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Chapter 149 Tai Chi Cloud Hands, covered by dark clouds

Mongolian Yuan soldiers have always been known for their bravery and were never afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice. For many Mongolian Yuan soldiers who advocated fighting, dying on the battlefield was an honor.

But faced with such a one-sided battle, even such a tough man couldn't help but show fear.

They are not afraid of death, they are afraid of a worthless death.

The gap between them and these Xiangyang City masters is really huge.

Even though they are wearing iron armor, holding steel knives in their hands, and are fully armed and can be called the strongest army of this era, they are still as fragile as children who have not grown up when facing these inhuman monsters!
No matter how sophisticated the equipment is, it is as if it does not exist when faced with the powerful internal strength of a martial arts master.

In fact, the martial arts gap between the Xiangyang City masters who came to support was also very large.

Those who were originally more powerful will make greater progress after learning the Golden Core Martial Arts.

Therefore, Guo Jing, the naughty boy, and Huang Yaoshi are the strongest among these martial arts masters.

In addition to top masters such as Guo Jing, Lao Nantong, Huang Yaoshi, etc., there are also many martial arts masters who could only be considered second-rate.

After learning Zhang Junbao's Golden Core Martial Arts, the combat power of these martial arts masters has not reached that inhuman level. They can only initially separate their internal energy from the body and hurt people from a distance of more than ten meters.

Compared to Huang Yaoshi's miraculous performance, such martial arts undoubtedly seemed ordinary.

But even so, their presence was enough to frighten the Mongolian soldiers.

What's the use of wearing iron armor? The flesh and blood under the armor instantly erodes into mud as he swallows and spits out his internal energy.

No matter how sharp the steel knife is, it can't even cut through the corners of the clothes of these martial arts masters.

On the battlefield, no matter how weak the Xiangyang City master is, he can easily defeat one against a hundred.

The most terrifying existence on the entire battlefield is Huang Yaoshi. As the blue sea wave plays, Huang Yaoshi is like a meat grinder. Wherever the green waves pass, all the Meng Yuan people fall down and lie on the ground in pain. Wailed.

Huang Yaoshi did not kill him, not because he had mercy on the Meng Yuan people.

On the contrary, he just didn't want them to die too comfortably.

All these Mongolian soldiers who fell on the ground had their meridians shattered by him. Although they did not die for a while, they could not get timely treatment on the battlefield, and the only outcome waiting for them was still death.

Only such a painful death can be worthy of the innocent souls of the people who died at their hands over the years.

But in the face of such a massacre-like attack, the Mongolian and Yuan troops actually maintained a complete formation, did not directly collapse, and were even trying to counterattack.

After all, there are only about 30 martial arts people in Xiangyang City, but there are 30 on the opposite side. The difference in numbers between [-] and [-] is really too big.

Some Mongolian and Yuan cavalry organized an effective resistance. They charged alternately in groups of ten and surrounded and killed the martial arts people who rushed into the enemy's formation.

The speed of the horses brings extremely strong impact, and the spears in their hands also carry terrible power. To defend against such an attack, a large amount of internal energy must be consumed.

This is still very challenging for martial arts people who have just been exposed to Jindan Martial Arts for a short time!

Some martial arts masters with relatively weak Jindan martial arts cultivation gradually became unable to hold on after being repeatedly consumed. Their complexions turned pale and their hair became disheveled.

As the leader, Guo Jing naturally noticed these situations. He raised his palms, and golden dragons flew out one after another. They circled up and flew to the masters who had spent too much. They killed the cavalry who tried to attack and helped them defend themselves against the enemy. attack.

With the help of Guo Jing, these masters fought and retreated, and then gradually withdrew from the enemy's encirclement and retreated to the rear alive.

As time went by, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clearer. Although the masters in Xiangyang City were not unscathed, there were no deaths yet, while the Mongolian and Yuan army suffered heavy losses, losing nearly [-] soldiers.

The entire war situation was completely one-sided.

The bright red spread from the border to the distance, gradually dyeing the entire ground red.

Looking down from the air, the entire earth seems like a being is splashing ink and scribbling wantonly, leaving red notes all over the ground.

Corpses were scattered all over the field. The Mongolian soldiers died in various strange ways. Some were cut with knives and axes, some were smashed into pulp by fists, and some were roasted into charcoal by the fire. Among the corpses on the ground, there was almost no intact corpse.

At this time, none of the experts in Xiangyang City felt pity for the Mongolian soldiers. There was only one word in their eyes, and that was kill!

The soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty were famous for being fierce, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. The number of people of the Song Dynasty who died under their hands was uncountable.

The area they are in is the land of Sichuan.

During the decades of war between the Song Dynasty and the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, more than 1000 million people of the Song Dynasty died at the hands of the Mongolian people in the Sichuan and Narrow Land.

