At the peak of Mount Hua, it was as if he could touch the sky with his hand!
Through the golden board, he looked down at the magnificent mountains and rivers below Mount Hua.
Swinging his chest, he gave birth to layers of clouds, and his eyes were like birds returning to their homes.
The cultivators and emperors of the Nine States all felt a sense of pride.
"Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong!"
"There's more, there's more! Huang Yaoshi! Master Yi Deng!"
"Who was the crazy one that day?"
"That's Ouyang Feng from Western Poison!”
With the exclamations, all of them were famous for a long time. It was difficult for ordinary people to see such a big hand in the martial world, but they were all present!
There was no doubt that Mount Hua was a feast of martial arts today.
The cultivators of the Nine Provinces widened their eyes, afraid that they would miss even the slightest detail!
Among all the seniors, Guo Jing, who was only 20 years old, was the most unconventional one.
Abandoning the conspiracy, this was a pure martial arts contest!
One move, two moves…
Those with weak minds had already lost the will to resist when they saw Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, and the others 'attacks.
As for Guo Jing, with his young body, he actually withstood 300 moves from Apothecary Huang and Hong Qigong without losing!
They were even exchanging blows with each other, their moves becoming more and more skillful!
The collision of each move caused the Nine Regions to be filled with joy.
The cultivators of the Great Song shouted Guo Jing's name crazily!
Everyone could tell that although Guo Jing was still young, he already had the ability to dominate the world. What he lacked was only time!
……
Mongolia Great Tent
Compared to the high morale of Xiangyang City, the morale of the Mongolian army was much lower.
"The general on the other side is a person blessed by the Golden Roll. How can we fight the heavens?”
Looking at Xiangyang City in the golden light and seeing the man on the city wall, the Mongolian soldiers actually felt a trace of fear!
The Mongol Khagan no longer had the mood to continue drinking. He brought his personal guards out of the main tent!
He raised his hand and slashed down, and the heads of the retreating soldiers immediately fell to the ground.
Holding the bloody head, the Mongol Khagan berated loudly,
"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong Guo Jing was, he was only a person, not a god! We have Jinlun Guoshi here today, what is there to fear from a mere Guo Jing!”
Looking at Guo Jing's performance on the Golden Roll, Jinlun Guoshi stood out from the army and said in a loud voice,
"Don't be afraid. I've seen the Golden Rankings, and this Guo Jing is merely a greater celestial pinnacle being. I'll take his head for the Great Khan and offer it to the Great Mongol Empire!”
Hearing Jinlun Guoshi's words, the Mongolian soldiers put away their previous nervousness even though they were a little apprehensive.
After calming the morale of the army, the Khan and Jinlun Guoshi returned to the main tent.
"Imperial Preceptor, this Golden Roll is really detrimental to the morale of our army. I hope Imperial Preceptor can quickly take action and kill Guo Jing! Today, the Imperial Preceptor should take the credit for breaking through the city!”
"I will naturally obey the Great Khan's words. However, the Great Khan should also immediately give the order to attack fiercely to divert their attention and help me kill Guo Jing to prevent any more trouble!”
"Imperial Preceptor's words are reasonable. I will naturally cooperate!”
With a slight bow, Jinlun Guoshi walked out of the tent.
He was anxious. He had never thought that a greater celestial peak state expert would actually appear in the weak Great Song.
If he had the same cultivation as him, it would take him some effort to take him down.
……
In the sky, there was a divine scene!
After the sword duel at Mount Hua, Guo Jing had gained a lot. Looking back at what he had learned, he broke through to the Great Grandmaster Realm in one fell swoop.
Tiemuzhen was seriously ill. Although they were enemies, Guo Jing still went to see Tiemuzhen for the last time.
From then on, Guo Jing broke off relations with Mongolia and followed the example of Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, who were loyal generals, to protect Xiangyang City for the rest of his life.
Compared to the previous Golden Roll, although the last few sentences were short, it made the Nine Provinces fall into silence.
"I originally thought that chivalry was to roam the martial world and take revenge. Now, I understand that there is another kind of chivalry called chivalry, for the country and the people!”
"General Yue, even if you were harmed by a traitor, someone is still inheriting your will!”
"It turns out that the border of Great Song is protected by Hero Guo. Who said that only those who walk the martial world are heroes!”
The entire Great Song was already crying. A man wiped away his tears and kowtowed three times respectfully to his mother.
"Mother, as the saying goes, parents should not travel far, but this child has decided that I must go to Xiangyang to follow Great Swordsman Guo!”
"Son, go! Mother supports you!"
"I heard that the Mongolian army of 300,000 is attacking Xiangyang. We can't let Hero Guo be killed by the Mongolian Tartars!”
"Yes, even if I die, I will go to Xiangyang to help Hero Guo!”
……
Wudang Mountain!
True Martial Palace!
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and was silent for a moment before he sighed.
"Loyalty, courage, faith, and Dao! Old Hua, you've really taken in a good disciple!”
Hong Qigong drank a mouthful of strong wine.
"This kid really knows how to hide his strength. He didn't even tell me that he had broken through to the great grandmaster realm. Old Daoist, I won't accompany you anymore!”
Hong Qigong hurriedly left behind a sentence before disappearing from his original spot.
The Wudang Sect disciples looked at Hong Qigong, who had suddenly disappeared, and were a little puzzled.
"Master, why did Senior Hong leave?”
"He went to Xiangyang City!"
A gust of wind blew past, and a Beggar's Sect disciple pointed ahead, his eyes filled with horror.
"Something flashed past just now! There's a ghost!"
Under the full force of his qinggong, Hong Qigong only left afterimages on the road.
Hong Qigong took a chicken drumstick from a small shop by the street. A hint of impatience flashed across his face.
"Good disciple, you have to wait for me to arrive!”
……
Looking at the golden list, Jinlun Guoshi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Although his body already had the power of the dragon and elephant, the blow this time came from his heart!
He had thought that his strength was on par with Guo Jing's, but the other party was an entire tier higher than him!
Jinlun Guoshi's eyes could not help but flash with a trace of joy. Fortunately, the Golden Roll was announced early. Otherwise, he would have been sent to hell!
It wasn't that he didn't work hard, but he had learned the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, while the other party had learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The attributes were a restraint!
"State Preceptor, why are you back?"
Seeing Jinlun Guoshi return to the tent, a hint of displeasure flashed across the Mongolian Khan's face.
Jinlun Guoshi naturally knew of the Khan's dissatisfaction, but he was in a difficult position. He had already said in front of everyone that he would capture and kill Guo Jing!
"Don't worry, Great Khan. I have something that will definitely make Guo Jing surrender!”
"Good!"
The Mongol Khan slammed the table and stood up. Children, follow me to see the might of the Imperial Preceptor!”
Guo Jing watched as the Mongolian soldiers slowly retreated like a tide. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
However, not long after.
A path opened up in the middle of the Mongolian army.
A chariot drove past the battle path with a squeak. A young woman with her head lowered was tied to it.
"Guo Jing, Huang Rong, look who this is.”
Jinlun Guoshi grinned hideously and propped up the woman's head.
When they saw the woman's face clearly, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were stunned on the spot.
"Xiang 'er!"
The two of them cried out at the same time, and Huang Rong shed two streams of tears.
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