Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 323 Wherever the long sword points, even the master will flee!
In the distance, the Buddha's light shot up into the sky with a roar and shook.

Grandmaster.

"boom--"

On the mountain, the master made a move, and the force of his blow turned into a ten-foot handprint.

A golden shadow appeared outside Ding Yuan of Yuzhao Temple.

The golden body skill cannot break the golden body.

Ding Yuan's golden body skill is still far from the level of being indestructible, but he has the dragon arm armor given by Zhang Yuan.

The arm armor combined with the Golden Body Technique, transforming into golden armor, colliding with the Grandmaster's palm print.

"Bam—"

The armor's radiance shattered, and Ding Yuan staggered backward.

Beside him, several Xiantian realm protectors from Yuzhao Temple retreated step by step with him.

"Master Gu Ming, the so-called Grandmaster is nothing more than this."

Although Ding Yuan was spitting blood from his mouth, his eyes were shining with brilliance.

Every experience of fighting with a master is an invaluable tempering and accumulation.

If Zhang Yuan hadn't summoned him, Ding Yuan wouldn't have come here.

If his master had not been here, Ding Yuan would not have had such an opportunity and dared to fight the master head-on.

He managed to block a Grandmaster head-on, and even if he was defeated, it showed that he had the power of a Grandmaster.

"No more than that?"

In front of him, an old monk with a white beard and wearing a bright red cassock had his feet suspended three feet above the ground. He walked forward step by step, surrounded by golden Buddha light.

He is Master Gu Ming, one of the two masters of Prajna Zen Temple. He is in the Vajra realm of Buddhism and has reached the realm of transformation long ago.

"Arrogant youngster, if you are in Yuzhao Temple, we will destroy you." Master Gu Ming shouted loudly, flew down, and slapped him with his palm.

Ding Yuan was surrounded by golden light. He stopped retreating and rushed forward with a punch.

"boom--"

There was a roar and a shake between the mountains.

The confrontation between these powerful men seemed to be about to cause a landslide and the earth to split.

"Hurry, hurry up, hurry up—"

"Escape, or we will all die."

At the foot of the mountain, the miners were striding forward with panic on their faces.

They still don't understand why someone came to rescue them from the mine.

But they knew that if they didn't escape, they would probably be enslaved for the rest of their lives, with no end in sight.

Today is their only chance.

"Go home, go back to Daqin. Even if I die, I will die in Daqin."

Someone growled, clenched his fists, and ran forward.

Some people didn't say anything, but just gripped the iron hoe tightly in their hands.

They ran down the mountain path until they reached a flat area ahead.

Two thousand war horses standing still in the dark night were like mountains.

Black armor.

Black battle flag.

That dark color is the color of their homeland that they can never forget!
"This is my Great Qin's warhorse—"

"Daqin, my Daqin..."

The ragged miners fell to the ground and burst into tears.

They thought they would never see the Great Qin cavalry again in this life, and would never be able to return to the Great Qin...

Qin people.

The people kneeling on the ground here are Qin people.

Although the two thousand cavalrymen did not move, the muscles on their faces were twitching.

The people of Daqin were lost here.

Behind Zhang Yuan, Wen Liu, the captain of the Black Cavalry of the Black Ice Platform of Zhengyang County, gritted his teeth and grasped the handle of the horizontal sword that was leaning against the saddle.

As a soldier of the Qin army, if I cannot protect the people of the Qin army, what is the point of wearing armor and practicing martial arts?

A faint aura of blood and evil spirit was gathering on each of the sitting black cavalry soldiers.

Even though no one was allowed to move without orders, everyone was suppressing their own strength, but the anger and murderous intent were still quietly rising.

Among all the practitioners in this world, who would not be afraid of the Grandmaster?
Baili is gathering strength, carrying the great road, and the power of one strike can overturn mountains and rivers.

Such a powerful being was beyond human control. But at this moment, the two thousand warriors behind Zhang Yuan were all silent and solemn. Their faces showed not fear or panic, but anticipation!

