Chapter 291 Xingxiu Old Immortal, boundless magic power

"It's useless to talk too much. Let's see the true story at the front of the army!"

Zhu Houzhao said calmly.

Even if he was not the emperor, he would not sacrifice his life for the Meng Yuan. The extreme national ideals were deeply ingrained in his bones.

"snort"

Kublai Khan snorted coldly and said: "My Great Yuan cavalry runs all over the world and is invincible. With the weak military strength of the six countries, fighting against my Great Yuan is like a mantis trying to block a chariot and not overestimating its own strength."

After saying that, he turned the horse's head and returned to the main formation.

The words are not speculative. Since Zhu Houzhao cannot be persuaded to surrender, the next step is to fight with real swords and guns.

"kill"

With the sound of drums and the sound of killing, the Meng Yuan cavalry was like an extremely sharp spear, piercing into the heart of the Six Nations Allied Forces camp.

His skin is as thick as a city wall.

"Follow the old immortal to conquer the demons."

A group of minions shouted loudly again, and Ding Chunqiu slowly sat up from the soft sedan chair with a stern look in his eyes: "The old immortal is kind-hearted. He doesn't like killing people, and he can't bear to see the suffering in the world."

"Unfortunately, I have already promised the Great Khan to contribute to Meng Yuan, so I have no choice but to ask you to proceed slowly!"

Kublai Khan really couldn't find a word to describe Ding Chunqiu, so he had to use "personality" instead.

The corners of Zhu Houzhao's mouth twitched slightly. The guy in front of him looked like he was just trying to make a joke, and he didn't have much responsibility as a bad guy at all.

But being unable to stop it does not mean that there is no way to use the Meng Yuan cavalry. Under the command of Zhu Di, the coalition forces from various countries used firearms such as divine fire and flying crows, coupled with bows and arrows, in order to break the charge of the Meng Yuan cavalry, and then catch them and fight.

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"Please rest assured, Fourth Prince, we will definitely make Nao Shizi's six-nation coalition tremble and fear!"

He spoke the softest words and used the most ruthless killing methods. He lightly swept the feather fan in his hand, and a puff of poisonous smoke flew out. Driven by internal force, it began to spread to all sides.

The minions under Ding Chunqiu's seat quickly covered their mouths and noses, took out the antidote and put it in their mouths. They were able to survive under Ding Chunqiu's hands until now because they were clever enough and paid enough attention to their own lives.

"The old immortal of Xingxu has boundless magical power, enjoys immortal blessings forever, and lives as long as heaven."

The martial arts legend Zhang Sanfeng and the founder of Quanzhen Wang Chongyang are not as grand as this person when they go out.

"Thank you for your help!"

In the frontal fighting on the battlefield, no army of any country could stop the charge of the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry. Their indomitable momentum was enough to make people timid before fighting.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless magical power and unparalleled magical skills, unrivaled by anyone."

In the battle of Xiangyang, he was defeated miserably because of the Jianghu people. This time he wanted to return the shame of Xiangyang's defeat to its original form.

"I will prepare a celebration banquet and wait for your triumphant return."

All the masters held their heads high and their chests high, very arrogant.

The two elders Xuan Ming, Ku Toutuo, A Da, A Er, A San, and the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow

All of them are top-notch masters, and one of them is even more extraordinary.

The King of Twelve Treasure Trees and the Three Ambassadors of Persian Mingjiao

"The old immortal is kind and generous. He can't bear to offend you, so please get out of the way."

Kublai Khan said he liked them verbally, but in fact he didn't think much of these people in his heart.

Both the Mongolian and Yuan forces and the Six Nations Allied Forces were stunned.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magical power and unparalleled magical power, is at the pinnacle of ancient and modern times."

"This Mr. Ding really has a personality!"

Kublai Khan looked at the group of martial arts masters he had recruited, planning to strike first.

King Ruyang and other Meng Yuan generals also had strange looks on their faces, and acted in such a flamboyant manner. It was really a small miracle that Ding Chunqiu could survive until now without being beaten to death.

As the poison gas spread, there were no soldiers around Ding Chunqiu. Whether they were from the Six Nations Allied Forces or the Meng Yuan Army, they were all dead, leaving an open area.

I am used to being the king of my own one-third of an acre of land. I have no idea how big the world is and how deep the water in the Central Plains is. I am like a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing how deep the sky is and how deep the earth is.

ah.

Wherever the poisonous smoke passed, screams could be heard one after another. Soldiers were easily poisoned to death, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

Out of fear of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills, no soldiers dared to step forward anymore, fearing that they would be poisoned to death and end up with no body intact.

Ding Chunqiu used his poisonous skills to harvest and slaughter the surrounding soldiers, while his minions yelled crazily and flattered each other in a continuous and disgusting manner, but Ding Chunqiu still enjoyed it very much.

Each one of them boasted loudly, but no matter how awesome he was, he could surpass Zhang Laodao, but now that he was employing people, he couldn't show a look of contempt.

He is thick-skinned, grandiose, and has a group of minions accompanying him to flatter him. With this kind of behavior, there will be no other person except Ding Chunqiu, the old weirdo in Xingxiu.

Seeing the man lying on the soft sedan with a comfortable expression on his face, everyone was filled with contempt.

He has flowing silver hair, a long beard that reaches past his shoulders, and a complexion as rosy as a baby. He holds a free feather fan, has an immortal air, has a dignified appearance, and has a very free and easy posture.

Zhu Di sighed, feeling that he had learned a lot today.

From the outside, this person does look like a carefree Taoist priest. However, the next second, he is shocked and caught off guard.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help feeling relieved. Although his poison skills were powerful, the quantity was limited after all. Once the poison was used up and he was surrounded by a large army, he would be dead.

The battle situation soon became tense. The Mongolian and Yuan cavalry were used to fighting on the battlefield and had mature fighting experience. They could often defeat many enemies with one enemy. However, the Six Nations Allied Forces had a large number of people and no one could completely gain the upper hand for a while.

Ding Chunqiu pretended to shout loudly, and the soldiers on both sides consciously moved out of the way, allowing Ding Chunqiu to pass through.

Generals Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Qiyu, and Hengha nodded in agreement.

Ding Chunqiu is a man of low character, extremely thick-skinned, and has a flamboyant temperament. He loves to be flattered by others, but his poisonous skills are really good, and he can be called a big killer weapon on the battlefield.

Without a certain level of cultivation, there is no way he can withstand Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills. Even martial arts people are like this, let alone ordinary soldiers.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless magic power and vast supernatural powers, and his magic rules the Central Plains."

A group of minions played and sang, and the sound of string and bamboo instruments was mixed with the continuous sound of flattery, which really made people speechless.

"In all my years of living, I have never seen such a shameless guy."

"Please ask the old immortal Hong to use his magic to subdue the demons."

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such a thick-skinned person. He can blow his skin to the sky, but he can still accept it.

The twenty-four venerable protectors of Tantric Buddhism,

Tianzhu Master He Taichou,

Baltai, King of Storm Blades

Nimo Xing, Yin Kexi, Xiao Xiangzi, Ma Guangzuo

Feather Fan pointed at Zhu Houzhao in the distance. Ding Chunqiu was sitting on the soft sedan chair. Several disciples were carrying the sedan chair, picking stars, ligers, etc. to open the way. No one dared to block it.

"Although this Mr. Ding has a weird temperament, he is indeed quite capable."

Kublai Khan exclaimed with emotion that Ding Chunqiu could be considered a strange person for being able to single-handedly intimidate the battlefield and make the soldiers of the Six Kingdoms dare not swing their swords at him.

It is extremely poisonous, making people extremely frightened.
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