength, speed, or the power of visions, they are not comparable to the martial artists of the Martial Courage Realm.

In this world, if a country has a martial artist in the realm of creation, it will have the confidence to destroy the country.

Back then, the State of Chu brazenly launched a war against the State of Wei after the Lord of Chihe Palace, Hai Chaosheng, suddenly created the realm.

It can be said that the martial artists of the Creation Realm can be used as thousands of troops.

And he is obviously stronger than such a Creation Realm martial artist.

In other words, in the same realm, no one is his opponent.

At this moment, Zhao Hongming, he looked up into the distance, and a sense of pride and ambition surged in his heart.

That was strong enough, but he knew he hadn't reached the limits of this world yet.

With the [Heavenly Reward for Diligence] martial arts panel here, there is still a lot of room for growth in the future.

Zhao Hongming looked back at the swarp Sword Casting Villa, his face expressionless.

In his divine sense, he sensed that there were still many martial arts disciples in the villa, realized the changes in the sect, and hid everywhere.

Zhao Hongming didn't bother to deal with it anymore, and planned to hand it over to Wei Wushu and the subsequent Wei court officials.

His body moved, and he turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the sky.

Zhao Hongming's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was back above the Wei Ying battlefield.

He leaned over and found that the god-worshipping army of the original Zhao State on the Wei camp had all been slaughtered, and the war had basically ended.

Immediately, the figure flickered, turning into a blue light and falling from the sky.

Zhao Hongming looked around.

After a fierce battle, the Wei army camp presented a scene of vicissitudes.

The once neat tent cluster was now in shambles, many of which had been burned, leaving only charred brackets and tattered pieces of cloth swaying in the wind.

Traces of the battle can also be seen in some places, such as the ground that has been trampled into mud, deep hoof prints, and blood stains from the battle.

The air is filled with the unique smell of gunsmoke, gore, and earth.

After a night of fighting, there were many soldiers of the Wei army with exhaustion on their faces.

"Your Majesty?!"

The generals of the Wei army recognized Zhao Hongming, exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed over without caring about the matter at hand, knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "The last general, Huang Geng, will meet Your Majesty." ”

Zhao Hongming has been in a high position for a long time, and his momentum as a superior person can't help but be revealed, and he asked flatly: "What about you General Wu?" ”

"General Wu is in the main tent, and the last general will go and ask him to come over to greet Your Majesty."

"No need, I'll just go over by myself."

Zhao Hongming took a step, leaving behind a series of afterimages and rushing to the main tent.

Wu Qi, a battle-hardened general, was standing beside Yutu at the moment thinking about his next move.

Suddenly, after noticing the strangeness behind him, he almost subconsciously pulled out the sword placed on the table beside him, and turned around to stab.

When he saw that it was Zhao Hongming, his expression was stunned.

He hurriedly twisted his wrist, put the sword on his back, pulled a sword flower, and accurately withdrew it into the scabbard.

Wu Qi knelt on one knee and hurriedly said: "The last general, Wu Qi, see Your Majesty." ”

Wu Qi, who is already a congenital martial artist, has strong qi and blood, and after a night of fighting, his face has not reduced any tiredness at all, and he is still in good spirits.

Zhao Hongming walked in front of Wu Qi and agreed: "How was the battle last night?" ”

"11,000 Zhao troops were annihilated, and our side lost 32,000, of which about 8,000 Wei Wushu, and the sacrifices were not counted."

"Good."

Wu Qi lowered his head, stuck to the cold ground, and said in a more respectful tone: "Your Majesty has won the award." This is all Your Majesty's wisdom to help us in time, otherwise, even if we are numerous, I am afraid that we will suffer a big loss. ”

He said this not as a flattery, but as a fact.

Zhao Hongming's timely arrival saved his life, and then another knife killed Zhao Jun after worshipping the gods, greatly reducing the burden of their Wei army.

If this is the case, he can't get rid of the remaining Zhao Jun, then he will have no shame to face Zhao Hongming again.

