Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

"He actually..."

At some point, Guo Jing had also arrived on the battlefield. His pupils were constricted and his face was extremely solemn as he watched the earth-shattering battle.

His mind was swaying as he watched, and the energy in his body was constantly surging, as if he was eager to rush out and show off his talents.

"This is the unity of heaven and man!"

Looking at the two figures fighting in the heavy rain, Guo Jing's pupils were shining brightly, and his fighting spirit was so strong that he could hardly contain it.

Even the violent storm and thunder could not hide the shocking collision!

Lu Nianchou's pure and sharp spiritual will can shock all the strong men in the Great Victory Pass. Like the blue dragon above the nine heavens, it contains the oldest and most terrifying power.

Although it is only a newborn, like a childish dragon, it has already shown terrifying power that is enough to kill immortals and gods.

Think about this child's age again,

Is this more than just terrifying?

retreat!

retreat!

Without any words, everyone near the battlefield retreated crazily.

Even the usually fierce Mongolian soldiers did not need anyone's command at this moment, so they retreated frantically, leaving a ten-mile radius as a no-man's land.

"The battle between heaven and man..."

From all over the battlefield of Dashengguan, those who saw this place couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

A teenage boy shocked the world with his sword at Dasheng Pass, and the blue dragon roared into the sky, showing the strength of heaven and man.

In the eyes of most people, this is just a legend and a myth!

"You actually hurt me?"

A voice sounded above the battlefield. Although it sounded calm, it made everyone feel endless anger.

Wang Chongyang slowly raised his hand and saw a bloody wound in his right palm. His face looked a little ugly and his eyes fell on Lu Nianchou.

This young man's name came to his ears again and again, but every time he heard it, he felt frightened.

That kind of speed of strength improvement is simply unbelievable and beyond common sense.

He has never seen a person whose strength can grow so fast, it is simply unbelievable!

When I first heard his name, he was just a junior with some blessings; later he became a Taoist walker and killed everyone in the battle of Xiangyang City, showing his peerless sharpness.

But the previous times were far inferior to this time.

Because, at this time, he still stepped into heaven and became the pinnacle existence in Middle-earth.

Even being able to compete head-on with a Taoist master like Wang Chongyang is simply unbelievable.

"The future life is to be feared."

Wang Chongyang looked at the looming figure, feeling amazed and a little regretful in his heart.

The teenage boy has already stepped into heaven. What a talent he is, but he has to go against the rules of heaven, which makes him sigh.

The sword intent that Lu Nianchou unleashed was shocking, but it could also be clearly seen that he had just stepped into this realm and was still very ignorant of the movement of heaven and earth's vitality.

In the collision just now, Wang Chongyang used the Nine Heavens Starlight to show his supreme grappling skills, holding the Canglong in one hand.

If it weren't for the Qinglong Sword protecting his body, he would never have been injured. Lu Nianchou was too young after all. Facing a Taoist master like Wang Chongyang, a brief stalemate might be fine, but in a long battle, he would definitely lose.

Once caught, you may even die on the spot.

The magical killing power in the realm of heaven and man is not only a competition between the vitality of heaven and earth, but also a collision of souls and wills, which is dangerous and unpredictable.

"You are indeed a genius, but it's a pity... you shouldn't violate the rules of heaven."

Wang Chongyang spoke slowly, with exclamation and admiration in his voice, but more of it was indifference.

Even he has to admit that in terms of talent, he is not that kind of person at all. If he is given another ten years to further his cultivation of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, he may not be his opponent.

However, real battles are never fair.

Weak is weak, strong is strong!

It is normal to use the strong to attack the weak and the many to bully the few.

"Ok?"

Before Wang Chongyang finished speaking, Lu Nianchou felt his eyes go dark, as if there was a pillar of heaven standing across the sky, blocking all light!

"Um?!"

Just as Lu Nianchou escaped from the enemy's terrifying grasp, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and sensed a very deep crisis.

"Do you know why our Taoist sect can intimidate the Middle Earth and frighten the world with its heavenly rules?"

Lu Nianchou could clearly see that an eight-edged golden whip appeared in Wang Chongyang's left hand. The moment this treasure appeared, an extremely strong will swept through the sky and the earth.

"My divine whip is an ancient artifact. Although this artifact is sealed and has only three-thirds of its power, it still has the power to kill gods and demons."

"Anyone who violates the rules of heaven will trigger the power of the divine whip and go to heaven and earth, with nowhere to escape."

