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

Yang Zhao dared to guarantee that he would give this draft of the book to someone else.

Who knows, Yuan Shisan might turn around and call Yang Zhao his cousin grandpa.

While Yang Zhao was filled with joy, the battle in Zhenjiang City had already reached its full swing. The sound of killing was deafening. The Yan rebel army was fighting desperately, and the Song government troops were charging forward bravely.

At the same time, an inexplicable aura appeared at the north gate of Zhenjiang City.

Feel this breath of energy.

Zhao Defang and Wei Sanqing both put away the secret books in their hands, looked serious, and with a wave of their hands, they sent Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

"Let's go, do what we need to do. When we are done here, we can meet in Bianjing someday."

"The battle here is not for you to participate in, so go ahead."

Messages from Zhao Defang and Wei Sanqing arrived separately.

Yang Zhao glanced at the north gate of Zhenjiang City and saw that Murong Longcheng and his group had vaguely appeared, obviously trying to escape via the Yangtze River waterway.

Among the crowd, there was a huge figure that was more than two and a half meters tall, shrouded in a black robe.

Even though they were thousands of meters away, Yang Zhao could still feel a terrifying energy and blood force from the black-robed giant that was as bright as the scorching sun.

Just a glance from a distance and it felt as if the eyes were stabbed by the evil spirit of an ancient ferocious beast.

In an instant, the chaotic hole in Yang Zhao's body burst into light, and the Essence Wheel, Qi Wheel and God Wheel were linked together faintly. With just a slight roll, they crushed the evil spirit that invaded his body and swallowed it into the chaotic hole in his body.

What a ferocious war puppet, with evil spirit entering its body and marrow. Isn't this the reincarnation of a vicious beast?

Yang Zhao sighed, put his arm around Zhao Shirong's slender waist, and said, "Shirong, let's go. Master Yue and Senior Wei will take care of the rest. We should also go to Wanglai Hill and reap some rewards."

From the south bank of the Yangtze River, across the battlefield to Wanglai Hill outside Zhenjiang City.

Along the way, Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong hid their tracks a little so as not to attract other people's attention.

On the contrary, it was on the battlefield.

Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong saw Fang Baihua, who was like a cold moon fairy coming to the earth. She brought hundreds of female soldiers with her. With a sweep of the Han Guang sword, the sky was filled with snow plum sword energy that turned into a river. She was wrapped in the military formation and often bombarded the city walls to pieces. If Murong family had not had many masters joining forces to defend the city, Fang Baihua alone might not have been able to break through.

In addition to Fang Baihua, there is also Qiao Feng, who has been practicing hard in the Western Chu Garden in an attempt to take revenge on the Murong family. Behind him is a team of Nine Yang Guards following him, using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to lead the way, and he is extremely ferocious.

"I'm afraid Murong is really going to escape."

At a glance, there were many Murong guards on the battlefield, but there were only a few masters on the city walls. It seemed that they all had their own thoughts and were not trying their best.

In this war, the ones who really risked their lives were just ordinary soldiers under Murong's command.

Seeing this, Zhao Shirong was even more furious and said, "Murong clan's bastards are really unworthy of men. They actually used the lives of these thousands of soldiers as cannon fodder just to buy them a chance to escape."

"If that bastard from the Murong family falls into my hands, I will make sure he wishes he were dead..."

The tragic scenes on the battlefield are extremely shocking.

Yang Zhao was fine. After experiencing some wars, he became immune to this.

On the contrary, Zhao Shirong, seeing such a tragic scene for the first time, hated the Murong clan who provoked the war to the core.

In this regard, Yang Zhao could only comfort her: "Okay, okay, it's all up to you, my lady. We will go to Wanglai Hill and catch all those Murong clan bastards in one fell swoop."

Just as Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong had just left the main battlefield.

Soon, on the main battlefield, there were sudden eruptions of dragon roars, tiger howls, phoenix cries, and turtle cackles. Murong Longcheng, who was already at the peak of his celestial power, also let out an endless roar.

Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong stopped for a moment and looked back.

On the main battlefield under the city of Zhenjiang, Zhuge Zhengwo, Yuan Shisanxian, Fang La and Tong Guan had formed a Four Symbols Formation. With the help of the formation, they transformed their own Dharma images into the power of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, and drew the power of heaven and earth in the city of Zhenjiang, which was endless and unparalleled in ferocity.

On the contrary, Murong Longcheng and his group should have abandoned the war puppet on the Yangtze River waterway at the north gate to deal with the two Martial Saints, and escaped back, but ran into the Four Symbols Formation.

Speaking of which, the Murong family is also very unlucky.

First, he had countless undercover agents under his command, from dividing the river to retreating to Zhenjiang, and then even his last battle puppet was controlled by the two martial saints, and he himself was calculated to death and fell into the Four Symbols Formation.

