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The Kheshig soldiers were terrified upon seeing this.
With the distance close, the arrow rain was no longer effective, so they had no choice but to draw their swords and spears, form ranks, and meet the attack head-on.
Qiao Feng had a sudden inspiration and swung Yelü Chucai up as if wielding a weapon.
"Stop! That's the Prime Minister! You mustn't harm him!"
The Kheshig general hurriedly shouted to stop them.
This hesitation caused the army to slow down slightly.
Qiao Feng seized an opening and broke through the encirclement in an instant.
As soon as they got away, they saw Tolui not far away.
"Fourth Prince, why don't you have a chat with Prime Minister Yelü!"
Qiao Feng laughed loudly, then suddenly exerted force with his feet and headed straight for Tuolei.
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"Trash! A bunch of trash!"
Tolui's face was as cold as iron. If he were to be captured by Qiao Feng amidst the army today, the Yuan Dynasty would lose all face.
Seeing Qiao Feng closing in, with nowhere left to retreat, Tuolei roared angrily:
"Commanders of all the guards, lend me the strength of your entire army!"
Having said that, he struck out with a powerful palm.
Military formations not only enhance the strength of soldiers but also improve overall defense. Most importantly, they can concentrate the power of millions of people into one person, unleashing a powerful attack.
But those who bear this force often pay a heavy price.
At this moment, Tolui had nowhere to retreat.
As the son of Temujin, he had an indomitable spirit flowing in his veins.
One hundred thousand Kheshig soldiers shouted in unison, and their battle formation activated. A tremendous force instantly flowed into Tolui's body.
"Qiao Feng! I'll make you pay for this in blood!"
Knowing the battle was doomed, Tolui still fought to the death. His seemingly ordinary palm strike, amplified by the strength of 100,000 troops, caused the surrounding space to distort and tremble!
"What terrifying palm force!"
Alarm bells rang in Qiao Feng's mind. The power of this palm strike was comparable to the full-force attack of a late-stage Supreme Mythical Realm expert. Even with the Breaking Yuan Pill, how could he, at only the early-stage Celestial Realm, possibly withstand it?
Qiao Feng showed no fear and pushed Yelü Chucai away again. He channeled all his inner energy and unleashed his life's most powerful skills.
The strongest move in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is not "Regretful Dragon Soaring High" or "Riding the Six Dragons." Rather, it is a peerless palm technique created by integrating the eighteen palms under the guidance of Ximen Yu during the Azure Dragon Society.
At this moment, Qiao Feng used this move for the first time. He quickly unleashed eighteen palm strikes, combining the power of the eighteen palms into one according to the mental technique taught by Ximen Yu.
Two earth-shattering palm strikes collided in mid-air.
The heavens and earth trembled, and thunderous explosions resounded endlessly.
Ultimately, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. Even after absorbing the essence of the Eighteen Palms, Qiao Feng was still shaken so badly that he coughed up blood and turned deathly pale.
Subsequently, the power of Qiao Feng's ultimate strike, which incorporated the essence of the Eighteen Palms, began to dissipate.
"Haha! Qiao Feng, prepare to die!"
Torrei was in excruciating pain all over his body, feeling that his meridians were about to give way and that he was about to become a cripple.
But as long as he has a breath left, Da Yuan has a way to save him; at worst, he can start cultivating from scratch.
But today, Qiao Feng must die!
"It's a pity... that the Great Dragon Head didn't get to see this palm strike in person and ask him for guidance."
As Qiao Feng watched the dissipating palm force, this thought suddenly flashed through his mind on his deathbed.
A loud bang suddenly came from the sky.
"Look! The sky has split open!"
A member of the Kheshig army looked up at the sky and discovered that a crack had appeared in the void.
At first, the gap was no bigger than a grain of rice, but in the blink of an eye it became as wide as a long sword.
Countless sword energies and sword intents surged forth from it.
"what is that?"
All the Kheshig soldiers, and even people from all over Kyushu, couldn't help but look up and stare.
"It's the Sword Realm..."
Experts from all sides immediately recognized that this was the mysterious Sword Realm that had opened and then quickly closed above the Daming Palace.
Why has the Sword Realm reappeared in the world?
The same question arose in everyone's mind.
However, the next moment, they no longer needed to wonder.
At the entrance to the Sword Realm, a long sword suddenly flew out.
The long sword moved against the wind, absorbing boundless sword intent, transforming into a colossal sword that slashed straight towards the north of the Western Xia border.
