The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

Chapter 1429: Great victory, the Virgin of the White

Latest website: Now that Hu Yanjing is dead, Li Chengfeng calmed down and confronted the great monk in front of him.

Although he has just entered the Grand Master realm not long ago, his martial arts are not inferior to the opponent at all.

Even under full firepower, he could faintly suppress the monk in front of him.

Seeing that Hu Yanjing was dead, the surrounding Turkic soldiers also surrounded Li Chengfeng to kill him.

But in front of the two great masters, these ordinary soldiers can't do anything at all.

After about half a stick of incense, the great monk's clothes were torn from Li Chengfeng's beating, and his whole body was covered with blood.

"I haven't been out of the rivers and lakes. I didn't expect Datang to have such a young grand master like you!"

"You killed my junior today, how can I let you go?" The monk's eyes became more and more gloomy.

Originally, this time he just came to deliver the order of the Turkic Khan, but he didn't expect to find such a powerful young man.

Most of the other great masters of martial arts don't interfere with the affairs of the court, and now the person in front of him looks like a general, if not for him, there will be endless troubles.

Without any hesitation, the monk waved his arm for a while, and the bronze Zen staff in his hand rang out, and the Zen staff began to deform rapidly.

After a while, the Zen stick has become a big knife measuring more than 1.7 meters, and the killing intent in the monk's eyes has reached the extreme.

"Since the benefactor is unwilling to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, then let me save you!" the great monk shouted angrily.

Seeing this, Li Chengfeng casually beheaded a Turkic soldier who was trying to get close, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Hypocrisy! Why don't I send you to that Western Paradise!"

Turning the Xuanyuan Sword, the two began to confront each other again, and the powerful internal force and military aura turned into dense sword aura and intertwined together.

Some soldiers who accidentally approached were directly killed by the swordsmanship of the two before they could react.

For a moment, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and the Turks who were fighting unexpectedly avoided the two of them tacitly, and an open space was formed around the two of them.

After a brief battle for a while, Li Chengfeng also basically figured out the strength of the great monk in front of him.

He withdrew the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, threw the Xuanyuan sword high, and jumped up to catch Xuanyuan sword.

The inner force poured into Xuanyuan Sword, and dozens of shadows of sword energy appeared on Xuanyuan Sword.

"Xuanyuan Sword Juejian III, Xuanyuan Sword Formation, prisoner!" Li Chengfeng shouted lightly, the words fell, and those phantoms of Xuanyuan Sword fell around the great monk.

The mighty sword energy expanded through the Xuanyuan sword formation, and countless sword energy turned into chains of shocking sword energy, locking the monk on the spot.

"This sword formation? Is he actually so powerful?" the monk thought to himself.

Seeing the increasingly fierce sword energy around him, he picked up the big knife and wiped it on the palm of his hand, and blood dripped on the big knife.

"Shi'e Saber Technique, Asura Buddha Saber!" The great monk swung his sword to break through the sword array.

It's a pity that since Li Chengfeng made a move, he didn't intend to give him a chance to live. Taking advantage of the Xuanyuan sword formation to trap the monk, he picked up the Xuanyuan sword floating in front of him and killed him.

"Xuanyuan Sword Twelve Swords, Immortal Execution God!" Li Chengfeng turned the Xuanyuan Sword, and the phantom of the sword array turned into a mighty dragon of inner energy, which returned to the sword body of Xuanyuan Sword, and the dragon of sword energy flew out and let out a long howl.

And that great monk just broke free from the shackles of the sword array, how could he dodge, was pierced by the sword energy and died on the spot.

"You...you have Xuanyuan Sword in your hand?!" The great monk covered his wound, his eyes widened in shock, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

As the prince of the Huyan royal family, he not only has a lofty status but also has the martial arts strength of a great master. He never expected to die at the hands of this young man in front of him.

The two sides fought until sunset, and finally ended with the defeat of the Turkic army.

The 50,000 Turkic soldiers who invaded were killed by less than 30,000 Tang soldiers, and the leading general was beheaded by Li Chengfeng and Wan Jun. Nearly 40,000 Turkic soldiers were left outside the Great Wall. The army led by Er won a complete victory, and the Seven Killers and the Yuwen family also gained a lot of military exploits.

Just when they returned to the court with a complete victory, in the distant woods, a special army was staring at the battlefield on the plain.

"The battle ahead is over, where should we go? My lord!" A soldier covered in armor said to the leading man.

"Your Majesty has an order. If the war is over, I will go to the grassland to teach them a lesson!" The leading man put on a black iron mask and said with a smile.

The horseshoes of the group were all wrapped with special horseshoes and cotton cloth, and they quietly left the woods and ran towards the depths of the grassland.

On the other side, there was a faint sound of explosions outside the door of the secret room at the entrance of the main altar of the White Lotus Sect, and a painful roar came from the door of the room.

There were two masked believers wearing black gold-plated robes at the door, and both of them lowered their heads one after another, not daring to make any noise.

It seems that their White Lotus Sect's Madonna of the White Lotus failed to break through the legendary realm again. At this time, whoever speaks out is courting death.

Just as the two of them were thinking to themselves, an elder in white robe rushed to the secret room.

"Master! There is an urgent report ahead, please deal with it!" The elder lowered his head and said softly.

As soon as these words came out, there was a booming sound from the stone door of the secret room, and a graceful-looking woman came out barefoot.

The woman's clothes were very sexy, but none of the White Lotus disciples and elders present dared to look up.

The woman in front of her is the current Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect, and her strength is even more unfathomable. All the guardians and elders in the sect are convinced.

The most frightening thing is her staggering means of punishment, as well as various torture poisons.

In the hearts of ordinary congregants, he is the supreme Madonna of White Lotus.

But in the hearts of these true believers, they would rather fall into the hands of Hades than hers.

"Holy Mother... this... this is an urgent message from the front!" The elder handed over a specially made letter with trembling hands.

The woman stretched out her slender fingers, took the letter, glanced at the wax seal on the letter, and looked at the letter carefully.

As she gradually understood the contents of the letter~lightnovelpub.net~, the woman's brows frowned a little bit, and the aura around her body became more and more fierce.

The elder who delivered the letter and the two believers couldn't bear the pressure, and fell to their knees uncontrollably.

"Master, please forgive me!" The elder begged for mercy with his trembling teeth.

But the woman suddenly laughed, and her sweet smile was as beautiful as a flash in the pan.

But her voice was like the whisper of a demon in the ears of the others: "How can I blame you! After all, I can't ask trash to do good things, can I?"

Hearing these words, the surrounding White Lotus Sect members fell into deep despair.

The next second, the shadow of the sword floated past, and three **** heads rolled down, their wide eyes were full of panic.

"Young Grandmaster! It sounds very interesting!" The woman said with a smile, licking the warm blood on the sword.