From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

When Xu Xing conveyed that divine thought, Zhang Sanfeng knew that he had indeed made the most appropriate choice at this stage.

Xu Xing used the "Zhenwu Haotian Mirror" as a price to allow himself and Temujin to enter the gap between heaven and earth at the same time. His purpose was not only to create a battlefield where they could fight without restraint and risk their lives, but also to allow Zhang Sanfeng to be temporarily freed and stretch his legs.

Although Zhang Sanfeng gained the long-lost relaxation and freedom, he did not feel any joy or happiness.

Because Xu Xing not only took on the responsibility of the predetermined plan - fighting against Temujin, but also took on part of the burden that should have been borne by Zhang Sanfeng.

Under the suppression of the Zhenwu Haotian Mirror, the battle taking place between heaven and earth could not be sensed by even Zhang Sanfeng, the most powerful person in the world, let alone intervene.

However, since it has already happened, there is no point in thinking about it.

The only thing Lao Zhenren could do was to wipe out all the stubborn enemies in this limited time and wait for Xu Xing to return.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng didn't waste any more words with Ba Siba. He stamped his foot, flicked his sleeves, clenched his right fingers into a claw, and grabbed the big monk's head.

The Ten Yang True Qi gushed out, and this time it was no longer the fierce and violent Ten Yang Thunderbolt that no one could stop, but the Ten Yang Sword Qi that was condensed to the extreme, indestructible and unbreakable!

In the thick red flames, there was also a blazing white Ten Yang Sword Qi extending from the five fingers, like the sharp claws of some ancient monster, slashing down towards Bashiba from bottom to top.

At this moment, Bashiba's breathing almost stopped.

All along, even though he switched to practicing the "Nine Yang Divine Art" and achieved the highest realm of Ten Yang, Zhang Sanfeng's actions were still full of the profound and majestic demeanor of a master.

But this time, Ba Siba felt a kind of violent murderous aura and sinister intent that he had never experienced before.

Even though the claws hadn't reached him, the momentum they carried was enough to almost completely shatter the state of Zen concentration he had cultivated for many years.

This move was created by Zhang Sanfeng in the past, and was finally perfected after being improved many times by his second disciple Yu Lianzhou.

The Tiger Claw Hand is a grappling technique that is comparable to the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. Yu Lianzhou also created twelve new moves based on it, fully demonstrating the brutal and bestial nature.

The new Tiger Claw Hand is extremely powerful and deadly. It is the most aggressive and lethal martial art among all Wudang's unique skills.

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng named it the Tiger Claw.

Although the name is simple and unpretentious, in the eyes of Bashiba at that time, how can this be a tiger claw?
It is clearly the claw of Luwu, the god of Kunlun Mountain, who is in charge of the emperor's capital, commands the nine divisions of heaven, and is feared by all!

With one claw, it was as if all of Wudang was in his palm. With his own strength, Bashiba was unable to put up any resistance at all.

He could only burn his soul desperately and connect with the Tantric vows in the Temple of War to unfold Shangri-La in advance, which was supposed to be used to carry sentient beings, survive the great catastrophe of the void, and establish the Buddhist kingdom on earth.

The golden power of incense and candlelight transformed into a picture of a thousand Buddhas in front of Bashiba.

The complex and mysterious patterns in the picture kept spinning in front of Zhang Sanfeng, changing into various shapes, and the Buddhas seemed to come alive.

The so-called mandala represents "the wheel is complete", which means that the Dharma aspects and merits are arranged in a comprehensive manner, perfect and complete without any deficiency. It is the manifestation of the essence of the truth that Buddha has fully realized, and it is also a symbol of the order of the universe.

At this moment, the true meaning of "Shangri-La" was finally revealed.

That is to eliminate all chaos, turn disorder into order, and form a unified order. It is the embodiment of the Tantric cosmic concept. Only in this way can it live up to the title of "Pure Land of Buddha".

I saw the bright and holy Buddha's light, sweeping towards the Wudang peaks like a cloud covering the sky and the earth.

