The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Under the sky full of stars, on a green hill, Han Chen sat cross-legged and began to practice the formula of longevity.

The seven catalogs came to mind, and the pores of the whole body opened up, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, turning it into incomparable innate true energy, which was slowly stored in the dantian.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies.

The white belly of Dongfang was exposed, Han Chen slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and felt his whole body was comfortable.

The brilliance in the eyes of the stars shines brightly, and the look does not fade for a long time. The innate zhenqi in the dantian is constantly circulating, boundless and extremely tyrannical.

Bang!

Mobilizing the innate zhenqi, he slapped out a palm at will, and the air exploded immediately, making a loud noise.

The pure yang qi and immortal zhen qi in the past are not as powerful as this innate zhen qi.

Han Chen's eyes sparkled, he smiled leisurely, looked at the sky, it was getting late, it was time to leave.

"Blast step!"

Han Chen stomped heavily on the ground with his feet, and shot away.

After a few simple ups and downs, he has already descended from the green hills and disappeared without a trace.

After returning to the inn, Han Chen and Zhou Zhiruo had breakfast, and immediately took Bai Yu to chase the wind, and the two set off on horseback.

Bai Yu chased the wind very fast, Zhou Zhiruo was often left behind, Han Chen simply slowed down, the two of them galloped side by side, chatting and laughing along the way.

They enjoyed the scenery along the way and returned to Sichuan and Sichuan without any haste.

Dressed in white clothes to beat the snow, traveling around the world with a sword, possessing extraordinary feats, riding white jade to chase the wind, surrounded by peerless beauties, Han Chen's life is very happy.

As time passed day by day, Han Chen's understanding of the formula of longevity was getting deeper and deeper, and he clearly felt that it was just around the corner for him to step into the Houtian third level.

More than ten days later, the two walked out of the border of Hubei and came to Xiangtan, Hunan, not far from Yueyang.

After more than ten days, the story of slaughtering five hundred elite soldiers has spread all over the world, and Han Chen's reputation has also spread throughout the Jianghu.

Guo Zixing lost [-] elite soldiers, and he lost Zhao Jun's use of this powerful general, so he was naturally furious. However, he was fighting with the army of the Yuan Dynasty, and the front line was tight, so he had no time to withdraw.

The leader of the Hunan Rebel Army, Zhang Shicheng, has always been at odds with Guo Zixing, and the two armies have fought many times. Hearing that Han Chen fought in Hanshui, he immediately made plans.

At this moment, Zhang Shicheng's Chinese army tent.

"Report!"

A scout suddenly ran into the big tent, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Report to Marshal Zhang, the trace of Han Chen has been found by his subordinates."

Found it!

This is great!

Under the oil lamp, Zhang Shicheng, who was looking at the military book, put down the book in his hand and laughed loudly: "Then where is Han Chen now?"

The scout replied respectfully: "Han Chen just arrived in Xiangtan yesterday, and will arrive in Yueyang soon."

"Yueyang? Well, it's exactly what I want."

Zhang Shicheng's eyes were bright, and he was determined to win. He immediately ordered, "Vice General Jiang, you lead eight hundred cavalry, send troops to Yueyang immediately, and bring Han Chen to me at all costs. Even if you tie him up, you have to tie him up."

Military orders are like mountains.

must be implemented.

"Little general, follow orders!"

At the head of the big tent, the heavy-backed Vice-General Jiang took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "The commander is powerful in all directions, and he holds a mighty soldier in his hand. Forgive that Han Chen, who is from the Jianghu, dare not refuse the commander."

"Well said, when things are done, I will reward you heavily, hahaha..."

Zhang Shicheng nodded in satisfaction, stroking his beard and laughing, his expression even complacent.

"Thank you, Master!"

Vice-General Jiang finished his speech, received the military order, and immediately bowed and retreated.

Immediately ordered eight hundred iron cavalry, rode on the horses, and immediately led the troops to set off, rushing to Yueyang.

……

Green Willow Villa.

Osmanthus is fragrant, and in the villa, frogs are singing in the lotus pond. A handsome and handsome 'son' is enjoying the shade under the willows with an ink fan in his hand.

Zhao Min is still dressed in men's clothes, wearing a golden crown, and looks heroic.

Ah Da Ah Er stood behind her with a respectful expression.

"Reporting to the princess, a major event happened on the banks of the Han River in Hubei recently."

A Meng country spy dressed in Han costume and dressed as a high-ranking man, with his right hand on his front, was doing the Meng country etiquette, respectful and authentic to Zhao Min.

"A big deal?"

"Let's talk and listen."

Zhao Min smiled gracefully, shook the folding fan, a trace of curiosity hung on her cherry lips.

