Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Watching the fight between Yang Zhao and Song Yuhua.

Xie Hui's heart sank suddenly, and he looked at his son beside him with hatred, wishing he could kill him on the spot and make him practice with a new trumpet.

He reached out and touched his waist.

Xie Hui sighed, but ultimately resisted the urge to beat and kill this prodigal son.

After all, they are my own children.

Besides, I am nearly sixty years old and I am afraid I can’t make a small one.

Xie Hui gritted his teeth and said to Yang Zhao, "However, sir, you may as well lay out the plan. If I can bear it, I will not refuse."

I can endure till now.

It has to be said that Xie Hui was able to gain a firm foothold in Sichuan in just twenty years, which is indeed not to be underestimated.

Yang Zhao glanced at Jie Hui nonchalantly and said, "Since Lord Jie has already said that this young master will give 80% of your family property to marry you, I'm sure Lord Jie will be generous, right?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for 80% of the family property of Duzun Castle.

This in itself is an irreconcilable attitude.

Hearing this, Xie Hui straightened up his back, which had been very low. He revealed the ruthlessness and decisiveness that only a martial arts hero could show. His face was gloomy as he said, "Does this young master want to fight to the death with my Duzun Fortress?"

Yang Zhao laughed and said, "Remind Lord Jie that even if the fish dies, the net will not break."

Yang Zhao's arrogant attitude made Jie Hui laugh out of anger.

Then, Jie Hui's face suddenly turned cold, and then he waved his hand, and large groups of people rushed out from the Duzun Fort one after another. The thousands of people in the Duzun Fort moved in an orderly manner, and were equipped with powerful crossbows and wearing iron armor.

In essence, this is an army that can be deployed to the battlefield at any time.

In addition, Xie Hui exuded a majestic aura of heaven and man. He stared at Yang Zhao and others with a gloomy face and said, "Xie, for the sake of Brother Song, will give you another chance. Now retreat. You and I have nothing to do with each other. Otherwise..."

Chapter 395 Jie Hui's murderous intention

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Jie Hui of Duzun Fort, a man who could become a sworn brother of Song Que, even if it was just a recognition in form, must have quite impressive means and strength.

And so it is.

When Xie Hui was in his early twenties, he made his mark in Sichuan and Shu. He single-handedly took care of the Sichuan Gang and the Ba League, and built up a considerable force in the deep mountains and forests full of ethnic minorities.

Today, Xie Hui is not only the uncrowned king in Sichuan, but he is definitely a hegemon.

The reason why Song Que wanted to marry his daughter to Jie Hui's son before Yang Zhao was itself a marriage of interests and a layout in Sichuan.

Different from other places in the Central Plains.

In Sichuan and Shu, the roads are different, the mountains are high and the forests are deep, and the majority of the population is of minority Miao descent.

It is extremely difficult for normal forces to enter Sichuan.

At the same time, because of the Shu brocade, Sichuan salt, fertile basins and other reasons in Sichuan, once Sichuan is conquered, it can be turned into the foundation for dominating one side.

In Yang Zhao's plan, in order to spread his power throughout Sichuan and Shu, he had to wait until the Great Sui Dynasty began to be in turmoil. Otherwise, Yang Zhao, who had too many advantages, would become the target of public criticism from the aristocratic families of the Great Sui Dynasty.

But when Jie Hui's son offended Yang Zhao, that was a different matter.

Sitting upright in the carriage.

Yang Zhao did not try to stop Jie Hui from showing off his strength, but waited quietly for him to assemble his private army formation.

It took a full half hour.

Nearly 15,000 private soldiers of the Xie family, wearing rattan armor, holding swords and shields, and carrying powerful crossbows, formed a pocket-shaped military formation, surrounding Yang Zhaoli in three layers.

It was only at this time that Jie Hui spoke again: "You all should leave now, and I will pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As the local boss of Sichuan, Xie Hui already knew the whole story the moment Xie Wenlong came back.

The identities of Wanwan and Shi Feixuan have also been discovered by Jie Hui.

Jie Hui himself was somewhat wary of the Yinkui Sect and Cihang Jingzhai, but he was not as afraid of them as one might imagine.

As for Song Yuhua, Xie Hui believed that as long as he did not hurt the other party, neither Song Que nor the Lingnan Song family would break off relations with him.

