"Ding, kill Mongolia's first protector of the country, King Jinlun, and get points!"

With the sound of the system, the two top masters died, and at the same time, Wang Feng's points also skyrocketed.

King Jinlun had already contributed 10,000 points after he was defeated by Wang Feng last time, but now he can only add 15,000 points after killing him. This system will never suffer.

Above the battlefield, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the strong wind was gone, revealing a proudly independent figure.

Chapter 248 The first master in the world, Wang Feng

"It's the real person Xiaoyao, he won!"

Some warriors have sharp eyes, and at a glance, they recognize Wang Feng's figure after the smoke has drifted away.

"I won, he won, and my reputation in the Central Plains has finally been preserved." Some people were talking, but tears were pouring out.

"Xiaoyao Zhenren is really a strange person in the world. With one enemy and two, he has killed his opponents. It is not an exaggeration to call him the best in the world with such a demeanor!"

"Nonsense, if Master Xiaoyao can't be number one in the world, who else in the world can?"

Countless warriors on the city wall let out deafening roars, and countless arms waved, embracing and weeping with the warriors around them.

At this moment, there is no distinction between men and women, and no enemy is particularly jealous when they meet, and everyone is celebrating Wang Feng's victory.

The cheers of thousands of people sounded together, and at the same time infected ordinary soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City. The whole process was hotly discussing this decisive battle, and Wang Feng's name also began to spread in the city.

Some people even took out firecrackers and lit them up, and the city of Xiangyang burst into laughter.

It's almost like winning a battle.

In fact, to a certain extent, it is indeed a victory. The death of King Jinlun may be able to delay the attack of the Mongolian army.

At this moment, outside the city of Xiangyang, Li Mochou, Cheng Ying, and Lu Wushuang's three daughters had already rushed towards Wang Feng.

"Wang Feng!"

"Brother Feng!"

The three daughters shed tears along the way, no longer caring about being restrained, and threw themselves directly into Wang Feng's arms.

Especially Li Mochou, her heart could no longer tolerate her being silent any longer. She wanted to let Wang Feng know that she needed him more than anyone at this moment.

The beauty was in her arms, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and a unique floral fragrance came to her nostrils. Wang Feng subconsciously caught the person in front of him.

"Wang Feng..."

Li Mochou's hands hugged her tightly, his small face pressed against Wang Feng's chest, feeling the smell of him.

In the previous battle, Li Mochou's heart was always in ups and downs, for fear that something would happen to Wang Feng. At that time, she deeply regretted why she loved and did not dare to speak out bravely.

"Wang Feng... I love you, don't leave me!"

Li Mochou finally said it out of habit, and the words that had been suppressed in her heart for countless days were released, and her heart was relieved a lot.

Wang Feng hugged the beauty in his heart tightly, without speaking, he responded to the beauty's expectations with actions.

At this time, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang finally arrived. They didn't care about other people's eyes, they hugged Wang Feng's body and choked softly.

"Good, you won't be pretty if you cry again."

Wang Feng stroked the three daughters' hair gently, he could feel the affection of the three daughters for him, which was a feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Not far away, Guo Jing and his wife, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, and their disciples all came.

Just seeing Wang Feng and the three daughters embracing each other, they were very knowledgeable and did not bother.

Guo Fu looked at Wang Feng and the three daughters hugging each other, and felt very uncomfortable, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

After a long time, the three separated, and Wang Feng took the three daughters to the crowd.

"Xiaoyao Zhenren is on top, Guo Jing and his wife are here to thank Zhenren for his righteousness and protecting the safety of my people in the Great Song Dynasty."

Seeing Wang Feng coming up, Guo Jing and Huang Rong saluted Wang Feng solemnly, and their words were extremely respectful.

In Guo Jing's view, Wang Feng's beheading of Ouyang Feng and King Jinlun was equivalent to indirectly preventing the opportunity for the Mongolian army to attack and protecting the people in Xiangyang City.

Wang Feng raised his hand and waved lightly, and an invisible energy swept across, supporting the two who were saluting, and said with a light smile: "No need to say more, this is the purpose of Quanzhen."

Just kidding, you can't say it's for points, right?

