Infinite: The Yue Family Army starts the game and kills Wanyan Gou

Chapter 8 The madman reappears, number one in the world
In the midst of the fighting between the rebels, a general with complete armor and a dagger on his head tightened his reins and listened to Yang Zaixing's report.

He was born with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a tall nose and a broad face. He had experienced a lot of hardships, and even his resolute face, which looked like it was made of pig iron, had some wrinkles.

"So, you didn't find Hengzhou?"

Yang Zaixing cupped his hands and said solemnly:
"Shuai Yue, the identities of those people are the 'Three Crowns Beyond the Great Wall' and the 'Golden Swallow Condor'. They are all great masters in the martial arts world. With these five enemies at the same time, no matter how high Hengzhou's martial arts are, I’m afraid…”

At this point, Yang Zaixing looked sad and refused to continue.

Yue Fei raised his head.

It was late at night and the moon was full in the sky.

The moon was bright and bright, and the moonlight was as bright as water. It accumulated on the clothes and armor of the two people, making them warm and pure. Even the strong smell of blood seemed to be lighter.

"Hengzhou is a Jianghu person. He doesn't like fame and fortune, and he doesn't like the restraint of military discipline. I think he has achieved success, but he doesn't want to be paid and has returned to the Jianghu."

After saying that, Yue Fei shook his head and his voice faded.

"Just left like that? Didn't you even say hello?"

Yang Zaixing lowered his head.

He didn't want to look at his coach's face.

Even Yang Zaixing could completely imagine what that expression looked like.

He clasped his fists for a long time before replying softly:
"Ah."

Although everyone knew the truth, no one around the soldiers spoke.

On that day, Yue Fei led his troops to raid Zhuxian Town at night, completely defeating Jin Wushu's 100,000 soldiers and horses, and the enemy could not stand them.

Ye Hengzhou, the pioneer of the Beiwei Army who killed the "Golden Swallow Condor" and the "Three Crowns Beyond the Great Wall", is also famous throughout the world of martial arts.

People in the world call it the "Blood Flag and Iron Clothes".

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The Kingdom of Jin, the Supreme Mansion.

Wanyan Jue flipped through the secret message in his hand and sighed with a smile:
"You senior officials of the Song Dynasty are greedy for life and fear of death in war, but you are very good at dealing with your own people and are full of tricks.

In my opinion, the money used to support the army every year is better given to you, hey! "

The scribe hurriedly handed over his hand, as if he couldn't hear the irony in Wanyan Jue's words, and said with an apologetic smile in a tone that was so respectful that it was almost flattering:
"The Supreme Lord nodded, and our prime minister will naturally do our best to kill a little Yue Fei, as long as it can make the Supreme Being happy.

How can we let this wanton and vulgar warrior ruin the peace between our two countries, Jin and Song? "

Wanyan Jue laughed and didn't answer.

The scribe trembled all over and hurriedly walked out.

Although his legs were shaking uncontrollably, he still didn't dare to make a bigger running posture, he only dared to step a little faster.

It wasn't until he left the Supreme Mansion that he realized that cold sweat had already covered his back, dyeing his robe into a dark stain.

As the saying goes, "Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger."

The person who said this must have never seen Wanyan Jue.

If a scribe had not seen him with his own eyes, it would be difficult to describe how deep and powerful this invisible power was.

It was like being in the middle of a turbulent ocean tide, with the air around him as heavy as pig iron.

He had a feeling that if he made even the slightest rash move, he would be overwhelmed and torn apart by the countless undercurrents surging within.

Compared with such people, tigers are really a docile animal.

The scribe was even willing to squat in a tiger's den for a year rather than stay with Wanyan Jue for another moment.

Without looking at the man again, Wanyan Jue just stared at the next secret report.

It was written with dense records. He read it slowly, carefully reading every word and sentence, as if he was trying to piece together an image of a person from the information between the lines.

A peerless strongman.

