Loan Wusheng

Chapter 238 To this day, they still spy on the grazing horses, but dare not cross Lintao.

"kill!"

Like a wolf swallowing the sun, tens of thousands of Western Di cavalrymen stepped out, transforming into phantom wolf shadows as they charged towards Zheng Jun's army formation.

The invasion was like fire. Hu Yang Chanyu was in the middle of the formation, his eyes filled with aggressive and fierce light. He seemed to want to kill Zheng Jun in this battle to avenge the High Priest!

"Boom!"

The phantom of the gray wolf and the azure-gold clouds collided violently in the sky above the grassland, and the two military formations erupted with a deafening roar the moment their energy clashed!

Amidst the roar, it seemed as if thunderclaps were exploding in the sky, as the roar surged swiftly.

The entire vast grassland instantly boiled over!

Hu Yang Chanyu's sleeves billowed as he spurred his horse over the corpses scattered on the ground. His scimitar slashed down from the air, and the blade's light transformed into a ten-zhang-long wolf claw, crashing down on Zheng Jun!

"Zheng Jun!"

With a low shout, the blade and claw clashed with the Dragon Abyss Blade, and Hu Yang Chanyu's pupils shrank sharply.

His attack, which he poured all his strength into at the Yuan Dan realm, was actually parried by Zheng Jun with such ease.
The impact of the collision between the two forces caused Hu Yang, the Chanyu, to feel his meridians go numb. It was as if he was not facing Zheng Jun's sword energy, but the imposing Mount Buzhou, which stretched across the heavens and earth, making it impossible for him to advance an inch.

"Is this all the strength the Chanyu has? This mighty ruler who once dominated the grasslands is nothing more than this... I wonder why the Divine Martial Emperor did not destroy you back then."

Zheng Jun sneered, and with a flick of his wrist, the Dragon Abyss Blade suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light!
The azure-gold true essence surged like a river flowing backward, and the blade traced a strange arc, actually slicing along the inside of the curved blade towards Hu Yang Chanyu's five fingers!

"Qiang!"

With a soft sound, Hu Yang Chanyu steadily blocked the attack with his true energy. At the same time, without hesitation, the scimitar in his hand suddenly disintegrated, transforming into nine golden wolf-head rings that swirled and danced in the air.

This is precisely the secret weapon of the Western Di royal court: the Azure Wolf Chain.

"Emperor of the Central Plains, behold my magic weapon!"

Hu Yang Chanyu bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the golden ring.

The nine wolf heads simultaneously let out a mournful howl, and the sound waves condensed into solidified blood-red chains that coiled around Zheng Jun's limbs like giant pythons!
A hint of mockery flashed in Zheng Jun's eyes. Suddenly, the Longyuan Blade slipped from his hand and hovered in the air, its blade trembling as it emitted a clear, melodious sound like a dragon's roar.

Meanwhile, the gilded Roaring Dragon Sword had somehow split into three hundred sword lights, weaving through the gaps in the blood-red chains like swimming fish, each collision sending up dazzling sparks.

"The Chanyu's toys are quite exquisite."

Before the words were finished, the gilded dragon halberd suddenly emerged from the clouds, its blade wrapped in azure-gold true essence, and slammed heavily into the center of the nine golden rings.

This seemingly simple strike landed precisely on the nodes of the golden rings, and the nine wolf-headed golden rings were instantly struck as if by lightning, flying back into Hu Yang Chanyu's hands.

Seeing Zheng Jun's methods, Hu Yang Chanyu was filled with hatred.

How come this person has three magical treasures on him, and can control them so easily?

Hasn't he only been cultivating for less than ten years?
I have cultivated for ten years and am only at the Outer Gang Realm. How come this person is already a top expert in the Yuan Dan Realm?

Could it be that he was born to be supreme, destined to attain the Dharma form of 'Lord of the World'?
Hu Yang Chanyu's heart wavered slightly, but he quickly became ruthless.

Born a supreme being?

Regardless of anything else, I rose from slavery to become the Chanyu of the Western Barbarians, fighting countless Western Barbarian heroes along the way. Now, as I seek to attain the Dharma form of the 'Lord of the World,' I must fight the most outstanding heroes of the Central Plains and defeat Zheng Jun, the Han emperor who stands in the capital and seeks to establish his rule over the world!

