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

Wei State, Nanling County.

Wei soldiers and Chu soldiers continued to fight on the battlefield, corpses were strewn across the fields, and the blood completely dyed the soil a bright red color.

Just when the two sides were fighting inextricably, a spear pierced the sky like a streak of red lightning, flying over with endless murderous intent and divine power, and rushed into the battlefield.

When a general of the Wei army saw this scene, he hurriedly shouted: "It's the gods and demons of Chu State, spread out!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back and hurriedly rolled away.

But it was still a step slower.

The spear seemed to be locked on him, and a sharp spear flashed past his chest.

The general of Wei felt a chill in his heart. He looked down in disbelief and found that there was a blood hole in his chest at some point. Blood was flowing out and his heart was shattered.

The energy in the whole body flows quickly like a river.

A moment later, he fell to the ground, eyes wide open.

The spear in the sky flashed red and was caught in a ball of flame.

Flame stretched out a palm and gently held the handle of the gun.

The light on the spear suddenly converged, revealing the original appearance of the spear.

This spear is completely black, but exudes red fire, as if it contains the power of gods and demons.

"It's the Lord of Chihe Palace!"

The Wei army recognized this familiar figure, and with General Wei's death in battle, they instantly lost all will to fight and fled in all directions on the battlefield.

"The power of the divine and demonic weapons is indeed amazing, even better than I expected."

Hai Chaosheng's face was expressionless, and he held the god-demon weapon tightly.

He took a deep breath, and his momentum instantly increased, as if he was breathing with heaven and earth.

Behind Hai Chaosheng, a strange phenomenon opened up, and monstrous flames surged out and rolled down, making it look like the end of the world.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he leaned over and rushed into the battlefield with a gun.

In his hands, the god-demonic weapon was like a red dragon tumbling on the battlefield.

Every time he waved, the surrounding air seemed to be pulled by him, forming a powerful airflow that spread around with billowing heat waves.

Wherever he passed, Wei Jun, who was fully armored, felt that the weapons in his hands and the armor on his body became extremely hot in an instant.

Suddenly there were screams on the battlefield.

Many people could not even utter a scream and were suffocated to death by the blazing heat.

Hai Chaosheng turned a blind eye to this, he sealed the secret with one hand, and the vision of the sea of ​​fire behind him turned into a blue dragon, biting the sword of gods and demons, and started killing on the battlefield.

The sharpness of the god-demon weapon spear is beyond imagination, and those strong armors are as thin as paper in front of it.

With each thrust, a red flame spurted out from the tip of the spear, engulfing the opponent in the sea of ​​fire and turning it into a ball of fly ash.

Such a terrifying aspect caused great shock and psychological pressure to Wei Jun.

Many Wei and Chu soldiers were already frightened and lost their will to fight before they even fought.

The morale of the Chu soldiers was greatly shaken, and they rushed towards the Wei army crazily.

For a time, the scene of the Wei army's retreat on the battlefield was shocking.

Their formation had been completely disrupted, and the soldiers were in ragged clothes, covered in mud and blood.

Many people even lost their weapons and were chased by Chu soldiers and could only fight the enemies with bare hands.

Despair and helplessness were written on their faces.

Under the leadership of Hai Chaosheng, the Chu soldiers achieved an overwhelming victory.

"Retreat!"

Cen Xiu, who had fought against the Chu army many times, stood on the city tower and saw the retreating Wei army and the red fire in the sky in the distance, his face gloomy.

Some subordinates were unwilling to give in and advised: "General, we still have the strength to fight. With the advantage of the city, we may not be able to stop the Chu army."

Cen Xiu looked directly at his subordinates and said: "You have never seen the appearance of a martial artist in the creation realm, but I have. I have tried to stop him, but the cost of stopping him for one day is the lives of three thousand people. I don't think this is only four or five meters high. The city wall can stop the warriors of creation who have weapons of gods and demons."

"If this continues, it will only increase casualties."

"But..." The subordinate's face turned red and he wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Cen Xiu: "Send my military order to evacuate immediately. Take away everything that can be taken away from the city, and destroy everything that cannot be taken away. Everything must be destroyed." Don’t leave it to the Chu army.”

"As ordered."

The generals under Cen Xiu were exhausted and agreed one after another.

Some seriously injured soldiers in the city were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

The eyes of Wei Jun, who was about to retreat, were full of helplessness.

They knew that these injured people could no longer be treated, and they could not follow them to evacuate. They could only abandon them and let them die here.