The Ruyang Palace is in charge of the soldiers and horses of the Yuan Dynasty, and its power is overwhelming.Zhao Min is extremely witty, her spies are all over the world, and any trouble can escape her eyes.

I only heard the spy say: "Zhao Junyong led five hundred rebels to Hanshui to encircle and suppress a young swordsman. At the time, many people saw him at the ferry. Who would have thought that this young man's swordsmanship was so good that instead of being killed, all five of them were killed. Baiyi Army!"

"what!"

"With the power of one person, kill all five hundred rebels!"

The folding fan in Zhao Min's hand suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Chapter 025: Zhao Min's Surprise, Shaolin Dharma Hall

"One person, one sword, kill five hundred rebels!"

"How is this possible? Could it be a mistake?"

Ah Da Ah Er who was behind Zhao Min was also taken aback at the moment, and couldn't help but speak out.

They couldn't help but suspect that the story was true or false, but they expected that the secret agent would not lie, and the shock in their hearts became even stronger.

"Who is this young swordsman?"

When Ah Da was questioning, he squeezed the scabbard and stared straight at the spy, his eyes became more and more warlike.

He prided himself on his excellent swordsmanship, but now that he heard that this kind of swordsman could kill five hundred rebels by himself, he couldn't help but want to compete.

Only the spy said: "This young swordsman is the young master of Emei, Han Chen!"

Han Chen!

Emei Young Master Han Chen!

"It was him."

Zhao Min smiled happily and shook the folding fan lightly.

"Han Chen!" Ah Da silently read the name.

His hand holding the scabbard was tighter, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger. If he meets in the future, he will have to compare it to see whose swordsmanship is stronger.

Zhao Min's eyes became more interested, and he smiled and said, "Not long ago, when Han Chen cut Kong Xing's right hand, I knew he was definitely not someone in the pool."

She raised her head with a smile, her starry eyes stared at the blue sky thousands of miles away, she shook her folding fan lightly, and a picture could not help appearing in her mind.

On the bank of the Cangcang Han River, a young swordsman, with a sword that drank blood, killed five hundred elite soldiers and turned the Han River red. It must have been a bloody massacre.

"As the young master of Emei, he first killed the Shaolin monk with his sword, and then slaughtered five hundred rebels. This Han Chen is really interesting."

Zhao Min smiled happily, and clapped the folding fans together, his eyes flickered with anticipation, and said: "Ah Da."

"The subordinate is here, what is the princess' order?"

Hearing Zhao Min's greeting, Ah Da immediately stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and waited respectfully for dispatch.

"My princess will write a letter now, and you will send it to Han Chen."

Ada was stunned when he heard the words, not understanding what the princess meant, so he didn't dare to think too much, nodded heavily, "I obey, princess!"

Immediately, the servants of the palace brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and Zhao Min personally picked up the pens, with beautiful handwriting and friendly words, to the effect that she wanted to invite Han Chen to come to the Green Willow Villa for a sit down.

The letter was quickly written and handed over to Ah Da.

"Ada, the matter of inviting Han Chen is entirely up to you. If it goes wrong, be careful with your head."

"Don't worry, the princess, the subordinates understand."

Zhao Min's words are sharp, and he is well versed in the way of imperial servants, even if he is as strong as Ah Da, he dare not violate it.

At this time, Ah Da packed the letter paper, carried the long sword with him, left the Green Willow Villa, and rushed to Hunan.

The spies of Ruyang Prince's Mansion are all over the world, Han Chen didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, Zhao Min knew that it was not difficult for him to be in Hunan.

"Han Chen, what kind of person are you?"

Zhao Min looked up at the blue sky, and said calmly: "The princess is looking forward to your arrival, and I hope you will not disappoint my kindness."

At this moment, two old men came from the Green Willow Villa.

These two people have gray hair, piercing eyes, and extremely profound internal energy. One is holding an antler staff, and the other is holding a crane pen.

They came to Zhao Min and said respectfully: "Princess, His Royal Highness is here, do you want to see him?"

"Zha Yadu?"

"He actually found the Green Willow Villa, and he is really haunted."

Zhao Minxiu frowned, with a displeased expression on her face, she immediately turned and walked away, with her back to the elder Xuan Ming, and impatiently threw out a word.

"Just say I'm not here!"

Now that there are constant disputes in the rivers and lakes, the various sects join hands to deal with the Mingjiao, and the Ruyang Palace is watching the fire from the other side, Zhao Min is busy making plans to reap the benefits of the fisherman, it can be said that he has been busy.

Zha Yadu is the beloved son of the Seventh Prince, and when he came to the Green Willow Villa, it really added to the confusion.

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Seeing this, the two elders Xuanming smiled wryly, and the two shook their heads one after another, and they were not there immediately?

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