Fortunately, he is the headmaster of the contemporary Quanzhen Sect. It is more convincing to attribute this reason directly to the founding purpose of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Hahaha...Xiaoyao Zhenren's righteousness, I will see it for all to see. After this battle, Quanzhen Sect has already deserved its name as the No. 1 faction in the arena, and Zhenren's cultivation base is even more admirable for us. The worthy number one expert in the world!" Huang Yaoshi clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"Oh, Huang Laoxie's point is right. Listen to that city wall, the masters of the world's major sects have already called Xiaoyao Zhenren the number one master in the world. I'm always convinced." Hong Qigong smiled. pointed to the city wall and said with a smile.

"Amitabha, the real person of Xiaoyao is a strange person in the world. He has reached the realm of the sixth heaven of the congenital at a young age. I can't compare it with others. At the beginning, we divided the five bests in the world in Huashan. , I can't imagine that a few decades later, another Quanzhen Sect leader will be born, and the first of these five musts truly deserves its name."

At this moment, even Master Yideng, who didn't speak much, expressed his opinion.

Master Yideng is more direct, and regards Wang Feng as the head of the new five masters.

"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful...Xiaoyao Zhenren's cultivation base is already number one in the world, surpassing the Chongyang Zhenren of that year. I am the first to agree with the name of the Chinese supernatural power."

"Dad's right, Master Xiaoyao has surpassed Master Chongyang in terms of martial arts and fame. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in the world. In my opinion, it's better to call it the Middle Shenzong!"

Huang Rong nodded with a smile, digging out her thoughts, and finally came up with the most appropriate title for Wang Feng.

"Central Shenzong? Well, what Rong'er said is good!" Huang Yaoshi meditated in his mouth and shouted.

Wang Feng's martial arts accomplishments, no one would object to him being superb, and he is the number one grandmaster in the world today, so it is appropriate to call him the Zhongshenzong.

In this way, Wang Feng's title was decided by everyone.

Li Mochou's three daughters showed pride on their faces. The title of the Five Absolutes was recognized by everyone in the world. Wang Feng became the leader of the Five Absolutes and was admired by the world's warriors. Among the younger generation, he was the only one.

Wang Feng returned to Xiangyang City and was welcomed by all the warriors present. All the warriors looked at him with pilgrimage-like eyes with deep respect.

And those young masters of various sects directly treat Wang Feng as a **** in their hearts.

He is the representative of the young generation of masters, and no one can replace him.

After this battle, Wang Feng's name spread quickly, and the reputation of Quanzhen Sect was so high that no one could shake it.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were extremely excited. This young headmaster was indeed extraordinary. He almost single-handedly brought the reputation of Quanzhen Sect back to its peak, surpassing the former glory of Wang Chongyang.

When everyone returned to Guo Mansion, another exciting news came.

It turned out that the Mongolian forward army detected the news of the death of King Jinlun and decided to retreat.

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Chapter 249: The End of the Divine Carving Scroll and the Opening of the Qin Shi Scroll

The news spread, and it made the entire Xiangyang City a sensation. Whether it was warriors or ordinary people, all cheered, and Xiangyang City was even more celebrated.

However, at this time, Wang Feng unexpectedly bid farewell to everyone and left.

Although Guo Jing and others tried their best to keep them, they failed to keep them.

The warriors who were caught in the celebration did not realize that the protagonist Xiaoyao Zhenren had already left Xiangyang City.

"Brother Feng, where are we going now? Are we going back to Mount Zhongnan?" Lu Wushuang asked while riding a horse.

Li Mochou and Cheng Ying also looked at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng pulled the reins and smiled: "Zhong Nanshan must go back, but before leaving, I want to leave another gift."

The three girls looked at each other suspiciously, not understanding what Wang Feng meant, but wisely did not ask.

"drive!"

Wang Feng slapped the whip in his hand, and the horse under him stepped forward and galloped forward.

The battle of Xiangyang City was enough to go down in history. Wang Feng's reputation spread all over the world. It was also this battle that led to the preparation of the entire Mongolian vanguard army to evacuate.

When everyone celebrated one night and the sun fell on the ground the next day, the spies of Xiangyang City brought another shocking news to all the soldiers and civilians of Xiangyang City.

Thirty miles away, the Mongolian forward army camp was in a mess, with corpses everywhere, the enemy commander was beheaded, thousands of enemy troops were killed, and the remaining troops fled!

As soon as this news appeared, it caused a sensation!

