Chapter 671 The End!

As the war continued.

On the Northern Barbarian side, several martial saints died one after another. In the camp, only Marshal Gu Ming was left, but at this moment, he was also at the end of his life.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Under the control of the Northern Land King Feng Yujiang, the Supreme Elder Feng Wuji of Xuantian Wuji Palace launched the last attack, directly annihilating the Yang God of Gu Ming Renxian, causing him to fall completely.

However, at this moment, they did not completely relax, but turned their eyes to the confrontation in the distance, with a trace of solemnity in their eyes. They all knew that the Northern Barbarian Khan Hu Yuanlie was there.

As long as Jiang Che could kill him, this battle could be considered completely successful.

"Boom!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that resounded through the world, Hu Yuanlie's ten thousand feet Dharma image was completely shattered by Jiang Che and the old ancestor Ku Rong, and he also suffered a great backlash.

The aura on his body was also rapidly decreasing.

It must be said that the fighting power displayed by Hu Yuanlie was very terrifying, especially after burning his physical blood, Yang Shen, and the blessing of the national destiny of the Northern Barbarian King's Court, his fighting power even reached the level of the Witch God Temple Master Ye Jingji.

Jiang Che and Old Ancestor Ku Rong both felt a sense of pressure.

The battlefield of the three people kept moving, from the void to the ground, from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the void turbulence, in just half an hour of confrontation.

The three people broke the void within a radius of dozens of miles, and the movement was terrifying.

The surrounding land sank, the mountains collapsed, and it was a mess. Under their aftermath, it was unknown how many Northern Barbarian soldiers were buried. They were like ants.

They couldn't even make a sound, and they fell in the aftermath of the confrontation again and again.

Although Hu Yuanlie showed extremely strong power, he was not enough to suppress Jiang Che and the others. After all, when they joined forces, their terrifying fighting power was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even the Lord of the Witch God Palace couldn't stop it and eventually fell.

Hu Yuanlie couldn't stop it even more.

Although the Lord of the Witch God Palace was defeated so quickly, it was inseparable from the sneak attack of the old ancestor Ku Rong at that time, but even if the old ancestor Ku Rong had not ambushed, the Lord of the Witch God Palace at that time would have been defeated without a doubt.

As for Hu Yuanlie, the reason why his fighting power soared was inseparable from the blessing of the national destiny and his own sacrifice, but these were ultimately limited. When his physical body and Yang Shen were close to the limit.

Not only would his fighting power plummet rapidly, but he would also suffer a huge backlash.

Just like now.

The national destiny of the Northern Barbarian King Court mobilized by Hu Yuanlie has been completely exhausted, and he himself can no longer resist the joint efforts of Jiang Che and the old ancestor Ku Rong, and fell into an absolute disadvantage.

However, at this moment, Hu Yuanlie had no sense of defeat at all, but instead burned with more fighting spirit, staring at the two figures in front of him with burning eyes.

"The reason why I was defeated here today is not because of my lack of strength, but because of God's will."

If it weren't for Duan Yuntian's betrayal, he would never have ended up like this today. Even if Duan Yuntian didn't take action, he could barely stop Jiang Che's attack with the formation.

However, Duan Yuntian not only betrayed him, but also directly told Jiang Che the location of the formation's core, which caught him off guard and made him extremely regretful.

However, even if he regretted it, it was useless.

Because the location of the formation's core is a secret in itself, no one except him and Gu Ming knew that Duan Yuntian could spy on the formation quietly.

All he could say was that the other party was insidious.

"Bullshit, you just don't have enough strength, stop talking nonsense here." The old ancestor Ku Rong didn't give Hu Yuanlie any respect at all, snorted coldly, and sneered.

In the previous battle, the other party caused him a lot of losses. Although he didn't have any injuries, he destroyed the fake body he had worked so hard to refine.

He didn't want to give him any respect at all.

Jiang Che's eyes were still calm:

"You are a rare hero in the world. Today, you have fought hard here and are exhausted. If you commit suicide, I will give you a decent one."

"Commit suicide? Hahaha."

Hu Yuanlie seemed to have heard a joke. He took a deep breath and tightly grasped the bloody golden holy knife in his hand:

"I am the Khan of the Royal Court and the Lord of the Grassland. I, a hero of the grassland, can die, but I will never surrender. Even if I die, I will die on the way to charge.

I will never commit suicide."

"Then do it. Send you on your way."

