Chapter 140: The Three Lords in the Fourth Realm? Blast and kill!

“Report to the prince!”

“The Jurchen army is coming to join us, and they are only a few miles away from Jiulian City!”

Just at this time, a former garrison commander of Liaodong Town brought good news to Shui Rong.

“it is good!”

“I will personally go out to greet you!”

Among the forces surrounding Daqian, the Jurchens are not ranked highly in terms of strength.

The wild Jurchens are a loose group and have not yet been civilized.

The Haixi Jurchens were divided into more than a dozen tribes, among which the four Hulun tribes were the most powerful.

That is, the Huifa tribe, the Ula tribe, the Hada tribe and the Yehe tribe!
The Jianzhou Jurchens had only one tribe, namely the Huligai tribe!
The five major tribes were the targets of smuggling of salt and iron and other important items with the Beijing Palace in the past.

This time they gathered together 100,000 troops.

When asking for help from others, Shui Rong also acted courteously.

He took his trusted men out of the city to welcome him.

After temporarily settling the 100,000-strong Jurchen army outside the city.

He also led the leaders of the five major tribes into the city.

Set up a banquet.

“Come, today I am here in Jiulian City to welcome the five leaders to come to the alliance, and divide the northern land of Daqian in the future.”

“I promise that the land north of Liaoyang will all belong to the five leaders!”

“Open up trade and become friendly nations.”

Shui Rong picked up the wine glass and started to make a big promise to the five people without hesitation.

Half of the land in Liaodong Town was divided up.

“Your Majesty is too polite!”

“We have received the prince’s favor over the years and obtained a large amount of salt and iron, which is why the tribe has been able to develop so prosperously.”

“The high priest said that under the watchful eyes of the gods, our Jurchen tribe will be the prince’s best friend.”

The leader of the Ula tribe spoke generously on behalf of everyone.

“My Lord, this is not good!”

Just when the atmosphere at the table suddenly became heated.

Shui Rong’s think tank, the great scholar who had always been by his side, hurried in.

“I just received news that Jia Cong appeared in Kaiyuan City and repelled a 100,000-strong Tatar army!”

“what?”

Upon hearing this, Shui Rong suddenly put down his wine glass.

“Mr. Zhao, tell me again, what happened to the 100,000-strong Tatar army?”

“Your Majesty, it is absolutely true. The Tatar tribe has withdrawn.”

“We received too much information. I suspect that Jia Cong has already…”

As the military strategist and think tank of Prince Beijing’s Mansion, Zhao Rong has almost read through all the information about Jia Cong during this period of time.

Even Jia Cong’s character.

He is quick and decisive in killing, and never leaves it until tomorrow to take revenge.

The words just fell.

“Shui Rong, die!”

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded above Jiulian City.

A precious seal fell down like a mountain.

The terrifying power swept across all directions.

It was just as Zhao Rong had guessed.

Jia Cong’s men have arrived at Jiulian City.

“How brave!”

“I want to see what this Jia Cong kid is capable of!”

At this moment, the middle-aged gloomy man who had been sitting next to Shui Rong and had never spoken a word snorted coldly.

The vast martial arts energy rose up, passed through the roof, and rushed straight into the sky!
The third realm of martial arts practice is to condense the will of martial arts, which is the innate nature of martial arts!

After the third realm, one must transform one’s will into substance and condense the form of martial arts.

He lived for five hundred years and was called the Grandmaster of Martial Arts!

This is probably because the lifespan of warriors is far shorter than that of Xuanmen monks, so the emergence of a martial arts master is more difficult than reaching the fourth level of Xuanmen Yin Shen cultivation.

This gloomy middle-aged man, Wu Ziping, was recruited and trained by the ancestors of the Shui family.

It is also the biggest reliance of Prince Beijing’s Palace to maintain the title of king.

The gathering of Dharma images is nine feet tall!
Like a giant, it crashed directly through the roof.

Behind him was a pitch-black vortex that seemed to be able to absorb everything.

“Open it for me!”

When one reaches the level of a martial arts master, ordinary magical weapons are of little help in combat.