"My God, what happened? There are at least 5,000 defenders in the Mongolian forward army camp. Why are the casualties so heavy, even the main general was killed!"

"Who knows, could it be that a certain army in the Song Dynasty couldn't do it?"

"Impossible, there is no body of a Song Dynasty soldier at the scene. It can be seen that he did not die at the hands of the army. It is very likely that my Central Plains martial arts person did it!"

In the city, various restaurants and inns are discussing this issue, and no one knows what happened.

Guo Mansion, in the hall!

Guo Jing and others were sitting around the room, also discussing the matter.

"Who the **** did it? Rong'er, there is news from the Beggar Gang."

Guo Jing asked aloud, he was also very puzzled about this matter.

The Mongolian forward army was killed by thousands, and the main general was killed. This not only greatly encouraged the confidence of the army and the people in Xiangyang City, but also severely hit the arrogance of the Mongolian army, making them fearful and afraid to go south easily.

Huang Rong shook her head and said with a smile, "Brother Jing, don't worry, the leader of the Lu Gang has already sent disciples of the Beggar Gang to investigate, and there will be news soon."

Everyone laughed, the news came so suddenly, no wonder Guo Jing was so anxious to know.

Just when everyone was chatting and laughing, Lu Youjia hurried in from outside the door.

"Guo Daxia, I found it!"

Lu You's feet were excited, and he had obviously gotten the news.

"Sect Leader Lu, can you find out who did it?" Guo Jing stepped forward, grabbed Lu Youfoot's hand, and asked.

At this time, no one cared about Guo Jing's gaffe, and they also wanted to know.

Lu Youzui said excitedly: "The news said that someone witnessed a young man who single-handedly entered the enemy camp, and a black sword directly nailed the local coach, and there were three beautiful people beside the young man. The young girl accompanied me, and the four of them left calmly afterwards."

"Oh? Do you know the identity of that boy!"

"Hahaha, Jing'er, who else can this person be? There are three beautiful girls with black swords in their hands. They dare to enter the military camp to kill the Mongolian commander.

Master Huang Yao laughed. After hearing the description from Gang Leader Lu, he immediately thought of Wang Feng.

The black sword is the symbol of Wang Feng!

"That's true, but I never thought that Xiaoyao Renren left, and he still made such a feat." Guo Jing sighed, and respected Wang Feng even more in his heart.

"The real person Xiaoyao is really a strange person of a generation. He wants to buy more time for us. Brother Jing, we can't live up to the kindness of the real person Xiaoyao."

Huang Rong sighed from the bottom of her heart, she was really becoming more and more curious about this strange young man.

In their eyes, Wang Feng is such a person, unfathomable and mysterious, no one can guess his mind.

No matter how everyone sighed, the leader of the whole thing had already left for Zhongnan Mountain at this moment.

Wang Feng and the other three women rode their horses all the way, and while admiring the scenery of various places, stopped and walked, it took more than half a month to return to Zhongnan Mountain.

Along the way, the three daughters have finally returned to their hearts, and Wang Feng can be said to enjoy the blessings of everyone.

After Wang Feng returned to Zhongnan Mountain, he lived in the ancient tomb with his daughters, and traveled around the mountains and waters every day, leisurely.

And at night, naturally, he slept with the girls and fought until the middle of the night.

After living in the ancient tomb for a period of time, all the things in the world of divine carving have ended for him. Now his strength has reached the sixth level of the innate, and even if he does not deliberately cultivate, he can quickly increase his cultivation base. .

"It's time to go to the next world."

Wang Feng finally made a decision to go to the next world and continue his martial arts path.

Before leaving, Wang Feng deliberately returned to Chongyang Palace and passed his position as headmaster to Qiu Chuji.

"Sect Master, the disciples are good at superficial cultivation and fail to take on important responsibilities. Please take back the decree of the sect master."

Qiu Chuji knelt down in front of Wang Feng and implored Wang Feng to take back this decision.

The current Wang Feng, whether in martial arts or prestige, is the pinnacle of the world, and no one can compare with him.

More importantly, he is still so young, and the Quanzhen Sect wants to develop, only in his hands is the safest.

But Wang Feng didn't have time to stay here.

"The decision of this seat cannot be changed, Qiu Chuji, after today, this seat will withdraw from the arena and live in seclusion. You should concentrate on managing the Quanzhen Sect and carry forward the Quanzhen Sect."