Martial Arts: Zhiruo breaks off the engagement and realizes the immortality

"Your Majesty, how should we respond?" a courtier beside him asked in a low voice, his voice revealing anxiety and uneasiness.

Zhao Gou raised his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said to the court officials: "Now is not the time to panic. We must find a way to save the Song Dynasty."

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Just as Xie Xiaoxu closed his eyes and meditated, he began to silently comprehend the secrets of the Taoist canon.

Huang Shang has already stepped out of the palace.

His eyes were focused, his aura was fierce, and he was full of fighting spirit.

But he planned to fight against the three masters.

Suddenly, three foreign monks flew in from a distance, wearing yellow robes, with bright holy images on their heads, holding precious beads and magical instruments, and looking solemn.

Huang Shang frowned slightly, he knew that this was an expert specially sent by the Liao Dynasty.

"Finally he came out! We were so waited!"

"Haha, so what if you come out? You're still going to be defeated by us!"

"Huang Shang, do you think you can stop us by yourself?"

Three foreign monks descended from the sky and surrounded Huang Shang.

There was endless fighting spirit in their eyes.

In the Song Dynasty, only Huang Shang could arouse their interest.

Huang Shang sneered, "The Liao army is marching south, and their army is rampant and inhumane. As a citizen of the Song Dynasty, I cannot stand against you! Make your move!"

Before he finished speaking, a foreign monk quickly rushed towards Huang Shang, and a golden light flashed from the magic weapon in his hand.

Huang Shang quickly dodged the attack, then struck the foreign monk in the chest with lightning speed.

boom!

The palm strike with skillful force hit the foreign monk's body but did not cause any harm at all.

"Are you tickling me?"

The foreign monk smiled slightly and used the powerful energy in his body to push Huang Shang back.

At this moment, he was as steady and solid as a mountain.

Huang Shang took a few steps back and said calmly: "We will soon know whether it will tickle or not."

Although this monk's physical strength is extremely strong, his flaws are also obvious, and his movements are slow.

After thinking this through, Huang Shang launched another attack.

The cultivation of the Heavenly Man Realm is completely released.

Huang Shang's body was like a god descending from heaven, emitting tremendous power and majesty. A ray of golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and his momentum reached its peak.

His movements were erratic, his steps were as fast as the wind, and every move he made was extremely accurate.

While dodging the monk's attack, he also attacked without hesitation.

The foreign monk was beaten back repeatedly.

"You still haven't made a move."

The foreign monk took several steps back and looked at his other two companions.

The other two looked at each other and then joined the battle.

"Huang Shang of the Great Song Dynasty is indeed worthy of his reputation! However, can you still withstand the combined efforts of the three of us?"

The three of them attacked fiercely immediately.

They are of noble status and are supreme masters in the Tibetan Tantric tradition, all of them are in the realm of heaven.

The power unleashed by the combined attack is even enough to overshadow the powerful immortals on land.

In a moment, Huang Shang was suppressed to the point where he couldn't breathe.

Huang Shang's figure flashed like a trapped beast, and he was unable to withstand the fierce attacks from three directions for a while.

The foreign monks' attacks were fast and fierce, and each move contained great power. Huang Shang tried his best to dodge, but was still hit by the palm power of one of the foreign monks.

A trickle of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and at this moment Huang Shang's breath suddenly weakened a little.

But his face still showed a solemn and resolute look, he knew that this battle would determine the fate of the Song Dynasty.

He had to find a way to break the impasse. Various ways of breaking the impasse flashed through his mind, but they were all rejected one by one.

Faced with the siege of three foreign monks, he had no idea where to start.

Even though he was a top master in the Song Dynasty, it was difficult to break through the siege of three people.

His breathing was rapid and sweat soaked his clothes.

Seeing this, the foreign monks laughed mockingly, their voices piercing like ice: "Huang Shang, your resistance is in vain! The power of the Liao Dynasty is unstoppable! The fate of the Song Dynasty is already determined!"

Huang Shang gritted his teeth, his eyes were firm, he was unwilling to retreat easily. "I will never let you succeed! The dignity of the Song Dynasty must not be violated!"

Although his voice was trembling, his inner determination could not be shaken.

He wanted to use his supreme secret technique once again to try to break the siege.

However, after several rounds of fighting, Huang Shang was exhausted both physically and mentally, and his internal energy was almost exhausted.

Seeing that Huang Shang was no longer a threat, the Tibetan Dharma King gathered all his energy and shouted towards the direction of the palace: "Zhao Gou, as long as you cede 3,000 miles of land, we will retreat immediately. Otherwise, the Song Dynasty will be bloodbathed today!"

His words were arrogant and domineering, revealing endless confidence and power. Coupled with his tall and straight body, there was a sense of arrogance that could not be refuted.

Huang Shang's eyes flashed, and a hint of anger burned in his heart.