At this moment, the murderous intent manifested!
Hu Yang Chanyu's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and his dragon and tiger aura suddenly boiled, actually condensing into a three-headed blue wolf phantom behind him!
The wolf howled to the sky, the sound waves causing blood to flow from the ears and noses of soldiers within a hundred feet, and even causing the Han army's iron cavalry to stagger.

"Zheng Jun, today I will show you what a true ruler of the grasslands is!"

Hu Yang Chanyu roared, seemingly to bolster his own morale. The nine scattered wolf-headed golden rings suddenly merged again, transforming into a giant curved blade wreathed in blood flames. Wherever the blade passed, even space itself seemed to twist slightly, clearly indicating that some kind of secret technique had been activated.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Jun remained extremely calm. He held the Dragon Abyss Blade horizontally in front of his chest, and his azure-gold true essence surged like a waterfall. He did not reply, but instead slashed towards Hu Yang Chanyu as well.

Whether he is the emperor of the Central Plains or a contender for the title of "Lord of the World," Zheng Jun will not back down in any way.

At this moment, both Zheng Jun and Hu Yang Shanyu had the intention to kill each other.

The struggle over the fundamental principles has always been like this!
"boom--!"

The moment the scimitar collided with Longyuan, a ring of air exploded outwards.

The nearest dozens of cavalrymen were blown away and exploded into a bloody mist in mid-air!
The ground collapsed, creating a giant crater thirty feet in diameter. Cracks, like those from an earthquake, instantly spread to the edge of the battlefield, where a fierce battle was taking place.

On the other side of the battlefield, Wei Quan had already led the Cangdao Army to clash with the royal court's heavy cavalry.

"withstand!"

The shield wall made of black iron shields was dented by the impact, but suddenly hundreds of horse-slaying spears, each over ten feet long, pierced out from the gaps in the shields.

The Di cavalry at the forefront was pierced through along with his horse, his body hanging on the spear shaft as he continued to charge forward, tripping up his comrades in the rear!
"Change!"

Dugu Yuan's roar pierced through the smoke and dust.

The Longwu Guard light cavalry suddenly charged out from the hills on the flank, firing their powerful crossbows in unison, targeting the gaps in the Di cavalry's faceplates.

After the rain of arrows, the Huyan clan's archer cavalry formation was thrown into chaos, and they were cut in half by the Xiaoguo army's Mo Dao (a type of long-handled swordsman) who rushed in afterward.

Even so, the situation on the battlefield was extremely tense.

The royal cavalry would not be thrown into disarray by a brief setback. After all, those who charged in the first rank were likely to die, which would not shake the morale of the rest of the army.

The remaining cavalrymen fought desperately to break through the enemy lines and carve a bloody path for their soldiers.

Above the sky, the Han emperor of the Central Plains was already engaged in a fierce battle with the Hu Yang Chanyu of the Western Di.

With the Yuan Dan Martial Saint locked in a stalemate, the battle between the armies became especially crucial.

Once the enemy is defeated, Yuan Dan Martial Saint will lose a key asset, making victory even more difficult.

This is why they fought so hard down there.

If their fighting is meaningless, then why bother fighting here?
Otherwise, why not just have the two most skilled warriors duel each time there's a battle, with the winner taking all the spoils? Why bother mobilizing hundreds of thousands of people to fight a stalemate here?

"Boom!"

Amidst the fierce fighting on the battlefield, a bolt of purple lightning suddenly exploded in the sky, and dark clouds surged and gathered like ink, eventually condensing into a huge vortex above the battlefield.

A fierce wind whipped up sand and stones, uprooting vegetation within a ten-mile radius, plunging the world into darkness.

Zheng Jun and Hu Yang Chanyu's figures intersected among the clouds, each collision triggering a thunderous explosion, making it impossible for those fighting below to see clearly.

The clash of hundreds of thousands of troops could certainly influence the conflict between Yuan Dan Martial Saints; similarly, once a winner was determined among the Yuan Dan Martial Saints, only death awaited them.