The light was accompanied by magnificent Buddhist sounds that sounded like the chanting of heavenly dragons or the teachings of Buddhas, and golden lotuses appeared everywhere, adding an extra layer of Buddhist charm to this Taoist paradise.

But such a grand spectacle only lasted for a short moment, and the Buddha's light dimmed, extinguished, and even shattered in patches under Zhang Sanfeng's hands.

The magnificent Sanskrit sounds were also suppressed by the violent explosions, becoming unclear and making it difficult to hear the content of the scriptures.

Even though this pure land took the Tantric sect nearly a thousand years to build and was based on the Temple of the God of War, it was not indestructible under the hands of Zhang Sanfeng, who had fully unleashed his combat power.

With just one strike of the "Tiger Claw", the Pure Land began to tremble. The Temple of the God of War, which had always been suspended in the sky, seemed to be crushed by some invisible and huge force. It suddenly dropped more than ten feet, and its frame shook violently.

The skinny and old body of Bashiba was completely turned into ashes, and only a bright and gilded Dharmakaya of Buddha remained in its place, which was six feet tall and had a miserable face.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's claw did not directly destroy the Buddhist kingdom, it completely destroyed Bashiba's body, which was already exhausted, leaving him unable to survive in the world except in this way.

Even a peerless master like Temujin who is qualified to break the void cannot live for a long time in a world filled with evil spirits with just his spirit.

If not, he wouldn't have to reincarnate.

If this was the case with Temujin, there was no need to say more about Bashipa. However, this old monk now had the support of the Temple of the God of War and the power of Tantric Buddhism. Although he was like a tree without roots and water without a source, he could still hold on for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng's move was so fascinating that even Lang Fanyun and others standing by were almost unable to extricate themselves.

Everyone knows that Zhang Sanfeng is undoubtedly the best in the world, truly invincible.

But many people have no clear idea of ​​how powerful Zhang Zhenwu is.

Logically speaking, these seven people who were fortunate enough to be instructed by Zhang Sanfeng and taught the "Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation" are the seven people who know him best in this world.

But even they don't know the answer to this question. In fact, even Zhang Sanfeng himself may not be able to figure out the answer.

Over the years, he has used most of his skills and mind to suppress the broken void, and has become accustomed to being restrained, but the first attack he made with all his strength was still earth-shattering!

Zhang Sanfeng was not surprised that the claw did not complete the task. Having been an enemy of Bashiba for many years, he had long been aware of the ability of these lamas to accumulate willpower and manipulate mental power.

However, for him now, completely destroying this Pure Land Ark that the Tantric Buddhism has high hopes for is just a matter of extra effort.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng did not rush to attack again. Instead, he stamped his feet and sent Lang Fanyun and the other seven people to the foot of Tianzhu Peak with a surge of true energy, and sent a message with his divine mind:

"The next movement will be quite loud, so get out of the way first."

Ying Yuan also knew that this was a matter of life and death, so like Ba Siba, he converted all the essence in this body into mental power, and cast it into the Pure Land, transforming into another Dharma body with a slightly dimmer glow, but still majestic and precious.

In fact, according to the original design of Tantric Buddhism, this pure land can only exert its full power when Temujin, the genuine Chakravartin, sits in the Temple of War.

However, now Temujin has been temporarily replaced into the gap between heaven and earth by Xu Xing using the "Zhenwu Haotian Mirror". The only ones who can wield such power are Ying Yuan and Bashiba.

This was a situation that no one had anticipated before the battle, so Bashiba and Yingyuan had no choice but to take on the challenge, sacrificing their bodies in exchange for a short period of control.

The only consolation for them was that if they used this force to attack, with their own strength and means, they would naturally not be able to achieve perfection.

But if it is just used to defend against Zhang Sanfeng's moves, then with the characteristics of Tantric Buddhism that focuses on structure, the two of them can exert 80% to 90% of this power, so they can give it a try.

Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to say to Ba Siba, but he could no longer remain silent to Ying Yuan, the son of an old friend, and said:

"I met your father once before in the Ten Absolute Pass. Now I will ask you only once, do you really want to follow this great monk?"

