Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Han Shi looked back and saw that Longju's mountain-like body was like a black lightning piercing the sky, and the scales attached to the muscles shone with black light.

It was galloping in the main gate, and there was a house lying in front of the dragon colt. It turned a blind eye and bumped into it.

boom!
The four hooves of the dragon colt were like cast iron. Its huge size directly smashed the house into pieces and completely collapsed, making the earth tremble.

After that, all kinds of buildings blocking it were smashed to pieces by it, giving people an extremely shocking visual impact.

Even Zhao Hongming couldn't help but look shocked when he saw this scene.

As a relic of the wilderness, the dragon colt's brute strength is so terrifying.

Zhao Hongming immediately cheered up.

When Han Shi saw this, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of surprise.

A dragon colt's normal charge is comparable to the power of the Wudan realm.

If they really want to go crazy, even martial arts warriors like them will have to stay away.

It is said that the dragon colt is spiritual. It must have sensed the sect's crisis and came to help.

It's not in vain that the sect has taken care of it over the years.

Han Shi was so calm that he turned to Zhao Hongming and shouted, "Prince Wei, do you know that what you did today will shake the foundation of Wei?"

"The royal family and the martial arts forces jointly rule the world, which is the standard for the world to follow. If you insist on it today, it will definitely lead to endless disasters."

Zhao Hongming's eyes were stern: 'The royal family and martial arts forces rule the world together...'

He knows that behind the current disputes in various countries are basically the shadows of the martial arts forces of various countries.

A few years ago, Chu State united with Han and Zhao countries to attack Wei and seize the city.

In addition to the manpower and material resources of Wei's cities, Chu State was interested in them, and there were also wish stones produced in major cities due to the national destiny.

Basically, the royal family of the Chu State of Yuan Shi cannot use it. In the end, the cheapest one is the Chihe Palace in the Chu State.

Many wars appear to be national wars, but behind the scenes are actually competitions between major martial arts forces for training resources.

At that time, the Zhengyimen were afraid of the power of Chihe Palace and did not dare to confront it tit for tat.

Emperor Jian'an insisted on promising many conditions, and even brought out the magic weapon that had not been successfully cast, and finally persuaded Bi Lingjun to take action.

It can be seen from this that the Zhengyi Sect has declined, and for the Wei State, the burden it bears is greater than the security benefits.

What's the point of keeping such a martial arts force?

Zhao Hongming looked firm and said: "I hope you will suffer endless troubles if I keep you here!"

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince is determined to fight to the death with us."

Han Shi's eyes gradually turned cold when he saw Zhao Hongming acting like this.

Rumble!
Smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and dragon colts galloped towards them.

Han Shi glanced at the dragon colt and said, "Then don't worry about me being ruthless and going on a killing spree. The dragon colt raised in our sect is not a decoration!"

Zhao Hongming tightened his grip on the spear in his hand, his muscles all tense.

The Dharma Prime Minister behind him showed a ferocious look in his eyes, and his eighteen arms held thunder, ready for battle.

There are a total of seven dragon colts in the world, and there have been examples of dragon colts appearing on the battlefield to show off their power.

Once such alien species rush into the battlefield, the damage to ordinary soldiers is immeasurable.

This dragon colt must be stopped!
The shaking feeling on the ground is getting closer.

Han Shi said coldly: "The dragon colt I am raising in my sect is in its youth. Your Highness the Crown Prince is lucky. You can experience it head-on today..."

"Roar!"

Han Shi hasn't finished speaking yet.

I saw the iron hooves of the dragon colt in the distance suddenly accelerate and rush from behind him, hitting his back without any slowdown.

Han Shi suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming from behind. His whole body trembled, as if he was about to fall apart. Before he could realize what was going on, he flew out and hit a member of the sect hard. On a towering ancient tree.

The ancient tree with three people hugging it was directly broken by him.

Han Shi's vision went dark and he almost fainted.

With the support of his profound cultivation, he maintained his last trace of sobriety.

He looked up and saw the extremely ferocious dragon horse suddenly stopping in front of Zhao Hongming, and then happily circled around Zhao Hongming, showing a wave of flattery.

At this moment, there was nothing he could not understand.

Damn it, Long Ju has rebelled!

Zhengyimen, which was already in danger, became even worse.

Han Shi felt a tightness in his chest, and with a groan, he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood and trembled all over.

Zhao Hongming, who was standing by, stared at Longju with a serious face, holding the dragon scale gun tightly with both hands, and activated a green bull phantom.

After Long Ju saw the phantom of the green cow, he showed a look of disdain and sadness.

It slowly walked to Zhao Hongming's side, stretched out its tongue and licked the armor on Zhao Hongming's body, and then took a sharp breath, as if it was tasting something.

Longju's eyes widened, as if he had tasted something. He suddenly became as happy as a child, jumping around Zhao Hongming.

