Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 150: Eight Hundred Black Knights, Charge Twenty Thousand, and Kill the Grandmaster

Charge into battle.

Charge into battle.

Charge into battle!

Zhang Yuan took the lead, his horse moving at an extremely fast speed. He held long swords in both hands, the blades pressed forward, and his blood and true energy rushed into the sky.

The seal of Acala on his back shone with golden light, and the war elephants vibrated with power and disappeared into the battle formation.

Behind Zhang Yuan, all the black cavalry soldiers drew their swords and followed Zhang Yuan to charge.

The army formation was stretched into a triangular cone, Zhang Yuan became the sharp blade of an arrow, and following behind him were captains and lieutenants of the Xiantian realm.

Everyone stared intently, watching the sharp arrow hit the iron-like army formation of 20,000 monks.

"Bam—"

The double-winged flying tiger slammed into the army formation, tearing apart the soldiers a hundred feet in front of it, tearing apart the bloody clouds, and its body dispersed into golden light, protecting the black cavalry soldiers.

Zhang Yuan pressed down with both swords, and the friction on the blades tore open bloody wounds.

The wind beside my ears is fierce.

The roar of the galloping war horses, the long cry of the clashing blades, and the blood splattered on the flesh where the war horses stepped on it.

This unique scene on the battlefield makes the blood boil in every Black Knight.

The murderous intent in Zhang Yuan's eyes had solidified into reality, and the light on the blade shone through like a butterfly spreading its wings.

At this moment, his spiritual power was rising rapidly.

All the black cavalry soldiers seemed to become his arms, fingers, and swords in his hands!

The black torrent followed closely behind him, crashing through every weak spot in the monks' formation and tearing it apart.

The blade pressed across the horse's neck is the sickle that reaps lives.

The war cavalry, whose speed and strength have been increased to the extreme, is like a torrent pouring down from the sky, and nothing can stop it.

rush.

rush.

Rush!
The 20,000-strong army was torn apart, and the black cavalry rushed straight to the center like a dagger inserted into the army formation.

Zhang Yuan raised his swords and chopped off the soldiers blocking the way with both swords, his gaze cast towards the figure standing on a tall chariot a hundred feet ahead.

He was nine feet tall, wearing golden armor, a bright red cassock, and holding a long-handled sword in his hand.

Grandmaster.

The Buddha of Mingtang Temple is Hulin.

Zhang Yuan's cavalry galloped forward without hesitation, with the blade pointing forward.

Battle Master!
The Tiger Forest Buddha Lord let out a long roar and stepped out of the chariot. The shadow of a tiger gathered around him, and he swung his long sword to chop down at Zhang Yuan's head.

The dazzling sword energy is like the upside-down Milky Way.

"Roar--"

In front of Zhang Yuan, the martial spirit beast Qiongqi condensed instantly and stretched out its claws to resist the sword energy.

"Bam—"

The eight hundred black knights were shocked.

The power of a Grandmaster can defeat thousands of troops.

The power of one person can make the blood and energy of all eight hundred black knights flustered.

"Thorn-"

The body of the Qiongqi war beast shattered as the Tiger Forest Buddha chopped it down with a single blow.

Zhang Yuan rushed to the front of the Tiger Forest Buddha on horseback, and hit his chest with his armored front paw.

The Tiger Forest Buddha retreated.

Layers of golden energy emerged outside his body.

Without the power of a master, it is impossible to break this energy.

As long as he could stop Zhang Yuan's cavalry charge, these 800 black cavalry would lose their attack speed and fall into the army formation of 20,000 monks, and they would be at their mercy.

The clash of armies and the charge into battle formations have always been the most brutal fights and the most direct struggles between life and death.

"kill--"

Zhang Yuan swung the long sword in his hand and chopped down the head of the Tiger Forest Buddha who was standing in front of the war horse.

The Tiger Forest Buddha held the sword in both hands and blocked with the sword horizontally.

In the eyes of the Tiger Forest Buddha, Zhang Yuan's concentrated military formation and cavalry charge at this time made the force of his attack no less than that of a master.

He did not take it lightly and used his internal energy to protect his body and took Zhang Yuan's blow head-on.

"when--"

The double swords slashed, and the strong energy surged.

The Buddha Lord of Hulin opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of horror.

Zhang Yuan's strike carried a force of a million pounds!

Even though he had borrowed the remaining strength of the monks' army and used the power of the Grandmaster to draw the power of the Great Dao onto his body, he was still unable to block Zhang Yuan's sword.

Grandmaster!

This warrior who led the black cavalry to charge was not only a master, but also a master with extremely strong physical strength!
This person had endured until this point just to attack and kill him!
This is a trick of the Qin Dynasty!
retreat!

The Tiger Forest Buddha retreated backwards to dissolve the huge power that Zhang Yuan poured into his blade.

He retreated, and the black cavalry formation that had been blocking his way now advanced like a torrent.

The qi and blood power that had been stagnant gathered together again.

Zhang Yuan flew up, with a blood-red tiger with wings spread out behind him, roaring towards the sky.

From a height of five feet, Zhang Yuan raised his long sword and slashed down with the force of a river.

"Kill, Grandmaster..."

Peng Zheng looked at Zhang Yuan's figure merging with the bloody tiger, his eyes widened, his whole body trembling, and he muttered to himself.

