Infinite World Exchange Group

"Summon Xu Da, Chang Fu Chun, Li Zhong, Zhu Zheng, Deng Yu.... . enter the palace!"

In the Chongde Palace, Zhao Kuangyin was also furious, just like Zhu Yuanzhang, his descendants are also just as unsavoury, if you say that most of Zhu Yuanzhang's descendants are trash dim sum, then his descendants are even worse than trash dim sum. At least people's old Zhu emperors had backbone ah, even the administrator said that it was the clanking iron bones of the Great Ming Dynasty! What about them? With this rare opportunity to visit the world of his descendants, he stated that he would not be called Zhao Kuang Yin until he hung his descendants up and smacked them! It's time to feel a wave of affection from Grandpa Taejo!

Zhao Kuang Yin smiled gloomily at the corners of his mouth, looking a bit terrifying, then ordered the gathering of troops, intending to come in for a half a million men to level the playing field! Let him teach future generations how to be a proper emperor!

Zhang Sanfeng was much simpler compared to Qin Huang Hanwu, Song Zu Mingzu and the others who were deploying their troops. Straight away, he took the group mission and was ready to go, after all, Guo Xiang was still tied up at the stake! As for the question of whether or not to bring people, Zhang Sanfeng said it's okay, those disciples of Lao Dao can't even be tied up enough to beat Lao Dao with one hand!

The cultivation reached the infinite fourth stage really called the land immortal Zhang Sanfeng said, one person against ten thousand troops what, his old man is not never done. Naturally out of such a state of mind, Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly spoke to his disciples, saying that he had occasionally gained something and needed to close the door for a while, and then he was ready to depart for the world of the Goddess of the Sculptors.

"Master's old man's talent is truly unprecedented and unprecedented, and his martial arts skills have already reached such an unimaginable level even though he still makes occasional gains from time to time."

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was once again closed, with a sigh of admiration, and shook their heads before going on to cultivate the latest simple version of the Taiji Heart Sutra handed down by his master.

Chapter 86: A Hundred Years of Mistakes at First Sight of Guo Xiang

Outside of Xiangyang, Guo Xiang is tied to the chariot pyre as the Golden Wheel stands by and screams at Guo Jing on the Xiangyang walls!

"Guo Jing, if you surrender, I'll release your daughter; if you don't surrender, I'll kill your daughter!"

Huang Rong wanted to leave the city, but Guo Jing held her down, his tiger eyes already filled with tears, and Huang Rong even sobbed on her knees.

"Brother Jing, that's our daughter! That's Xiang!!!! Please, let me go out and save her, please!"

In the face of Huang Rong's begging, Guo Jing could only turn his head and not bear to look. Outside the city gates were his daughter Guo Jing alone, as well as three hundred thousand Mongolian troops and more than fifty thousand slaves. Inside the city gates, on the other hand, were hundreds of thousands of unarmed commoners and less than fifty thousand remnants of the army.

Home! Country! God! Down!

A man of valor for his country and his people! So it's so hard to choose when you're faced with your own daughter on one side and the commoners you're guarding on the other! But he was Guo Jing, and he had made his choice after all!

The other group of generals watching this scene were tempted to open their mouths, but none could do so in the face of the hundreds of thousands of civilians behind them!

As for the other Jiang Hu good fighters who had been invited before, not to mention the top experts on the Mongolian side such as the Golden Wheel, the thousands of archers on display under the chariot were enough to shoot anyone who dared to fly over to rescue them with their light skills into a hedgehog!

"Dad, Mom, don't worry about me! My father and mother were great heroes! I'm the child of a great hero. No one in the Guo family fears death! Even if I die, don't open the gates!"

Guo Xiang was tied to the pyre shouting at Guo Jing and the others on the city wall.

"Good, Guo Jing, since you are so hard-hearted, then today I'll let you have your white hair go black! Bury your daughter yourself!"

Afterwards, Golden Wheel slammed the torch on his hand and lit the pile of firewood on the chariot on fire.

And this was what Zhang Sanfeng saw when he just appeared from the world door opened by the exchange group.

"Er dare!"

A thunderous voice, true as thunder, exploded all around!

An infinite fourth stage cultivator was already enough to be called a land immortal, overlooking hundreds of meters like a palm viewing pattern. The first thing Zhang Sanfeng saw at first glance was Guo Xiang who was tied to the pyre, just like the sixteen-year-old Guo Xiang he had first seen when he was thirteen years old.

None of the people present, whether they were Guo Jing and the others on the wall or the Golden Wheel and the others in the Mongolian army, saw how the old white-haired Taoist priest appeared.

"Shoot him for me!"

When Brother Meng gives the order, he'll fire all arrows!

"Hmph, so what if the Jiang Hu masters are good, no matter how strong their martial arts skills are, how can they be a match for my Mongolian army!"

Mongo's face was full of confidence as he waited for the nameless priest to be shot under the rain of arrows.

