Peng Yi said: "This person is almost exactly the same as the portraits of our Jin Palace, the ancestors passed down from generation to generation. You also know that our Jin Palace has passed down from generation to generation, and there is an ancestor who can live forever and appear every hundred years."

The official from Nanming next to him said, "Ha, it's the myth of the past again. There were too many myths in that era. What kind of warriors can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and they can break through mountains and rivers. Now there are people practicing martial arts, and they will die with a sweep of muskets."

Obviously.

No one believes in the story of the warrior era today.

It is basically believed that it was compiled from previous ancient books.

Peng Yi was a little confused: "But this person is really exactly the same as the portrait of the ancestors in our King of Jin's mansion. Should I go up and recognize my ancestors?"

At this time, Peng Feng had already seen Peng Yi and felt that this was his descendant of his bloodline.

"You are the King of Jin in the generation of Jin's palace?"

"Who are you?" Peng Yi asked.

"There should be a portrait of me within the King of Jin's Mansion."

"Are you really an ancestor?" Peng Yi said in shock: "But it is impossible. How can a person live for hundreds of years? The story about ancestors in the mansion was really not made up."

Peng Feng: "..."

This unlucky child, like most people in this era, believes that all the various things in the warrior era are fabricated myths.

*******

And at this time.

The king of Myanmar, Mangbai, felt very angry.

He is the king of a dignified country.

He now holds three thousand heavy troops in his hand.

Unarmed opposite.

Under such circumstances, he was actually shocked by a strange man in blue who suddenly appeared. He shouted sternly: "Who are you?"

Peng Feng frowned: "You ask, who is this person? When was the king of a mere small country worthy of asking about my name?"

Peng Feng said it very naturally.

His reputation was so famous in the entire East in the past.

No, after defeating Temujin, Western Europe was also scared by his name.

An ordinary king of a small country really has no qualifications to ask for his name.

However, Mangbai, the king of Myanmar, did not know Peng Feng's reputation in the past. Moreover, everything in the warrior era has become legends and myths.

Mangbai naturally would not believe in the legends of the warrior era.

He heard Peng Feng say that he was not worthy of asking for his name, and he couldn't help but get angry: "I am the king of a country, but I am not worthy of asking for your name. You are such a big picture."

"Isn't it normal for me to be a king of a small country to ask about my name?" Peng Feng said in a plain tone.

Myanmar King Mangbai was almost furious.

He was too lazy to have another quarrel with Peng Feng, and waved his hand: "You are looking for death, very good, very good, really good. Will this king let the three thousand soldiers under my command chop you into meat paste?"

Peng Feng looked shocked: "What? Are you planning to challenge me with your 3,000 soldiers?

Just three thousand ordinary people are qualified to challenge me? I still want to chop me into meat paste?

Ordinary people of this era are too ignorant of life and death. They actually have the courage to launch a charge against me.

This is really the age of time.”

The Burmese King Mangbai was very tired.

What's the matter?

No matter how powerful the generals in this era are, it would be great if they can be a pair of dozens of people, but it is amazing to be a pair of hundreds.

And he had three thousand people like wolves and tigers under his command.

As a result, the middle-aged man in blue in front of him actually said that three thousand people were not qualified to challenge him.

If you are too tired, then let's destroy it.

The Burmese king Mangbai raised his hand helplessly after being furious: "Soldiers, you have heard it too. This guy said that you three thousand people are not qualified to challenge him. I will chop him up the meat paste for me."

"Yes." Three thousand Burmese soldiers were also furious. They were three thousand people! If you beat one of three thousand people, you can't just have hands, but you are actually despised like this.

"Don't worry, your Majesty, we will chop him up."

"I must chop him into meat paste."

"Damn it, I'm going to settle his head."

...

After saying that.

These three thousand Burmese soldiers with fire in their hearts rushed towards Peng Feng.

The weapons of the Myanmar army are still quite backward, and there are no firearms, so they are basically mainly cold weapons.

Only nearly a hundred years later did the French colonists sell a large number of firearms to Myanmar, but Myanmar replaced the cannons with bird guns and a large number of firearms. Then they fought with the Chief Qianlong, which made Qianlong helpless and lost all his troops.

I saw these Burmese soldiers holding swords and waving towards Peng Feng, swearing to chop Peng Feng into mud.

but,

The next moment, they found something was wrong.

When they were three feet away from Peng Feng, they found that the sword in their hands could not be cut in at all.

It seemed that they encountered an invisible air wall.

Some people don’t believe in evil, and they use all their strength to slash them with one knife.

But the next moment, the man was directly bounced and flew over, and rebounded more than ten meters away. After the bounce, he vomited blood and was almost out of his way.

this!

this!!

this!!!

What kind of evil trick is this?

What kind of magic is this?

It can actually prevent the sword from being cut in.

It was directly separated by three meters and could not be cut in.

It seems like there is a thick invisible air wall.

Some Burmese soldiers believed in evil, and directly spit out blood on the invisible wall of qi, thinking that this would break the evil technique.

After spitting out the blood on the tip of his tongue, he then took the sword and chopped it.

But the next moment.

This Burmese soldier was directly bounced out of several meters and vomited blood at the same time. He seemed to be seriously injured.

There were also Burmese soldiers who took out their bows and arrows and shot them far away, but they were useless. The bow and arrow hit the three-meter air wall and rebounded, which hurt the soldiers of Myanmar itself.

Now, the remaining Burmese soldiers were shocked.

Even a sword could not cut within three feet of this person.

How to fight this kind of magic?

Many Burmese soldiers couldn't help but look at King Mangbai, wanting to ask King Mangbai how to deal with this matter.

Mangbai's eyes were just staring at the scene in front of him.

He lived all his life and had never seen such an evil thing, so he naturally would not deal with such an evil thing.

Facing his subordinates' questions, what can he say???

Don't talk about rashness.

Even the ministers of the Southern Ming Dynasty who were watching the battle, such as Duke of Qian, Mu Tianbo, Grand Secretary Ma Jixiang, etc., were stunned. What kind of strange magic is this invisible air wall that is impossible to approach three meters away?

Only Peng Yi said in shock: "This, this, this magic, the records in ancient books passed down from generation to generation in the family, are not true."

For a moment, the whole audience became quiet.

The scene in front of me was beyond everyone's expectations.
Chapter completed!