If we were to tell the reason why Xie Hui had to scare Yang Zhao away again and again.

That is because of Yang Zhao’s mystery and unknownness.

A young man whom Jie Hui could not see through at all, but he was accompanied by Wanwan, Shi Feixuan, Song Yuhua, and two other beautiful women.

If the other party was an ordinary person, Xie Hui would dare to eat up the entire fortress behind him.

Mystery and the unknown, in a sense, also represent power.

Not to mention the Sichuan and Shu regions, even in the entire Sui Dynasty, Jie Hui was considered an outstanding figure. There were really not many young people whose information could not be found by Jie Hui.

"Rattan armor soldiers?"

Looking at Xie Hui, who appeared to be powerful but was actually weak, and Xie's private army, which had gradually formed their battle formations.

Yang Zhao finally walked out of the carriage with interest.

As Yang Zhao walked, it seemed as if true energy in the air condensed into steps, spreading under his feet like a shadow. His extremely high level of true energy control was enough to make Jie Hui, who was at the eighth level of the celestial being, have his pupils shrink sharply.

Martial Saint?

Seeing this scene on Yang Zhao, Xie Hui's face became extremely ugly.

A young man whom he could not see through at all, even if he used his true energy in front of him, he would not be able to detect his cultivation level.

No matter how unlikely the guess in your mind is, after eliminating all possibilities, it must be the truth.

Thoughts rolled in my mind like a raging storm.

In a flash, Xie Hui thought of a piece of news that came from Daxing City in Guanzhong some time ago, that the son of the former deposed crown prince Yang Yong, was causing trouble for the Li clan by posing as a martial saint.

Thinking back to the time when Song Que had abruptly rejected his family's idea of ​​marriage.

The direct lineage is fighting for the throne, and the descendants of the deposed crown prince want to regain the throne of the Sui Dynasty, and have already received the support of the Song family in Lingnan.

With Jie Hui's vision, being able to see the changes in the situation in Sichuan and Shu is already the limit.

Xie Hui had no idea of ​​the undercurrents within the Sui Dynasty and the chaos in the world.

Compared with those aristocratic families, although Jie Hui is also a local overlord, his foundation is too shallow.

Just give up all resistance and admit defeat?

Or, give it a try?

Being able to become a hero in Sichuan and Shu, although Jie Hui only has the eighth level of Heavenly Man cultivation, he is not without a trump card to contend with the powerful Martial Saint.

Otherwise, Xie Hui would have been killed by those vicious Miao people in the deep mountains and forests of Sichuan.

Before Yang Zhao could speak, Jie Hui's expression kept changing.

Perhaps, he could take off the young man's head and ask for credit from the Sui Emperor Yang Guang.

Xie Hui believed that if he could take the head of the young man opposite, Yang Guang would definitely not be stingy with his reward, and maybe he could even rise to the top in one step.

Thinking of this, a fierce light began to flash in Jie Hui's eyes.

Yang Zhao once obtained the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Method from Pang Ban. After integrating it into his own martial arts, he became more and more sensitive to the fluctuations of all things, including human hearts, emotions, murderous intent, etc.

So at this moment, even Jie Hui hid his murderous intent very well.

Yang Zhao could clearly sense the malice in the other party's heart. He smiled and said, "It seems that Lord Jie has made a decision."

"Let me guess why Lord Jie has the confidence to deal with me. Is it the Miaojiang Gu technique?"

Accompanied by Yang Zhao's words.

A flash of sword light suddenly lit up in the void, just like a bright sun floating in the air, and where the sword light and the bright sun shone, a layer of dense poisonous insects like floating insects all made extremely faint wails, and all their vitality was crushed, turning into powder and scattered on the ground.

Coming to the Sichuan and Shu lands, deep in the mountains and old forests, he became hostile to Jie Hui, who was like a local tyrant.

How could Yang Zhao not take precautions against poison and witchcraft?

Moreover, it must be said that Jie Hui's methods were extremely sophisticated. The poisonous insects he cultivated were as small as dust and carried the moisture of the mountains and forests. They floated in the Sichuan-Shu area full of deep mountains and old forests. Even the strongest people at the peak of the heavens would find it difficult to discover them.

But for a Martial Saint, this method is still too crude.