Eight hundred black cavalrymen blocked twenty thousand monk soldiers. It was not enough to break through the enemy's formation, Zhang Yuan also wanted to kill the master!

What kind of courage does one have to be able to kill the master with a sword in the midst of thousands of troops?
"Eight hundred Black Cavalrymen, slain, slain, the Grandmaster..." Zhao Kuo was no longer able to describe the shock he felt. The cavalry, the military formation, the Grandmaster—what he had seen today had completely overturned all his understanding and imagination.

The bravery displayed by Zhang Yuan and the invincibility displayed by the Black Knight, and the blade that seemed to defy the heavens that was slashing down at this moment, made his entire mind undergo a transformation.

Daqin is truly invincible!

"My great Qin army is truly brave. How wonderful! How wonderful..." Gong Jixue, who was standing on the cart, chuckled, and his expression regained some composure.

"Kill the Grandmaster." The general under the banner with the character "Xiao" on his face looked extremely solemn.

He is Xiao Renguang, the commander of the Beiyuan Army of the Qin Dynasty and the former garrison commander of the northern border of the Yan State.

Xiao Renguang, who is also at the Grandmaster level, has a clear understanding of his own strength.

Even someone like him who has just entered the Grandmaster realm is no match for the Tiger Forest Buddha.

If the Tiger Forest Buddha was beheaded today, he would probably be unable to fight back against the eight hundred black riders.

Turning his gaze towards the border of Daqin, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

The 50,000 Northwestern Army troops remained motionless.

The target of the Northwest Army might not only be the monks in Liangyuan Territory, but more likely himself, right?

The eight hundred black cavalrymen displayed their invincibility and shocked the Beiyuan army.

The 50,000 Northwest Army troops remained motionless, quietly intimidating.

This is a blow from the Qin Dynasty.

If Xiao Renguang makes any unusual moves, the Northwest Army and the eight hundred black cavalry will prevent him from returning to Gubei City!

In the army formation, eight hundred black cavalry raised their heads.

Everyone's eyes were on the figure in front who was raising his sword and slashing down.

The Black Cavalry of Zhengyang County has not been so brave for countless years.

There are more than just the Black Cavalry from Zhengyang County.

The Qin Black Cavalry, how many years has it been since they directly killed a master?

How many people still remember the reputation of the Black Knights who once dominated the world?
"boom--"

The whistling gale caused a crashing sound.

The flying Qiongqi shattered the aura outside the body of the Tiger Forest Buddha with one claw.

Zhang Yuan swung the long sword in his hand, and it collided with the sword in the hand of the Tiger Forest Buddha.

"Bam—"

The double swords in Zhang Yuan's hands and the long sword in the hand of the Tiger Forest Buddha were all unable to withstand the powerful force and shattered.

The steps of the Hulin Buddha are retreating.

The force of Zhang Yuan's attack caused his blood and qi to shake, and the force of the war beast's slap shattered his body's protective qi, broke his meridians, and tore his dantian.

Can't stop it.

escape.

This was what the Tiger Forest Buddha was thinking at the moment.

Zhang Yuan saw fear in his eyes.

A powerful man who had entered the Grandmaster realm for decades was afraid of him!
carefree.

carefree!

"kill--"

With a long roar, Zhang Yuan took a step forward, threw away the broken knife with both hands, lowered his waist and body, filled his arms with energy, and punched out.

The shadow of a dragon emerged with the fist.

Mountains and rivers shook, and mountains collapsed.

The dragon crashed into the crossed arms of the Tiger Forest Buddha on his chest.

The exploding energy and powerful qi caused a tornado-like roar.

The Tiger Forest Buddha spat out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

Zhang Yuan did not give him a chance to retreat. He followed the momentum of his fist and stepped forward.

The mountains and rivers move, step on them.

"Bam—"

After blocking Zhang Yuan's kick, the bones of Hulin Buddha's arms were shattered.

The force of the energy hit his chest, fracturing his sternum.

Zhang Yuan took another step forward, took two consecutive steps, lowered his left shoulder, pressed his right shoulder forward, and used the power of his waist to charge out like a tiger.

Damn it!
"Bam—"

The body of the Tiger Forest Buddha, with eyes wide open, flew backwards and hit the chariot, smashing the canopy and breaking the big flag on the chariot, and his body leaned against the broken flagpole.

Zhang Yuan stood where he was.

Behind him, a torrent of black cavalry split into two groups and rushed past him, with long swords slashing across the broken chariot.

The blade slashed across the body of the Tiger Forest Buddha who was leaning on the broken flagpole.

At the moment the blade passed by, a huge column of energy, blood, true essence and light rose up, and the golden and red energy fed back to the heaven and earth, sweeping across the clouds.

The master of Mingtang Temple in Liangyuanyu, the Buddha of Hulin, has fallen!
Zhang Yuan, who was standing in the original place, slowly raised his head, raised his clenched right fist, and let out a long cry.

"My Great Qin——"

The echoing sound of mountains and seas coincided with the scene of the master's fall and death.

"mighty--"

"mighty--"

"mighty--"

"The Great Qin is mighty..." Xiao Renguang whispered softly with a complicated expression.

In front, the army formation of 20,000 monks collapsed.

Eight hundred black knights charged into the battle formation of twenty thousand and killed the Grandmaster.

(End of this chapter)