The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 107: Like a surging river, it continues
"The clouds of the nine heavens are hanging down, and the waters of the four seas are standing still. Is this something that mortals like us can use?"

With his hands on the towering city wall and feeling the surging sea water, Fei Bin, the "Big Songyang Hand", was stunned. The shock in his heart can be imagined.

The Chen Mansion is located in Xicheng District, which is close to the sea. After Shen Yuanliang and Dongfang Bubai left, people flocked to the city and stood on the city wall to watch the battle. There was complete silence for a while.

"Is this the second level of martial arts? It is a world of difference from the third level of martial arts. It controls the true meaning of martial arts and can bring out ten or twenty times of one's own strength."

"General Shen has made a breakthrough? His blood and energy are so strong, and there is no internal force fluctuation in his body. How is this possible? What kind of martial arts is he practicing?"

Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School, stood with his hands behind his back, his right hand clenched tightly, and drops of blood flowed down and spilled on the brand new city wall without him noticing.

Even someone as cunning as Zuo Lengchan was frightened at this moment. You have to know that the person Shen Yuanliang defeated was the famous Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun and Moon Sect who had never been defeated in his life.

Disciples of the Songshan School died one after another in the Liaodong Peninsula, and even his fellow apprentice Le Hou died in Jingbian Fort. A hero like Zuo Lengchan also had a thorn in his heart, but for the development of the Songshan School, he had to endure it.

Having witnessed Shen Yuanliang's absolute strength at this moment, all the little thoughts in Zuo Lengchan's heart melted away like ice and snow, leaving only awe.

"Dad, Mom, what a big fist!"

Pointing at the fist shadow as big as a mountain on the sea, Yue Lingshan shouted and vented the fear in her heart.

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and a huge wave swept in, instantly crashing into the solid wall of Yongning City. The splashing sea water covered Yue Lingshan's face, which tasted salty.

"Even Dongfang Bubai is no match for General Shen, so who in the world can be his opponent?"

"Fortunately, our Huashan Sect did not offend General Shen."

Stroking his graying beard, Yue Buqun looked calm, but his rapidly shrinking pupils and the beard that he accidentally stroked off revealed his inner unrest.

Shen Yuanliang is very young, much younger than his eldest disciple Linghu Chong. Even though Linghu Chong is extremely talented and has the innate ability of swordsmanship, he is still at the fifth level in martial arts.

Yue Buqun had some complaints about Shen Yuanliang using the "Book of the Sword of Exorcism" to compromise his "Purple Cloud Divine Art". But now he had only one thought in mind: never offend Shen Yuanliang no matter what.

"Amazing!"

Linghu Chong, who was standing aside, stared intently at Shen Yuanliang who was walking on the water. The little pride he had in his heart was instantly shattered, and the admiration for him in his heart was like a surging river, endless.

"Pot pot."

Seeing her brother defeating the bad woman, Shen Qianqian jumped down from the city wall, like willow catkins floating in the wind, and landed steadily on the ground, followed closely by Li Wan'er.

"Didn't I tell you not to come over?"

"It's just Dongfang Bubai. I can defeat her with one hand. Just think of it as stretching your muscles. There's nothing to worry about."

Pinching Shen Qianqian's nose, Shen Yuanliang said nonchalantly.

"Brother Yuanliang."

Twisting the snow-white silk handkerchief in her hands, Li Wan'er's thousands of words were turned into these four words, which contained all her worries, uneasiness and a hint of joy after victory.

Before the battle, even though Shen Yuanliang didn't let them come, Li Wan'er still came secretly, keeping an eye on this earth-shaking battle, ready to respond at any time.

No matter how powerful Dongfang Bubai was, the 3,000 iron guards guarding the city gates were enough to deal with all dangers, and even a second-grade martial arts master could be surrounded and killed. After three months of training, with the help of Snow Lotus Rice, the iron guards, who were originally seventh or eighth-grade martial arts masters, were now all sixth-grade martial arts masters, equipped with sturdy armor, and were indestructible. They could even flatten a mountain.

With a creaky sound, the heavy steel gate slowly opened.

Three thousand Iron Guards filed out, lined up in neat rows, their bright silver armor gleaming in the sun, the goose-feather swords in their hands emitting a chilling light.

On the three-meter-high flagpole, the flag representing the Shen family fluttered. With a bright red background, a circular pattern made up of abyss magic vines appeared on it, emitting a chilling chill.

"Congratulations to my lord for his great improvement in power and for defeating Dongfang Bubai in one fell swoop."

Earth-shaking congratulations spread out in all directions with the three thousand Iron Guards as the center. At the same time, bursts of blood and wolf smoke spread into the sky, and the entire sky was painted a rich blood red.

"That's my son. That's my son."

On the city wall, Lin Zhennan, dressed in a red official suit and a Dongpo scarf on his head, pointed at Lin Pingzhi in the Iron Guard and excitedly "talked nonsense" and danced with his hands.

I haven't seen him for a while. Lin Pingzhi, who used to be a pretty boy, has now been reborn, as if he has become a different person from the inside out.

His bronze skin, muscular body, determined eyes and so on all show that Lin Pingzhi is now a completely different person from before and is now a qualified member of the Iron Guard.

Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun and others who were familiar with the inside story followed the direction of Lin Zhennan's finger and looked carefully at Lin Pingzhi who had emerged from a cocoon into a butterfly. A hint of surprise flashed in their ink-black eyes.

Is he Lin Pingzhi?

Chen Mansion.

"Madam, the young master won."

Dongmei, dressed in black and with a pearl hairpin in her hair, ran in hurriedly. Her face was full of excitement and her eyes were sparkling. It was obvious that it was good news.

"Oh! Liang Geer won?"

Shen Chen, who was walking back and forth anxiously in the hall, finally felt relieved when she heard the good news brought by Dongmei. She even said "hello" three times to express her inner joy.

"How did Liang Geer win? Tell us all about it!"

Sitting upright on the armchair, wearing an emerald-colored double-breasted jacket and leaning on a cane, Old Lady Chen breathed a sigh of relief and then asked with a smile.

Although he knew that his grandson Shen Yuanliang had made great military achievements, having killed Oboi, the commander-in-chief of the Bordered Blue Banner, and Amin, one of the four great beiles, and could kill a third-rank martial artist like slaughtering a dog, even if he was defeated by Dongfang Bubai, he would be able to escape unscathed.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuanliang was able to defeat the world-famous Sun Moon Sect leader Dongfang Bubai in just one hour. Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Chen was extremely happy.

"Dongfang Bubai used his sunflower true meaning, and a big sun rose from the azure sea level, like the sun rising in the east."

"At this critical moment, the young master broke through from Gang Jin to the state of seeing the gods, and glimpsed the 'god' in his body, thus breaking through to the first level of martial arts in one fell swoop."

"I saw the young master circulate his whole body's energy and blood, and a fist as big as a mountain appeared in the air, and then smashed into the sea, forming a tsunami that rushed to the sky."

In the quiet hall, Shen Yuanliang's personal maid Dongmei was the center of everyone's attention at the moment. She described the scene of the battle between the two sides in vivid and eloquent voice, making people feel as if they were there.

(End of this chapter)