Zhao Hongming walked to the position of the main general, and asked as he walked: "I just went to the Sword Casting Villa, and the owner of the Sword Casting Villa used the essence blood of a living person to refine the blood pill, which was against the people, and he has been killed by me. The Sword Casting Villa is more than two hundred miles northwest of here, and the mountains over there are rich in iron ore, and it will be of great benefit to us to return to the court, so you can send someone to garrison it at that time. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Hongming looked at this battle-hardened general, smiled and asked, "General Wu, what are your plans next?" ”

Wu Qi raised his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, in the battle of Yingjun, they suffered heavy losses, and the battle of Shangdang made them even worse, and the national strength of Zhao State declined greatly. Now Pang Hao and the Sword Casting Villa have been removed, and the dragons in the court have no leader. Judging from the future, now is the best time to launch a general attack and destroy the Zhao State. ”

When Zhao Hongming heard this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

He nodded, laughed, and said, "You're right. After repeated defeats, Zhao Guo has been greatly injured. If you don't attack now, when will you wait. ”

Wu Qi continued: "Your Majesty, once we defeat the Zhao State, we can further enhance the national strength, and then we can use the Zhao State as a springboard to prepare for the next attack on the Qi State." The current Xuantian Mansion Lord of Qi State has been promoted to the Creation Realm, and in recent years, he has swallowed Yan Country and obtained the benefits of Yan Kingdom's military horses, and his heart is not small, and we will have a battle with them sooner or later. ”

Zhao Hongming had no objection: "Pass on my order, immediately reorganize the soldiers and horses, prepare grain and grass, and launch a general attack in three days to destroy Zhao!" ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! Wu bowed down to receive the order, and rushed out of the tent with an excited expression to make arrangements.

After seeing Wu Qi walk out of the main tent, Zhao Hongming put his hand on the table, and his five fingers took turns to tap, making rhythmic movements.

"Xuantian Mansion?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this Xuantian Mansion Lord is breaking through the limit when Shouyuan is about to end. In this way, the talent and strength are not much stronger. ”

"Since you're here, it's better to take a trip, so as not to deal with this matter later."

Zhao Hongming's fingers stopped tapping, and he made up his mind to go to the Qi Kingdom and destroy the Xuantian Mansion.

Qi is a powerful country among the surrounding countries, and its country is near the sea, rich in products, and very rich.

The power of the domestic martial arts should not be underestimated.

The only pity is that there are many plains and few mountains in the territory of Qi.

This also means that the Qi State has no danger to defend, and can only be blocked by the power of martial arts.

In the battle of the great army, it is extremely disadvantageous.

If he could get rid of the strongest group of martial artists among them, then the next Qi State would no longer pose any threat to Wei.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongming no longer hesitated.

As soon as his mind moved, the true intent of thunder in his body suddenly surged, and the air around him began to tremble violently, and the thunder light flickered faintly.

Zhao Hongming took a deep breath and used all his strength to move the true intent of the thunder, only to feel a majestic force rising from the dantian and instantly spreading all over his body.

His body seemed to have turned into the embodiment of thunder at this moment, flashing with dazzling light.

Zhao Hongming's body moved, turned into a thunderbolt and rushed out of the main tent, piercing the sky, and flying towards the Qi country.

The thunder light streaked across the sky, and it was extremely fast.

Zhao Hongming only felt that everything around him was rapidly retreating, and even the whistling wind could not catch up with his speed.

Let his ears be pure.

In the process of flying, Zhao Hongming was in the air, and the true meaning of the thunder continued to resonate with the thunder in the sky, releasing more powerful power.

His figure flickered in the sky, sometimes turning into a thick thunderbolt, sometimes dispersing into countless tiny electric snakes turning around in the clouds.

In just a moment's effort, Zhao Hongming came to the mountain gate of the Xuantian Mansion of Qi State.

He restrained the true intent of the thunder and slowly landed on the ground.

At this moment, although he restrained his breath, he still exuded a powerful coercion, which made the people around him feel terrified.

On the mountain gate, there were disciples guarding the door of Xuantian Mansion, and at this time, they noticed that Zhao Hongming's comer was not good, and they were immediately alert.

"Who's coming?"

Seeing this, the two immediately drew their weapons and tried to stop him from advancing.

"You don't need to know who I am."

Zhao Hongming stretched out his hand and pointed, and two invisible coercions spread out from between his fingers and fell on the two of them.

Those are two national fortunes that are as heavy as a thousand pounds, and ordinary martial artists are simply unbearable.

These two martial artists guarding the door are just the cultivation of the Pulse Opening Realm, and they have turned into meat paste in an instant under the fortune of the country.

Blood splattered, staining the mountain gate of Xuantian Mansion red.

Zhao Hong's eyes glanced coldly, but he didn't even blink his eyelids, and stepped straight into the mansion.

As soon as he entered it, he felt a strong resistance coming over him.

