Chapter 670

The formation separated, solemn and majestic.

The Talisman Treasure Official rolled open the yellow cloth and set up the imperial seal.

The sun was just right, white clouds with golden edges drifted by, casting faint shadows. The flags of Great Shun were as dense as a forest, one every ten steps, one row every five steps, pointing their swords at the sky. Occasionally someone passed under the flags, and the corners of the flags turned lightly.

The envoys of various countries were discussing, their gazes jumping from Liang Qu of Great Shun in the east to Haruhan of the Northern Court in the west, and then jumping back, arguing until their faces were red and ears were red about who would win, who would lose, who was strong, and who was weak.

Amidst the noise.

An old man as thin as iron walked out of the hall and stood at a corner of the cloth, as if some gray light flashed across the gauze.

Mr. Mo?

Liang Qu recognized the old man. When he took the altar from Pingyang to the Imperial Capital, it was old Mr. Mo who looked after him on the Golden Leaf Boat.

Reached out and pointed slightly.

"Commandant Meng, what does this mean?"

"What?" Meng Qiang looked over, "Oh, Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo has a divine ability called 'Pointing the Ground into Steel', which means that where the feet stand, the person is not damaged and the ground is not damaged, but it requires the ground to be a whole, so a layer of water-soaked gauze must be covered on the bricks and stones."

"A bit dangerous."

Martial arts cultivation reaches the Hunting Tiger realm, ordinary brick and soil surfaces have long become buffer zones. Without deformation to absorb the impact, all damage is real, and all is eaten by the person.

"Why, are you afraid?"

"A little emotion."

Meng Qiang patted his shoulder: "The Northern Border has had heavy snow for three years, and the morale of the enemy and us is crucial. The Northern Court is a wolf, a fierce beast. As long as Great Shun shows half a sign of decline, it dares to pounce and bite your throat!

Commandant Liang, in today's battle, you are leading the charge, not just for the face of the two countries. On your shoulders and mine, it may be the peace of the border and the welfare of the common people!"

Here we go again!

Meng Qiang's first time looking for him was this kind of statement, he quite likes to give people intensity.

Liang Qu didn't completely treat it as a joke.

Senior Brother Yang Xu had indeed said that the Northern Border had heavy snow for years, thick enough to submerge a horse's chest, and if it accumulated for one night, the city gate couldn't be pushed open. If it weren't for this, his family visit leave could have been longer, and he could have left after the New Year.

"My Lord Liang! The big gun is here!"

The attendants walked out of the small path like shrimp soldiers and crab generals, carrying the Fubo.

Liang Qu raised his hand to grasp it. He did not have the privilege of "not hurrying to enter the court, sword and shoes on the hall," so the Fubo naturally hung on Chishan.

The Heavenly Feather Guards also each got their own handy weapons, warming up on the spot.

"What a fierce knife!"

Haruhan waved his arm, and the knife wind caused the nearby flags to flutter. His weapon was a meat-sawing big knife, the handle was peculiar, winding from the knife head to the back, covering the entire back of the knife, which could be held with both hands, the teeth were ferocious, and the blade was dark red like dried blood.

A zhang-tall body, a five-foot big knife.

Liang Qu always felt familiar, thought for a long time, and the three words "Radahn" popped into his head.

"Looking honest and honest, the weapon is fierce, it's definitely not a good bird!"

Meng Qiang opened his mouth: "The weapon is in hand, it's almost time to go."

The Heavenly Feather Guards looked at Liang Qu and encouraged him.

"My Lord Liang, we all rolled out of knives and guns, don't lose face!"

"Yes, be spirited!"

"The Northern Court is a bitter and barren land, a stray dog that lost its territory. Without tea, they can't poop, without gold, they can't sleep. Why are they showing off here?"

"Don't worry, everyone! Liang will definitely take the first victory!"

Liang Qu turned his wrist and picked a gun flower, which immediately drew cheers of "good," made a slight noise, and wanted to stride forward.

In the west, the Northern Court envoy Master Batu suddenly had a movement, ran to the Holy Emperor, pointed at Liang Qu and others, followed by the attendant running to pass the message.

Seeing the situation, Meng Qiang stepped forward to ask: "Eunuch Li, what's the matter, did the Northern Court change its mind again? Want to change the competition?"

Eunuch Li held a red velvet tray: "No, Master Batu envoy said that our Great Shun is vast and has many skilled craftsmen, and the two sides are competing, which is unfair, so he proposed to let Commandant Liang take off his cloud-thunder clothes and arm guards, and everyone should be lightly equipped."

"Okay!"

Liang Qu had no two words, turned around and took off his cloud-thunder clothes and Dragon Lingxiao, took off his arm guards and belt and put them on the tray, Awei also wound down along the clothes, only sticking out a blue head.