A moment later, in full view of everyone, Longju stopped in front of Zhao Hongming and knelt down on all fours.

The people who were fighting everywhere were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Long Ju didn't care about this, but two dragon whiskers wrapped around Zhao Hongming's wrist.

Suddenly, Zhao Hongming felt an urging emotion coming over him: "Ride me, ride me!"

This scene seems familiar.

Zhao Hongming suddenly remembered that Gong Ji, who had become a cripple, had said that Longju was spiritual and could sense certain underworld meanings. He would recognize his master when he met someone with great luck or genius.

Long Ju behaved like this because he wanted to recognize him as his master!
Zhao Hongming put his hand between Long Ju's head and nose and stroked it.

Longju closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Immediately, Zhao Hongming no longer hesitated and walked directly to Long Ju's side without the worries he had before, turned over and sat on it.

The dragon colt immediately stood up, looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a roar like a dragon's roar, making everyone present feel terrified.

Zhao Hongming held the dragon's beard and had an idea.

As if sensing it, Long Ju walked towards Han Shi's location.

At this time, Han Shi's ribs had been broken by Longju's collision, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

He never expected that Long Ju would be so shameless, even if he rebelled and surrendered, he would also resort to sneak attacks.

He was careless.

There was no fortification, otherwise he wouldn't have been seriously injured by a collision.

Zhao Hongming said condescendingly: "As Elder Han said, my luck is indeed quite good today. Thank you very much for your love."

"You..." Han Shi's throat was hoarse and he wanted to get up and fight again.

puff!

Zhao Hongming swept across with one shot, and the silver light suddenly appeared, giving him no chance.

Han Shi's hot head rolled down from his body.

Zhao Hongming picked up Han Shi's body with one shot. Ce Longju turned around and shouted: "You, Elder Han, are dead. Don't kill him if you disarm him."

"Roar!"

Longju also roared in cooperation, boosting Zhao Hongming's momentum.

Seeing such a scene, many warriors in the main sect were so heartbroken that they lost the will to fight and gradually gave up resistance.

Some disciples of the Zhengyi Sect have deep feelings for the Zhengyi Sect and are still resisting.

However, in front of the soldiers of Wei who had high morale and were not afraid of death, they gradually fell into defeat.

The entire mountain was captured by Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming took advantage of the situation and issued an order for a general attack, heading towards the depths of Zhengyimen.

Along the way, without the backbone of the disciples, they were just a group of more powerful stragglers, who began to be defeated by Wei Wu soldiers one by one.Zhao Hongming opened the way in front, and with great momentum, he led his army directly into the main hall of the first gate.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall was a group of Zhengyi disciples headed by a female elder in Taoist robes.

Zhao Hongming glanced briefly and recognized Princess Wuyin who was now a woman.

At this time, Princess Wuyin was wearing a black dress, and there was a child of about four years old behind her, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, looking up and down at Zhao Hongming with her small eyes open.

There is almost no shadow of Princess Wuyin on this child's face, but he is exactly the same as Lan Tianjiao.

He must be the son of Princess Wuyin and Lan Tianjiao.

These people are all family members and some core disciples of Zhengyi Sect, about 500 people.

The main sect occupies a large area, and there are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect. If they are slightly spread out, there will not be many of them.

The three to five thousand warriors in the mountain gate just now probably accounted for most of them.

After capturing the mountain gate, it would be impossible to organize such an offensive again.

These people cannot play a decisive role.

Whoa!
Wei Wuzu rushed out from behind Zhao Hongming and surrounded these people.

Biting murderous aura continuously overflowed from it.

"Dragon Colt!!!"

The young disciples present recognized the strange beast Zhao Hongming was riding at a glance, and their faces showed surprise and fear.

Ai Jing, who was wearing Taoist robes, pulled out the sword in her hand and asked sharply: "Where are my two senior brothers?"

"Dead!" Zhao Hongming said truthfully, without any concealment.

Ai Jing suddenly turned pale, and the last hope in her heart was completely shattered.

She knew from the moment the formation was broken that the Zhengyimen might be in trouble this time.

But when this scene appeared, she found it difficult to accept it.

Staring at Zhao Hongming, who was riding on a dragon colt like a god of war, Ai Jing, who had learned all the rumors about the prince of Wei, suddenly became more stressed.

Han Shi and Lan Zhonglai's cultivation levels were comparable to hers, and neither of them was Zhao Hongming's opponent.

With the dragon colt helping her, it would be even more impossible for her to win.

They were already forced into a desperate situation and had no chance of winning.

Ai Jing gritted her teeth, took a step forward and said, "I wonder what Your Highness, the Crown Prince, plans to do with us?"

"If you commit suicide, I can avoid killing others." Zhao Hongming said calmly: "Surrender without killing!"