During the meeting at the Ten Absolute Pass, Zhang Sanfeng certainly gave Chuan Ying the opportunity to ascend, but the God of War Atlas that Chuan Ying carried on his body also gave Zhang Sanfeng a different understanding of this world.

If Zhang Sanfeng had not obtained the essence of this part of the "God of War Atlas", he would not have been able to gather all the broken holes into one and suppress it.

It was because of this feeling that Zhang Sanfeng specifically asked Ying Yuan in person.

Ying Yuan could fully feel the terrifying aura emanating from Zhang Sanfeng, which was accumulating layer by layer, like an abyss or an ocean, and constantly surging and climbing upwards.

But he still did not feel the slightest fear, he laughed very happily, as warmly as an innocent child, and answered happily:
"Master Zhang, at the beginning of life, we are all competing for reincarnation.

I am not talented, but I was fortunate to be one step ahead of others at the moment when my father and mother got married. I got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and have this wonderful life.

This life is everything to me, and it is also my bargaining chip. Since I have a good hand, I naturally have to find the best opponent and gamble with all my heart, so that I can live my life to its full potential. "

Even though he is Chuan Ying's son, since he has chosen the path of being an enemy of Zhang Sanfeng, Ying Yuan will not hesitate at all.

To him, life is just a game, and only a good opponent like Zhang Sanfeng can make this game more exciting.

Hearing such remarks, Zhang Sanfeng just sighed:
"Although he made a mistake, he is still a man of character. I never expected that he would kill the son of an old friend today."

After the words were spoken, Zhang Sanfeng also made up his mind. In his opinion, if someone as free-spirited as Ying Yuan had become his disciple from the beginning, he might have become a great hero.

Unfortunately, he entered the Tantric Buddhism from the very beginning and became a new generation of living Buddha. What a pity.

Thinking of this, a trace of deep regret flashed across Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, followed by a firmness stronger than iron, and he said calmly:
"In that case, you should prepare yourself to fall into the hell with the Tantric Pure Land. If you are lucky enough to see your father again in the future, I will tell you the truth."

Ying Yuan just smiled casually:
"Thank you Master Zhang!"

After resolving all the grudges and disputes, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the solemn Buddha land in front of him, which was connected into one, with flowing light and bursts of Sanskrit sounds, as if it contained all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and stretched out his right hand again.

It was still the "Tiger Claw" that he had used just now, but the Ten Yang True Qi filled in it was even more powerful.

Over the years, in addition to suppressing the Broken Void, Zhang Sanfeng has also dispersed his excess Ten Yang True Qi to various parts of Wudang. This is why he wanted to dismiss the Taoist disciples originally on the mountain.

Decades have passed, and the Tianzhu Peak, which has been most deeply influenced by the environment, has a quality that surpasses most of the magical weapons in this world.

After all, the battle between Meng Chixing and Yuan Tou Tuo back then created a hard crystal canyon that stretched for miles. With Zhang Sanfeng's strength, it would be no problem for him to accomplish this.

At this moment, the old Taoist stimulated all the power that was floating around in the Wudang peaks and the power that was deeply contained in the Tianzhu Peak. He gathered them in his right hand and violently struck out.

In the eyes of Ba Siba and Ying Yuan, in addition to the power of the Ten Yang Sword Qi carried by Zhang Sanfeng's five fingers, it seemed that countless thin and invisible silk threads were extended, pulling the seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, twenty-four streams, and eleven caves...

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire Wudang peaks had gathered in this palm, with prosperity and decline, life and death, yin and yang, all in the palm of one hand!

With a loud bang, Zhang Sanfeng's "Ten Yang Tiger Claws" hit the Buddhist Pure Land built by Bashiba and others head-on!
Two completely different and terrifying forces collided violently, merging into a terrifying force that caused Tianzhu Peak and even the entire Wudang peaks to shake and tremble, and expanded outward with an unstoppable momentum, seemingly slow but actually rapid.

In the eyes of the rest of the people, a huge ball of light with chaotic and turbid colors that was difficult to describe suddenly exploded on the top of Tianzhu Peak, submerging the center of the battlefield.