Looking forward to the confrontation with the Grandmaster!
Because they are the Black Cavalry of the Great Qin, because standing in front of them is the Black Tiger who once killed the Grandmaster, and because among these two thousand cavalry, eight hundred of them once followed the Black Tiger to kill the Grandmaster!

Stand still like a mountain, no matter how turbulent the wind and clouds are.

Two thousand warhorses were like sculptures in the dark night, even the horses under them did not move at all.

"boom--"

On the mountain, after fighting for a hundred breaths, Ding Yuan was finally defeated again. He was knocked back by a palm, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.

Master Gu Ming was filled with murderous intent as he flew through the air, his blood and energy slowly gathering.

"Ding Yuan, you must leave your life behind today."

He raised his palm, and golden Buddha light surged in his palm.

Ding Yuan looked up, his face calm.

His calmness made Master Gu Ming narrow his eyes slowly.

Why did Yuzhao Temple want to seize the Yutanshan gold mine?
Is there really anyone in Liangyuan who dares to go against the Prajna Zen Temple?
Also, the people from Yuzhao Temple took those miners away because—

Master Gu Ming's expression gradually turned solemn.

"Ding Yuan, are you from Yuzhao Temple here for those Qin people?"

Master Gu Ming stared at Ding Yuan who stood up with his hands clasped together, and murderous intent surged in his body.

"Are you deliberately letting these Qin people go in order to cause conflict between Qin and our Liangyuan Territory?"

"Do you think they can return to Qin alive?"

The murderous intent in Master Gu Ming has become extremely strong.

He knew very well that if these Qin miners returned to Daqin, what would be waiting for the Prajna Zen Temple would be a large army approaching!
His palm slowly raised.

As he said, these Qin miners must never be allowed to return to Daqin.

Now that he has killed Ding Yuan, he will lead his men to kill all these Daqin miners.

Not only that, everyone who knows about this will die!

On Gu Ming's body, the master's evil power turned into golden clouds, illuminating the mountains and also the area below the mountains.

Beneath the mountain, thousands of riders stood still.

If it weren't for the reflection of the Gangsha light, Master Gu Ming would not have known that there were such a majestic war cavalry standing solemnly under the mountain!

"This, how is this possible-"

He looked at the black battle flag, with surprise and fear in his eyes.

The Great Qin Battle Flag!

That is the war cavalry of the Qin Dynasty!
"Qin people..."

“Clang—”

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuan drew his sword.

Behind him, the sounds of all the cavalry soldiers drawing their swords became one continuous sound.

The murderous aura was exuded as the long sword was unsheathed and reflected by the night moon. The cold blade was filled with murderous aura.

Thousands of feet away, Zhang Yuan slowly pointed the long sword in his hand at Master Gu Ming on the mountain.

Although they were thousands of feet away, Gu Ming still felt a chill on his back when Zhang Yuan pointed his sword at him.

"He, who is he..."

The evil aura around Master Gu Ming was shaking, and he was muttering to himself.

"You know who he is." Ding Yuan, with his hands clasped together in front, spoke loudly.

The fact that he could lead the army and lead the troops wherever they went with his sword would make a master tremble with fear. Gu Ming certainly knew who was coming!
Eight hundred defeated twenty thousand, and killed the master in front of the battle.

That's the Qin Black Cavalry.

That's the Great Qin Black Tiger!

"Retreat, retreat—"

Gu Ming let out a long shout, then jumped up and flew backwards.

The monks from the Prajna Zen Temple who followed him not far away fled back in panic.

Even the Grandmaster doesn’t dare to fight, how can they dare to stay?
Ding Yuan watched Gu Ming and his men fleeing, slowly turned his head to look at the mountains below, an irrepressible smile on his face.

This is the power of my own master!

Wherever the long sword points, even the master will flee!
At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuan held the long sword horizontally in his hand and looked at the Qin miners who were kneeling on the ground and dared not look up.

"stand up."

"I'll take you home."

(End of this chapter)