Zhao Shu looked at the army in the distance, did not nod or look back, tens of thousands of heavy armored infantry approached step by step, and tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry had been directly blocked, the heavy armored infantry of the Great Song Dynasty was the best in the world, and all that was missing was war horses.

He got the land of Yanyun by himself, hundreds of thousands of war horses under his command, and tens of thousands of cavalry around the heavy infantry were all hard-armed and strong.

At the moment when the Jurchen cavalry was weak, tens of thousands of well-equipped cavalry instantly rushed towards the Jurchen cavalry, tearing apart the elite soldiers led by Wanyan Zongwang, and the Jurchen elite cavalry that had lost its mobility ability was divided and killed by the heavy armored infantry.

The Ninth Yan Emperor looked at the army all over the sky, closed his eyes lightly, and looked at Zhao Shu: "You have won again! Sometimes I even wonder if you have obtained the technique of Heluo, so there is no last resort!"

The Ninth Yan Emperor let out a long sigh, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes, and there was even a sense of relief.

"I will abide by the agreement and leave Bianliang! Before leaving, I have one more thing to tell you, the reason why most of the masters of the Dao Sect did not concentrate all their strength here is because they are looking for the tomb of the First Emperor and the return of the Kunlun Gate!"

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the Gate of Kunlun, the Daomen, why are you looking for them?"

This is the second time Zhao Shu has heard that Qiu Lijun'er, the winged fire snake of the twenty-eight stars, is the guardian of the Kunlun Gate, does it have anything to do with this ruin, as for the mausoleum of the first emperor, it is somewhat understandable that there must be many ancient treasures in it.

"Guiru is the place where the ancient times were sealed, the place where Emperor Fuxi sealed it with his life!

The Ninth Yan Emperor sighed, his body shook, and he reached out and grabbed the Bianliang Palace below, and when he grabbed it, a huge flame-shaped tomb appeared in the void and fell towards the hands of the Ninth Yan Emperor.

"I Zhao Huan retired today, and ordered Zhao Shu, the king of Wu of the Great Song Dynasty, to supervise the country. After the Emperor Taishang retreats, he will make a choice!"

When the Ninth Yan Emperor said this, a huge explosion sound came from below.

"What do you want to do, what do you want, what do you want to do! If you leave us, you will surely die! Don't forget your promise to the Daomen!"

Guang Chengzi roared angrily, and the dust in his hand continued to sweep, rolling around the flame tomb, and at the same time reaching out and raising it fiercely, a huge big seal flew up in the air and smashed towards the flame tomb.

"Humph!"

Zhao Shu stretched out his hand and pressed it. A flash of flame swept down fiercely, smashing the big seal down, and also cutting Guangchengzi's dust.

"Thank you!"

After the Ninth Yan Emperor stretched out his hand to shatter the floating dust, he said lightly to Zhao Shu, turned around and stepped into the distance.

"A dream of a thousand years! The beautiful woman has passed away, and my heart is long!"

The Ninth Flame Emperor let out a long sigh, and the Flame Tomb burrowed into his body, and his body shook and disappeared into the void. This made Guang Chengzi jump to his feet suddenly, and he wanted to swallow Zhao Shu and the Ninth Yan Emperor alive with hatred.

Zhao Shu stood in the air, looked at Guangchengzi below, and said coldly: "Guangchengzi." If you are defeated, leave Bianliang, this king spares your life, otherwise the Daomen will not leave here!"

Zhao Shu's eyes were cold. The tone was domineering, and the state of having no eyes made Guangcheng scream angrily, but he was helpless. With his strength, he can completely defeat Zhao Shu, but in the face of the huge red copper city, there is no way, which makes Guang Chengzi even more helpless in his heart.

He is an ancient immortal god, but a teacher of emperors, how could he have received such contempt.

"Zhao Shu, you are so rampant! If I free my hand, there will be no place for you to die!"

Guang Chengzi stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the huge yin and yang diagram rolled up, enveloping the Taiye Pool in the depths of the palace, and sealing all the Yanfu Palace.

Guang Chengzi stretched out his hand and sealed a large seal on it.

When the yin and yang diagram was rolling, the forest of Supo also quickly became smaller, and all the top and bottom of the Great Xiangguo Temple were rolled up.