This ball of light was like a giant beast, opening its mouth of an incomparable and indescribable abyss from the void. The moment it appeared, it expanded and expanded thousands of times, then stretched and climbed upwards.

Suddenly, the entire huge mouth slammed shut, completely swallowing up all the light, and even the aftermath of the fight, making them disappear into nothingness.

In the eyes of the crowd, they could only see a huge air mass rising into the sky with a diameter of more than 100 feet, and a Tianzhu Peak that was cut in half with only half left.

From Tianzhu Peak down, all the mountaintops within the Wudang Mountains suddenly became shorter, as if they were just like half of Tianzhu Peak, swallowed up quietly by the invisible giant mouth, leaving no trace.

Such a huge shock could not be ignored even by Li Gong and Meng Chixing, two great masters who were so engrossed in killing that they only had each other in their eyes and only wished to prove their own martial arts.

Somewhere in the Wudang Mountains, Meng Chixing, who was fighting in close combat with Li Gong, suddenly felt a strange and strong shock in his heart, as if some earth-shaking movement was occurring in the distance.

Meng Chixing was originally a peerless master who had mastered the "War God Atlas". His instinct to seek good fortune and avoid danger had long surpassed the level of "the cicada knows the coming of autumn before the wind blows". Naturally, he could capture this sense of crisis.

But some things are hard to avoid even if you know them clearly.

It is like a mountain falling down in front of you. Even if ordinary people notice it, how can they avoid it?

Li Gong also noticed that Meng Chixing was not in a good state. He was a great master of body refining and was also skilled in close combat, so he should not have let go of such a flaw.

But he didn't take any action.

It was because Li Gong also felt that there was an unimaginable and indescribable huge force coming from behind him, like a raging tide, sweeping across the entire Wudang Mountain in an instant.

The two grand masters turned around at the same time and saw the spectacular sight of half of Tianzhu Peak collapsed.

With the strength of a grandmaster, although it is a bit exaggerated to pick stars and moons and move mountains and ridges, it is not impossible for him to destroy mountains and cause decay for miles. Logically speaking, he should not be so surprised.

But they all clearly understood that Tianzhu Peak was definitely different from ordinary mountains.

When Ba Siba and Meng Chixing besieged Zhang Sanfeng before, even though Meng Chixing tried his best and blasted out the "Fist Shocking the Void", it could only blow a part of the peak of the sword off without damaging the main body at all.

And that was the strongest punch Meng Chixing had ever thrown before. Even if he had made a breakthrough now and used his full strength again, the damage he caused would not be much greater.

How much terrifying power would be needed to completely engulf half of Tianzhu Peak and break it in half as is happening now?

Meng Chixing and Li Gong both thought of this question and fell into extreme shock. They stopped working at the same time and stood there in a daze.

At this moment, a blurry figure suddenly appeared on the mountainside of Tianzhu Peak, now the top of Tianzhu Peak. The person looked over here and seemed to make some action.

Meng Chixing felt his whole body tense up.

At this moment, the sense of crisis he felt was more than a hundred times stronger than when he faced the aftermath before.
The words "a hundred times" are not an exaggeration. Although the momentum of the aftermath just now was powerful, it was just like the "ripples" that splashed out when a huge rock was thrown into a lake.

What really shocked the two grandmasters was the boulder itself. A mere "ripple" was not enough to threaten their existence.

But now, Meng Chixing clearly felt that some invisible and huge will had suddenly descended here and completely locked his body.

Li Gong's eyes also moved. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a huge hand shining with golden light, as if it was cast from gold, falling from the sky and grabbing Meng Chixing in its palm.

This demon sect leader, who was invincible in the world and had few rivals in the universe, trembled all over and once again used the peerless boxing skills that he had created earlier with the help of the toughness of the fetal membrane of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Meng Chixing no longer uses his fists to exert this shocking force, but instead mobilizes the bones, membranes, muscles, internal organs, and even every part of the body!