The Mongolian people even captured the capital here three times in the Sichuan and Narrow Land. In one massacre alone, 140 million people were left in the capital.

How can you show mercy to these cold-blooded butchers in the narrow land of Sichuan? How can you be worthy of the more than 1000 million Song Dynasty heroes in the sky?

What made these martial arts masters even more excited was that waves of cheers that pierced the sky came from the city behind them.

The soldiers on the city wall hit the ground with their weapons and cheered loudly to cheer for the martial arts masters on the front line.

The atmosphere of the people in the city was more enthusiastic than that of the soldiers on the front line. Many people took out the pots and pans at home, banging them and cheering.

The people in the city had long known the situation on the battlefield from the soldiers on the front line.

The hatred towards the Mongolian soldiers that they have accumulated over the years is really too deep. Anyone who lives in the Sichuan and Narrow Land has almost had someone close to them die at the hands of the Mongolian soldiers. This hatred is so deep that Even the water from all over the world cannot wash it away.

The news from the front line at this time is definitely the most exciting news they have ever heard in their lives!
As the battle progressed to a fierce stage, the resistance of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers became weaker and weaker, and many soldiers even began to flee.

Originally, at the beginning, some military generals took action to kill the deserters and keep the formation intact, but after the fight, these military generals couldn't help but start running away.

They really have no hope of victory.

It's okay for ordinary masters to say that although they can defeat a thousand enemies and defeat an enemy, they have a total of 30 people. Even with a large number of people, these masters can exhaust their internal strength.

But the most troublesome thing is the top ten masters. The lethality of each of these masters is extremely terrifying. They can kill more than a dozen soldiers with a single move. Moreover, their internal strength is extremely abundant. They have obviously been fighting for a long time. But there was no sign of fatigue at all, making them completely unable to compete.

At this moment, a small black spot appeared on the horizon, and then there was a roar of thunder, and a black shadow flew from far to near over the sky of the battlefield.

On top of the turquoise sword body, stood a man and a woman. The man was tall, with fluttering sleeves, and had the air of a master.The girl's appearance is cute and cute, and she looks very quirky.

The visitors were Guo Xiang and Zhang Junbao who came after hearing the news.

Because they were flying with swords, the two of them arrived at the battlefield very quickly, much faster than Guo Jing expected.

Because the speed was so fast, the movement of Zhang Junbao's flying sword was like the arrival of the God of Thunder, shaking hundreds of miles and attracting the attention of the entire battlefield.

The martial arts people on the battlefield looked up and saw Guo Xiang hugging Zhang Junbao's waist tightly like a little bird.

Seeing this scene, the martial arts masters in Xiangyang City all showed knowing smiles.

The little fairy gained a lot from this trip, and Chenggong and Miss Guo Xiang made huge progress.

Even Guo Jing had a satisfied smile on his face.

Guo Xiang is his biological daughter, and logically speaking, he would not want his cabbage to be eaten by pigs.But this is Zhang Junbao!

Where in the world can you find such an outstanding son-in-law as Zhang Junbao!
Guo Jing was not happy enough to see that the relationship between Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang had made substantial progress.

Guo Xiang saw her father's eyes and blushed instantly. She quickly let go of her hand holding Zhang Junbao's waist, took a small step back and moved a little away.

Zhang Junbao didn't mind this at all, he said towards the battlefield: "Thank you for your hard work this time.

Now that I'm here, everyone can take a rest.

During my trip to Wudang Mountain, I learned a new and extremely powerful martial art, and now it’s time to give it a try.

Everyone, stand back a little to avoid being accidentally injured by me! "

Hearing these words, the originally extremely brave martial arts warriors were like rabbits that had seen a tiger. They ran very fast and quickly evacuated the battlefield.

I was afraid that if I ran a little slower, I would be accidentally injured by Zhang Junbao!

In the past two months, they had all seen the new martial arts developed by Zhang Junbao several times, and each one was more powerful than the last.

One time, the new martial arts developed by Zhang Junbao almost broke a mountain peak directly. However, even though it was such a powerful martial arts, Zhang Junbao only said that the power of this martial arts was not bad.

The little god said that this martial arts was extremely powerful. One can imagine how terrifying the martial arts he was about to perform next would be.

Seeing that everyone was almost running away, Zhang Junbao stretched out his hands and hugged his chest slightly.
In Zhang Junbao's hands, a tiny cyclone appeared and slowly rotated, and then more and more air was sucked into the cyclone.

Driven by Zhang Junbao's skill, this process was very fast, and a huge air ball appeared in the blink of an eye.

This air mass slowly rotated in the void in front of Zhang Junbao. As the air mass continued to rotate, the air gradually condensed as if it had turned into a solid object. A huge black and white Tai Chi diagram seemed to appear in the void, covering the entire battlefield.