Not long ago, after the death of the Western Di high priest, the 90,000 Western Di cavalry collapsed at the first encounter, completely powerless to fight back, only because Zheng Jun was in charge.

Above the nine heavens, on the east side, clouds billowed and steamed, with a golden crow faintly flapping its wings, as if the dazzling sunlight was causing the great sun to fall. On the west side, blood mist surged and condensed into a phantom of a blue wolf howling towards the sky.

The two forces of energy clashed and intertwined like living creatures, each collision shaking the military formation below and causing considerable unease among the martial artists on both sides who had reached the Qi Refining stage.

After all, for them, this was a battle where they risked their lives and fortunes.

Unlike fighting among their own people, Zhou Tong, Liang Rui, and others could choose to surrender, since their own clan's forces still had value in uniting them.

This battle, however, is a clash between different races.

There is no way to surrender.

After all, once they surrender, not to mention the uncertainty of their fate, even the accumulation of hundreds of years of family wealth might be destroyed.

Therefore, both Zhou Tong and Liang Rui, these old surrender faction members of the Han army, gave their all in this battle. Zhou Tong even killed a Western Di warrior who had just entered the Tongqiao realm.

Liang Rui, Zhou Tong, and the others were terrified, as were the martial artists from the Western Di.

The fates of King Xiutu and King Xubu have served as a warning to the Western Di warriors who have mastered the Dao. Naturally, they too must strive to fight and help the Great Chanyu conquer the Central Plains!

Once we conquer the Central Plains, we'll be showered with wealth and glory!

Amidst the churning clouds, wisps of golden dragon energy were gathering, and Zheng Jun seemed to be condensing a large one.

Many people have noticed this unusual phenomenon.

Hu Yang, the Chanyu, also sensed something amiss. Suddenly, the crimson flames of his scimitar surged, and countless ancient runes appeared on the blade. He roared, "Zheng Jun! Today, fate is clear: only one of us can leave alive!"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Jun's third eye, a golden mark between his eyebrows, suddenly shone brightly, and he didn't bother to waste words with Hu Yang Chanyu.

What are you babbling about?

A dog that bites doesn't bark!

Wait, no, that's not right. "Boom!"

The gilded dragon halberd slashed down fiercely from the clouds, and the azure-gold true essence wrapped around the halberd blade transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon. The dragon roared and crashed down on Hu Yang Chanyu with a world-destroying power!
Wherever the golden dragon passed, the void trembled and the sea of ​​clouds surged. Its momentum was like a thunderbolt, and its sharp edge actually cleaved the blood flames that were surging around Hu Yang Chanyu!

The golden dragon's eyes widened in fury, its mouth gaped open, and it bit down on Hu Yang Chanyu's left shoulder, instantly splattering blood into the sky!
The moment the dragon tooth pierced the flesh, the shattered jade true essence condensed from the Taixu Ningyu Chapter had already burrowed into Hu Yang Chanyu's meridians like a venomous snake.

"Hi~!"

Hu Yang Chanyu let out a neigh, and his entire left arm suddenly glowed with a jade-like luster, and began to petrify in full view of everyone!
"How did Zheng Jun cultivate such true essence? Where did that magnificent imperial aura come from?"

A slight doubt flashed through his mind, but it was gone in an instant. Hu Yang Chanyu made a decisive move, sweeping his right-hand scimitar horizontally and severing his left arm at the root.

As black blood splattered, the petrified arm fell towards the army formation, smashing several Di cavalrymen into a bloody pulp!
This situation is truly terrifying.

"The Chanyu has been defeated?!"

The royal cavalry were thrown into disarray.

After all, the Chanyu's arm was severed, but the other side did not react at all. How is this any different from defeat?
The royal cavalry were thrown into chaos.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

Thick, black blood suddenly gushed from Hu Yang Shanyu's severed arm. This blood seemed to have a life of its own, intertwining in the air and instantly reshaping a ghostly hand covered in scales!

The ghost's fingernails were long and narrow like knives, and a mouth full of fangs grew from its palm!
"Zheng Jun!"

Hu Yang Chanyu's face was contorted, and his voice was no longer human: "Do you think that's all the strength I've accumulated after three hundred years of dormancy?!"