For a moment, his entire body seemed to have turned into a blurred afterimage, causing the void itself to vibrate endlessly. Inaudible, deafening, but extremely loud noises exploded continuously, shaking the heavens and the earth.

This kind of move that uses the whole body's strength to shake the void requires extremely high physical strength. If Meng Chixing had not obtained the "War God Atlas" and made progress in the way of body training, he would not be able to perform it.

But the strong load also brought about terrifying power. In terms of power alone, this move is not inferior to Zhang Sanfeng's Ten Yang Thunderbolt that almost killed Meng Chixing that day, or Temujin's island-destroying attack, and it is even better.

Even the five fingers and palm of the big hand were cracked by the shock. The cracks did not spread along the outline of the big hand, but seemed to be across the void itself.

Unlike Bashiba, a living Buddha with a heart of Tantric Buddhism, Meng Chixing, although born in a demon sect, was an extremely pure warrior from the beginning. He helped Mongolia to establish the empire because Genghis Khan had done a great favor to his family.

Therefore, Meng Chixing has always served as the personal guard of the Mongolian Khan, and he has completely turned a blind eye to general affairs. He will only stand up and kill the enemy when a master attacks.

Because of this difference, when Ba Siba placed all his hopes on the Holy King of the Wheel of Time, Meng Chixing chose to improve his own martial arts in the hope that one day he could face off against Zhang Sanfeng head-on.

Now, this pure warrior, who had spent his entire life's energy and learning and exhausted all his talent and knowledge to create a peerless martial art, finally moved Zhang Sanfeng.

The violent earthquake caused by Meng Chixing was extremely terrifying, and it acted directly on the void from the bottom, causing the void to distort, and driving all existences based on it to bend and undulate, like heavy waves, rushing in all directions.

However, although Meng Chixing's move was extremely powerful, Zhang Sanfeng's Ten Yang True Qi was so abundant and overbearing that it seemed endless.

As soon as the crack appeared, Zhang Sanfeng forcibly closed it with even more powerful true energy, and also smoothed out the distorted void.

Although Meng Chixing is also considered a genius, when it comes to understanding and insight into the nature of the void, how can he compare with Zhang Sanfeng, who has suppressed the void for decades?

The reason why this move was effective before was because Zhang Sanfeng was temporarily unable to spare the attention to deal with him.

Now, with the help of Xu Xing, the old Taoist priest has temporarily broken free from his shackles and can attack as he pleases. Under his control, Meng Chixing simply cannot trigger a chain reaction as imagined!

There were 749 explosions in a row, but Meng Chixing still couldn't break free from his restraints.

Because the giant hand formed by Zhang Sanfeng's true qi can be reassembled many times after being broken. As long as the true qi is abundant and strong enough, it will not have any impact at all.

However, Meng Chixing's body could no longer bear the heavy burden.

Strands of blood gradually seeped out from between the five thick fingers of the giant hand, and Meng Chixing's devil-like body also gradually began to fall apart and shatter.

It can be predicted that Zhang Sanfeng does not need to make any further efforts. He just needs to hold on for a while longer and Meng Chixing will collapse on his own.

With the battle wisdom of this demon master, he could naturally think of this, but he remained indomitable and persisted in this seemingly meaningless shock.

At this moment, the invisible shackles that had trapped Meng Chixing for many years had turned into a tangible giant hand, covering his body.

For Meng Chixing, there is no better opportunity than this to verify what he has learned in his life.

Although he was now in the palm of Zhang Sanfeng's hand, he felt as if he had returned to the long street where he had a decisive battle with Chuan Ying. The sky was filled with dark clouds, the ground was gloomy, and an extreme thunderstorm was brewing.

On that day, Chuan Ying's skills had not actually reached the peak that Meng Chixing was at.

However, he relied on the vague and extremely mysterious connection with the existence of heaven and earth, responded to the key of yin and yang, and guided the thunder to deliver a blow that even Meng Chixing was amazed and shocked.

Since that day, Meng Chixing often thought about this battle and Chuan Ying's attack.

It was not until he learned the complete set of "God of War Atlas" from Temujin that Meng Chixing finally understood how Chuan Ying managed to do all this.