"Whether it is Patriarch Sunflower, Dugu Qiufei, or Meng Chixing, no matter how powerful they are, no one has ever dared to violate the rules of heaven."

"Do you really think that our Taoist sect suppresses the world just by talking about it?"

Rumble!

Wang Chongyang's words still resounded in the sky, and the terrifying divine whip, like an ancient pillar of heaven, collapsed, filled with endless golden light, covering the heaven and earth.

Guo Jing was too close to the battlefield at this time, and he could only feel the terrifying golden whip suppressing him. The energy and blood in his body surged and boiled, and his internal organs were almost torn apart. His vision went black, and two lines of blood were left from his pupils. Don't dare to look.

The Taoist Divine Whip is not well-known among the common people, but once you reach a certain level of practice, you will know how terrifying this ancient artifact was in the age of mythology.

Even the ancient immortals and gods in the legend were beaten by a god's whip until their brains were split and their souls were scattered, and they gained great reputations.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside Dasheng Pass who looked up to the sky felt that the sky was falling, and their eyes were pitch black.

The divine whip fell, and the divine weapon containing the power of the ancient gods directly crushed the void, making the area filled with golden light and hazy.

Lu Nianchou, who was the first to bear the brunt, seemed to have returned to the time of ancient mythology at this moment. The Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the sky collapsed, and everything turned to dust. He could only watch helplessly, but he could not escape at all.

All of Wang Chongyang's spiritual will and power were integrated extremely delicately at this moment, but they showed a devastating and violent power.

It seems to be just a simple blow with a whip, but all the martial arts insights, spiritual will and whip skills he has possessed throughout his life are integrated into it.

Make it impossible for the enemy to avoid it!

Escape means death!

It can only be blocked...

Lu Nianchou could only feel the Azure Dragon Sword in his palm beating crazily and buzzing, warning him.

The real crisis has arrived!

He took a deep breath. Even though he was prepared in his heart, at this moment, he was still so overwhelmed by Wang Chongyang's move that he could hardly breathe.

This is a blow that can kill an immortal!

It was beyond the limit of what he could handle at this time.

Does the ancient artifact serve as a whip?

Lu Nianchou felt a cold feeling in his heart. At this critical moment, he forgot all his fears, and his angry murderous intent and unwilling tyranny reached the extreme.

He held his left hand empty, and the red dragon turned into a long sword. He waved the Qinglong Sword with his right hand. The swords intersected and he looked around, his eyes full of fierceness and unyielding.

"I want to see what this so-called divine whip can do to me?"    "Kill me!"

His long black hair flew up upside down, and his aura reached its peak. All his strength was boiling, and he struck the most brilliant and domineering blow in his life.

Boo!

The divine whip carries a red-gold flame, like a pillar of heaven, penetrating from the endless years.

The entire Dashengguan sky was filled with golden light like a waterfall and a sea.

The ancient artifact, the Divine Whip, has arrived in an extremely domineering and cruel way!

At this moment, everyone who saw the golden whip felt a momentary trance in their hearts. They felt that in the golden light of the sky, there seemed to be endless immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons falling, blood rain falling from the sky, and ghosts crying and gods howling.

"Roar!"

Lu Nianchou roared loudly, his body burning with bloody flames, and the Red Dragon Saber and Azure Dragon Sword in his hands carried an indescribable power and violence.

"Kill with Yin Yang Sword!!"

Boom!

The terrifying sword collided with the divine whip, and the destructive power surged out like a river bursting its embankments, directly burning the heavy rain into misty mist.

boom!

Before the magic whip fell, Lu Nianchou, who was roaring and howling, was already standing motionless on the spot.

At this moment, he, who had always been known for his strength and whose physical strength could sweep through all the heroes of the world, finally felt his own fragility.

His body, which was made of steel and bones, was like a fragile fig leaf, easily penetrated, tearing apart the forehead and skull in a devastating manner.

"puff!"

Before he could even let out a scream, his head exploded, and a fountain of blood surged from the neck of the headless corpse. Then a bit of golden light rose up, drowning it in the blink of an eye, and completely turning it into ashes.

Under the gaze of everyone in Dashengguan...

Wang Chongyang whipped Lu Nianchou to death.

The whole world was attacked by the powerful Lu Nianchou, but at this moment, he was beaten to the point of leaving no trace of his body.

Earth and rocks flew into the sky, and smoke and dust billowed.