He really didn't expect that Zheng Jun would suddenly come and cut off one of his arms!
This situation infuriated Hu Yang Shanyu.

"This is absurd. What does your background have to do with me?"

Seeing this, Zheng Jun merely flicked the Dragon Abyss Blade, while the gilded Dragon Coiling Halberd and the gilded Roaring Dragon Sword roamed around him. Zheng Jun couldn't help but sigh inwardly: 'Such powerful magical treasures, how come they're divided into so many parts? If I could collect them all, I could truly become a top expert among Yuan Dan cultivators.'

Zheng Jun could sense that the magical treasures he had seized from the King of Qin and the King of Zhao were indeed extraordinary. If he were to collect them all, he would definitely become a top-tier expert among those at the Yuan Dan level.

This set of top-tier magical treasures was distributed among Emperor Shenwu's sons, making him a master of impartiality.

This magical artifact contains the imperial aura of the Divine Martial Emperor, making it very suitable for Zheng Jun to learn.

Unfortunately, once separated, the power of this magical artifact was greatly reduced.

I can only collect them slowly; I don't even know how many I have in total.

Seeing that Zheng Jun seemed to disregard him, Hu Yang Chanyu was furious. He immediately stretched out his severed left arm, a hideous and terrifying hand with thick black blood seeping from between the scales. The fangs in his palm opened and closed with a shrill cry like that of an infant!
The moment the sound entered his eardrums, Zheng Jun suddenly saw a vision of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"interesting."

Zheng Jun's golden lines between his eyebrows and in his third eye shone brightly, radiating light like the rising sun, instantly dissolving the illusion.

The Dragon Abyss Blade slashed out horizontally. Before the blade even arrived, the azure-gold true essence had already transformed into a hundred-foot-long bolt of lightning, splitting the poisonous mist spewed by the ghost hand in two!
"Crack!"

The ghostly hand, with its five hook-like fingers, gripped the Dragon Abyss Blade tightly.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of fangs gnawing at the blade, Hu Yang Chanyu's single eye was bloodshot, and his heart was filled with extreme anxiety. He could only shriek sharply, "Explode!"

"boom--!"

In an instant, the black and red intertwined blood flames exploded like a volcanic eruption, and the violent energy transformed into a monstrous wave that tore the clouds within a hundred feet in radius to shreds.

In the instant the explosion occurred, Zheng Jun's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the gilded dragon halberd suddenly pierced out from the clouds behind Hu Yang Chanyu, the illusory image of the blue dragon wrapped around the halberd blade piercing through his chest!
"Pfft!"

Hu Yang Chanyu coughed up a mouthful of black blood, but used the force of the impact to retreat a hundred feet.

As Hu Yang Chanyu retreated, the nine wolf-headed golden rings reappeared, forming a blood-red teleportation portal in front of him!

"Want to escape?"

Zheng Jun sneered, and the three hundred sword lights that split from the gilded dragon sword poured down like a torrential rain, instantly sealing off all of Hu Yang Chanyu's escape routes.

At the same time, his left hand made a grasping motion, and the dark jade seal instantly transformed into a descending force, crushing the teleportation gate to pieces from a distance of a hundred feet!

Fleeting shadows and fleeting life!

Hu Yang Chanyu's expression changed drastically.

He originally planned to feign defeat and lure Zheng Jun to the foot of Yinshan Mountain, where he would activate the ambush formation he had set up. However, he did not expect Zheng Jun to be so terrifying that he saw through his plan!
This……

Hu Yang Shanyu was at a loss for what to do.

The grand formation beneath Yinshan Mountain can be considered a last resort.

Now that the Nine Rings have been broken and the spatial fluctuations have stopped, does this mean I have to run all the way back and let Zheng Jun chase after me?
What about the cavalry under his command?
I have brought out 130,000 cavalry from my headquarters this time!
Previously, that old good-for-nothing Juqu clan had wiped out 90,000 cavalry in one fell swoop. Although it seems that many escaped, it would still take some effort to reorganize them.

If his 130,000 cavalrymen were to perish, then half of the able-bodied men in the entire Western Di would be wiped out!

For a moment, Hu Yang Shanyu hesitated and wavered.