This time, Meng Chixing felt as if he had become a legendary eagle. Under the tremendous pressure brought by Zhang Sanfeng, he finally mastered the obstacles that had been inaccessible to him before.

Meng Chixing's body at this moment looked like it had been rolled back and forth by a millstone, with his bones almost broken and his flesh and blood blurred.

But his eyes were completely calm, and all he was thinking about was the supreme martial arts that was within reach.

Although Meng Chixing has been unable to break the void because of Zhang Sanfeng's existence, he does not feel aggrieved or depressed at all. Instead, he is quite happy.

For Meng Chixing, "breaking the void" is just a representation of achievement in martial arts. The pinnacle of martial arts that he seeks cannot be summed up by these four words.

The appearance of Zhang Sanfeng proves that breaking the void is not the real limit of martial arts in this world.

Before defeating Zhang Sanfeng and achieving achievements comparable to that of this man, Meng Chixing was not so keen on the so-called "breaking the void".

But now, Meng Chixing has even put life and death aside, he only cares about one thing.

——Can this punch that I have prepared for decades surpass my limit and slightly reach the realm that Zhang Sanfeng is in? !
With a loud bang, Meng Chixing's body suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist. His bones, flesh, skin, and all the organs in his body became part of the bloody mist.

After seeing Zhang Sanfeng take action, Li Gong felt both regret and relief and joy. Even though he no longer had Meng Chixing as his whetstone, the fact that Zhang Sanfeng was able to free up his hands would undoubtedly add more guarantees to the battle situation.

But at this moment, Li Gong looked at the blood mist and felt a sense of life-threatening crisis that he had never experienced even in the fierce battle just now.

Obviously, even though his body has collapsed to this point, it is not death for Meng Chixing. He still has the strength to make one last blow before the end of his life!
If Meng Chixing uses such means in a battle, how should I fight him?
Li Gong couldn't help but think of this question.

But Meng Chixing no longer had time to think. Most of his consciousness had been completely annihilated, and he only had one thought left:
——Punch!
In the violent vibration, the blood mist was no longer as blurry as before, but extremely clear, and surging extremely slowly.

This slowness is not real slowness, but the feeling of "slowness" is caused by the superposition of hundreds or thousands of vibrations.

The blood mist shook and completely shattered the giant golden sun hand that Zhang Sanfeng had transformed into. Then, it condensed into a fist and broke through the air and went straight to Tianzhu Peak.

Meng Chixing has integrated everything he has in his life into this fist!

"Oh? You do have some warrior spirit."

On Tianzhu Peak, Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows.

Although he knew that Meng Chixing was his enemy not for the achievement of breaking the void, but just to prove his own martial arts, he was still amazed to see this demon sect sacrifice his energy and spirit to deliver such a decisive blow.

Zhang Sanfeng also paid the highest respect to this martial arts fanatic who was devoted to learning martial arts.

The old immortal drew arcs with his hands, connecting them into a perfect circle. The surging Ten Yang True Qi was also replaced by the Nine Sky True Qi, which was a combination of yin and yang, pure and upright.

Even though he had been immersed in the Ten Yang Realm for many years, Zhang Sanfeng was still most adept at and best at the Tai Chi that he created himself.

The old immortal waved his hands, and the Nine Heavens Sutra once again split into two forces of pure yin and pure yang, forming a Tai Chi diagram of black and white interwoven, covering an area of ​​a hundred feet around him.

The blood mist transformed by Meng Chixing also spread to this hundred feet away, like a blood-colored storm covering the sky and the earth, spinning violently along with the Yin-Yang fish.

After ten full breaths, the blood color finally disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only an extremely fresh fragrance.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly withdrew his hands, and the Tai Chi diagram also disappeared.

Suddenly, the War God Temple in the distance was seen shaking again. In the eyes of the masters, a ray of red blood light broke through the dome of the War God Temple and hit the infinitely distant sky!

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Before the fist reached him, Temujin smelled a scent.