Outside the city, the remnants of the Wei army retreated in an orderly manner under the leadership of Cen Xiu, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Some Wei soldiers in the team gathered together, their faces covered with dust and exhaustion.

They supported each other, as if looking for the last trace of warmth.

Someone among them broke the silence: "Is this the first time we have been defeated and evacuated?"

"I don't know, I can't remember clearly."

One of the soldiers took out the water bag hanging on his body, but it was already empty.

"How long can we last like this? When I attacked South Korea, I never encountered such a situation."

The other person smiled bitterly: "Yes, we once thought that Wei was invincible, but now we are in this situation. The power of the gods and demons' weapons is too powerful, and we cannot resist it at all."

"Not only the weapons of gods and demons, but more importantly, the master of Chihe Palace. He is a martial artist in the realm of creation. How can we be his opponents?"

"Don't talk about us, even if His Majesty comes, he may not be his opponent."

A young Wei soldier said desperately: "Then how can we fight this battle? Is there a pile of lives? How many lives do we need to fill it up for the Creation Realm warriors?"

"Maybe this is our fate." An older Wei soldier patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fortunately, there are pensions for those who died in the Wei army. Our death was not in vain and we can earn a little money for our family." Capital. Hahaha..."

"I am the only one in my family..."

The veteran's laughter stopped abruptly.

boom!

Suddenly there was a huge roar in front, and the fire was soaring into the sky, as if the earth was shaking.

A group of Chu cavalry suddenly rushed out from halfway, smashing the retreating Wei army into pieces.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Some Wei soldiers roared and issued warnings.

The retreating Wei army panicked and drew out their sabers and long shields, and entered a state of combat readiness.

In the panic, Cen Xiu kept calm and ordered: "Use pawns and brigades as units to break out of the encirclement and meet at Xuanzhou."

"The general wants to leave, but I'm afraid Hai won't be able to let you get what you want."

The Lord of Chihe Palace, Hai Chaosheng, was like the God of War descending from the sky, slowly falling from the sky. He was dressed in red and looked particularly eye-catching on the battlefield.

He stabbed out.

boom!

The fire suddenly appeared, and along with the earth-shattering roar, a three-meter-high wall of fire stretched out.

Wherever it passed, it was like an iron plow turning over the ground completely and smashing it into pieces one by one.

After the fire light dissipated, a ravine two to three meters deep lay in front of the Wei army, completely cutting off their path.

The Wei army was full of despair, many people had given up resistance, and their morale suddenly dropped to the bottom.

The morale of the Chu army was high. They cheered and looked at the Wei army with burning eyes.

"The Palace Master is mighty, the Chu Kingdom is mighty!"

In their opinion, the Wei army was defeated and there was no suspense in this war. The Chu soldiers were gearing up one by one, preparing to kill and kill the remaining Wei troops in one fell swoop.

Seeing this scene, Cen Xiu, who had always been calm, could no longer maintain his composure.

Now they are clearly in a desperate situation.

Their Wei army is afraid that their entire army will be wiped out today.

"kill!"

The generals of the Chu army drew their swords and roared towards the Wei army.

As the Chu army blew the clarion call to attack, Hai Chaosheng, the leader of Chihe Palace, showed no hesitation.

One shot thrust out.

The endless pressure carried the fire and rushed towards Cen Xiu and other Wei generals.

"My life is over!"

Cen Xiu couldn't resist such a move from the Creation Realm.

However, at this critical moment, at the critical moment.

An extremely cold sword light descended from the sky, cutting through the white clouds in the sky, and fell on the fire light.

boom!

The fire was extinguished.

The Chu Kingdom's god-demon weapon let out a mournful cry, rolled back, and landed in Hai Chaosheng's hand.

His expression changed and he looked towards the distant sky.

In the distance, I saw a figure stepping on the dark clouds, approaching continuously.

Wearing armor and holding a sharp blade, he cut through the battlefield like a black lightning bolt.

A powerful aura enveloped the entire battlefield.

"It's your Majesty!"

"It's your Majesty!"

Some veterans had excellent vision and recognized the figure at a glance.

The morale of the Wei army was greatly shaken. They kept waving their swords and guns, slapping their shields, and making a sound like a war cry.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei army swept away its decline and looked completely different from the sluggish appearance just now.

"Roar!"

There were war beasts neighing on the ground, and a dragon colt kept galloping on the ground. There were deafening hoofbeats, and every sound could shatter the mountains and rivers.

