Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 307: Only one step away from the realm of a physical dragon elephant!
The spear shot out like a soaring dragon, and the evil spirit and the murderous aura combined to stir up clouds and waves for hundreds of miles.

The brilliance on the spear tip was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, and it felt as if the mind was being pierced directly.

Ouyang Shucai's shot made Lin Yutang's face turn red.

Although both of them practiced spearmanship, he was far inferior to Ouyang Shucai.

It's not just his comprehension of spearmanship, but also his inability to gather the strength of an entire army into himself. He can't be like Ouyang Shucai, who can use the power of ten thousand troops with just one spear.

Zhang Yuan stared at the shot that Ouyang Shucai had just fired, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

Just based on this one shot, Ouyang Shucai's martial arts talent is definitely top-notch in the world. If he had not been in charge of the Zhenxi Army and been entangled in so many trivial matters, Ouyang Shucai's cultivation would never have been just that of a Vajra Grandmaster.

Du Chongjiu looked at the shot with a complicated expression.

When King Zhao went to the Zhenxi Army camp, he and Zhang Yuan faced the Zhenxi Army head-on, and Ouyang Shucai failed to kill him with one blow.

Looking back now, Ouyang Shu was really holding back at that time, otherwise he and Zhang Yuan would have died before the Zhenxi Army camp.

Not far away, Linglan King Ying Chongxiao held a sword in his hand with a solemn expression.

Ouyang Shucai's fighting ability was far beyond his imagination.

If Ouyang Shucai had not rebelled against Dayan, with Ouyang Shucai's fighting power and Murong Zhao's, they could really have kept all of them.

Watching Ouyang Shucai's shot, Ying Chongxiao finally understood why King Zhao Ying Ji would risk his life to form an alliance with Ouyang Shucai.

One Ouyang Shucai is better than a hundred thousand troops!

On the distant Bailiu Mountain, Princess Fengming looked sad when she saw Ouyang Shucai firing the shot.

Everything finally developed as expected. As soon as Ouyang Shu fired this shot, the Zhenxi Army could not turn back.

The plan of Prince Zhao's Mansion was finally successful.

Unfortunately, all this cost Prince Zhao his life, and Ouyang Xu...

"boom--"

Ouyang Shucai's spear pierced the golden wheel armor in front of Murong Zhao.

This treasure that Yu Kuizhen brought from the imperial city exploded into pieces of broken armor with a mournful cry.

The spear stabbed towards Murong Zhao's chest.

Murong Zhao raised his arms and the dragon elephant behind him took a step forward.

"Bam—"

Ouyang Shucai's spear collided with the dragon elephant, and his body retreated slightly, while Murong Zhao flew backwards uncontrollably.

A shot that gathered the blood and fighting power of 70,000 troops forced the Emperor of Dayan to retreat!

Ouyang Shucai held the gun in his hand and raised his arm.

"Hengzhenxidi—"

Ouyang Shucai let out a long laugh.

The 70,000 soldiers below responded loudly: "With me, there is no enemy—"

The energy and blood gathered together, like a soaring dragon, and all concentrated on Ouyang Shucai.

Ouyang Shucai looked at Murong Zhao in front of him and shouted loudly: "I am the one who controls the Western Border. I am invincible. From today on, there will be no more Western Guard Army in the world--"

After today, there will be no more Zhenxi Army!

These words made the blood of all the soldiers below seem to boil.

They knew the result from the moment Ouyang Shucai attacked Murong Zhao.

But at this moment, their concentrated fighting spirit not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

"Follow the Marquis, even the Emperor can be killed!"

"Haha, happy, happy—"

The soldiers shouted, their fighting spirit aroused. The dragon and elephant behind Ouyang Shucai gathered again, and then stabbed out with his spear.

"hold head high--"

Dragon scales appeared outside Murong Zhao's body, and his body changed from his original human form into a ten-foot-long golden dragon.

A real dragon!
This is an incarnation, which uses the body of a dragon as a basis to condense an external incarnation.

"Ouyang Shucai, I will sacrifice this clone to kill you, the traitor—"

An angry roar came from the dragon's mouth, and its long tail swung out, hitting the tip of the spear that Ouyang Shucai had thrust out.

A burst of blood splattered, and the scales on the dragon's tail shattered.

Ouyang Shucai shook the spear in his hand, his knuckles cracked, and his body flew backwards.

“Clang—”

Ying Chongxiao came with a sword, hitting the broken scales on the dragon's long tail, causing blood to splatter.

All the other masters flew forward, swords and spears drawn, and crashed into the dragon.