In this empty world, there is no smell. Even people's vision and hearing will be seriously disturbed. At least Temujin didn't smell any smell just now.

But now, this sudden smell was so strong that it surged like a tide as soon as it appeared, and it went into Temujin's nose uncontrollably.

He even had a feeling that he had been completely encompassed, wrapped, and even completely submerged and swallowed up by this invisible aura!
As the founding emperor and mounted emperor who had fought his way into a vast empire and boundless territory on the battlefield, Temujin knew very well what this felt like.

That's the smell of blood.

However, this smell did not have the fishy smell or rusty smell that Temujin was most familiar with. Instead, it was filled with a fragrance that he had never felt before.

It is like a pure lotus, but much richer and more intense than a lotus. If it must be called a lotus, then it is a lotus that is watered by raging fire and blooming in the sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, the artistic conception of the boxing technique contained in Xu Xing's "Shooting the Sky Wolf" has been fully revealed in Temujin's eyes.

In Temujin's view, if there is one thing he wants in his life, it is to use boxing, martial arts, power and military power to expand territory and satisfy his desire for conquest.

Xu Xing simply turned everything he had learned in his life, even his life itself, into this lotus in the fire. He would bloom and flourish regardless of whether anyone appreciated it or not.

Moreover, he will use the lotus leaves that cover the sky and the sun and reach far and wide to protect a splendid world that can accommodate blooming lotus flowers and a myriad of colorful flowers!

——Not only do you have the possibility of transcendence yourself, but you also have the possibility of protecting all living beings. Is this what is called extending your own thoughts to others?
Temujin was extremely aware of the fundamental difference between Xu Xing and himself, and why he was so determined to stand in front of him and stop him at all costs.

Because the world that Temujin wanted was a world full of blood and fire, a world that could only accommodate swords, horses, and drums of war.

At this moment, Temujin suddenly recalled that many years ago, someone had said something similar to him.

That man was Qiu Chuji, the Master of Changchun, who had traveled thousands of miles to the west in an attempt to stop Temujin from starting a war and slaughtering lives.

In fact, before the incident, many people believed that Qiu Chuji's meeting with Temujin and advising him on this matter was just seeking his own death.

There is also a saying in the Mongolian army that Qiu Chuji wanted to use this incident to assassinate Temujin.

Of course, no one thought that this old Taoist priest could threaten Genghis Khan, who was unrivaled in history and achievements.

But it is not surprising that people from the Central Plains would do such things in order to gain a good reputation in history.

In fact, Temujin also had such an idea in his heart. Out of curiosity, he did not reject Qiu Chuji's request. Instead, he dismissed his attendants and met with the old Taoist priest alone.

However, what surprised Temujin was that the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, who wore a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat and looked much more like a chivalrous hero than a Taoist priest, had traveled thousands of miles to the west to actually talk to him about the theory of stopping violence and killing and saving the world and the people.

Temujin certainly had no interest in this theory, but he really wanted to know where Qiu Chuji got the courage to talk about this in front of him.

What he didn't understand even more was that Qiu Chuji was clearly a Taoist with extraordinary martial arts skills, so how could he have such naive ideas.

Although he didn't understand it, Temujin keenly realized that perhaps the decisive factor came from the differences between the Middle-earth civilization and the grassland peoples.

Temujin knew that conquering and ruling were not the same concepts.

If he wanted to completely control the Central Plains and make use of all the heroes and talents that grew up in this fertile land, he had to deepen his understanding of this long-standing civilization.

Therefore, Temujin did not take action against Qiu Chuji. Instead, he talked with the old immortal all night long and even adopted a rare humble attitude.

However, Temujin did not expect that in the end, his military force was too powerful, and he had to reincarnate before he could lead hundreds of thousands of cavalry to trample on the Central Plains and cause the sinking of China.

Everything that he had learned from the previous exchanges with Qiu Chuji had no time to be put into practice and turned into nothing.

Now, Xu Xing didn't say a word to him, but just used his fists to implement his will, which made Temujin recall the conversation he had with Qiu Chuji.

