"Bang!"
With a thunderous explosion that resounded throughout the universe, the unparalleled Qi force contained in the Nine Yang True Qi compressed into a large ball suddenly erupted, and the intense flames immediately swept down, covering the entire military camp of dozens of feet in radius. The terrifying air wave instantly flattened the surrounding tents and weapons! The unparalleled flames that soared into the sky immediately rendered the entire sky as bright as day!
Even in Linhuang Prefecture, which was several miles away, there was a strong earthquake that shook the earth! The rolling heat wave immediately blasted the area within a radius of several feet, leaving no grass or grass. Thousands of Turkic soldiers died in this blow, leaving only corpses all over the ground, emitting a burnt smell!
It had been several months since the last time Yun Chongxiao used the Nine Sun Thunderbolt. During this period, Yun Chongxiao's martial arts had improved rapidly. Although not as fast as Zhou Yi's transformation, it was still very fast. At this moment, the Nine Sun Thunderbolt was used, and its power was several times stronger than before, but Yun Chongxiao still had some strength left!
He took a deep breath, forced out a smile, slowly steadied himself, looked back in the direction of Zhou Yi in the distance, and said loudly: "The rest is up to you!"
"Don't worry!"
Zhou Yi jumped off his horse and landed next to Yun Chongxiao. He patted him on the shoulder gently, and then his figure flashed and disappeared quickly into the night.
In the distance, a crowd of people were running. Ever since Yun Chongxiao's earth-shattering Nine Yang Thunderbolt attack just now, the fighting had almost stopped. Through the devastating firelight all over the ground, only the vague figures of some Mongolian soldiers could be seen.
Youming climbed up the wooden tower and looked at the chaos and defeat in silence. In the military camp, Deputy General Lei Jiuxiao mounted his horse, held a knife, and shouted: "Where are the Turkic children!?"
In front of him, the remaining Turkic soldiers stretched out densely, waving swords and guns, and making thunderous responses.
When Zhou Yi saw the location of the Netherworld's main formation, everyone knew that the moment of the decisive battle was coming.
The surroundings were dark. In the broken firelight, the entire field seemed endless, as did the surrounding noise and people.
After nearly half a day of fighting, fatigue and pain were sweeping over him, trying to conquer everything.
I don’t know how many companions are still around.
The final obstacle lies ahead, and it is impossible to estimate how difficult it will be.
Ever since Temujin decided to fight the Turks, the pressure of a tsunami has never left their shoulders. They are the strongest Turks outside the Great Wall, with millions of troops and invincible! For the dignity of Mongolia, they must fight, but as for the chances of winning, no one has thought about it, and no one dares to think about it.
Later, the man in white who was following them told them that there was no way forward, so they should use their knife to cut a way out, and then everyone around them took up the knife.
They burned Huangshagang and captured Linhuang Prefecture. They were already the strongest army in the world. They didn't know about the Central Plains in the south, but the Turks, who were known to be invincible outside the Great Wall, were powerless to fight back against them!
Miracles that could not be called battle examples occurred during their fighting. For the first time, they had a blind belief that they could destroy the Turks. And maybe now!
It's time to devour them!
"... ... The road is just ahead!" A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness. Even if you just heard it, you could feel the fatigue and difficulty in the voice, which was hoarse.
"... ... die here or be killed!"
“… Do you still have the strength?!”
"forward-"
Youming stood on the observation tower, looking at everything around him, and suddenly felt a little strange.
The Turks and Khitans had been fighting for many years, with wars and killings coming and going. Since he led the army to fight north and south five years ago, he had experienced and witnessed all these wars.
He had seen the Mongolian cavalry being powerful and the people outside the Great Wall being tough and brave a long time ago. Moreover, the Turks were also tough and brave, but now, the equally tough Turks were being slaughtered like sheep, and the entire army was in ruins!
The Turkic army formation was shaken, and at the center of the contact, gaps began to appear in the shield formation, and they were pushed back. Every step of this slow retreat meant the flow of countless blood.
In the night, a red tide of blood and fire surged. Under the spread of green sword light, the light cavalry rushed out, and the army formation of tens of thousands of people was torn apart. The tide of black cavalry still maintained high morale and sharpness, and rushed straight towards the direction of the underworld!
At a certain moment, Zhou Yi casually swung out a sharp sword light, which broke through the air and cut down the towering tower with one sword.
Zhou Yi's toes flew up on the stirrups, and in an instant turned into a ray of white light that shot straight towards the underworld. In his ears, shouts broke through the night, and the bloody waves of soldiers rushed into the light ahead.
"Bang!"
The palm force and sword energy intersected, and under the night sky, a brilliant light burst out! Zhou Yi and Youming's first fight was a close one.
"You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?" As soon as Zhou Yi landed on the ground, Youming's voice came.
"Exactly!" Zhou Yi looked up and saw the handsome man in front of him. He had taken off his heavy armor and was wearing a coarse cloth gown. His fair face showed an indifferent look, and he was obviously a man of the world. "You are the Turkic Western Army Marshal, Youming?"
"Heh! You used martial arts methods to defeat me on the battlefield, so now I will use martial arts methods to deal with you!" Youming walked forward slowly, his expression gradually becoming colder and stern.
Zhou Yi was silent after hearing this. There was absolutely no room for reversal between the two parties. After introducing themselves, there was no more words to say. Since there was nothing to say, the end of the conversation was - the sword!
Zhou Yi shouted, "Watch this." He then sheathed his sword, stepped forward, and struck out with a palm as light as a swallow.
When Youming saw Zhou Yi put away his sword, he suddenly became angry, thinking that Zhou Yi despised him, and immediately said: "Okay, I'll let you see the power of my Xuanming Divine Palm!" Youming stood still and met the attack with a palm.
The powerful internal strength of both parties penetrated through their palms and collided with each other in an instant. Suddenly, it was as if a strong airflow burst out from the palms of both men, pushing Zhou Yi out.
Zhou Yi's lower body was very tight, his legs were motionless, and he was moved horizontally more than ten feet away.
As soon as he stood still, he felt a chill directly hitting his internal organs. At that moment, Zhou Yi felt as if he was stuffed into a refrigerator. In an instant, his hair stood up from head to toe, and from toes to head, due to the cold.
From the outside, it seemed that Zhou Yi's face, which had been as bright as the morning glow, turned as pale as paper in an instant.
"Mysterious Divine Palm, it is indeed powerful!" (To be continued)