Its body is slender and strong, and every muscle seems to contain infinite power. The dragon scales shine dazzlingly in the sun, making it extremely powerful.

With everyone watching, Longju roared and charged into the Chu army.

The huge body contains explosive power, and even the martial arts warriors cannot stop it at all, let alone these Chu troops.

With just one impact, Longju pierced the Chu army and caused chaos to the Chu army.

Long Ju rushed in front of the Wei army, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Zhao Hongming, who arrived from Daliang immediately, fell from the sky and landed firmly on Long Ju's back.

His eyes swept across Chu Jun one by one, and finally landed on the face of Chihe Palace Master Hai Chaosheng.

After receiving the emergency report from here, Zhao Hongming discovered that Hai Chaosheng had gone deep into the battlefield, and he predicted that the situation here was not good.

As the most accomplished martial artist in the Wei Kingdom, he could not stand idly by and watch the situation worsen.

It just so happened that the creation of the God-Demon Weapon gave him the confidence to face the warriors of the Creation Realm.

So, after receiving the urgent report, he rushed to the battlefield of Wei Chu without stopping at all.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

While Zhao Hongming was sizing up Hai Chaosheng, this middle-aged man with red hair was also sizing him up.

"You are the emperor of Wei, Zhao Hongming!" Hai Chaosheng asked with an unchanged expression.

Zhao Hongming looked directly into Hai Chaosheng's eyes and said, "Yes, it's me. How about it? Did I disappoint you?"

"You're younger than I expected."

"You are too old!"

"You are not ashamed to speak!" At this time, a strong-backed martial artist from Chihe Palace stood up, stared at Zhao Hongming with teeth cracking, and said: "Palace Master, I heard that Emperor Wei is only at the seventh level of martial arts, and he is just as incompetent as me. Second, I will test it out for the palace master."

After saying that, without waiting for Chihe Palace Master Hai Chaosheng to agree, he flew out with a spear in hand, and flaming clouds emerged from behind him, and rushed towards Zhao Hongming.

"Emperor Wei, take your life!"

Zhao Hongming's eyes were cold as he scanned the Chu army on the battlefield.

His expression remained unchanged, he took a deep breath, and then used the scolding technique to shout with thunderous force: "Get out!"

The word echoed over the battlefield like thunder, deafening.

The entire battlefield seemed to fall into dead silence.

The air seemed to have solidified, and the sound of wind and hoofbeats disappeared at this moment, leaving only the deafening scolding echoing like thunder.

Chihe Gongwufu, who rushed over, suddenly felt the hairs on his body standing on end, and he couldn't help but feel great fear in his heart.

The courage he had just rushed over disappeared without a trace.

Not only him, but also the Chu soldiers were shocked by the sudden scolding, and the expressions on their faces instantly froze.

Some soldiers even dropped their weapons in the roar. They covered their ears and squatted down in pain, as if the sound could tear their souls apart.

The entire Chu army camp fell into chaos at this scolding.

puff!

There was a muffled sound.

Zhao Hongming drew his sword, put it away!

The Chihe Palace warrior who rushed over had already been chopped into two pieces, turning into a rain of blood rolling down.

In just a blink of an eye, a martial artist in the martial arts realm had already fallen.

The thousands of soldiers and horses of the Chu army all looked horrified at this, and receded like the tide, not daring to take another step forward.

Seeing this scene, Chihe Palace Master Hai Chaosheng's face showed a bit of astonishment.

Others didn't know it, but just now, even though he was in the Creation Realm, he was absent-minded for a while, and his mind went blank, as if he had stopped thinking.

Zhao Hongming's figure seemed to be lifted up several levels in his pupils, and he had the illusion that he couldn't resist it.

If he hadn't had a strong soul and finally regained consciousness, he would have been tricked.

What kind of martial arts is this?

terrible!

Can't keep him.

Hai Chaosheng's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards Zhao Hongming with the god-demon weapon in hand.

Zhao Hongming did his part and rushed over.

The figures of the two people intertwined in the air, and an earth-shattering roar broke out.

Their gods and demons' weapons collided with each other, sparking dazzling sparks, and each confrontation seemed to be able to tear the world apart.

Zhao Hongming's eyes were cold and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The god-demonic weapon exuded a cold light in his hand, as if it was longing for the baptism of blood.

"Hai Chaosheng, do you think you have won?" Zhao Hongming's voice echoed across the battlefield: "Today, I will let you see the power of the real weapons of gods and demons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black blade of light erupted from the god-demon weapon, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant. (End of chapter)