Looking at the oncoming rain of arrows, Zhang Sanfeng stood in the air, and with his hands in a Taiji starting position, he gently wrapped his arms as if they were closed, and a Taiji Yin-Yang fish floated out of thin air beneath his feet.

"How is it possible!!!"

Mongo stood up abruptly from his seat and looked at the priest with a shocked face.

"Xiang'er, there might be help!!!"

Guo Jing looked at the Daoist priest standing in the void with a surprised face.

Tens of thousands of arrows rained down, all of them resembling fish entering the sea under Zhang Sanfeng's lead, forming a tornado of arrows.

"Go!"

Zhang Sanfeng spoke softly, and all the arrows avoided the chariot with Guo Xiang tied to the pyre, returning one by one the way they came! With this move alone, thousands of Mongolian soldiers were killed by arrows!

After eliminating the archers, Zhang Sanfeng walked on level ground in the air, crossing a distance of more than ten meters with one step, as if the immortal's divine ability to shrink into an inch. At the same time, his head full of white hair turned blue silk, three steps out, the original white hair old Taoist immortal wind and bone Taoist priest turned into a young Taoist about 17 or 18 years old, saber eyebrows and starry eyes, the Taoist robe floating, remote as immortal.

This kind of tactic that was like an immortal god made the Golden Wheel couldn't help but feel panic in his heart, and he was busy trying to move forward to hold Guo Xiang hostage again.

With a flick of the mouth, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the Golden Wheel with disdain. With a tap of his foot, the Taiji Yin-Yang Dao diagram, which had originally shrunk to only hold the palm of his foot, instantly expanded to the size of a hundred meters, incorporating the bound Guo Xiang. With a move of his left hand, the ropes on Guo Xiang's body turned to powder and the whole man flew towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Seeing the hostage being rescued and the young Daoist firmly locking in his chi, there was no fear in Jin Lun's heart at this moment instead. He was a martial artist in the end, and although there was a reason for the Mongolian Khan's invitation, he himself had only come out of the mountain to pursue a higher level of martial arts, and then he was struck by Yang and Guo Jing, and had to go back to seclusion, only to come out of the mountain again after he had achieved great success in martial arts.

And at this moment, the strength displayed by the young Daoist in front of him had undoubtedly surpassed his imagination, and I'm afraid that even the records of the history of the Secret Sect had not been able to do anything like what he had just done. He, who wanted to try the peak of martial dao, how high was it, even if the price was death!

Naturally, the change in the Golden Wheel's vitality could not be hidden from Zhang Sanfeng, who had originally despised the Golden Wheel, and this time there was a bit more squareness in his eyes, not for its strength, but for this desire to seek the Way! But squarely, the fact that he dared to tie up Guo Xiang at the stake, and even tried to burn him to death, doomed the Golden Wheel to die today! It's useless for anyone to come, he said it!

"Please teach me!"

A body of Dragon Elephant-like technique had been exercised to the extreme, and even under the pressure of life and death of Zhang Sanfeng, the eleventh layer of the bottleneck that had been trapping him originally was broken open at this moment. However, even then, he still could not see the depth of the young Daoist before him.

"If you want to bestow teachings, then I will give you teachings!"

The taiji underfoot condensed into substance for Guo Xiang to stand on. Then a step overhead landed on top of the chariot and stood opposite to the Golden Wheel.

Without any unnecessary words, as soon as Zhang Sanfeng landed, the Golden Wheel struck with all its might. The eleven layers of Dragon's Elephant and Elephant-like Power, unprecedented and unlikely to ever come again, were followed by the roar of the dragon and elephant! The Golden Wheel was confident that this punch would be enough to smash through the walls of Xiangyang even if it landed on the city walls!

Faced with this punch, Zhang Sanfeng did not dodge it and met it with the same punch.

Boom!!!

The two punches connected, and the chariot beneath their feet couldn't withstand the power of the two leaked punches that exploded and flew.

From the chariot falling to the ground, Zhang Sanfeng's fist momentum would not subside and continued to pound on it!

Faced with Zhang Sanfeng's flat, child-like fist swing, the Golden Wheel's veins exploded and returned with the same punch.

When Zhang Sanfeng made progress with a punch, the Golden Wheel retreated with a fist.

In an instant, thirteen punches had been thrown, leaving thirteen deep and bare footprints on the ground.

After the thirteenth punch, Zhang Sanfeng closed his fist and stood, no longer striking.

Golden Wheel's eyes were incomparably bright, and his lips haltingly spat out two final words, "Thank you."

What Zhang Sanfeng had just said about giving him teachings was not empty words, that thirteen punches had allowed him to re-train a layer of the Dragon Elephant Perplexing Kung Fu, and after the thirteen punches, Golden Wheel's Dragon Elephant Perplexing Kung Fu had broken through to the highest level of the thirteenth layer of the Dragon Elephant Perplexing Kung Fu ever! It was a true glimpse of the peak of the martial dao he was cultivating.

Then, his eyes were gone, he died, and the wind blew him away into a bloody mist, and there was no Golden Wheel left.