The dragon roared and lashed out with its long claws, but was blocked by Ying Chongxiao and Ouyang Shucai. With two warriors possessing the power of a dragon and an elephant leading the charge, and four other masters following closely behind, even a master like Murong Zhao was forced to retreat.

"Om-"

Zhang Yuan seized the opportunity and suddenly smashed the Kanglong Mace in his hand towards the dragon's head.

The dragon's head tilted, and the Kanglong Mace smashed the scales apart, causing blood to burst out.

The dragon cried out in pain, and its body transformed back into Murong Zhao with disheveled hair and blood on his cheek.

There was murderous intent in his eyes. He glanced around and his body shook as he retreated.

Ying Chongxiao walked with a sword in his hand, his aura rising continuously.

With the great Dao in hand, the master is ready to gain power.

"Marquis Yanbei, are you going to escape?"

Ying Chongxiao's voice rolled and resounded loudly.

escape.

Murong Zhao gritted his teeth and said nothing, retreating backwards.

Ying Chongxiao laughed loudly and pointed the sword in his hand from ten miles away.

The battle between the masters is condensed in the great way and follows the general trend.

Murong Zhao gave up the overall situation. At this time, even the Dragon Elephant Master did not have the courage to fight Ying Chongxiao.

On the contrary, Ying Chongxiao worked together with everyone to repel Murong Zhao. With fighting spirit in his heart, he condensed a sword that could even hurt a dragon or elephant.

Ten miles away, the sword light triggered a huge force, and the water of Bailiu River turned into a thousand-foot water dragon and directly passed through ten miles and hit Murong Zhao.

"boom--"

The clouds exploded, blood spurted from Murong Zhao's mouth, his body rolled and fell off the cliff.

Emperor Murong Zhao of Great Yan was defeated.

Murong Zhao, who had previously swept through several masters alone, was defeated by a single sword!
Zhang Yuan flew out, and Du Chongjiu and others also turned into streams of light.

If a few people defeat Murong Zhao, they must keep him.

Even if this is a clone, as long as it is killed, Murong Zhao's original combat power will be reduced, and the country of Beiyan will be silent for at least a few years.

What's more, Northern Yan is jointly governed by the Heavenly Demon Palace and the imperial court. If Murong Zhao's combat power is weakened, the Heavenly Demon Palace will certainly not remain idly by.

Watching Zhang Yuan and the others go to chase and kill Murong Zhao, Ouyang Shu stood in mid-air, the blood and energy around his body slowly subsided, and his face had a complicated expression.

"Marquis Zhenxi, I promise on behalf of the Great Qin court that the Zhenxi Army and the Ouyang family will never be treated unfairly by the Great Qin."

In front, Linglan King Ying Chongxiao, who was standing with a sword in his hand, looked at Ouyang Shucai and spoke loudly.

His voice was loud and clear, and the soldiers below could hear it clearly.

This sentence also made many soldiers of the Zhenxi Army breathe a sigh of relief.

Ouyang Shu had just rebelled against the State of Yan. If the State of Qin did not accept him, then what would await their Zhenxi Army would probably be destruction.

Now that Qin is willing to accept it, even if the future is bleak, at least there is still hope.

"Thank you, King Linglan." Ouyang Shucai clasped his fists and spoke softly.

His gaze was cast into the distance, and in the air, a golden bead was floating and swirling.

That is the soul pearl of King Zhao Ying Ji.

"boom--"

There was a roar in front of the cliff, followed by a flash of sword light.

"Marquis Yanbei, let's fight." Du Chongjiu's voice sounded.

What followed was a gun tip, a stream of light exploded, and shattered a ball of demonic energy.

A dragon roared, and the golden dragon shadow fled in panic.

How could Murong Zhao, who had suffered repeated defeats, still have the power of the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster?
The dragon roared, leading the evil light into the Bailiu River to escape.

At this time, in the Bailiu River, Zhang Yuan, holding the hilt of a knife in one hand, stood quietly at the bottom of the river.

The power of the dragon surged on his arms, the red dragon ball swirled in his dantian, and behind him, the Mingwang Seal flashed with golden light.

All the energy, blood, true essence, and evil power in his body gathered at this moment.

His entire body was covered in pieces of gold and jade, and streaks of golden light intertwined with each other.

At this moment, he was only one step away from reaching the realm of a dragon elephant in the flesh!
Raising his head, Zhang Yuan looked towards the golden dragon that was coming upstream with a look of resentment and panic on its face.

“Clang—”

The long sword is unsheathed.

(End of this chapter)