The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 173 Heavenly God of War
Dongcheng Area.

"Master, I have been patrolling the streets all day, and I have not seen many people from the underworld dare to cause trouble at this moment. The brothers have nothing to do."

"How about you talk to the city lord and ask us to guard the city as well?"

On the quiet street, a team of Zhenwusi detectives were patrolling with lanterns in their hands, bored. One of them, a young detective with a handsome face who looked like a young master from an aristocratic family, asked with an expectant look on his face.

He is Lu Guanying, the young master of Guiyun Villa, the great-disciple of the East Evil Huang Yaoshi, and the nephew of Huang Rong.

After the great changes in the world, Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, accepted back into his sect Lu Chengfeng, Feng Mofeng, Mei Chaofeng and others who had been expelled from the sect. Lu Guanying took the opportunity to become a disciple of Peach Blossom Island and became the third generation disciple.

Since his daughter was following Shen Yuanliang, Huang Yaoshi thought it over again and again and decided to send Lu Guanying and others over so that Huang Rong could have some capable helpers.

"Guanying, everyone has their own duties. Our mission now is to maintain order in Haizhou City."

"Don't think about the rest."

A burly, nine-foot-tall man glanced at everyone and spoke calmly.

Qiao Feng was deeply grateful to Shen Yuanliang and was appointed as the chief of the Zhenwu Division, which is equivalent to the Six Gates of Divine Constables in other countries, and is responsible for handling matters in the martial arts world.

When Shen Yuanliang sent troops to attack the Later Jin, Qiao Feng, who had just established the Zhenwu Division, focused all his energy on Haizhou City to deal with those lawless people in the martial arts world to prevent them from colluding with the Later Jin.

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, heavy footsteps were heard, getting closer and closer, and the tiny stones on the bluestone slabs were jumping restlessly.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then he lay on the ground and listened attentively. The rumbling footsteps sounded like drums, very dense.

With many years of experience in gathering intelligence on the Song-Liao border, Qiao Feng knew from the sound alone that they had 8,000 people, all well-trained soldiers.

However, the imperial guards of Qingdi City were all on the city walls resisting the Later Jin Dynasty, and some were eliminating spies. The army that appeared in Dongcheng District at this moment was most likely not their own.

"Guanying, go and inform General Yue and have them take precautions to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of their situation."

"I'll be there later!"

Qiao Feng instructed with a serious expression.

As for the General Yue he mentioned, it was General Yue Fei. Shen Yuanliang visited him three times at his cottage before he was invited to come down the mountain. Now he is commanding 20,000 imperial troops to guard the east city wall.

"promise!"

The situation was urgent, Lu Guanying cupped his hands, and with all his might, ran straight to the East Gate.

"Stop comers, come and tell us your name!"

Seeing Huang Taiji and his companions rushing towards him from afar, at the signal of Qiao Feng, a slightly immature constable, about sixteen or seventeen years old, took deep breath and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

Before he finished his words, a sharp arrow pierced through the deep darkness and shot straight towards the young constable's throat like a poisonous dragon at lightning speed.

"Dragon Catcher!"

Qiao Feng immediately used his unique skill, the Dragon Catching Hand. A golden fist appeared in the dark night sky. He grabbed the dazed young constable and narrowly avoided the arrow.

"You guys retreat first, I'll hold them off for a while."

Putting aside the frightened young detective, Qiao Feng said without question.

This group of brothers under him had followed him for more than half a month and they had similar temperaments and personalities. Qiao Feng didn't want them to die here.

"Master."

The many detectives who had come to their senses shouted. They knew what Qiao Feng meant, but they were not cowards, and they really didn't trust the Master to face the enemy alone.

"Hurry up and leave!"

Qiao Feng frowned, then mobilized all his internal strength and pushed his palms forward. The surging internal strength made it seem like a piece of cake and pushed them twenty or thirty feet away.

"kill him!"

Seeing Qiao Feng standing alone in the street, trying to be a hero who could defeat ten thousand enemies, Huang Taiji waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

In his eyes, Qiao Feng was just a dead man at the moment. It was simply a pipe dream for him to stop his 8,000-strong army, especially the army composed of 8,000 innate masters, with just one person.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Looking at the Later Jin soldiers in front of him with burly build and almost dull eyes, Qiao Feng immediately performed a move from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Flying Dragon in the Sky.

"hold head high!"

A loud dragon roar was heard, and a giant dragon hundreds of feet long appeared between heaven and earth, its golden scales lifelike.

A powerful and masculine martial arts truth spread out, and a giant dragon a hundred feet long stretched out its agile body, like a hawk hunting its prey, and swooped down on the white-armored soldiers a hundred feet away.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon-shaped energy rampaged through the army, knocking the white-armored soldiers to the ground one after another, and even many of them had their internal organs shattered.

The smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, and dozens of white-armored soldiers lay quietly on the cold ground, gradually losing their breath.

"Is this the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Are you Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

When Huang Taiji saw this iconic palm technique and thought about the news he received some time ago, he immediately knew who he was!

More than half a month ago, Qiao Feng appointed Shen Yuanliang as his lord and appointed him as the chief of the Zhenwu Division. This news spread widely and the Later Jin also knew about it.

With his eyes narrowed and a cold light flashing in his bright pupils, Huang Taiji waved his hand and shouted, "So what if it's Qiao Feng? Kill him for me!"

At that moment, the Later Jin Jiannu and Qingdi City were at loggerheads. Huang Taiji had finally gained the upper hand. No one could stop him from seizing the Abyss Demon Vine!
After receiving Huang Taiji's order, the white-armored soldiers, who were trained like puppets and not afraid of pain or death, rushed over like mercury, and the forest of blades exuded murderous intent.

"kill!"

One man took on eight thousand people, and with the fearless attitude of death, Qiao Feng charged into the crowd alone.

With surging blood and tens of thousands of pounds of strength, at this moment, Qiao Feng is like a human-shaped beast, with endless power all over his body.

The slightest touch will result in death or injury.

The wide streets seemed a bit crowded at this time, and the army could not move freely, which gave Qiao Feng a chance to catch his breath.

Otherwise, on the front battlefield, facing the overwhelming arrows, catapults, red cannons, etc., even a body of iron would not be able to withstand it.

People in the martial arts world can only rely on favorable terrain to barely deal with the army. As for taking the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops, that is nonsense, unless you are a god on land!
"See the dragon in the field."

"Don't use Qianlong."

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Faced with endless innate masters, Qiao Feng had no choice but to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms over and over again to clear out the miscellaneous soldiers and give himself space to maneuver.

The high-pitched dragon roar echoed throughout Haizhou City. The hundred-foot-long dragon-shaped energy was majestic and very cool. At this moment, Qiao Feng seemed like the god of war in heaven.

However, human power is limited. The dragon's roar became weaker and weaker, no longer able to pierce the clouds and split the rocks as before, giving people a feeling of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

(End of this chapter)