In the Tai Chi diagram, there are lightning and thunder, wind and clouds gather, and the cyclone rotates rapidly, as if it can destroy the sky and the earth.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and Tai Chi Tu slowly fell to the ground. The cyclone roared and made explosive sounds, as if heaven's punishment was coming.

Seeing this scene, the minds of the Meng Yuan soldiers almost collapsed. Many of them knelt directly on the ground, their faces full of despair, and they shouted the name of Changshengtian, as if the end of the world had arrived.

If those countries in Europe could see the current Mongol soldiers, their eyes would probably pop out.

The yellow devil who is invincible in their eyes actually has such a fragile side!
What an incredible thing.

But for these Mongolian soldiers, they really didn't have any courage to resist.

Everything today was too cruel for them. First they encountered a group of monster-like masters from the Southern Song Dynasty, and they had just been defeated.

And when they were about to run away, an even more outrageous existence came unexpectedly, who could launch such a divine punishment-like attack with just a wave of his hand.

Tired, destroy it, they don't want to play at all.

Of course, more Mongolian soldiers were still trying to escape. Driven by their survival instinct, they didn't even care to cherish the war horses that they regarded as their lives in the past.

With the whip whipped, the horses' skins were torn apart and they all ran towards the distance with all their strength.

They didn't even have time to care about the life and death of their fellow infantrymen. Under the oppression of this terrible punishment, the only thought in their minds was to run quickly,

Many infantrymen were trampled into pieces of flesh under the iron hooves of these cavalry.

In the city in the distance, both the soldiers on the wall and the people in the city were equally stunned at this scene.

In their eyes, Zhang Junbao was like a god descending to earth.

Such great power is still a great one even among gods!
They all knelt down and worshiped in the distance, chanting the praises of the little gods spread from Xiangyang City.

Even the martial arts masters in Xiangyang City were shocked because Zhang Junbao's game was really big this time. The entire Tai Chi map covered an area of ​​dozens of kilometers, which was a city-destroying level of force!

Even though they had already been mentally prepared for Zhang Junbao's martial arts, they still felt that this scene was too outrageous.

At this time, Zhang Junbao in the air controlled the wind and thunder, and a golden light lit up in his eyes, revealing a fascinating divine light, like a god descending to earth.

He pushed slightly with both palms, and the cyclone slammed into the ground. From the air, it looked like the black and white Tai Chi diagram covered the entire land.

The sky and the earth hung upside down, the sun and the moon were dim, the thunder was shining, and the air was spinning. Many Mongolian soldiers were ground into powder by this terrifying attack before they even had time to scream.

A few minutes later, the smoke and dust in the sky dispersed, and the originally black Meng Yuan army had disappeared, leaving only sparse figures standing on the field.

There are probably only about 5000 of these figures.

These soldiers who survived looked at the empty battlefield and then looked at their hands, a little unbelievable.

This horrific attack shocked many comrades into powder. Although they were seriously injured, they did not die. This is simply incredible.

Just when they were surprised, a voice came from the sky: "Those who survived, your bodies only have a faint red light of sin, which means that your hands have not contaminated the lives of innocent civilians, so I will spare your lives for the time being.

However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided. Since you are an intruder, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.

Whether you live or die in the future depends on the court's handling. "

Some time ago, Zhang Junbao learned a divine eye technique from Yang Chan, which allowed him to see the light of merit and the red light of sin in others.

A person with a bright red light of merit means that he often does good deeds, and a person with a bright red light of sin means that he often commits crimes.

Zhang Junbao had already used this method before taking action.

In fact, in his eyes, the Meng Yuan soldiers below all had the red light of sin more or less on their bodies. This was normal. Almost all soldiers who had participated in the war had the red light of sin on their bodies.

However, the red light of sin on some soldiers was so blazing that it shot straight into the sky, dyeing the sky red.

There is only one explanation for such a blazing red light of sin, and that is that these Mongolian soldiers participated in the massacre of the city. The red light of sin that shrouded them was the accusation against them by those who wanted to die.

Of course, due to the long front of the Mongolian people, these soldiers did not necessarily massacre Chinese civilians, but as long as those who participated in the massacre, there were no good people who could attack unarmed civilians, and these people died without mercy.

However, the red light of sin on some Mongolian soldiers was very light, indicating that these Mongolian soldiers had only participated in normal war activities and had not massacred unarmed civilians.

Therefore, when launching the attack, Zhang Junbao used all his thoughts in his soul to perform precise operations on this attack.

Those beasts whose sins were blazing with red light naturally had nothing to say. Zhang Junbao used all his power, thunder and lightning, and the cyclone rotated with all his strength. They were dried to death and ground into powder.

As for those whose sins had a very faint red light, Zhang Junbao would withdraw some of his strength.

As for whether they can survive, it still depends on whether their lives are good or not.

After all, these people are all invaders to put it bluntly, and it would not be an exaggeration to kill them all.

(End of this chapter)