There was a moment of silence both inside and outside Dashengguan.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, feeling chilled to the bone. Looking at the smoke and dust billowing in the ruins, they still felt a sense of trance:

"Does such power really belong to the human world..."

Dark clouds are rolling in and the wind and rain are pouring.

Wang Chongyang was wearing a Taoist robe that was not stained by dust. He was holding a magic whip in his hand. A trace of gold loomed between his eyebrows, and his eyes were darting around.

Everyone he saw had a chill in their eyebrows, as if he had a deadly murderous intention that had already locked onto them.

Once targeted, there is no escape.

"He He……"

"He actually killed King Xiangyang?!"

"How is this possible? King Xiangyang is actually dead??"

Everyone at the scene had their pupils constricted, as if they had seen a ghost, full of shock and fear.

That's the King of Xiangyang, Lu Nianchou!

He was so powerful in martial arts that he was almost unrivaled by anyone in the world. He beheaded the enemy generals among thousands of troops, just like picking something out of a bag.

This man is a real god of murder, his hands are covered with blood, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood are crawling beneath him, killing the Mongolian army in fear.

But at this time, they were whipped to death without even leaving a body. How could they not be afraid of such a scene?

Wang Chongyang stood among the smoke and dust, his navy blue monk's robes bulging, his expression full of indifference.

"If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it; if you do evil by yourself, you will not live!"

"I already warned you, pity!"

The powerful Taoist weapon like the Divine Whip was not something he could promote. If Lu Nianchou hadn't violated the rules of heaven, it would have been very troublesome to suppress him with his own strength.

But under the divine whip, even the so-called heavenly beings are like ants.

Wang Chongyang's eyes were extremely indifferent. If he had a choice, he would never kill such a genius whose talents were unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

But Lu Nianchou went too far and he had no other choice.

"Ugh……"

He sighed slightly and took another look at the big bloody pit where the young man had been smashed. He felt a little regretful in his heart, then shook his head and turned around to leave.

"The rules of heaven cannot be violated, but it's a pity that you don't understand!"

As his words fell, there seemed to be an invisible ripple spreading between heaven and earth, and everyone inside and outside the battlefield looked dazed for a moment.

Everyone on the battlefield has part of their memory dissipated in an instant.

But the content involving the power of heaven and man seemed to disappear out of thin air.

This is not the power of Wang Chongyang, but the power of heaven. The separation between heaven and man is never just a matter of words.

For so many years, masters of the heaven and human realm have been hanging around, but they have never been noticed in the human world. It depends on more than just the consciousness of these people.

The rules of heaven are not just regulations, but indescribable things with supreme power.

Although the rain in the sky was not heavy, it continued continuously, turning the entire battlefield into mud in the blink of an eye.

The Mongolian Great Khan Wokuotai was beheaded, and tens of thousands of troops were in chaos. With the help of the generals, they managed to stabilize their morale and slowly retreated.

Most of the martial arts people in Dasheng Pass also died, and only a few people survived.

In their memories, Meng Chixing was just a strong man with extremely high martial arts skills in Great Mongolia, who was surrounded and killed by Lu Nianchou, Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, and Master Yideng.

In the end, Hong Qigong and Master Yideng died in battle, and this person completely fell.

After that, King Lu Nianchou of Xiangyang rushed into the army on his own and killed the Mongol Khan Wokuotai, thus causing the Mongol army to collapse and completely reverse the situation.

But after Xiangyang King Lu Nianchou killed Wo Kuotai, he completely disappeared. Some said he was dead, while others said he was just seriously injured.

But there is no doubt that with this battle of victory, the name of King Xiangyang completely shocked the world.

Everyone knows about this incredible hero!

He successively killed the Mongolian marshal, the protector of the country, and the Mongolian Khan. His martial arts skills were so high that he attracted the attention of the world, and the deeds he left behind spread throughout the world.

The battlefield was stormy, the sun could hardly shine through the dark clouds, and everything inside and outside the Great Victory Pass was desolate.

However, in the large pit in the center of the battlefield, there was suddenly a faint golden light flickering, vaguely gathering into a palm-sized golden cauldron, and the vitality of heaven and earth turned into a whirlpool and slowly gathered towards it.

"The ancient divine weapon, the divine whip, the heavenly rules of the Taoist sect, Wang Chongyang?!"

There seemed to be a faint voice murmuring. When the clouds closed and the rain dispersed, the golden tripod disappeared without a trace, leaving only the mess on the battlefield. (End of chapter)