Jiang Che stood with the sword in his hand. The sharpness of the sword began to rise.

"Kill!!!"

Hu Yuanlie let out a final roar, and then rushed to Jiang Che's position without hesitation, gathering most of his strength into one blow and slashing at Jiang Che.

But now, Hu Yuanlie, who is already exhausted, can still not release as much power as before even if he does everything. Facing such a situation, Jiang Che just had a thought.

Clang!

Accompanied by the sound of a sword.

In an instant, endless golden light enveloped the world.

"Answer"

"Answer"

"Answer"

Above the void, at this moment, it has fallen into a dead silence. Jiang Che, wearing a golden royal robe, stood solemnly, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand was dripping with golden blood.

That was the divine blood of Hu Yuanlie, the Khan of the Northern Barbarians. If it was ordinary blood, it would not be able to stain the Emperor's Sword at all, but the opponent's divine blood contained divine power.

It can indeed be done.

Hu Yuanlie was indeed dead, dead as hell. In the opponent's last charge, Jiang Che did not hold back and directly smashed the opponent's holy sword.

He even nailed him to death in the void with the Emperor's Sword, crushed all his blood and essence, and enveloped his Yang Shen. However, just when Jiang Che was about to annihilate his Yang Shen.

Ancestor Ku Rong asked Jiang Che to show mercy, and left Hu Yuanlie's Yang Shen to him to make a puppet body, just like the previous Wu Shen Temple Master Ye Jingji.

The fake body made by the opponent's Yang Shen died in this battle, so it was necessary to make up for it.

Jiang Che had no objection to this.

In addition, there was another reason, that was that Ancestor Ku Rong seemed to be able to see some of the opponent's memories, and the previous Wu Shen Temple Master Ye Jingji was like this, which made them know the location of the treasure of rule transformation.

As the master of the Wang Ting, the other party definitely had some secrets. In addition, he also had his eyes on the Wang Ting's sacred object, the Bu Tian Shen Lian. If he could get his memory, he could also take precautions in advance.

Regardless of whether Hu Yuanlie's Yang Shen was annihilated or not, he had indeed fallen at this moment, and with his death, this war was completely over.

Below, everything was silent.

All the northern barbarian soldiers who did not escape the camp were almost dead in the aftermath of this round after round. There was almost no breath below, only the raging fire was burning.

It seemed to show the demise of the royal court.

Far away.

With the end of the war, Feng Wuji, Feng Yujiang and others were finally able to get closer. Looking at the divine blood flowing from Jiang Che's sword, Feng Yujiang breathed a sigh of relief, and many scenes flashed before his eyes.

There is no doubt that Hu Yuanlie, the Khan of the royal court, brought him great pressure. Since the other party appeared, the troops he led were almost defeated.

He thought he would die at the hands of the other party, but the facts were reversed. The other party died in front of him and was completely buried in the land of Youzhou.

At the same time, he was also very clear that the death of Hu Yuanlie and the great results of this battle almost completely exhausted the accumulation of the Northern Barbarian King's Court in the past few hundred years.

Next, there will be almost no waves in recovering the lost territory.

He can even march north to the grassland and wash away the shame of hundreds of years.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Led by Feng Yujiang, everyone bowed to Jiang Che at this moment.

His face was even more shining with joy.

Victory.

And it was an unprecedented victory.

Changed the previous decline and completely defeated the Northern Barbarian army.

Regardless of the future, even if only the current results are considered, this battle is enough to be recorded in history.

Counting the previous ones, almost 90% of the Northern Barbarian army has fallen, and only a small part of them took advantage of the previous chaos to escape from the Northern Barbarian camp, and with the subsequent recovery of lost territory.

It can be predicted that another part of the Northern Barbarian soldiers will be harvested.

As for the results of the Martial Saint, they are even greater.

Counting the past and now, the number of fallen Northern Barbarian Martial Saints has exceeded ten, and this does not even include Northern Barbarian Khan Hu Yuanlie and Northern Barbarian Army Marshal Gu Ming.

If they are included, the results of this battle will be even more terrifying.

You know, Martial Saints have always been the top powerhouses in the Spirit Realm. It was almost unimaginable before that more than ten of them fell at one time. It was only because of the chaos in the world in the past two years that Martial Saints seemed to be worthless.

But you have to know that it took hundreds of years of accumulation to give birth to these Martial Saints. If you look at them separately, there may not be many Martial Saints in a hundred years.