In fact, before this, Temujin believed that the reason why the people in the Central Plains had such weak thoughts was simply because they were not strong enough.

If they were as powerful as I am, they would naturally have the desire to conquer everything, and they would understand that the strong prey on the weak and natural selection are the laws of nature!

However, the appearance of Xu Xing made Temujin deeply aware that there are differences between the strong.

It turns out that there really are people like this in the world!
Thinking of this, Temujin laughed instead.

Even Temujin had to admit that such a world was indeed extremely beautiful.

But some people, when they see beautiful things, just want to let them grow naturally, some people want to possess them, and some even worse, they just find them so dazzling that they want to destroy them completely!
There is no doubt that Temujin belongs to the latter two types of people. To him, the world that Xu Xing wants to build is beautiful, but this beauty is only meaningful under his own control!

If control itself would destroy this beauty, Temujin would rather burn it to ashes!
Thinking of this, Temujin let out a long roar, and his heroic face, as hard as that of a knife or an axe, was filled with excitement and fighting spirit.

He did not dodge or evade, but straightened his chest, raised his fist, and faced Xu Xing's punch, laughing loudly:
"The greatest joy in life is to defeat the enemy, chase the enemy, take what he has, see his dearest ones weep, ride his horse, and marry his wife and daughter!"

Indeed, the power contained in Xu Xing's punch was stronger than Temujin had ever seen in his life.

But he is the hope of the grassland empire, carrying the pride and ambition of the Mongolians. The faith and courage of the grassland people are entrusted to him, gathering into an indestructible and invincible force.

Every city he defeated and the millions of enemies he slaughtered were proof of his dominance over the world and his invincibility.

How could such a fist lose to the weak Han people? !
At this moment, Xu Xing also clearly saw that in the fine cracks around Temujin caused by the collapse of the void, countless overlapping and shadowy shadows emerged, like ghosts.

That was the resentment of the ghosts who had been defeated by Temujin and whose corpses had been trampled by the cavalry led by him.

They stirred up the mournful wind, howled and screamed, telling of the emperor's cruel and brutal massacre, but it only fueled Temujin's arrogance.

The two extremely opposed strong men finally collided head-on with the most powerful and resolute attitude in their lives!
In the silence, the entire empty world suddenly collapsed, like shattered gemstones and glass, breaking into countless sparkling fragments.

This time, even the "Zhenwu Haotian Mirror" could not suppress such violent and violent fluctuations.

The mirror vibrated violently, and a beam of light that was difficult to describe in words suddenly erupted from it, straight up to the sky, like a lightsaber that pierced the sky and the earth.

The Temple of War God, which was strong enough to withstand the fierce battle between two peerless masters, Xu Xing and Temujin, was like tofu in the face of this beam of light. It had no power to resist and was easily pierced through.

Then, the lightsaber shot straight up to the sky, completely tearing apart the night sky. A huge hole was also opened in the clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled and surged towards higher places.

The lightsaber eventually disappeared at the end of the sky. Even with the best of one's eyes, it was difficult to see the end, but the trace of light lingered in the air for a long time.

A violent explosion occurred as the lightsaber appeared. The Zhoutian star map in the Temple of War God was completely destroyed, and it was difficult to maintain the overall framework.

In the light and flames, Xu Xing and Temujin returned to this world again from the crack between heaven and earth.

In the silence, a very long breath was suddenly heard.

The voice that was usually always upbeat and full of vigor was now filled with a feeling of extreme exhaustion, and it couldn't be lifted at all.

In the shattered palace, there was only a young man whose arms had completely turned to bones, his skin and flesh were charred black, his clothes were tattered, and a spot of light that gradually dissipated in all directions.

Xu Xing lay on the ground, looked up at the gradually collapsing Temple of War, slowly took a breath, raised his right hand, and slowly clenched it into a fist.

Even when facing a great emperor who was capable of independently supporting a huge empire and carrying the beliefs and ambitions of the entire grassland nation, the final winner was still him!

This huge palace, which was as majestic as a palace in the sky, shook violently, and it was like a meteor falling towards the Wudang Mountains! (End of this chapter)