People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

Chapter 542 Huo Du Dies

Lu Chen just smiled slightly in response to Ji Yaohua's reminder.

Of course he knew that the other party was prepared.

Moreover, he sensed that the other party had sent out several grand masters this time.

If the other party doesn't have a grandmaster, he won't be interested.

"Don't worry, you stay here to protect Ah Zi. I'll go meet them."

Lu Chen smiled and said.

Seeing Lu Chen so confident, Ji Yaohua didn't know what to say.

She knew that Lu Chen's strength was unfathomable. Since he could remain so calm, she should trust him.

She nodded heavily and said, "Okay! I won't let anyone break into Zhou Garden."

Just then, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside.

Ji Yaohua and Lu Chen looked at each other and knew that the Song army could no longer hold out.

Sure enough, after a while, the captain of Yang Yunshan’s personal guard came here with several people.

"Mr. Lu, please go and rescue the general. He has been surrounded and can no longer hold out."

The captain of the guard was covered in blood and spoke breathlessly.

"Go quickly."

Ji Yaohua said to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen nodded.

At this time, Yang Yunshan led the remaining Song army in a fierce battle with the coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms, and they were surrounded.

The battlefield was filled with flying dust and the sound of shouting and killing was deafening.

Yang Yunshan led the remaining Song troops in a desperate resistance, but the enemy had too many people and were extremely brave, which made the number of Song troops decrease day by day.

On the roof not far away, a burly and imposing old man stood there. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he exuded a powerful aura.

He didn't make a move, but waited.

The person he was waiting for was naturally Lu Chen.

These ordinary Song soldiers, even for Yang Yunshan, are not worth his effort.

Yang Yunshan led the remaining soldiers and generals, like a candle in the wind, which could be blown out at any time.

He was wearing white armor and holding a spear. Every time he charged, he was like a tiger descending from the mountain. However, facing the enemy's fierce attack like a tide, he was ultimately powerless.

At this point, he was already exhausted, but he knew he couldn't fall down.

On the battlefield, life passed by like a meteor, and someone fell every second, perhaps a Song soldier, perhaps a Mongolian soldier, or perhaps a Liao soldier or a Jin soldier.

Human life is the least valuable on the battlefield.

Yang Yunshan watched his soldiers fall one after another, and his heart ached. However, he knew clearly that he could not fall down at this moment, otherwise, the army under his command would be finished.

"boom!"

At this moment, a figure appeared on the battlefield like a ghost. His movements were agile and his speed was astonishingly fast.

This man killed the Song soldiers who blocked his way along the way, and soon broke through the Song soldiers' defense and arrived in front of Yang Yunshan.

This person was Huodu, who was sent by King Jinlun to deal with Yang Yunshan.

"Yang Yunshan!"

Huodu shouted at Yang Yunshan, and Yang Yunshan immediately looked at Huodu.

Although Yang Yunshan did not know who the person in front of him was, he knew that the other party had ill intentions. Without any hesitation, the spear in his hand stabbed towards Huo Du like a dragon emerging from the sea with a fierce momentum.

When Huo Du saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then a sneer appeared on his face.

He moved his body and dodged Yang Yunshan's gun attack by turning sideways. Then he slapped out with his palm, and the wind from his palm was as sharp as a knife, attacking Yang Yunshan with a fierce gust of wind.

Seeing this, Yang Yunshan swung his spear and blocked it across his chest.

There was a loud "bang" and where the two men fought, the air waves rolled and the dust flew.

Yang Yunshan was knocked back by the opponent's palm power.

"Protect the general!"

Yang Yunshan's personal guards shouted and led their men to rush forward.

Huodu waved the fan in his hand, and with a few hissing sounds, dozens of flying needles were shot out, killing all the guards.

Immediately afterwards, Huodu moved and attacked Yang Yunshan again.

It only took Huodu less than three moves for him to get close to Yang Yunshan and hit him in the chest.

With a "puff" sound, Yang Yunshan was hit on the chest by a palm. Even though his chest was protected by armor, he still spit out blood and flew backwards.

Seeing this, Huo Du smiled slightly, then slapped Huo Du with a palm, and the terrifying palm force blasted towards Yang Yunshan.

Some soldiers who rushed forward to protect Yang Yunshan were blown away by the palm force.

At this time, Yang Yunshan was in critical condition. If no one saved him, he would surely die.

With Huodu's martial arts skills, no one here can be his match.

But just when Yang Yunshan was about to be killed, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of Yang Yunshan.

When this figure appeared, the old man on the roof suddenly looked at him with eyes like an eagle, the internal energy surging in his body, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

Huo Du's palm hit Lu Chen's body, but this palm was like a muddy sea, without any movement.

"It's you--"

When Huo Du saw Lu Chen appear, a look of shock appeared on his face. He did not expect Lu Chen to appear at this time.

He wanted to retreat, but now he found that he couldn't move at all.

His eyes widened instantly, revealing a look of horror.

"Master, help!"

Huo Du shouted for help.

However, the palm force that he had just bombarded Lu Chen suddenly bounced back.

"what!"

Huo Du screamed in pain as his chest was hit by the palm force he had just struck out. With another scream, his body tore into pieces.

Such a tragic scene immediately shocked the soldiers of Mongolia, Jin and Liao.

Seeing Huo Du's tragic death, Mr. Yuan on the roof moved, jumped down from the roof like a flash of lightning, and attacked Lu Chen directly.

"You are finally here, take my blow!"

Mr. Yuan's voice roared like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums of people around him.

Mr. Yuan's palm wind fell from the sky. Before the palm wind arrived, the terrifying palm wind had already blown the surrounding soldiers away.

Lu Chen looked up and smiled slightly.

I saw true energy condensed on his palm, which collided with Mr. Yuan's palm.

"boom!"

The two men's palms collided, and a strong wave of air suddenly erupted.

Soldiers within hundreds of meters around were blown back by the air wave, and the buildings on both sides of the street were reduced to dust at the same time. Only Lu Chen and the old man stood there, not moving at all.

When Mr. Yuan saw that Lu Chen was able to catch his palm, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes again.

He didn't expect that this young man had such powerful strength.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Mr. Yuan said three good words in a row, with an admiring look on his face: "As expected of you, you are the number one genius in the Song Dynasty. You really have some skills."

After saying this, Mr. Yuan increased his internal strength and his palm power became even stronger.

Lu Chen's feet sank into the soil, he frowned, and the true energy in his body surged out.

The two men's palms collided, and this time the air wave was even stronger than before.