Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 284: Observing the Dragon Elephant, You Can See the Dragon Elephant

With the energy and blood of a hundred thousand troops and the Grandmaster taking action, not to mention the Grandmaster of the Vajra Realm, even Longxiang, Dongxuan, and even the land immortals at the Xiaoyao level would not dare to face it directly.

No matter how strong one's personal strength is, it is no match for the combined power of 100,000 troops.

Back then, the Qin Dynasty relied on its strong men to form a formation with millions of troops, slay immortals and demons, and use mortal bodies to slaughter gods and protect the nine continents of the Qin Dynasty.

The divine elephant condensed in the air, and Du Chongjiu's body was directly suppressed. It seemed as if billions of pounds of force were pressing down on his shoulders, making his feet unable to move an inch.

"Zhang Yuan, you go first."

Du Chongjiu looked at the divine elephant that had locked onto his aura, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and swung the Kanglong mace in front of him in front of Zhang Yuan.

"This is a treasure passed down from King Zhao's lineage. Take it back to Daqin."

King Zhao was trapped in Yan, and in this situation, his life or death was uncertain.

The lineage of King Zhao cannot be without someone to lead it.

Bring back the Kanglong Mace. Whoever holds it will be the person in charge of Prince Zhao's palace.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand to grasp the Kanglong Mace, and looked up at the divine elephant that was swooping down.

Du Chongjiu couldn't possibly stop this divine elephant.

The power of a dragon and an elephant, a force of five million jin.

It's not just strength, it's the combined energy, blood, and evil spirit of the army. That kind of suppression is simply impossible to resist.

"Go quickly——"

Du Chongjiu shouted loudly, and the true energy in his body combined with the power of Gangsha. The sword intent in his body surged, and the two swords intertwined green and red.

Even if he can't stop it, he will fight to the death.

"Huang Laoliu, Chi Xiao Hanguang, it's not a disgrace to follow me, Du Chongjiu, right?" Du Chongjiu laughed loudly, and the sword light on the green and red swords was so bright that it seemed to illuminate the void.

At the back, Huang Laoliu, who was carrying a large wooden box, sighed softly.

The sword is like a famous general, it will eventually die on the horse.

No matter how good a sword is, it will eventually break and the person will die.

"Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique."

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's voice rang out.

The Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Skill is a martial art inherited from the Dragon Elephant Martial Sect, but it only has incomplete effects.

Zhang Yuan wanted to deduce this technique, but eventually gave up because it was too costly. He planned to wait until he arrived in the imperial city before looking for the manual on this technique.

But at this moment, the divine elephant he saw was not the one condensed by the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique?
Looking at this divine statue, the beads of perception in his mind shattered, and endless perceptions swirled around. The skills that were originally impossible to deduce were quickly filled in.

Observe and understand the dragon and elephant, and you will see the dragon and elephant.

Behind him, a faint dragon-elephant figure was condensing.

"hold head high--"

The dragon elephant roared and charged towards the divine elephant that was pouncing on it.

The shadow of the dragon-elephant caused the flying divine elephant to pause slightly.

"Bam—"

The two huge war elephants collided, and Zhang Yuan flew backwards, blood spurting out of his mouth, and cracks appeared all over his body.

The illusory dragon-elephant shadow he had condensed also shattered directly.

But the brilliance in his eyes could not be concealed.

With the help of the force of the collision, he has deduced the practice method of the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique!
He was able to master this kind of physical cultivation technique that is hard to find in the world!
"kill--"

In front, Du Chongjiu's two swords flew up, and he was like an eagle, slashing in the air.

If Zhang Yuan had not used the power of the dragon and elephant to hit the divine elephant formed by the power of the army, he would not have been able to move at all.

Only by relying on Zhang Yuan to weaken the power of the divine elephant can he have a chance.

As a world-renowned sword master, Du Chongjiu seized this fleeting opportunity, and instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed out with his sword.

"boom--"

The divine elephant collided with the sword light, and Du Chongjiu's two swords, long and short, shattered directly. He flew backwards with blood spurting out of his mouth.

The body of the divine elephant shook in the air, and seemed to be unable to control it for a moment, and then tried to kill Du Chongjiu.