Cede three thousand miles of land!

This is a great shame for any country or even dynasty!

Not to mention the Song Dynasty, which is the top dynasty on the Chinese continent.

Huang Shang steadied himself. He resisted the force and shouted angrily, "You Liao people are so arrogant! Do you think you can force His Majesty the Great Song to compromise and force the people of the Great Song to surrender?"

But having said that, considering his weak state at the moment, his confidence is a little lacking.

He gathered all his strength, clenched his fists, and exuded an aura of determination.

The corners of the foreign monk's mouth curled up slightly, and he laughed sarcastically: "Humph, relying on Zhao Gou? And the people of the Song Dynasty? How powerful can they be? I ceded three thousand miles of land for your safety. Since you don't know how to appreciate it, then I will really massacre the Song Dynasty!"

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The court was in chaos at this moment.

The ministers were frightened by the might of the Liao soldiers. They were helpless and unable to deal with the Liao's tough demands. Many people even began to quietly ask Zhao Gou to agree to the Liao's conditions to ensure the peace of the Song Dynasty.

"The army is approaching, what should we do?"

"Time is running out and we must make a decision quickly!"

"The Liao people have always been barbaric. We should agree to their terms, or the people of Song will suffer!"

"Alas, the current situation is very unfavorable to us. The Liao army is aggressive and our soldiers may find it difficult to resist!"

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Zhao Gou sat on the throne, his face as pale as earth, his brows furrowed, and his heart was tangled. He knew that if he did not agree to the conditions of the Liao Dynasty, the Song Dynasty would be plunged into a bloodbath.

However, the cession of three thousand miles of territory was a great humiliation to the Song Dynasty!

If he agreed to cede land, Zhao Gou believed that given the Liao people's unyielding nature, they would definitely make even more rude demands later.

What should we do?

I can't beat him, and I can't cut him!

The current situation has even reached the point where there is no solution!

"Is the Song Dynasty going to perish in my hands?"

"Or are you willing to cede three thousand miles of land for the sake of the hundreds of years of foundation of the Song Dynasty?"

The inner struggle wavered the will of this king.

now.

The noisy discussions of the ministers still filled the entire hall.

They talked a lot, and their mouths were filled with fear and anxiety.

Someone whispered, "Your Majesty, for the sake of peace and stability of the country, perhaps we should consider compromise."

Others said anxiously: "The Liao army is too powerful. We cannot compete with it."

Zhao Gou listened to their words, and his heart was in agony. He was fully aware of the threat from the Liao Dynasty, but he also knew the bottom line of the Song Dynasty. He clenched his hands, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

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The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive and tense, like a taut string that could break at any time. The ministers were shaky, their steps were unsteady, and their expressions were terrified.

At this moment of chaos, a golden light slowly rose from the depths of the imperial palace, illuminating the entire court.

Everyone's eyes turned to the source of the golden light.

It was a tall and upright figure, but at this moment he seemed as ethereal as a banished immortal.

"Fairy!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Gou's eyes, and he could hardly suppress his inner excitement.

He knew that as long as Xie Xiaoxu was still there, the Song Dynasty would still have a chance of survival.

The court officials fell silent instantly.

They felt the indescribable majesty emanating from Xie Xiaoxu. Their eyes were filled with awe and expectation, and they knew that only this true immortal could save the Song Dynasty from crisis.

Xie Xiaoxu looked at Zhao Gou and nodded slowly.

He said: "Since Your Majesty has generously granted me the opportunity to review the national treasury, I will help the Song Dynasty resolve this crisis."

The words fell.

He disappeared in the hall under the horrified gaze of Zhao Gou and his ministers.

"The Immortal has taken action, and the crisis of the Song Dynasty has been resolved!"

Zhao Gou looked excited and bowed deeply to Xie Xiaoxu's original position.

outside the city walls.

Seeing that there was no movement at this moment, several foreign monks became impatient.

"What's wrong with these Song people? Could it be that they turned a deaf ear to our words?"

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"You think we're joking?"

"Brother, since those Song people are so ungrateful, let's take action."

Just as the three were discussing taking action against the Song Dynasty, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind them.

Xie Xiaoxu looked down at the three foreign monks and said, "Don't worry, I'm here!"

"who!"

The expressions of the three people changed drastically.

After looking around, they all turned around.

He looked at the young man floating above with horror.

Xie Xiaoxu crossed his arms and looked indifferent, as if he didn't take these three people seriously.

"Playing tricks! Let's do it together!"

The Dharma King Mi Zang was the first to react. How could he tolerate such a contemptuous look?

He immediately ordered the two of them to kill the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared.

However, their attacks could not get even a step closer to Xie Xiaoxu.

A large, powerful and mysterious handprint appeared out of thin air, welcoming the attacks of the foreign monks and easily dissolving them.