Man covers the sky and conquers all worlds

Chapter 126: Zong Shidao and Zong Ze Block the Road (Part 1)
However, this is only one of the things that these veterans of the martial arts world who have experienced the ups and downs of life know.

More than a hundred years ago, Emperor Taizu Gao led a huge army and intended to destroy all those who disobeyed the Song Dynasty.

The power displayed by this Nine-Bend Yellow River Military Formation only reaches this extent.

While oppressing the enemy's strong men, you are also oppressing your own masters.

However, if the enemy's strong man is under great pressure, our own master can only be under five points of pressure.

But even so, it still provided a lot of help to the court's lackeys.

Thinking of this, these old men in the martial arts world couldn't help but feel lucky.
If it weren't for the Emperor Taizu Gao, who was a god of destiny, Zhao Kuangyin would have suddenly ascended to heaven in broad daylight, broken through the void and left, leaving the group leaderless.

These sects with long-standing traditions have probably been swept into the archives long ago, and the skills they passed down will also be included in the imperial treasury of the Song Dynasty!
Not only that, I'm afraid even the Liao and Xia countries have been destroyed long ago!
Now, the ambitious Jin Kingdom, which has swallowed up a lot of land from the Liao Kingdom, probably has no chance to grow.

Thinking of this, they even felt a little regretful.

Such a scene of all nations coming to pay tribute and the nine provinces being united.

I'm afraid this only happened a thousand years ago when the Heavenly Khan appeared out of nowhere.

Of course, this is just a random thought in my mind.

If it was really a destroyed inheritance, they would be unhappy.

boom!
The black army, like a torrent, came to a sudden halt more than ten miles away from dawn.

Elite soldiers from different regions roared in unison, and a strong murderous aura rose into the sky.

In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy.

The next moment, the strong murderous aura was like a substance, and all the cumulus clouds outside the sky were completely cut off.

In just a moment, Liming found that the space seemed to solidify, and an indescribable force filled the void, pressing towards him from all directions.

It was as if... he was at the bottom of the deep sea thousands of feet below.

The powerful warriors who followed him were defeated and fled to farther areas!
They were able to exert their influence on their respective lands, making it difficult for the imperial court to rule smoothly.

But it is impossible to challenge the majesty of the imperial army in a head-on confrontation on the front battlefield!

"Can anyone really break through the formation of a mighty army?"

The powerful people in the martial arts world who were gathered outside, dozens of miles away, looked horrified.

Just a trace of the aftermath of the battle formation was enough to make them lose only one tenth of their strength.

They simply couldn't imagine how horrible the oppression they would have to endure if they were in the center of the battle like Liming!

Is this... really something a warrior can endure?
The spies from Liao, Jin and Xia who were mixed up among the outlaws were equally shocked.

Only at this moment did they truly feel it.

If this seemingly terminally ill empire were to gather all its strength and fight back, what a terrifying power would it unleash!

Roar!
Dawn sat down, the black and white tiger breathing heavily and thickly, and could not help but let out a long roar towards the sky, but was quickly drowned by this huge pressure.

"If such a pure power were destroyed by me...it would be a pity!"

Dawn's eyes were clear and calm, and he placed his broad palm on the giant tiger's head.

hum!
It was as if a spring breeze was blowing, and the hair on the giant tiger's body was floating gently.

The next moment, it no longer felt the oppression!

"You stay here first, and leave the rest to me!"

Liming gently stroked the hair of the eldest disciple. The robe covering his body fluttered in the wind, and all the muscles in his body stretched as if he was coming alive.

The giant tiger nodded slightly, rubbed its big furry head in Dawn's palm, and then lay down on the spot.

It was extremely intelligent and knew that following Dawn at this time would only be a burden.

In the howling gale, a little bit of red-gold blood energy seeped out from deep within Dawn's body, and finally condensed into substance in the air, rising high like a long dragon!
boom!
He took a step forward and was already a hundred feet away. The entire world seemed to tremble for a moment.

At the same time, among the thousands of troops, an old general with white hair and frosty face, armored in silver, rode a dragon horse and dragged a Zhangba Mo Dao!

"That is……"

"That's Master Zhong, the one guarding the northwest! Old Master Zhong! Even he's here. Is the current sage really going to abandon the northwestern border?"

Someone recognized the veteran's identity.

It was Zong Shidao who single-handedly established the Zong family army and kept the Western Xia at the northwestern border for decades!

He is an unrivaled master who has been a second-grade grandmaster for many years!
Zheng!
With just one slash of the sword, the evil spirit of the military formation that covered the entire snowfield was integrated with his true energy, falling like a waterfall!

It erupted with a terrifying power far exceeding that of the second rank!
"Legend has it that this Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation will suppress the forces of both sides? How come... not only has General Zhong's strength been reduced, but he's even become several times more powerful!"

There are many third-grade masters among the heroes of the martial arts world scattered across the snowfield.

Just by looking at a wisp of energy escaping from the air, they could tell the difference.

"Could it be... Is this the final form of the formation after it is perfected?"

"Old Master Zhong is already at the peak of the second rank, and with the support of the formation, I'm afraid he's about to touch that natural barrier, right?"

“No wonder the army stopped dozens of miles away and stood still.”

Some people understood it in their hearts, while others were shocked and talked to themselves.

After all, the imperial court had sent a large army to encircle and suppress the rebels a month ago.

Unfortunately, the five thousand Iron Pagodas were as fragile as mud and paper in front of the First-Rank Martial Saint.

Now he has indeed learned his lesson. The purpose of the army is only to stir up the energy of heaven and earth and cut off the connection between the Martial Saint and the essence of heaven and earth.

Moreover... by stirring up the energy of heaven and earth, not only will it not oppress the strong ones on one's side, it will even bring benefits.

On the snowy plain, the knife light fell in front of Dawn in the blink of an eye.

Dawn stood on the earth, her feet seemed to have taken root, as if she were part of the earth.

Then he slowly stretched out his palm and gently grasped the terrifying blade light.

Clang! Clang! Clang…

Amid the sound of fierce friction between the swords, the sword lights scattered all over the sky seemed like gravel sinking into the mud.

Can't move anymore.

"Thief... you dare!"

At the end of the Mo Dao, the old general in silver armor had bulging muscles, standing hair and beard, and his eyes were wide open with anger.

"scold!"

In the vast sky, the deafening sound of the explosion was like thunder.

A snow-white spear dragged the sky full of scorching energy, like a giant dragon emerging from the abyss, with an explosive posture, piercing straight towards Dawn's chest!

clang!
The sharp spear that emitted endless light chopped down, but was tightly wrapped by another big hand, and still could not advance even an inch.

"Who is this person? Why have I never heard of his name before?"

Some people frowned.

Logically speaking, Zhong Shidao is already the top fighter of the Song Dynasty.

But this middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian robe and holding a spear did not seem to have any fame, but he showed strength that was not inferior to Zhong Shidao!
"He is... Zongze!"

(End of this chapter)