In the back, Huang Laoliu sighed, stepped out, stretched out his hand, dragged Zhang Yuan who had fallen to the ground and Du Chongjiu who had fainted, then turned and left.

"Saving someone in battle is against my rules."

"You have to pay more."

……

In the Zhenxi Army camp, Ouyang Shucai looked up at the sky and shook his head with a look of regret on his face.

He turned around and bowed to Murong Zhao: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent and failed to keep those two masters."

Murong Zhao looked calm and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, they will die in Gubei City eventually." After that, Murong Zhao turned around and stepped into the big tent.

Ouyang Shu, who was standing in the original place, turned his head and looked at King Zhao who was lying on the ground with a weak breath, and sighed softly.

"Send Prince Zhao to the medical officer and tell Prince Cheng that Prince Zhao cannot die."

After saying this, he raised his head again and looked towards the outside of the camp.

"The Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Art, inherited by the Divine Prison Guardian, who are you..." Ouyang Shucai whispered softly.

Just now, he took the initiative to attack, seemingly to protect the king, seemingly to act on behalf of Murong Zhao, but in fact, he did not want to let King Zhao and the two masters die.

Otherwise, with the force of 150,000 Zhenxi troops under his control, any master would be killed in one blow.

For Ouyang Shucai, he was unwilling to kill King Zhao and the two masters.

King Zhao came alone to the Zhenxi Army camp to warn him, how could Ouyang Shucai betray his loyalty?

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his clothes and strode into the military tent.

Murong Zhao came to the Zhenxi Army in person, and Ouyang Shucai's life and death were indeed in control, but he was not so easy to deal with when he was in charge of the Zhenxi Army.

Murong Zhao didn't dare to act rashly.

However, once the Jubei Army joins forces, we won’t know what will happen next.

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Under a leeward cliff.

There was a bonfire, with two sizzling rabbits roasting.

Huang Laoliu sat in front of the fire with a sad look on his face.

"I'm a jerk too. It would be great if you two could just die. I'd be free then."

Huang Laoliu muttered as he turned the wooden stick with the hare on it.

"It's a deal, this hare costs one hundred taels."

"You are both rich."

On the side, the pale-faced Du Chongjiu nodded, smiled, reached out to tear a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

"Brother Huang, my two swords—"

Before he could finish his words, Huang Laoliu had already waved his hands.

"No, I won't make a sword for you."

"Chi Xiao Han Guang is destroyed. I can't help you refine the sword."

Du Chongjiu sighed softly and said nothing more, just chewing the rabbit meat gently.

Not far away, Zhang Yuan was sitting on the edge of a cliff, seemingly dozing off, or perhaps regulating his breathing to heal his wounds.

At this moment, golden power was flowing in his body, quickly repairing his damaged bones and muscles.

The demonic energy beads shattered one by one and condensed into healing power, reconnecting the flesh and bones.

Not only does it continue, but it also penetrates the jade bones, allowing golden light to penetrate the already broken jade bones.

With the golden light penetrating through, the jade bones seem to be tougher and can bear greater power.

The power of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Elephant.

Zhang Yuan felt this power and couldn't help but feel emotional.

Good and bad fortune are interdependent, this is true.

The injury this time is the most serious in many years.

Unexpectedly, after being seriously injured, he used demonic energy to heal his wounds. The power of this demonic energy matched the power of the divine elephant to suppress the prison, and this power penetrated into the jade bones.

Now almost all of his bones have turned jade-colored, and are surrounded by golden light.

His jade bones will no longer be the golden jade bones of a martial arts master, but the bones of a dragon and an elephant!
"who!"

Beside the fire, Huang Laoliu suddenly shouted and held a talisman in his hand.

Not far away from the woods, figures slowly walked out.

Black hood, black robe.

Waves of demonic energy swirled around these figures.

"Huang Laoliu, wouldn't it be better for you to just be a weapon refiner and maintain a transcendent status?"

"If you save them, you will die too."

The black-robed figure who was walking slowly forward spoke softly, and the sound was like the collision of metal.

"Someone from the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Du Chongjiu stood up, holding a piece of clean rabbit leg bone in his hand.

(End of this chapter)