Invincible little uncle

Chapter 122 125. King's Landing (Ninth Change)

Chen Shou is a historian, wearing a scholar's crown and a scholar's robe, but he follows Prince Hua, recording his daily life, and recording what happened in this world from his perspective.

Today is destined to be an important day, and he may witness the birth of the most glorious and brave scene of this dynasty, so three days in advance, while others are in a hurry to prepare for the battle, he bathes and changes clothes, burns incense and meditates.

At dawn, he sat on a slightly higher place outside the west gate of the capital.

The weather was not very good, but the west gate was already open, and King Shenwu didn't ride a horse, he just wore a black armor and dragged Fang Tian's painted halberd to the battlefield.

At this moment, Chen Shou suddenly felt his heart beating. The scene of walking towards thousands of horses and horses alone was so exciting. He wished he were a painter, and he had to paint this scene hastily, but finally he settled down and opened a little book. In some yellowed books, I picked up a pen and wrote the first line of words in the blank book of Great Zhou Shenwu King Xia Guang.

In the early summer of Zhou 318, King Shenwu arrived as promised, each with a halberd, and it was the eldest son of the emperor, Hua.

Then he stopped writing, because this kind of record of this record only needs to be filled in later.

It is nothing more than victory or defeat.

Several tiger generals of the Western Army refused to accept it, and were eager to try. Soon, in the eyes of the historian, there were several black horses and yellow-maned horses, carrying various heavy weapons and charging away one after another.

These tiger generals are all forwards in the army, and they have all fought against the giants outside the Great Wall, and their strength is very strong.

So the historian looked at it intently, he was also full of curiosity about King Shenwu who was wrapped in mythology.

The hooves of the horses were fast, and heavy weapons such as horse lances roared and roared towards the standing Shenwu King. The man was wearing heavy armor, and the horse was wrapped in heavy armor.

The historian thought, this King of Divine Martial Arts should rely on his extraordinary speed to give way, and then fight back.

Anyway, he is well-informed and has watched a lot of battles, no matter the major events in the world, or single-handed battles on the battlefield.

Even if it wasn't his guess, it shouldn't be much different.

However, what he saw was completely different from what he expected. The black-armored Shenwu King chuckled, and went straight to meet the sprinting heavy-armored horse. Among the horses.

Duang!

Immediately, the general flew backwards, after all, the horse on the battlefield was frightened crazy, raised its hooves, and ran away crazily.

Several times in succession, there is no enemy under the halberd.

While thinking about it, three people rushed forward again, and the three tall horses cooperated with the three people, turning slowly around the Great Zhou Shenwu King like a revolving lantern.

But Xia Guang didn't move.

The fight was imminent, and the three well-coordinated tiger generals had already attacked with a knife, a spear, and two swords, at an extremely fast speed and at a tricky angle.

Shenwu King Fang Tian painted the halberd and danced very fast.

For a while, the sound of clanging and clanging was endless. On the battlefield, the four of them fought together, almost becoming an afterimage.

The soldiers shouted and cheered for the three tiger generals.

The soldiers at the top of the city also waved their fists, cheering for their own King Wukong.

But this posture didn't last long. The King of Shenwu seemed to feel bored, and his speed suddenly increased. Fang Tian hit the halberd several times, and the weapons in the hands of the three were dropped. It seemed that he just pointed at the three I became interested in people's joint attack technique, so I just made two moves.

The halberd supported the ground, and the ground seemed to shake a few times.

The prestige of one person has reached such a level.

It was the Western Army. Seeing that the Great Zhou Shenwu King was so mighty, if he was on the battlefield, he would be the real God of War. The soldiers most liked to follow such a general to charge and kill.

Without him, invincible, cool.

Not afraid of life and death, but such an invincible general.
For a while, the atmosphere changed a little.

Fortunately, at this time, two people stepped out from the western army, one on the left and one on the right, and the one from the left was a barefoot monk. Every time he took a step, the golden Buddha light on his body became stronger, and when he walked halfway, it even made people worship impulse.

On the right is the giant man with a shirtless upper body and black unicorn armor on his joints. His pair of iron fists are also wearing strange black unicorn wrist guards. But it was difficult to look directly at him, and his aura around him became more and more terrifying, giving people the completely opposite feeling from the monk, which made people have the urge to flee immediately.

The two people with such completely opposite temperaments suddenly started to gallop.

The golden shooting star and the black death star, with the power to purify the world and destroy the world, attacked the King of Divine Martial Arts emanating from the black armor in the center.

The situation in the world seemed to suddenly change color, the original gloom was accumulated like iron ash, and when the strong wind picked up, the iron ash turned into muddy yellow in an instant, like the end of the world.

"Amitabha."

"Die!"

One sound of mercy, one sound of rage.

These two made the entire battlefield silent.

More than [-] soldiers, generals, and even the official historian Chen Shou were extremely shocked, and their hearts were beating wildly, just like frail and tiny people seeing real immortals, Buddhas and devils, they are not at the same level of life, so Trembling, I couldn't help but kneel down.

Many weak-willed people just kneeled down on the spot.

Mortals are so fragile.

except him.

boom!
The halberd fell to the ground, and Xia Guang clenched his fists. An aura of grief, indignation, despair, and even loneliness that belonged only to human beings suddenly turned into an indescribable mystery and covered his fists.

Fist to fist.

When the human's fist met Yang Mo's fist and Channa's fist, it seemed that even the space was torn apart.

A series of indescribable ink colors, golden rays of light turned into circles and spread out rapidly.

The Shenwu King was dyed half dark and half bright, like a god and demon.

The sky finally rained suddenly.

The torrential rain poured down, and the red dust was washed away.

The three figures among the crowd faced a terrifying battle in the rain, deep pits were constantly forming, and the Buddha's light resounded even more with Sanskrit sounds. Occasionally, a scene of surprise appeared, that is, the man in the black armor and the monk , or fights between strong men.

But it was only a short-lived picture, but it immediately turned into an afterimage that could not be seen clearly, submerged in the vast light, shadow, sound and color!

"Amitabha, the benefactor went against the trend and profaned the moment, and the Buddha was also angry. Go to rebirth."

In the voice of compassion, a ray of golden light like the sky falling crashed down, and even the rainwater evaporated in the golden light, turning into dense mist.

"Why are you doing this!!"

There was another angry shout, and the fist split the mountain and the ground.

The western army only felt that the scene was like a battle between gods and Buddhas. Zhang Yan was also stunned, and hurriedly said: "Retreat 300 meters, not 1000 meters!"

"Happy, happy!"

In the voice, Xia Guang laughed loudly.

The Western Army suddenly noticed the gap between them.

Historian Chen Shou stared at this scene. Before retreating, he added a sentence after Xia Guang, the king of Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty: The king of Shenwu fought a strange monk and a strong man. He was like a god and demon. The world is indeed true.

(End of this chapter)