God of War God

Chapter 492 School Field Competition
Chen Yunfeng took Xiaoqing's words for granted, this Guo Xiang is 16 years old today, and the school in Xiangyang City is choosing the leader of the martial arts again;
If he really chooses someone else, he won't worry so much in the future. If Guo Jing becomes the leader, he will have to continue to take care of things for the next few years.

At this time, the two treacherous ministers Ding Daquan and Jia Sidao of the Song Dynasty had already occupied the court, and a foolish emperor only liked singing and dancing to promote peace, so it was impossible for the people of the Central Plains to rely on the court;

Chen Yunfeng would leave soon by himself, and Guo Jing and others had no intention of rebelling, otherwise he could help them overthrow the Song court, and even try to defeat the Mongolian army.

"I'll go back first. Let people pay attention to the rear. The Mongolian army is not too far away. If they send forward again, you will all be wiped out by him." Chen Yunfeng nodded after thinking for a while.

"You go, that little girl will probably make you flustered." Xiaoqing said with a smile.

Chen Yunfeng shook Xiaoqing's and Youruo's small hands, and as soon as he let go, they were already tens of feet away, and after several consecutive dodges, his figure was several miles away.

Floating Light Flash is Di Jiang's elementary movement technique, and it is also the basic movement technique of his ultimate movement technique Yi Nian Hengkong. Chen Yunfeng's original Demon Shadow Movement Technique is just light work, and with the addition of Floating Light Flash with the power of space, his The speed once again reached the super speed that absolutely suppressed others in the Lingwu world.

"He's so fast, I can't see him." Xiaoqing blinked and looked at Chen Yunfeng who had disappeared and said in a low voice.

"Is it possible that after crossing the catastrophe, the speed will increase sharply like this?" You Ruo asked curiously, who didn't know why.

The level breakthrough speed will increase dramatically, but to increase to Chen Yunfeng's current speed, even if he reaches the peak of immortality, he will not be able to reach it;

Known as the strongest ancestral witch, the number one god, Jiang, relied on his powerful body skills to run wild in the prehistoric world, and he could even strike when no one else could observe him. Although Chen Yunfeng had only just begun to learn such elementary body skills , and the speed is much stronger than ordinary people.

The distance of a hundred miles is less than a cup of tea. Chen Yunfeng felt a chilly air rising into the sky in the school grounds as soon as he entered the city. He was surprised that such a cold air was not so powerful even the Qin Emperor back then, but now it appeared in the In the city of Xiangyang, the timing just happened to be when choosing the leader of the martial arts alliance, which really made him feel strange.

What surprised him especially was that there was no murderous or bloody smell coming from anywhere now, which made him have a little guess about the owner of this yin energy.

He rushed to Guo's mansion quickly, when Guo Xiang was packing her dowry, seeing Chen Yunfeng, Guo Xiang jumped into Chen Yunfeng's arms, hung his neck and said excitedly:
"Brother Yunfeng, didn't you say you went out to do some errands? Why did you come back?"

"Come back to accompany Xiang'er, by the way, why don't you go to the school grounds to have a look, it's busy right now." Chen Yunfeng said softly with his arms around Guo Xiang's slender waist.

Guo Xiang wrapped her arms around Chen Yunfeng's neck delicately and said:

"Without you, I don't want to go anywhere. Where are my father and mother? You are here. Let's go and see together."

Chen Yunfeng took Guo Xiang's little hand and walked quickly to the school grounds. He was worried that the master of the sinister energy would definitely make trouble, so he could have some control if he arrived at the scene earlier.

When they came to the largest school field in Xiangyang, thousands of martial arts people surrounded them. On the competition platform in the middle of the school field, each expert was having a friendly exchange of ideas. With Guo Xiang by his side, the two quickly walked to the martial arts viewing platform. Guo Jing Seeing Chen Yunfeng coming up, he asked in a low voice with joy on his face:
"Yunfeng, it seems that the matter has been completely finished?"

Chen Yunfeng nodded and said:
"Well, the forwards of the two teams of Tartars have been wiped out, and all the Tartars and cavalry inside and outside Nanyang City have also been wiped out. Now all supplies are being transferred, and they should all be transported to Xiangyang before dawn;

But don't report these things to the imperial court. If those guys who only know how to eat and drink know that Xiangyang has these things, they will definitely transfer military expenditures to eating, drinking and having fun. "

Guo Jing smiled wryly. Such a collapsed imperial court is simply the suffering of the people and the sorrow of the world. The supplies looted from Nanyang are enough for the army to use for more than ten years. up.

"I understand that these materials are all in the secret warehouse you built. Even in the army, only a few people know about it. It is the last guarantee of our Xiangyang, and they will never know about it." Guo Jing said in a deep voice.

Chen Yunfeng smiled knowingly, how many people in this world still believe in the imperial court, if not for the people, why would the thousands of warriors here come out to fight;

If the imperial court is really willing to fight hard, and there are no corrupt officials above the court, and there are no warriors who fight against the enemy at the bottom, and literati who only talk and talk, then the situation in the Central Plains will not be bullied repeatedly by ferocious aliens.

"Hoho. Who will fight against me, Wild Lion and Lei Meng?"

Where is an old acquaintance of Chen Yunfeng standing on the martial arts stage, Lei Meng, who is already in his early fifties, still has a loud voice, and his beard is standing on his head. After so many years, he has finally become a super-class martial artist, and he has gradually become a master with his Lion King Fist. level boundary.

"This guy is still so straightforward, but the Xiongshimen he belongs to has already killed five or six elite disciples. If this continues, his sect will gradually decline." Chen Yunfeng looked at Lei Meng and said in a low voice.

"Yes, over the years, because of this war, we have lost more than 30 sects. They are the foundation of the martial arts. Unfortunately, the imperial court has been corrupted. What can we do?" Guo Jing said with a sigh.

"Don't defend when you are invincible, so that the green hills are left without worrying about no firewood. If the foundation of the Central Plains martial arts is completely wiped out here, how many masters will rise up to resist the invasion in the future?" Chen Yunfeng watched as one came to the stage to fight Lei Meng. The young warrior said in a deep voice.

Guo Jing has always held the idea of ​​living and dying with Xiangyang, and when he suddenly heard Chen Yunfeng say this, he quickly analyzed this sentence with simple thinking. It is not necessary to stick to it when it is irresistible. As a person who inherited Yue Wumu's art of war This point is actually very clear, he nodded slowly and said:
"I understand, even if you are really defeated, you still have to preserve your strength. I think the preparations you made are also because you are afraid that I will stick here;

Alas. Don't worry, I now understand the result of sticking to it, that is, I have completely given up fighting the aliens, and I will spare my life to deal with them to the end. "

Chen Yunfeng finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Guo Jing's words. What he was most worried about was that this stubborn head would insist on defending Xiangyang, and even Huang Rong and Guo Polu would have to die in this place.

Chen Yunfeng nodded and looked around, a colorful color flashed in the depths of his pupils, and he quickly locked on to a corner, where a seven-foot-tall man was sitting quietly, his eyes fixed on the competition platform, his eyes fixed on him. The air came out faintly, as if he was planning something special, and there was an inexplicable smirk on his face.

(End of this chapter)