Murong Longcheng was also extraordinary. His martial arts skills were like the sky covering him, and he had a top-level turtle shell. He could also use the Sanhe Finger and Longcheng Swordsmanship to continuously fight back.

Unfortunately, after Murong Longcheng's old subordinates were strangled by the formation, Murong Longcheng would probably not be able to escape.

Zhao Shirong glanced at the battlefield and said, "My dear, do we still need to go to Wanglai Hill and wait for the rabbit to come?"

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Since we are here now, let's go and wait, and revisit the old place and try out the wild fun."

Zhao Shirong's pretty face flushed red, she punched Yang Zhao with her fist and said, "Shame on you, what nonsense are you talking about."

Yang Zhao laughed loudly and said, "Let's go. That old thief Murong has been silent for more than a hundred years. He must have a lot of cards in his hands. The Four Symbols Formation may be able to injure him, but it is probably difficult to stop him."

Zhao Shirong nodded indifferently and said, "Well, I can't go to the battlefield anyway, so I can go anywhere."

There's nothing wrong with that.

As the most honorable person on the side of the Song Dynasty court in the entire southeast battlefield.

Whether it was Xin Qiji, Tong Guan or Fang La, even though the three parties had different thoughts, they all had no objection on this point.

As the princess of the Song Dynasty and of royal blood, Zhao Shirong is more like a mascot in a sense.

With Zhao Shirong's reputation and prestige, it's ok for him to participate in military affairs and make policies in the camp, but it's absolutely impossible for him to go to the battlefield. This is his principle and bottom line.

Chapter 117 Jump back and forth

Just as Yang Zhao said, Murong Longcheng is a cunning and treacherous person. He has extraordinary talent but lacks courage.

It is absolutely impossible to let such a person fight to the death on the battlefield.

This old fox has countless back-up plans.

Even under the encirclement and conspiracy of the imperial army, Murong Longcheng's backup plans were eliminated one by one, but the Four Symbols Formation was ultimately unable to survive Murong Longcheng and a few others.

The reason lies in this person Tong Guan.

Tong Guan is one of the trusted attendants of the current Song Dynasty emperor. He has been cultivated with endless resources from the Song Dynasty since he was a child. He has great cultivation and combat power, but as a treacherous eunuch, he also has no determination to fight to the death.

Murong Longcheng took advantage of this weakness, and when the situation became increasingly unfavorable, he directly used his secret technique and fought hard to beat Tong Guan alone.

After suffering several losses, Tong Guan gave up.

The Four Symbols Formation can only exert its power if the four people work together.

After Tong Guan's show of weakness, Murong Longcheng and others became more relaxed and launched a frantic attack. In just a moment, they managed to destroy the Four Symbols Formation.

Even Zhuge Zhengwo, Yuan Shisanxian, and Fang La suffered backlash from this and were unable to move for a while.

Only Tong Guan retained his strength by playing badly.

But facing the desperate struggle of Murong Longcheng and others, Tong Guan was very cowardly. He chose to pretend and let them go.

For a cowardly and treacherous eunuch like Tong Guan, as long as they could capture Zhenjiang City, it would be considered a great victory.

Just a few thieves, they can run away if they want. It won’t hinder your promotion and wealth.

As for the consequences after Murong Longcheng and others ran away.

At worst, you can wait a hundred or two hundred years and try again. It's not your own kingdom, so it's not worth fighting for.

at the same time.

It seemed that Yang Zhao had set up a simple concealment formation in a hidden place on the hill.

Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong hid here and witnessed with their own eyes the scenes of Tong Guan's tumbling and Murong Longcheng and others fleeing on the battlefield. They were amazed.

Especially Zhao Shirong, whose face turned red with anger, and said bitterly: "Tong Guan is a treacherous official, he deserves death."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Really, my lady? Do you believe that Tong Guan will become a great hero when he returns to Bianjing and be rewarded by the current emperor?"

Zhao Shirong was extremely angry, and then suddenly became depressed.

Because Zhao Shirong knew that what Yang Zhao said might very likely become a reality.

Yang Zhao held Zhao Shirong's slender waist and said, "My wife, this is why your husband wants you to ascend the throne of the Song Dynasty. The roots of the Song Dynasty are already rotten."

Zhao Shirong's face was sad, but she soon cheered up and said, "My husband, I will clean up the court and restore the glory of the Song Dynasty. When the time comes, I will make you the first concubine in the harem."

Yang Zhao was speechless and said, "You are still the first concubine. You are rebelling. Do you want a few more concubines?"

Qiao Dun was beaten and Zhao Shirong's face turned red.

After a while, Zhao Shirong's face was moist and she said, "My dear, I was wrong. It was just a joke..."

