Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 540 Fire Dragon Fu Fu
The assassination of the female monarch was successful, Marquis Changle died unfortunately, and the Holy Governor, a minister of Wu Guozhu, was hanged at the east gate by the chief minister!
All three armies were shocked! Morale is soaring!
Five hundred thousand Qi troops, under the command of Dakushi, began an all-out invasion of Wu.

With Nujun, who had defeated the Demon Lord at Jiahe Pass, as the vanguard, the Qi army was invincible, and even the Xiongguan on the border of Wu State could not stop their iron hoof.

Among her magical powers is the art of marching. The ancient Holy Lord could lead an army to march thousands of miles in a day. She was just right, leading the army commander to march for five thousand miles and beheading more than a hundred generals.

Under the control of her many magical powers, her own battle losses were reduced to a minimum, which also meant that they did not need to replenish their troops, and they could follow wherever the coach went.

So the question is, where is the coach?
The coach ran faster than the vanguard, and the Dakushi led only 500 swordsmen, and directly killed Zai Lin, the capital of the Kingdom of Wu.

In the past, everyone didn't know that the sword spirit of the Grand Councilor was so strong. With seven swords, he demolished the mountain-high city walls of this thousand-year-old capital, wrote a letter of surrender for King Wu, and fired directly into it.

In addition, he used his inner power to speak out, which spread throughout Zailin, allowing all Wu people to hear the earth-shattering news - the Holy Governor was dead!
Wu's response was to mobilize the garrison in the royal capital and form an army formation to encircle and suppress the Qi commander who was deeply alone.

Zhao Yafu, the famous marshal of the State of Wu, has assembled an army of 150,000 to start a battle that he cannot defeat. He will use the flesh and blood of himself and his men to build the hardest iron wall of the State of Wu!
For this battle, his reference object was the performance of the mountain-level Yue warrior in the battle of country subjugation.

He broke through 50,000 pieces of armor with one man and one horse, and beheaded the enemy's commander among thousands of troops, which shocked the world.

Zhao Yafu knew that he was definitely doomed as the head coach, so it was up to him to see if he could use the lives of 50,000 soldiers to replace the great cabinet minister of Qi.

The king lost his mind and ignored state affairs.

There is no trace of the Holy Governor. He may have been assassinated. He is the last hope of the Wu Kingdom!

If it takes 50,000 people to defend Zailin, Wu will still have a future.

Zhao Yafu set up his military formation with the determination to die, but what he never expected was that the chief minister of Qi State would make him feel despair with just one move.

The other party... summoned the Martial Ancestor Shimiao.

Fire dragon 黼(fu)黻(fu).

Fire-shaped and dragon-shaped literary colors emerged from the hands of the Great Cabinet Master, and quickly filled the entire world.

The article is most taboo about the clothes of hundreds of families, and the fire dragon is unknown to the world.

The effect of this Wu Zushi Temple is to dismantle it.

In the past performance, the Grand Councilor of Qi State can dismantle the enemy's ability into fragments. These fragments are expressed in the form of fire and dragon shapes in the outside world.

There once was a famous thief in the State of Qi. He had a very rogue magical power... No one could chase him. If he chased him, he would be thrown to the ground.

He traveled all over the world and was never caught. He became more and more courageous, and later stole Linzi, the capital of Qi State.

This man caused many troubles, and in the end the Dakushi personally took action when he had nothing to do, and caught him in less than an hour.

Just because this person's magical power was broken down by the Grand Cabinet into single words that could not be connected, such as "falling on the ground" and "pursuing", it could not become a valid logic.

On the battlefield of Wu State, perhaps the Grand Councilor had some reservations. He did not directly use the power of dismantling, but used burning fire-shaped and dragon-shaped Wencai to divide the general formation into many places.

He divided the 150,000-strong army into small and medium-sized square formations. They could not form a military formation and could not threaten the top of the mountain.

He went back and forth with his five hundred swordsmen, killing the morale of this army in half an hour. No matter how hard Zhao Yafu tried, he could not stop the man with this army.

When he walked into Zailin, the people in the city had already fled in the opposite direction to him.

He ignored these people, because the moment he was about to step into King Wu's palace, a person with an aura equal to his... no, stronger than him, stopped in front of him.

The man was wearing a black silkworm robe, holding a jade book that was one foot and two inches long and one and two inches wide, standing in the road. He was calm but secretly angry.

"What do you call him?" "Master Xing Yu."

"You are so famous...I heard that your Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth can compete with Buddhism's Crouching Tiger Arhat."

"Qi's move is too much."

"What's too much?" The chief minister pretended to be puzzled.

"My religion is established in the state of Wu, and King Qi acts like this, does he still take the saints seriously?"

"So what if the Sage and the Great Religion are great? King Shang insulted your face and killed your real person. Now, why don't you still be his king in Yongsheng? What King Shang did, I, the King of Qi, can do too."

"How brave!"

After saying more than a few words, Master Xing Yu shouted angrily. The next moment, his body suddenly rose up, his head was as high as the underworld, and the soles of his feet were as big as chariots. When his robe shook, half of Zailin City was blown up. Strong wind.

This is the true law, heaven, and earth. The earth, wind, water, and fire are all in the body, and the spirit and soul are united with the heavens and all are wonderfully unified.

"You little thief, why don't you call out your ancestor Wu's first temple?"

The chief minister said disdainfully: "Why do I need to kill you at the First Temple of the Martial Ancestor?"

He did not use the power of dismantling Wu Zushi Temple, but directly summoned various fire and dragon shapes to condense into a fire giant between heaven and earth.

He fell backward on the ground, merged into the fire, and slowly rose to the center of the flame giant's eyebrows, looking straight at the real person Xing Yu.

"How?"

"Empty has its shape." Master Xing Yu snorted coldly, pulled out a sword from his sleeve, and used the power of the water to slash at it.

The flame giant was cut off in half by this sword... There was no way, his strength was indeed no match for Fa Tian Xiang Di.

But the Fire Giant is made of flames. Master Xing Yu's Water Sword cut off its waist, but it could instantly stick the upper and lower parts together.

This was a situation that Master Xing Yu had never expected. Without noticing, the flame giant rushed up and hugged him.

The flame giant's arms passed through Master Xing Yu's armpits and came to his back. The flames condensed in the giant's palms into a knife full of spikes, and he aimed at Master Xing Yu's back yard and stabbed it.

A thousand-three-hundred-year-old "butt knife", boy!

"what!!!"

After a scream that resounded throughout the world, Master Xing Yu's Fa Tian Xiang Di skill was broken on the spot, and he seemed to have wilted and returned to the size of a normal human being.

There was no use covering it, he was still bleeding from behind.

The flame giant struck him on the head, and at this moment, the sky and the earth turned pale.

The hot and vivid flames turned into pure black ink, and endless murderous intent filled the world, forming an uncomfortable white, intertwined black and white, and a moment of life and death.

At this critical moment, Master Xing Yu finally escaped from the severe pain. He made seals with both hands, and various weapons flew out from the jade book in his hand and protected the top of his head.

The First Temple of Wuzu and the Divine Weapon Genealogy.

(End of this chapter)