But his hesitation and indecisiveness gave Zheng Jun an opportunity.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zheng Jun unleashed a flurry of magical weapons, pressing down on Hu Yang Chanyu!

Hu Yang Chanyu's ghost hand condensed again amidst the surging black blood, forcefully withstanding the penetrating wound from the gilded dragon halberd.

However, he had already made up his mind at this moment, and immediately shouted sternly: "Zheng Jun! Today's grudge will be avenged in the future! If you get bogged down in other battlefronts, my Western Di will surely march south!"

After saying that, all nine golden rings of the Azure Wolf Chain exploded!

The violent energy generated by the self-destruction of the magic weapon tore a gap in the Azure Gold True Essence, and Hu Yang Chanyu took the opportunity to transform into a blood rainbow and shoot towards Yinshan!

His harsh words were intended to make Zheng Jun believe that he had truly lost and was powerless, thus inducing Zheng Jun to pursue him all the way to Yinshan!

Only in this way can he achieve his goal.

After all, his words served as a reminder.

If we let them go today, the Western Di will surely follow us like a shadow should the Han army want to conquer all directions in the future!

Gazing at the blood-red shadow that swept ten miles in an instant, Zheng Jun sneered, "Even a stray dog ​​dares to bark at the sun?"

After speaking, the gilded dragon sword immediately transformed into a dragon and pursued him, while he himself rose into the air, the imperial aura condensing into a golden cloud bridge beneath his feet, each step shrinking the distance to an inch.

For Zheng Jun, there is nothing to fear.

He dared to face a Yuan Dan Martial Saint when he reached the Opening Qi stage, so why would he be afraid of him today?!
As the two Yuan Dan Martial Saints chased and fled, the battlefield suddenly fell into a strange stillness.

"The Great Khan has been defeated!"

It is unclear who uttered this phrase first, but the tens of thousands of troops instantly fell silent as if boiling water had been poured over snow.

The Huyan clan general had just beheaded a deserter when he was swept away by the fleeing army and forced to retreat. The Baiyang clan's mixed cavalry even threw down their wolf banners and whipped their horses, sparks flying everywhere.

"The Chanyu has fled?"

As the Great Chanyu fled into the distance, the Lan clan chief, who was resisting, suddenly froze.

He gazed at the receding blood-red light in the northern sky, his weapon clattering to the ground. This veteran general, who had fought for the Western Barbarians for sixty years, tore off his armor, kowtowed three times in the direction of the royal court, and then committed suicide by cutting his own throat!

How could Wei Quan let such a battle opportunity slip by?

The Cangdao Army's heavy infantry suddenly changed formation, and three thousand armored cavalrymen charged out from behind the shield wall, their horse-slaying spears specifically targeting the Di cavalry's legs.

Without the support of their battle formation, the Western Di cavalry fell like waves of wheat, and were subsequently mowed down by the arriving Xiaoguo Army's Mo Dao (a type of long-handled swordsman).

With Hu Yang Chanyu's defeat and flight, and the Lan clan chief's suicide, the royal cavalry, who had put up a last-ditch resistance, finally collapsed.

Countless people knelt down to surrender, only to be trampled into mincemeat by the bloodthirsty Han cavalry.

After all, His Majesty the Emperor had already given an imperial edict that no prisoners should be taken in this battle!
On the blood-stained grassland, tens of thousands of Western Di troops collapsed like an avalanche.

The Western Di army, having lost its fighting spirit and will to fight, has now scattered like birds, showing no intention of counterattacking.

Under the blood-red glow of the setting sun, amidst the mountains of wolf-head helmets and broken spears, Zhou Tong couldn't help but sigh deeply: "His Majesty's divine might has swept through the Western Di cavalry like an avalanche. After this battle, the Western Di will probably not dare to look south for a hundred years."

Just then, Dugu Yuan suddenly said, "Your Majesty is pursuing the Great Chanyu of the Western Di. If you kill the Great Chanyu of the Western Di and destroy the royal court, then the Western Di will cease to exist completely!"

Having said that, Dugu Yuan took a deep breath and immediately said, "Generals, I believe this is a golden opportunity. We should immediately lead our troops north to attack the royal court and completely annihilate the Western Barbarians to eliminate this age-old problem!"

(End of this chapter)