"Gu insect?" Meng Qiang was surprised, "Commandant Liang has a wide range of interests."

"Small means that can't be on the table."

Liang Qu looked back, "Is this okay now?"

"Trouble My Lord, please change this clothes."

The attendant put down the tray, and the palace maid beside him handed over new clothes, a plain black hunting suit, tough and comfortable.

Clouds drifted slowly, shadows changed.

The big flag fluttered in the breeze, the divine beast Mo Yun flew, the Taiyue Order ordered the yellow bell to be struck, the Xieyue Lang bowed and raised the banner, drummed the Zhu, and played the Great Music of Breaking the Array with the average of Gu Xi!

Dust swirled low.

Old Mr. Mo was in gray clothes and plain robes, his hands in his sleeves, occupying a corner alone, standing still like iron.

Center.

Both sides performed rituals and met.

"Golden Royal Court Naiman Tribe, Na'erheshi Haruhan!"

"Great Shun Pingyang, Liang Qu!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

Woo~

The long horn blew, and the drum music rushed to the sky.

The two sides looked at each other, each retreating fifteen steps, but at the moment when the fifteen steps were full and the soles of their feet touched the ground.

Boom!

The big drum beat, and the dust rose slightly.

The music of the breaking array reached its climax, the two armies clashed, knives and swords collided, killing intent overflowed, there was no boring waiting and confrontation, the emotions of the two people felt each other, their gazes changed instantly, their blood surged, their ankles twisted, and they rushed forward with force!

Boom!

The tornado pulled up from the ground, and the white mist scattered.

The ground had no collapse or deformation, all the power rolled back up completely!

Bang!

Black light flashed.

The blades collided, and sparks splashed.

Woo!

The surging air waves exploded in a ring, thousands of flags fluttered wildly, countless official hats were blown away, and they went to pick them up in embarrassment.

Two black shadows, one big and one small, rolled back and flew!

Master Batu and Meng Qiang stood up suddenly.

"What a fierce strange force!"

Since obtaining the body of capturing dragons and subduing tigers, no one has ever been able to compete with himself in strength!

Both of them felt surprised in their hearts.

Long wind whistled.

Liang Qu's long gun slanted, floating and riding the wind to land.

Haruhan stumbled a few steps and stood firm at the same time.

Gazes touched again.

Golden-eyed white ape, coiled dragon big pillar, flowing cloud fairy island all came out.

Closing eyes black god, wind and thunder lingering, blood sea surging followed.

Everyone was stunned.

Haruhan's true gang manifested a human figure, pitch black all over, red mouth and white teeth, eyes closed, arms raised high as if supporting the sky, its palms, one hand blue knife, thunder and wind lingering, one hand red knife, blood flowing and shining, like a majestic divine statue.

What kind of true gang is this?

"Quick, quick, quick, is there anyone who understands?" Meng Qiang looked back, "Where is the Scripture Palace? Is there anyone from the Scripture Palace?"

"Great Snow Mountain Secret Transmission—'Black Different Heaven Method'!"

"Mr. Lan?"

Lan Jicai of the Imperial Observatory appeared from nowhere, carrying his hands on his back, his brows tightly locked.

Zhang Shaofan asked: "Mr. Lan, what is the 'Black Different Heaven Method'? What is unique about it?"

Awei in the tray pricked up his head.

Lan Jicai shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, I only know that the true gang refined by this method has three grades.

One head and two arms Black Heaven Guard; two heads and four arms Black Heaven General; three heads and six arms Black Heaven King.

For every extra arm, there is no need for comprehension, just see the heaven and earth phenomena to imprint, manifest as the weapon in the palm, six arms can accommodate six kinds of phenomena, six kinds of weapons!"

Everyone looked back, one head and two arms, two big knives.

"Is Haruhan's the Black Heaven Guard?"

"No, this is the fourth grade Great Black Heaven God! Three heads and six arms manifested as one!"

Meng Qiang was surprised: "Didn't you say there are three grades?"

Lan Jicai glanced: "Because the Black Heaven God cannot be cultivated at all, no matter how talented you are, it's useless! It is rumored that only those who get the approval of the Black Heaven God can obtain it."

Meng Qiang was stunned: "Are there really gods in the world?"

"Isn't the Dragon King the water god of rivers? Calling wind and rain, cutting off rivers, gods are people, people are gods." Lan Jicai watched for a long time, his thoughts turning a hundred times, "The Great Snow Mountain and the Northern Court are coming and going very closely..."

"In that case..."

Meng Qiang looked back at the Great Black Heaven God holding two knives, counting the common heaven and earth phenomena in the Northern Court.

Wind and thunder heaven pillar!

Blood plain long river!

All are phenomena of killing and fierceness!

(End of chapter)