Chapter 396: The Art of Gathering People in a Military Formation

A martial saint is a perfect being with his own essence, energy and spirit forming a whole. He is independent of the rest of the world and can form his own cycle, with natural supernatural powers.

When one reaches this level, methods like the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye and the Spiritual Energy Smoke Signal become like instinct.

The mayfly poisonous insects that permeated the moisture of the mountains and forests, even though they were as small as dust and had extremely weak vital signs, could not escape the eyes of the Martial Saint.

Especially when Yang Zhao's sword light, which contained sword intent, shone brightly like a great sun, even the mayflies and poisonous insects as numerous as mountains and seas would be killed on the spot and all perished.

However, what Yang Zhao did not expect was...

After seeing this scene, Jie Hui was not surprised at all. Instead, he sneered and said, "Your Excellency's martial arts skills are indeed impressive, but these mayfly poisonous insects are not meant to be used against you."

"A creature like an ephemera, born in the morning and dead in the evening, transformed from death to life, reborn from the filthy earth, together!"

As Jie Hui spoke, the countless mayfly poisonous insects that were originally killed by Yang Zhao, stimulated by Jie Hui's strange tone, began to emit layers of deathly aura, forming strange patterns that began to spread on the bodies of the nearly 15,000 rattan armor soldiers.

At the same time, under the stimulation of the deathly energy in the bodies of those vine armor soldiers, the vine armor outside their bodies seemed to come alive, forming a strange resonance of plants and trees.

As these vine armors resonated with each other, the qi energy connected to each other and soon formed a network-like existence, all connected to Jie Hui's body.

In an instant, Jie Hui's entire aura suddenly increased, and in just a moment, his powerful strength soared to a level that was enough to rival that of a Martial Saint.

Gather everyone's strength, concentrate your true energy, and break everything with one force.

With the support of these 15,000 strange vine armor soldiers, Jie Hui, a person at the eighth level of the celestial being, can possess power beyond that of an ordinary martial saint.

Yang Zhao's original intention to kill Jie Hui was instantly wiped out.

What replaced it was an extremely strong interest.

Yang Zhao had been exploring for a long time the method of gathering troops in military formations.

However, even the most elite Nine Yang Guards, Five Elements Flags, etc. under Yang Zhao, almost all practiced the same skills, but they were unable to gather all the strength into one person.

It's not just a question of whether the breath is the same or not.

But it is impossible for people, even the closest comrades-in-arms or even a couple, to achieve a state of mutual understanding. Once any one person makes a mistake, the connection between the entire army will be severed. If one is not careful, it will lead to large numbers of casualties among soldiers and generals.

In addition, if ordinary soldiers want to connect their breath, they need to connect with each other in pairs. Otherwise, if the breath is transmitted through the air, at least 70% of it will be lost.

Once the army is in motion, it is extremely difficult to complete various transformations and fighting in battle.

But this moment.

Between Jie Hui and the rattan armor soldiers, Yang Zhao saw a way to perfect the art of military formation and rallying the troops.

The situation of those rattan armor soldiers seems a little weird.

But Yang Zhao could feel very clearly that the 15,000 rattan armor soldiers had achieved an extremely perfect degree of unity at this moment. They were even completely under Jie Hui's control and could change various formations at will.

"What a miraculous method! Take my palm."

After seeing the strange methods of Jie Hui and the rattan armor soldiers, Yang Zhao stretched out his hand with great interest, using only 10% of his strength, and casually condensed a palm print to bombard Jie Hui.

With Yang Zhao's strong foundation, even 10% of his strength would be enough to match the full-strength attack of an ordinary Martial Saint.

If Jie Hui could withstand such an attack, it would mean that the method he possessed was of great research value to Yang Zhao.

If you can't bear it, then this method is just useless.

Yang Zhao's research on the art of military formations and gathering of troops was not intended to deal with ordinary warriors.

Otherwise, it would be enough for the army to just push forward.

Only by greatly increasing the combat effectiveness of the army, and even using the art of gathering troops through military formations that is sufficient to compete with the powerful Martial Saint, can Yang Zhao gain sufficient advantage in the game with the aristocratic families of the Sui Dynasty.

"Humph, how dare you, youngster, insult me!"

"Shield, seal!"