Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 81 Yin Zhong arrives at Daming, Zhu Jinzhen takes action

This sword force is so powerful that it reaches the sky. It has reached the ultimate state of having rules but no rules, and having rules but no rules.

The dragon shadow transformed by Yin Zhong let out an angry roar, and was caught off guard. It could not withstand the terrifying sword light that was tearing the sky and the earth apart from Changsun Wangqing's sword, and was chopped to the ground!

"Boom!"

A huge deep pit was instantly blown out on a barren mountain outside Jiayuguan.

All this happened in a flash, so short that it was difficult to react, and so fast that it was unbelievable!

Those who felt Yin Zhong's undisguised dragon power and walked out of the room to look into the distance only had time to see a dragon shadow that was winding for hundreds of feet, and was chopped down from the sky by a sword light that seemed to be cutting across the sky, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Turning into a dragon, is this the legendary Dragon God Skill?" Zhang Sanfeng murmured in a low voice. After giving Zhang Wuji a few instructions, he took a step forward that was a hundred feet long and disappeared from the spot in a few breaths.

Zhu Houzhao, who was resting in a side hall, was almost shocked by this scene when he saw Liu Xi and others from the East Factory.

"Is that a dragon?" Zhu Houzhao was surprised.

Guo Zhentao saw the clue and shook his head, saying, "Your Majesty, it doesn't seem to be real. It is a dragon transformed by someone who has practiced strange martial arts."

"A human transforming into a dragon, could it be that the Jinyiwei's news is true?" Qinglong murmured. When he received the emperor's news yesterday, he couldn't help but be shocked by the Jinyiwei's intelligence.

Liu Xi, the God of Capture Liu Dufeng and others do not have such broad knowledge.

All we know is that it was an extremely powerful and terrifying being fighting with someone.

Zhu Jinzhen quietly arrived at the top of the Jiayuguan tower, looked at the figure being chopped down from the sky, and smiled softly: "Wangqing's swordsmanship has improved again. Although it was a powerful move, only this one sword had the strongest edge, but being able to chop that guy down with one sword is enough to be proud of!"

Others may not recognize the identity of the dragon shadow.

But Zhu Jinzhen recognized the other person at a glance.

Dragon God Skill, Yin Zhong.

"It's true that you can't find anything even after you've worn iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get here."

"He actually came to my door." Zhu Jinzhen took a step forward and was a thousand feet away, as if shrinking the distance into an inch. In just a few steps, he was already near where Changsun Wangqing and others were fighting with Yin Zhong.

Yin Zhong flew out of the huge pit in the barren mountain in a panic. He exerted the power of the Dragon God Art to the extreme and was about to fight back, but he saw a terrifying lineup headed by Changsun Wangqing, followed by seventeen land immortals.

"You...who are you?"

"Why for no reason..."

Yin Zhong was halfway through his words when he suddenly jumped up, and the Dragon God Power was like a faint light, so fast that even the immortals on land could not react. He rushed in front of Changsun Wangqing with the most brutal and domineering attitude, and grabbed Changsun Wangqing's head with his dragon claws.

"clang!"

At the critical moment, Changsun Wangqing held the Cang Yun shield in his left hand horizontally in front of him, and the knife in his right hand slashed at the dragon-shaped shadow in front of him with the speed of wind and thunder.

With a "bang", Yin Zhong's dragon-shaped shadow just shook a few times, but was not forced to retreat. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum and pursued the victory, leaning back slightly and spewing out terrifying flames.

"Shh!"

A figure in a black python robe suddenly appeared in front of Changsun Wangqing. He pointed his right sword and the entire void seemed to be slowed down. The flames that emitted terrifying and ferocious power became docile and slow, and then disintegrated into tiny flames in the sky.

Zhu Jinzhen maintained his sword-pointing posture, staring at Yin Zhong, who could sense his fear, with great interest: "Driving back the wind and taming the fire, does the Dragon God Art have such an ability?"

"Who are you?" Yin Zhong did not answer. For the first time, his voice became solemn.

Just now, when he faced the seventeen land immortals including Changsun Wangqing, he had never had such an expression and mood.

"I am the Prince Su of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Jinzhen stood with his hands behind his back, and a majestic sword intent rose into the sky. In the horrified eyes of Yin Zhonghe and everyone in Jiayuguan behind him, it condensed into a shocking sword shadow that pierced the sky and the earth!
In an instant, the barren mountains within a hundred miles and the entire Jiayuguan Pass were shrouded in terrifying sword intent. The bricks and stones on the city walls began to tremble, as if they could not withstand this force and would collapse at any time.

Yin Zhong, who was the first to be hit, felt a threat of death surging in his heart.

All things in heaven and earth, four directions and six paths.

In Yin Zhong's eyes, Zhu Jinzhen was no longer a human being, but a sword, an unrivaled immortal sword transformed from all things in heaven and earth. He seemed to be looking down at the heavens and earth, looking down at the sky, like a god, turning the entire world into a sword in his palm.

Holding the sky as a sword, punishing on behalf of heaven?
See the Tao! ! !

Yin Zhong's heart was trembling wildly, and then from soul to body, he trembled in front of this sword way that was above all the Tao. He could never have imagined in his dreams that in the Shuiyue Cave, the "Tao" in the Sutra Library that was considered nonsense by the elders of the Tong family for generations would really appear.

Moreover, she appeared in front of Yin Zhong in a posture that he could not imagine or accept at all.

"There should be no grudge between you and me. How about we just stop here?" Yin Zhonglong opened his mouth slightly and let out a dragon roar that shook the earth. The dragon roar contained terrifying dragon power, which turned into a tangible sound wave and swept towards Zhu Jinzhen and Jiayuguan behind him.

He turned around and ran away without hesitation.

"Are you showing off your cleverness in front of me?"

"Do you think you can escape?" Zhu Jinzhen snorted coldly, and the phantom of the sword that penetrated the sky and the earth turned into a boundless ocean of sword intent, covering the area covered by the sword intent as if it had become a world of swords.

The wind and clouds are swords, the yellow sand is a sword, the sky is a sword, the nine earths are swords, wherever your eyes are, wherever your mind goes, there are swords.

boom!
The sound waves of the dragon's roar were instantly swept away by the boundless sword intent.

Thousands of ethereal sword intentions condensed into reality, transforming into overwhelming sword lights that slashed through the air towards Yin Zhong who was desperately trying to escape by using the Dragon God Art.

"Damn, where did this monster come from?" Yin Zhong could clearly feel the death pursuit like a thorn in his back, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that if he was even a little slower, he would be killed on the spot.

He had never been so embarrassed when he faced Long Teng that year.

But facing Zhu Jinzhen, who had already entered the "Tao", Yin Zhong did not dare to have a trace of luck in his heart, not to mention that when he faced Zhu Jinzhen directly, he could sense the unleashed divine energy in him.

One moment, two moments.

Yin Zhong's heart sank. He could feel that in the next moment, he would be pierced through the body by the flying sword transformed by the sword intent.

"Can't escape?"

"Then I won't run away. Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, help me." Yin Zhong's eyes emitted a fierce red look, and his roar was like thunder, which made people's eardrums hurt. The moment the voice fell, the wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and thunder rolled.

At the same time, Yin Zhong's clothes were stained red with blood.

In a seriously injured state, the backlash from forcibly casting the Tong family's spell was stronger and more terrifying than anything Yin Zhong had experienced in the past five hundred years, but he did not dare to stop or hesitate.

Because, if he hesitated for a moment, only death would be waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)