It all depends on the solidity of the Dharma.

Wu Ziping roared, gathered all his strength and punched out!
The Shinto seal that was as big as a small mountain falling from the sky was directly blasted back. It looked like it was shaking a mountain, majestic and invincible!
Not only that, among the Jurchen tribes outside the city.

The rolling black evil rushed straight into the sky.

Under the black clouds, an old woman was wearing the skin of a huge monster, a nine-sparrow god hat on her head, a bell skirt around her waist, and holding a small drum made of human skin.

He looked at Jia Cong with sinister eyes, as if he was looking at a prey!
As the drum beats echoed, it seemed as if thousands of ghosts were roaring in the darkness.

It was the high shaman priest of the Jurchen tribe!

His status is extraordinary, even above the leaders of all tribes!

Shamanism was originally a fusion of some of the Central Plains Taoism, martial arts, Buddhist techniques and even Confucianism.

To date, it is famous for its nightmares, curses, and poisons.

In terms of strength, he is at the bottom of the fourth realm.

But it is also half a step beyond the fourth realm!
Much more powerful than the so-called Ninja Clan in Japan.

In an instant, murderous intentions were lurking inside and outside Jiulian City.

Three beings in the fourth realm confront each other.

But just a moment later…

“Ow!”

Two more dragon roars were heard above the sky.

The blood dragon and Baochai appear!

The terrifying dragon power swept across the sky.

The Canglan Mirror evolved into layers of waves, like a magnificent river hanging in the sky.

Baochai and the blood dragon join forces.

He went straight to kill the high priest of the Jurchen tribe below.

this moment!
Both Wu Ziping, the biggest supporter of Prince Beijing’s Palace, and the high priest of the Jurchen Shamanism outside the city changed their expressions.

“Third Master, how is this possible!”

Wu Ziping couldn’t help but exclaim.

Thinking about my experience of breaking through from the third realm to the fourth realm.

Talent, resources, perseverance, resources!
None of them can be missing, and being able to make a breakthrough like this still relies heavily on a lot of luck.

But what about Xue Baochai?

The third realm at the beginning!
Then half a step to the fourth realm!
Now I have truly entered the fourth realm!

How many months has it been?
According to the information from Prince Beijing’s Palace.

There should be only two fourth-level masters and one half-step fourth-level master around Jia Cong.

To this end, Shuirong has also made sufficient preparations.

A formation was set up in Jiulian City, and more than ten third-level masters from both sides cooperated to surround and kill Xue Baochai!
But now!

Xue Baochai broke through to the fourth level in a very short time!

The previous arrangements instantly became a child’s play.

You have to know that there is a world of difference between the half-step fourth realm and the fourth realm!

“kill!”

There were shouts and cries of killing outside the city, and the sound of horse hooves!

The 800 elite cavalrymen that Jia Cong brought from Shenjing City launched a charge against the 80,000-strong Jurchen army stationed outside the city.

Under the instruction of Jia Cong, eight hundred people have now all been taught the “Bloodthirsty Decree” by Hou Jingyun!
A gap of a hundred times in numbers.

Make this charge look like child’s play.

but……

The premise is to ignore the ten leading cavalrymen.

Black and white are impermanent!

General in chains!

General Gan Liu!

Four Seasons Generals!

A sharp force composed of ten masters of the third realm.

“My lord, leave quickly!”

Wu Ziping no longer had the arrogance he had just now.

The other side has one more fourth realm being.

There are also ten other people including Black and White Impermanence!
One can tell at a glance that the strength is not comparable to that of an ordinary third realm!
How can we fight this!
Jia Cong’s sacred seal is about to fall again!
Wu Ziping didn’t care about others.

The nine-zhang-tall martial arts image reached out and picked up Shui Rong, who was still in a daze, and fled directly into the distance.

After a while!

“boom!”

The Shinto seal came crashing down.

The clique of followers that the Beijing Prince’s Palace had run in Liaodong for generations, together with the leaders of the five major Jurchen tribes.

All were killed with one strike!

(End of this chapter)