Dark clouds enveloped the entire Ming Dynasty city.
Everyone in the city was panicked.
The people complained and mourned.
"What the hell are those generals doing?"
"The entire city was surrounded by Qin's army."
"If this continues, will we die?"
"No, we have to trust the emperor."
“…”
Sounds of sorrow and comfort came one after another.
This situation continued until night.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a knock on the door outside the house, and the sweeper slowly opened his eyes and whispered: "Come in."
I saw Zhang Sanfeng stepping in.
"Sorry for disturbing you, Master."
The sweeping monk looked at the visitor and actually understood something in his heart.
"Ma'am, please sit down."
Both of them are super strong men who have lived for hundreds of years.
The sweeping monk took advantage of the gold list rewards and now has broken through to the peak level of the grand master.
"Master, Miejie's death has had a great impact on our army, so we urgently need a victory to boost morale."
"After three considerations, I still think you are more suitable for tomorrow's battlefield."
After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, the sweeping monk nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, real man. Although the old monk is useless, he is still willing to contribute his modest efforts."
Zhang Sanfeng laughed immediately.
"Hahaha……"
"Master is indeed a super strong man in Shaolin. The veteran admires this responsibility."
The sweeper smiled and waved his hand.
The two complimented each other a few times.
"By the way, have you ever thought about the origin of this Prince of Qin?"
"Not only is he very powerful, but he is also surrounded by a large group of super strong people."
"It's incredible. Even Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng probably doesn't have such appeal."
Zhang Sanfeng frowned when he heard the sweeping monk's question.
"Master really hit the mark. Today I carefully observed the Prince of Qin on the city."
"What is surprising is that this legendary prince's energy and blood are so powerful that it is staggering. According to my inference, his strength may have reached the level of a land god."
"And he is only in his early twenties."
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The sweeping monk took a deep breath.
He knows better than anyone how difficult it is to break through the land gods.
Such a baby, who is only around 20 years old, has actually reached the level of a land god.
This shocked him so much.
"What kind of monster is this? Why is he targeting Daming?"
"What a disaster."
Zhang Sanfeng's face was also very ugly.
"I'm afraid Da Qin's goal is not only the Ming Dynasty, they aim at the world."
"I'm afraid all the dynasties in the entire Nine Provinces are their targets."
As soon as these words came out, the sweeping monk sat down directly, his eyes as wide as bells.
"The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop!"
"But how could Da Qin possibly cultivate such a monstrous and talented young man?"
Zhang Sanfeng also sat on a stool nearby.
"I wonder if Master has ever had contact with those people?"
The sweeping monk seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "The real person is talking about the hidden sect?"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded.
"Other than them, I can't think of any other place that could produce such a monster boy."
Taking a deep breath to suppress the surprise in his heart, the sweeping monk helplessly shook his head.
"Master, if your guess and mine are correct, then Ming Dynasty may be in danger."
Zhang Sanfeng also had a sad face.
"Yes, I can only resist as much as I can to make Ming Dynasty more peaceful."
"Let Your Majesty not follow in Yang Guang's footsteps."
The two talked until late at night before Zhang Sanfeng left.
Time flies.
The next day soon arrived.
In the morning, the sun rises and the whole city glows with new life.
A quiet and peaceful scene.
But everything was broken by the sound of marching.
Ying Le led an army of 100,000 people and displayed it in front of the city gate.
The entire city has been surrounded by the remaining 200,000 troops.
Next second!
The city gate opened wide, and Ming soldiers poured out like a tide.
The number is actually no less than that of Great Qin.
Although the two sides have not yet fought, they can already feel the oppression between heaven and earth.
In the battlefield, a total of 200,000 soldiers were facing each other in the distance.
In front of the two armies, there were several people standing on each side.
In front of the Ming army, an old Taoist was defeated, holding a whisk in his hand and swinging it at will.
The other one is an old monk who has entered meditation.
Opposite him, Ying Le had a smile on his face, and beside him were Xu Fu who was ready to fight and the beautiful Concubine Yan who was watching the fun.
"The person opposite must be Mr. Zhang."
Hearing Ying Le speak, Zhang Sanfeng had a smile on his face.
"Yes, it's the old way. Why did the Crown Prince of Qin lead people to invade our Ming Dynasty?"
"Why don't you go back and save lives?"
Yingle shook his head.
"Please forgive me for not being able to do it. Attacking the world is a long-cherished wish of the Ying family for many years, and it will never change."
"And now is just the beginning."
The momentum of the two people was faintly competing in the air.
The atmosphere of the whole scene immediately became weird.
At this moment, Xu Fu took a step forward, and the horse under his crotch let out a long neigh.
"Sir, don't talk nonsense to that old man. Let me go over and kill today's Ming general to strengthen the army."
Ying Le looked at Xu Fu who was eager to try, and reminded: "Xu Fu, I understand that you are eager to make contributions, but you must not be careless."
"I'm afraid your opponent today is the sweeping monk."
"He is also a strong man on the list of the strongest, so be careful."
Hearing this, Xu Fu nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master."
"His ranking is behind me, so I'm not afraid of him."
Xu Fu and Sweeping Monk are both the strongest men on the gold list, and now they meet on this battlefield.
There is bound to be an earth-shattering battle.
Next second!
Soldiers on both sides began to gear up.
"Xu Fu, it's up to you."
Xu Fu came directly to the center of the battlefield.
"Hey, Xu Fu is challenging us on the opposite side. Send someone out quickly."
Looking at Xu Fu who had appeared, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the sweeping monk and said softly: "Then I'll leave it to the master."
The sweeping monk nodded slightly.
He flew up directly and landed opposite Xu Fu.
When Xu Fu saw his opponent dismounting, he also jumped off.
The two top grandmasters began to confront each other.
"Please take action."
The sweeping monk said softly.
"snort!"
"Suffer death."
Xu Fu snorted coldly, his eyes sharp.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately condensed a long ice sword in his hand and killed the sweeping monk.
The blade of the ice sword glowed with cold light and was bone-piercingly cold.
"Holy Heart Jue, Xuan Bing Jue!!!"
Xu Fu's figure kept changing at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, he was in front of the sweeping monk, swung out a sword, tore apart the space, and stabbed towards the sweeping monk.
Towards this scene.
"Oh!"
The sweeping monk smiled softly and said: "I didn't expect that the majestic Lord of Tianmen would become the subordinate of the Prince of Qin."
"How ironic."
Xu Fu was obviously surprised. He didn't expect the sweeping monk to recognize his identity with just one move of the Sacred Heart Art.
I saw the sweeping monk clasping his hands together, and a strange energy was exuding from his body!
True energy emitted like ripples, like flowing water.
He actually blocked Xu Fu's killing move.
Bang!!!
When the two collide, the true energy is immediately dispersed.
A fierce strong wind immediately spread to the surrounding area.
Xu Fu was surprised to find that his long sword was blocked by the sweeping monk's weird moves.
Broken ice kept flying around, and there were more and more of them.