The blood flag and iron clothes leave the boat across the river.

He was much more interested in this person than Yue Fei.

No matter how powerful Yue Fei was, he was just a general. To deal with him, the Emperor of Song only needed an order.

But Wanyan Jue would have an easier time dealing with him. ——Just punch.

Therefore, no matter how corrupt the battle on the front line was and how Jin Wushu was retreating steadily, the supreme leader of the Jin Kingdom never really paid attention to it.

If Yue Fei is not strong enough, in what name can he use to unify the many forces within the country and make these old guys willingly contribute people, efforts and money?

To him, this is just a game of chess.

If you lose this round, there will be another round.

If necessary, Wanyanjue could even go into battle himself and just break the chessboard, so what's the difficulty?

However, this man was different.

Not only the "Three Crowns Beyond the Great Wall", but also the two old guys "Golden Swallow Condor" died at the hands of each other.

Wanyanjue stood up, his eyes focused.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, pondered for a long time, and said to himself:
"Although the martial arts community in the Jin Kingdom is large, it would be so lonely without the 'Golden Swallow Condor'."

Wanyan Jue pressed the table lightly, shook up the jug of wine, punched in the air, broke the jug, shattered the wine into mist, and swept it away with a flick of his sleeve.

Threads of mist, like fine autumn rain, are spreading towards the south, adding to the sadness of separation.

"This pot is for you."

Looking at the south, all the melancholy in Wan Yanjue's eyes disappeared, leaving only the pride that belonged to a generation of overlords and heroes.

Now that the Jin Kingdom’s martial arts community is invincible, can the masters from the Central Plains give me some surprises?
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Ye Hengzhou suddenly opened his eyes and was about to take action to fight for his life when he heard someone say:

"Don't get excited, the battle is over."

He saw a tall figure.

The man's back was straight, his face was solemn, his beard was swollen, his figure was extremely tall, and his aura was majestic. He looked like the Jialan protector in the temple came to the world, or the spiritual official in the Taoist temple descended to earth.

Seeing Ye Hengzhou wake up, the man raised his eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up.

"This Kung Fu is powerful enough, what's its name?"

Ye Hengzhou straightened up and found that he was lying on a wooden bed, surrounded by a lit incense burner. Green smoke was rising, and the aroma was fragrant.

He first circulated the Wedding Dress Zhenjin, feeling the familiar pain, and slowly exhaled.

Although the injury has not completely improved, as long as the Qi can circulate, it will not be a serious problem.

"The magical power of wedding clothes."

The man nodded and continued to comment:

"What a magical wedding skill. In terms of strength, your skill is not inferior to Wanyan Jue's 'Haotian Gang Qi·Shiquan Hegemon Realm'.

However, if you continue to practice like this, your strength will be easily broken, and it will probably backfire on you. "

——This man has such profound martial arts attainments!

Indeed, the original intention of the magical power of wedding clothes is that when a woman gets married, she must put away her old clothes and replace them with new ones, which is a metaphor for rebirth as a human being.

Therefore, the orthodox practice is to abolish the martial arts or pass it on to others after reaching 50% or 60%, and then continue to practice, so that you can use it freely and reach the ultimate state of perfection.

This is called "If you want to take advantage of something, you must first defeat its edge."

Therefore, the magical skill of wedding clothes is also called the martial arts Zen sect, which means that only a wise and courageous person who knows how to make choices can understand its truth.

But since Ye Hengzhou went out with the army, it can be said that he has been fighting hard against the Jin people day and night, with little rest.

In such a high-intensity battle, he had no time to waste his efforts and rebuild, so he could only endure the suffering and continue training.

But Ye Hengzhou was the only person in his life who could see the shortcomings in his physical skills upon meeting him face to face.

There is probably only one such person in the world.

The greatest stranger in the martial arts world, the greatest madman in the world, and the strongest man in the world.

——Chu Renyan madman!

(End of this chapter)