From the very beginning when he planned to attack the Zhengyimen, he never thought about killing all the Zhengyimen and leaving no one behind.

In the art of war, there is a saying that surrounds three and lacks one.

It is also true that this attack is the same, and the enemy cannot be forced into a desperate situation.

As long as they are left with a glimmer of hope, they will not be so stubborn and resist, but will be able to finish better.

Besides, the Zhengyi Sect has been gaining prestige in the Wei State for a long time. If they are forced too hard, it may arouse greater resistance from other martial arts forces in the Wei State.

Zhao Hongming only killed the leader of thieves and did not kill indiscriminately.

His words obviously caused many of the core members of the Zhengyi Sect to waver, and they all looked at Ai Jing, their eyes filled with the hope that she would die.

This is due to human nature, and it was accurately grasped by Zhao Hongming.

But nothing is absolute, and there are still some people who are shouting loudly at the loyal disciples, unwilling to sit still and wait for death.

He wanted to mobilize others to fight Zhao Hongming, but very few responded.

In his final rage, he rushed to Zhao Hongming and was slapped to death by his palm.

Several corpses appeared in front of everyone like blooming roses.

There was no sound at the scene.

Zhao Hongming pressed: "Don't challenge my patience and goodwill, otherwise, these people will be your fate!"

His words were sonorous and powerful, showing a sense of determination.

After a long time, Ai Jing gritted her teeth and said, "I am willing to make my own decision, and I hope His Highness the Crown Prince will keep his promise."

"I have said what I have said, and it is difficult for a horse to follow you."

"it is good!"

Ai Jing held the sword across her neck, her face showing determination.

puff!

Ai Jing activated her true energy, the long sword flashed with cold light, and blood spilled on the spot!
"Elder, Master..."

There was a cry of mourning in the main hall square.

Zhao Hongming turned a blind eye to this, looked around and frowned: "Where is your sect leader? Why is there no sign of her?"

He was really surprised that even though everyone from the main sect had reached such a place, there was still no Bi Lingjun in sight.

Such a sect leader is really incompetent.

Princess Wuyin looked sad, stepped forward slightly, and said, "Back to Your Royal Highness, the sect master has been in seclusion in the back mountain. We may not have seen her for a long time."

Zhao Hongming looked puzzled.

"I remember that Master Bi also accepted a closed disciple. Where is she?"

"Stay in the back mountain with the sect master!"

Zhao Hongming nodded and planned to rush to the back mountain.

Princess Wuyin suddenly knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I have something to ask of you."

Zhao Hongming's expression remained unchanged, but his thoughts changed in his mind.

When Princess Wuyin and he were in the study together, although their relationship could not be said to be very good, it was not bad either.

Later, when he took refuge in Zhengyimen, he was also taken care of.

The two were related by blood, and there was no direct conflict of interest. Zhao Hongming believed that he was not unsympathetic to the point of being cold-blooded.

Zhao Hongming mobilized the power of his soul to lift Princess Wuyin up and said: "Sister Huang, if you have anything to tell me directly, except for some issues of principle, I will agree to you if I can."

Princess Wuyin said: "I beg Your Highness the Crown Prince to spare the life of Peng'er's father. Although he is the son of an elder from the Zhengyi sect, his cultivation level is not high and he will not do anything detrimental to the interests of the royal family."

What did Zhao Hongming think, but he didn't expect that he was just asked to spare Lan Tianjiao's life and even move out his 'nephew'.

Perhaps in Princess Wuyin's eyes, she had seen many things that she later refused to admit, and she did not believe Zhao Hongming's promise to surrender and not kill, so she came here to plead with her.

However, she was wrong.

Zhao Hongming really didn't have that idea.

Zheng Yimen, who had lost all the elders, had become as docile as a sheep in his eyes, and was not worthy of his further war.

Zhao Hongming agreed immediately.

Princess Wuyin couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard Zhao Hongming's promise. She took her son and said gratefully: "Peng'er, come and thank His Highness the Crown Prince. He is your uncle."

Lan Peng'er knelt on the ground with a milky voice, and followed Princess Wuyin and said: "Thank you, uncle Prince!"

Zhao Hongming chuckled lightly and said, "You all should get up. From now on, you will continue to do everything as usual. I have other things to be busy with."

An idea occurred to him.

Long Ju understood his thoughts and ran towards the back mountain.

Zhao Hongming thought of something and shouted: "Mr. Zhang, come with me."

Zhang Yi, who was in the middle of Wei Wu's army, heard Zhao Hongming's call and quickly agreed: "Yes!"

He followed Zhao Hongming and ran over quickly.

Zhang Yi glanced at the direction they were going, which was where the back mountain was.

He immediately understood that Zhao Hongming was going to find Bi Lingjun, the master of the Zhengyi Sect, to completely end the Zhengyi Sect's rebellion. (End of chapter)