And more than ten Martial Saints are not only a huge result of the battle, but also almost exhausted the Northern Barbarian King's court. Since then, at least for a hundred years, the Northern Barbarian King's court has no ability to start a war.

They are the witnesses of this battle.

Naturally, they are extremely respectful to Jiang Che.

Everyone knows that if there was no Jiang Che, let alone this battle, it would be a blessing not to be knocked open by the Northern Barbarians in Youzhou City. Now, they not only saved Youzhou City, but also saved the northern part of the Central Plains.

The passion in his heart was so strong that it was difficult to describe it in words.

"Please don't be polite, everyone."

Jiang Che put away the Emperor's Sword and put on a smile on his face.

He made great efforts in this battle, but so did these martial saints. If it weren't for them, Jiang Che might be able to kill Hu Yuanlie in one battle, but he would never be able to kill so many Northern Barbarian Martial Saints.

"My king, this is the storage spirit ring of Gu Ming, the Grand Marshal of the Northern Barbarians."

Feng Yujiang took out the spoils of war at the first time.

But Jiang Che waved his hand:

"The spoils of this battle are all freely distributed by you, just hand over 30%."

Jiang Che did not have the idea of ​​taking all the spoils for himself. After all, he was not the only one who made efforts, and the storage spirit treasure of Hu Yuanlie, the Khan of the Northern Barbarians, had also been obtained by him.

This is the real big head.

Let them distribute the rest by themselves.

He eats meat, and he can't let these people drink soup, otherwise who will follow him if it gets out?

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Several martial saints were immediately delighted.

Almost all of them had the blood of the Northern Barbarian Martial Saints on their hands. If they could obtain the other party's accumulation, it would be a big profit. After all, most of these Northern Barbarian Martial Saints were the kings of their respective tribes.

The resources themselves are very rich, and the Northern Barbarian army has looted along the way, almost plundering most of the precious resources of the two states of Youliang. They can share a part of the profits, not only will they not lose, but they will make a lot of money.

Of course, this method can indeed make a lot of money, but it also depends on your ability to survive. Since the beginning of the war, more than one Northern Barbarian Martial Saint has fallen.

More than one Martial Saint has fallen on their side.

All of them were buried in this melee.

"Now there are still some Northern Barbarian Martial Saints fleeing, these people are handed over to you, kill them if you can, if you really can't kill them, it doesn't matter, just let them live.

Anyway, it's only temporary. As for those Northern Barbarian soldiers, if you can't kill them, don't kill them, stay as slaves and rebuild the two states of Youliang."

Jiang Che looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.

Sooner or later, they will have to march north, even if some people are left alive. After this battle, the situation has reversed. Now the general trend is not on the grassland, but in the Central Plains.

The gap in strength between the two sides cannot be made up by one or two Martial Saints.

As for those northern barbarian soldiers, killing them would be a bargain for them. Keeping them as slaves and enslaving them for life would be the best punishment.

"Yes, I will obey the king's order."

Feng Yujiang immediately bowed.

The other martial saints followed.

Soon.

Under the leadership of Feng Yujiang, several martial saints divided their areas and began to pursue. The northern barbarian martial saints who had fled before did not flee to the north all at once, but from all directions.

If they were to chase, it would be the same.

As for Jiang Che and Old Ancestor Ku Rong, they did not continue to pursue. These ordinary martial saints were no longer worth their special pursuit. After a fight, they were also very tired.

In addition, Feng Wuji did not join the pursuit team. As the supreme elder of Wuji Palace, he looked down on those ordinary resources and returned with Jiang Che and Old Ancestor Ku Rong.

What amused them was that on the way back, they unexpectedly discovered a Northern Barbarian Martial Saint hiding outside Youzhou City, who seemed to be trying to hide the truth.

Unfortunately, his little hiding skills might be able to deceive ordinary Martial Saints or even Human Immortals, but they could not deceive the Old Ancestor Ku Rong who controlled the rules of life.

He was also the first to discover this person's hiding.

Then.

This Northern Barbarian Martial Saint encountered the most desperate scene in his life.

He was surrounded by three Human Immortals, one of whom was the Taoist Taishang, one was the Martial King Jiang Che who was comparable to the Human Immortal of Rules, and the other was a genuine Human Immortal of Rules.

And his fate was beyond doubt.

There was no need for Old Ancestor Ku Rong and Jiang Che to take action, Feng Wuji alone could easily suppress him.

————(End of this chapter)