Xuantian Mansion, as a first-class martial arts force in Qi State, is the same as other martial arts forces such as Zhengyimen, and there is a large array to protect the mountain.

At this moment, he sensed Zhao Hongming's danger, and the formation was activated by the disciples in the sect.

They were going to use this formation to try to trap him in it.

Zhao Hongming looked around and saw the light of the formation flickering, like a huge net enveloping him.

He sneered, not careless.

Zhao Hongming's mind moved, and at the same time as the true intent of the thunder in his body suddenly surged, the Array Dao Sutra also moved.

Thunderbolts burst out from his body and spread out in all directions.

Under the guidance of the Formation Dao Sutra, the power of thunder turned into a thunder light grinding disc, and collided with the light of the Xuantian Mansion's mountain protection formation, making a deafening loud sound.

Rumble!

The entire Xuantian Mansion trembled under the impact of this force.

Zhao Hongming stood in the air, coldly looking at the shattered formation.

At the same time, in the depths of Xuantian Mansion.

There was a martial artist who was sitting in the quiet room inside the mountain gate and cultivating, with a faint purple aura lingering around him.

This martial artist is none other than the lord of Xuantian Mansion, Luo Shouping, who has been promoted to the Creation Realm.

Luo Shouping realized that there was a change in the mountain gate, his eyes suddenly opened, and he was full of light, he stood up, stepped out of the quiet room in one step, and rushed to the mountain gate.

Zhao Hongming looked up and saw Luo Shouping dressed in green clothes like ink, with long hair and a shawl, although his face had entered middle age, it was still difficult to hide his former handsomeness.

Luo Shouping stared at Zhao Hongming, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, why did you attack my Xuantian Mansion?" ”

His voice was not high-pitched, but it exuded an unmistakable majesty.

Zhao Hongming smiled coldly, grinned, and said with a mouthful of white teeth: "I am the Great Wei Wu Emperor, passing by the treasure land, I don't like it very much, so I want to destroy the gate." ”

His words were concise and domineering, as if in his eyes, the survival of Xuantian Mansion was just a matter of thought.

When Luo Shouping heard this, a wave of anger surged in his heart.

He recognized the rumored Martial Emperor in front of him, and felt that it was a little extraordinary, so he suppressed this anger again and did not attack.

Luo Shouping glanced at Zhao Hongming deeply, and then said slowly: "Zhao Hongming, you and I don't have a deep hatred, why do you want to force each other so much?" ”

"What does it have to do with you destroying you?"

Seeing this, Luo Shouping knew that today's things could not be good.

Zhao Hongming stretched out his hand and pointed, and a thunderbolt burst out from his fingertips, hitting the mountain gate formation of Xuantian Mansion.

The thunder light that blended with the true intent of the thunder and the formation path sutra wiped out the formation patterns of the mountain gate great array of Xuantian Mansion with the power of destroying and decaying.

Although the formation of Xuantian Mansion was powerful, it was not at all the opponent of the Formation Dao Sutra and the True Intent of Thunder.

As time passed, Xuantian Mansion's formation gradually became unsupportable.

The light began to dim, and cracks spread everywhere.

In a deafening thunderclap, the formation was completely shattered.

The moment the formation shattered, a powerful impact spread around.

Luo Shouping saw that Zhao Hongming was so strong, and his heart was also cold.

He took a deep breath, and the true intent around him surged wildly, turning into a cyan aura that surrounded him tightly.

Zhao Hongming sneered, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a thunderbolt and rushed towards Luo Shouping.

Luo Shouping also reacted quickly, as soon as he closed his hands, a powerful palm print met Zhao Hongming's attack.

The two forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening loud sound.

Zhao Hongming's figure did not move, but Luo Shouping was shocked and took a few steps back.

He was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Zhao Hongming's strength to be so strong.

"That's it?"

Zhao Hongming directly pulled out the blade of the gods and demons and slashed it out with one sword.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth seemed to be the only light left.

Luo Shouping was shocked and tried his best to resist, but he still couldn't resist this powerful force.

Rumble!

A powerful sword light fell on him.

With a snort, blood spurted out of Luo Shouping's mouth, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, unable to even unfold the vision.

Zhao Hongming's body moved, urging the martial arts to shatter Yue in the air, and a heavy punch blasted out, directly piercing Luo Shouping's chest.

Luo Shouping's eyes gradually dimmed, and his body fell weakly in the air.

With a loud "bang", his body slammed into the ground, completely losing his life.

In the Xuantian Mansion, the seats were full of silence. (End of chapter)