A huge Buddha seal slowly condensed, causing the vitality of heaven and earth to sweep across.

Haoran's palm print was like a mountain toppling over, and the crushing air made bursts of sonic boom sounds.

At this moment, everyone is paying attention to Galavan who is bathed in endless Buddha light.

In an instant, a terrifying palm print measuring dozens of feet fell.

Lin Mang's eyes were deep and the expression on his face did not change at all.

"Qiang!"

A clear sound of a knife suddenly resounded through the wasteland, and then a bright light seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

There was deathly silence for miles around.

In the void, a transparent knife shadow emerged.

A gigantic sword energy suddenly emerged, spanning the space between heaven and earth.

In a daze, the scene in everyone's sight was changing.

It is no longer an endless wasteland, but a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. On the throne of broken bones, an indifferent figure looks down in all directions.

At that moment, there seemed to be a will coming from somewhere.

Anyone who goes against my will will perish!

The sea of ​​blood is churning!

Immediately afterwards, a bloody knife slowly emerged from the sea of ​​blood and cut through the sky.

At the same time, the piercing sword energy also swept across the earth in an instant.

Blood massacre!

"Crack!"

The Buddha's seal was shattered under this sword, and the Buddha's light overflowed.

The moment the Buddha's seal was broken, Galavan groaned and his expression changed drastically.

"How is that possible?"

Harness the power of heaven and earth!

Martial arts will!

What kind of monster is this?

He was originally from the Vajra Sect, and his knowledge was naturally extraordinary.

Harnessing the power of heaven and earth, this is already half a step into the realm of true celestial beings on land.

In the entire Vajra Sect, only Master Suonanche controls it.

The will of martial arts is already a unique field.

Before he could come to his senses, the sword energy had already struck with unrivaled force.

"No--"

Galavan let out an exclamation, his eyes were frightened, and he ran away like crazy towards the distance.

At the same time, Qi and blood are burned, and both palms quickly form seals.

The seal of the Fudo Ming King!

A huge ravine opened up on the ground due to the raging sword energy, and smoke and dust billowed.

The shocking sword energy was like a roaring dragon, swooping down.

The sword energy penetrated Galavan's soul, shattered his mind, and chopped his body into pieces.

At the moment when the sword energy was about to descend on his body, Galavan was already bleeding from all his orifices, and the vitality in his body was rapidly declining.

[Energy Points +4000000]

"boom!"

The remaining sword energy struck the ground, making a loud noise.

Sweeping smoke and dust obscured the view.

There is a huge ravine dozens of feet long on the ground, which is extremely conspicuous when viewed from top to bottom.

quiet--

The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Only the strong wind howled.

On the city wall, the morale that Kuai Bai had just inspired was gone at this moment, replaced by panic.

On the other hand, on the side of the Ming army, after a short period of silence, there was an exciting shout that shook the world!

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

A heart-rending roar penetrated the sky.

Kuaibai's face completely darkened and he punched the city wall with his fist.

"waste!"

"waste!"

Kuaibai cursed angrily.

He felt cheated.

You brag about yourself so much, and this is the result?

If he had known this, he would not have sent Galavan down, but now he has ruined morale for nothing.

Kuaibai turned his head sharply and looked at Bai Wanying aside, his tone was slightly cold: "Did you already know this?"

Bai Wanying looked surprised and said, "What does the prince mean by this?"

"snort!"

Kuai Bai snorted coldly, looking unkind.

"It better be so!"

"Walk!"

Kuai Bai turned around and left.

Galavan's death made him feel uneasy.

In the past, he once thought that with hundreds of thousands of troops at his disposal, ordinary warriors were just reckless, but today's scene made him feel a deep chill.

Except when Yuanting was pacified, the Grand Master rarely appeared on the battlefield after that.

What's more, there are very few great masters, and many of them maintain their own status and are unwilling to participate.

Watching Kuai Bai leave, Bai Wanying smiled softly, lowered her head and looked down at the city, a trace of undetectable fear flashed in her eyes.

Although she had expected it, she still felt frightened when she saw it with her own eyes.

Galavan was not a weakling, but Lin Mang didn't even take a single move.

The Holy Envoy of Black Lotus died unjustly.

Bai Wanying's eyes flickered and she murmured: "It seems we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Now that there is an uprising in the capital, we still have to rush to the capital as soon as possible.

As long as Jingcheng's plan succeeds, Lin Mang will undoubtedly die.

Without that layer of identity, people in this world will lose their fear.

…

Lin Mang sheathed his sword and rode Pixiu back to the central army.

Along the way, he immediately attracted the attention of countless soldiers.

There was unabashed admiration in his fiery eyes.

Li Rusong took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the knife slightly.

At this moment, a messenger came on horseback.

"Report!"

"A letter from a spy. Our people intercepted a letter that Kuaibai communicated with various Mongolian ministries."

"As stated in the letter, the Mongolian cavalry will soon arrive at the border."

Li Rusong's expression condensed.

"Mongolian cavalry?"

Looking up at the city wall in front of him, he suddenly understood something.

No wonder Kuai paid a visit and stood firm in Ningxia City. It turned out that he had been prepared for it.

When Xian saw Li Rusong's solemn expression, Lin Mang asked in surprise: "Is there any problem?"

Li Rusong nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The Mongolian cavalry is gathering at the border. They should be cavalry from all the ministries under Tumut's command."

Although Amada Khan of the Tumut tribe accepted the imperial court's canonization as King of Shunyi, the tribes under his command often went south to raid the border areas, and they had many frictions with the imperial court.

The purpose of this gathering at the border couldn't be more obvious.
To be continued...