The couple kissed each other and the atmosphere gradually became pink.

At this moment, several figures, carrying a trace of bloody aura, rushed over from the direction of Zhenjiang City at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, a man who looked solemn and dignified appeared at some point on the only way to escape south.

Iron hands, iron face, iron armor, and iron net, the Six Gates Divine Constable, Zhu Xiawu.

Behind Zhu Xiawu are the Two Gods, the Three Heroes of the Yangtze River, the Four Sticks, the Five Swords, the Six Palms, and the Seven Elders.

When Murong's rebellion failed and Zhu Zhen was abandoned by the court.

Zhu Xiawu had evacuated all his trusted strongmen from the Twelve Linked Docks waterway early on, leaving only an empty shell for Zhu Jie. Otherwise, even with Jiangning Prefecture in hand, it would not be easy for the imperial army to go south and cross the river as it would be blocked by the Twelve Linked Docks waterway.

Zhu Xiawu's control over the Twelve Linked Docks waterway far exceeded the imagination of Zhu Jie and the fake Zhu the Great King.

Soon, Murong Longcheng, Murong Bo, Zhu Zhen, the fake Zhu Da Tianwang and others had arrived at the main road under the Wanglai Hill.

The two sides confronted each other, and there seemed to be a fierce energy colliding in the void.

Zhu Zhen's eyes moved strangely, and he was the first to speak and shouted, "Zhu Xiawu, didn't we agree to let us live? Otherwise, your evidence will soon appear in the court of the Song Dynasty."

Zhu Xiawu sneered, "I will capture and kill you. Even if there is some evidence, who in the world would believe the slander against me by a group of rebels? I am the God of Detectives of the Song Dynasty. Everyone in the world knows that."

The fake Zhu Da Tianwang had an unpleasant expression on his face, and said, "Zhu Xiawu, for the sake of our past friendship..."

Zhu Xiawu interrupted the other party coldly and said, "You let the mastermind talk about friendship with a bunch of traitors like you. It's a joke!"

It was obvious that Zhu Xiawu had made up his mind to keep Murong Longcheng, Zhu Jie and others.

Zhu Xiawu would not be persuaded by any tricks or threats. He wanted to get those men's heads and move up a level in the imperial court.

There was already a tense situation between the two sides.

At this moment, Murong Longcheng suddenly said, "Zhu Xiawu, how about we make a deal?"

Zhu Xiawu's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "Oh? What's the deal?"

Murong Longcheng laughed and said, "I will only take my son away. The rest of the people will be handed over to you for promotion. I will also tell you about a treasure that my Murong family left in Jiangnan. I will help you make a fortune."

"Otherwise, if we fight to the death, even if I am slightly injured, I'm afraid you will find it difficult to stop me."

"It would be very unpleasant if this were to damage the harmony between you and me. How about it be beneficial to both of us?"

Upon hearing Murong Longcheng's words, Zhu Zhen and others' faces changed drastically.

Only Zhu Xiawu and Murong Longcheng looked at each other and laughed wildly.

It was obvious that the two had reached an agreement.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhen, who was originally very panicked, flashed a trace of viciousness and coldness in his eyes, and silently made a gesture to the person behind Zhu Xiawu.

"Do it!"

In an instant, the situation on the field changed dramatically again.

The seven elders, five swords, three heroes and the Fiery God Cai Qishen, who were originally following Zhu Xiawu, all attacked together, and suddenly attacked and severely injured the Soft Water God, the Four Sticks, the Six Palms and others. Several people could not withstand it and died on the spot.

Even Murong Longcheng's side was caught off guard, and Murong Bo was captured by the fake Zhu the Great King.

Murong Bo had just entered the celestial realm, and even with the help of Murong Longcheng, he was seriously injured in the Four Symbols Formation. He was captured by the fake Zhu Da Tianwang, who was at the peak of the grandmaster level, and was unable to resist for a while.

Zhu Zhen then sneered and said, "Zhu Xiawu, Murong Longcheng, you two old scoundrels, do you really think that I have been in the court for nothing these years? Can't you see how sinister and vicious you are?"

Chapter 118 The Final Confrontation between Murong Longcheng and Zhu Xiawu

Murong Longcheng, Zhu Xiawu and Zhu Jie are all tough guys. When it comes to plotting against people, each one is more powerful than the other.

Zhu Xiawu has two gods, three heroes, four sticks, five swords, six palms, and seven elders under his command.

Before he knew it, he had been corrupted by Zhu Jie by more than half.

A backstab at the crucial moment.

The current situation changed in an instant, leaving people stunned.

Faced with this kind of scene, Zhu Xiawu's face turned pale. He secretly cursed his men who were severely injured in an instant as trash, but his whole body exuded an extremely solemn and murderous aura.