Zhao Shu ignored Guangchengzi and Daxiangguo Temple, turned to look at the battle below, and the army he hid in the Red Copper City finally surrounded and killed the tens of thousands of elites of Wanyan Zongwang.

Wanyan Zongwang, who was seriously injured, watched the Jurchen Erlang being killed one by one, and his expression became more and more crazy: "Why? Why? My Jurchen Erlang dominates the world, why is this!"

"Zhao Shu'er, you come out for me, and have a big battle with a certain dignified one!"

Wanyan Zong roared when he looked at Yangtian, he had been failing since he went south, he could have led his troops south and slaughtered Bianliang, but he was blocked by the Qilin army that had been Zhao Shu.

At this moment, Wanyan Zongwang was like a hero at the end of the road, his eyes were blood-red, looking at the soldiers around him, fighting hard, there were fewer and fewer guards around him, looking at more and more Song troops, Wanyan Zongwang seemed to be dripping blood in his heart.

Zhao Shu volleyed down and looked towards Wanyan Sect, and the surrounding Great Song soldiers saw Zhao Shu and slowly retreated to the side, making way for Zhao Shu.

"Mighty, mighty!"

As soon as Zhao Shu came, everyone let out an earth-shattering roar, flapping their weapons and surrounding Wanyan Zongwang in the middle.

"Zhao Shu'er, you finally came out! A certain family fought with you!"

Wanyan Zongwang looked at Zhao Shu in front of him, roared angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed it fiercely, grabbed the iron gun in his hand, and came on horseback, the horse was like a dragon, the person was like a gun, and the momentum was like a rainbow, instantly shocking everyone and going straight to Zhao Shu.

This is Wanyan Zongwang's gathering of all the essence and spirit, all the strength, to complete the battle, to kill Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu looked at Yan Zongwang coldly, stretched out his hand, and the short knife on his waist slashed fiercely, and a huge flame giant knife that boasted for dozens of miles was cut down out of thin air.

After the sword, the spear in Wanyan Zongwang's hand and the war horse under the seat were cut in two, and between Wanyan Zongwang's eyebrows and abdomen, a huge blood mark burst out.

Wanyan Zongwang's eyes were round, revealing grief, helplessness and a hint of relief.

"Caught!"

Zhao Shu said lightly, and each of the five innate martial artists took out a huge chain, tied it, and pulled it into the Red Copper City to suppress it.

"With the king's order, let the seed master lead the troops out of the customs to intercept most of the Jurchen!"

"Immediately order Han Shizhong to go out of Gubeikou, and unite with the Breeder Dao to encircle and suppress all the Jurchen soldiers and horses!"

At this time, Zhao Shu really had the feeling of mastering the world, as long as he took back Bianliang, he could complete the responsibility of resisting foreign enemies, and as for the civil strife, he could slowly free up his hands.

"Your Highness, the three kings led a force of thousands to break into the south gate, and the guards of the south gate also surrendered to the three kings!"

Several sentries came on horseback, and reported quickly.

When Zhang Junbao and the others heard this, they were immediately furious: "The Confucian sect is also shameless! During the war, there was no movement, but now they are coming to snatch the credit!"

"Your Highness, let the lowly leaders kill them! Even if they seize Bianliang, they are not worth mentioning in front of our army. ”

Guang Wennan and the others roared angrily.

Zhao Shu swept the battlefield, and now the army is cleaning up the battlefield and arranging wounded soldiers, and he can't spare his hands at all, and he doesn't want to have a war in Bianliang, otherwise Bianliang will not be destroyed in the hands of foreign enemies, but in the hands of his own people.

"Guang Wennan, you lead a thousand innate warriors and three thousand elite soldiers for me to enter the Bianliang Imperial City, don't want finances, control the Zongzheng Division, the Royal Academy, and the Hanlin Academy, and this king wants all the information, maps and national population distribution books in it!"

"Zhang Junbao, you lead another 1,000 innate martial artists into the city and snatch all the craftsmen in the city!

By the way, find my father-in-law, some of the old people in the Hanlin Academy, and all the elders on the list, and this king will bring them back to Yanjing!" (To be continued......)