"Dare to touch anyone from my Azure Dragon Society? Are you courting death?"
A cold and arrogant voice resounded throughout the heavens and the earth from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a great tremor occurred, the sky collapsed and the earth split open, and the 100,000 Kheshig soldiers suffered heavy casualties under this sword!
The Kheshig troops surrounding Qiao Feng, including Tuolei, were instantly annihilated.
"This...is the Great Dragon Head?"
Qiao Feng had resigned himself to death, but unexpectedly, a sword descended from the sky and averted his predicament.
He was extremely excited, looking up at the entrance to the Sword Realm in the sky, and shouted:
"Great Dragon Head, is that you?"
"Haha! Qiao Feng, you have indeed not disappointed me. You have managed to combine the eighteen palms into one. Not bad!"
Ximen Yu's voice came from the heavens above, resounding throughout every corner of the land.
"I will explain in detail when I return."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entrance to the Sword Realm slowly closed.
Unbeknownst to anyone, the moment the Sword Realm opened, an extremely subtle sword intent quietly slipped out.
"What just happened? Did Ximen Yu really show up? And who is Qiao Feng? Where exactly was that sword strike aimed?"
Temujin was shocked and asked a series of questions.
A sword flew in from the sky, causing the heavens to tremble.
Is this really a sword move that a mere mortal could wield?
If this person is indeed Ximen Yu, is there still a chance of winning this battle?
"Your Majesty, I have already made urgent calculations."
"Based on the trajectory and direction of this sword strike, it should be heading straight for the area north of the Western Xia border."
At this moment, most of the Yuan Dynasty's experts were out, and only Meng Chixing was guarding Temujin.
"Oh? The area north of the Western Xia border is none of our business..."
"Wait, where did you say it is?"
Temujin suddenly awoke with a start, his expression changing drastically.
"North of the Western Xia border, according to the estimated journey, the 100,000 elite Kheshig troops and Prince Tolui should be there at this moment."
Despite the heavy news, Meng Chixing gritted his teeth and reported it.
"What? Tolui! I've ruined you!"
When his suspicions were confirmed, Temujin burst into tears and wept bitterly, burying his face in his hands.
One hundred thousand Kheshig troops, his beloved son Tolui...
How many people could survive this sword strike?
Chapter 162 Old Enemy
306, you big dragon head, are you even human?
Da Qin, Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng stared at the earth-shattering sword strike, remaining silent for a long time.
The assembled officials were also dumbfounded and speechless.
Only when the Sword Realm closed and the world returned to peace did Ying Zheng come to his senses.
"It is a great misfortune for the nation that Qin's archenemy possesses such strength..."
"His Majesty……"
The ministers hesitated, unable to speak, and none dared to respond.
This sword strike is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Throughout the entire Qin Dynasty, no one could unleash such a sword strike.
Even if Prince Zichu of Zhuangxiang borrowed the power of the He Shi Bi jade and gathered dragon energy as his foundation, he would still find it difficult to contend with it.
"His Majesty……"
Zichu slowly appeared from the shadows of the main hall.
"Your Majesty need not worry."
"Although this sword is powerful, our Great Qin is not necessarily without a chance of victory."
"Father! Why have you come out of the pass?"
Upon seeing Zichu appear, Ying Zheng's tone changed drastically, filled with concern.
"It's alright, the Lishan plan has already achieved some success."
"This sword is astonishing; we are all alarmed."
"If I don't come to comfort you, I'm afraid you'll be restless."
Seeing his beloved son worried about him, Zichu looked relieved.
“Father, you are overthinking things. I have nothing to fear.”
Ying Zheng's eyes gradually turned cold, and he once again displayed his imperial majesty.
"The most troublesome opponents are often the most foolish."
"Ximen Yu was mentioned only briefly on the Heavenly Ranking."
Even Wang Xu, the "Master Guigu," couldn't truly fathom the depths of Ximen Yu's abilities.
"With this sword drawn, its true power will finally be revealed."
"Now that we know their true nature, we can devise a countermeasure."
"In such a vast world, is there anyone who cannot be controlled?"
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win a decisive victory."
His voice rose, his eyes sharpening like swords.
Encouraged by his words, the entire court of civil and military officials swept away the decline.
Zichu smiled and clapped his hands.
"Since Your Majesty has this intention, I will return to Mount Li to continue serving you."
After speaking, his figure vanished like smoke.
The Lishan Plan stands alongside the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon.