Sitting in the teahouse, Long Hui talked to Yu Ting'er for a while. This girl was not that shy and chatted with Long Hui one by one. From Pangu to Nuwa creating people to repair the sky, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Xuanyuan fighting against Chiyou, Yao and Shun benevolence, Dayu controlling the flood, he even talked about all dynasties.
Long Hui listened with relish, for a moment he forgot the pain of leaving his hometown, and slowly savored the historical events of the past dynasties: Confucius and Mencius became saints, and they thought that this was the future world, but why did there be no records of Daheng? And I have never heard of Pangu opening the world and Nuwa creating people to repair the blue sky. However, the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl has been passed down... Could this be that some faults have occurred, resulting in some historical facts being lost
Seeing Long Hui pondering, Yu Ting'er thought she was unhappy with him, so she asked carefully: Brother Long, what's wrong with you? I'm talking too much, which makes you upset.
Long Hui smiled and said: No, Miss Fish, your voice is comparable to a yellow oriole and a lark. It is a blessing in life to hear you speak. How could you be upset!
Yu Ting'er's jade face turned red and she lowered her eyebrows and said: Brother Long, you are laughing at me...
Looking at her shy appearance, Long Hui hurriedly changed the topic: Miss Yu, I have studied a lot and I really don’t understand some things. I would like to ask the girl to give me some advice.
Yu Ting'er smiled and said: Brother Long is joking, you saved Ting'er, Ting'er should be answering questions and answers.
Long Hui asked: Miss Yu, is there a history of Pangu opening the world?
Yu Ting'er shook her head and said: That's just a legend, but there are records of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Long Hui said oh, thinking of the Huju Venerable, and couldn't help but ask: Who is the leader of the Buddhist sect now?
Yu Ting'er's strange saying: There are so many Buddhists in the world, and there is no unified leader, but they all worship the Buddha of Tathagata
Tathagata? Long Hui remembered the false Buddha who was practicing the holy body of Tathagata, and his cold sweat couldn't help but flow down.
Yu Ting'er saw that something was wrong and asked: Brother Long, what's wrong with you?
Long Hui smiled and said with a strong smile: It's okay, have you heard about Mara?
Yu Ting'er tilted her head and thought for a while, shook her head and said: Brother Long, the Buddhist scriptures seem to say that there is Mara's deeds, but Ting'er doesn't know much about the Buddhist scriptures, so she can't answer you.
Suddenly, a messy step stepped onto the teahouse. Long Hui couldn't help but look sideways. He saw a man about 37 or 8 years old walking to the table while greeting the waiter. He was tall, with clear eyes, high nose bridge, neat hair and hair. Every move was straight and stern, and there was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows.
At first glance, Long Hui thought it was Kong Xiu's rebirth, but when he looked closely, it was not the case. However, this person had a bit of Kong Xiu's awesomeness and righteousness, and his appearance was completely different.
This person is so majestic, he must be not an ordinary person
Long Hui thought to himself
As soon as the man sat down, the shopkeeper of the teahouse came out to greet him: Mr. Wenshan, I haven’t seen you for a long time, how are you?
The man sighed slightly and shook his head and said: What else is good or bad in this world now
Seeing that he was sad, the shopkeeper stopped talking and said: Mr. Wenshan, is he still following the old rules?
The scribe smiled and said: Yes, it's a good deal for the shopkeeper.
Yu Ting'er was slightly stunned and whispered: I didn't expect it was Wenshan Gong
Long Hui asked: Who is this Wenshan Gong?
Yu Ting'er said: Wenshan Gong was the top scholar in the imperial examination for four years. Later, he was demoted to Ruizhou because he was dissatisfied with the traitor of the court. Ruizhou was once ravaged by the Mongols, his city walls and houses were destroyed, and the people were cruelly tortured. After Wenshan Gong performed his duties, he reorganized the order of Ruizhou and appeased the people, making Ruizhou prosperous.
Long Hui couldn't help but nod and praised: What a clean and capable minister
Yu Ting'er sighed: Unfortunately, in the fifth year of Jingding, he was removed from his official position because he did not want to curry favor with Jia Sidao.
Another brave man who was persecuted by treacherous ministers with ambitions, Long Hui admired Wenshan Gong and said hello: Is that gentleman Wenshan Gong?
Wen Shangong was slightly stunned and replied: It was Wen, I don’t know why the gentleman recognized him.
Long Hui smiled and said: Wenshan is famous, who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know, is not talented, dares to offend him, I hope Wenshan will forgive me
Wenshan Justice: Mr. Wen Tianxiang has been praised
It turned out that his name was Wen Tianxiang, and Long Hui remembered it silently and said: Can Mr. Wenshan want to sit with the inferior ones and drink a cup of tea together?
Wen Tianxiang saw that Long Hui was handsome, had extraordinary temperament and was so hospitable, so he agreed: How could Wen Tianxiang be rude when he invited him, sir.
After saying that, he sat on the same table with Long Hui and Yu Ting'er
Yu Ting'er is as beautiful as a fairy, but Wen Tianxiang is not squinting and has a decent etiquette
Long Hui reported his name and said: I have a single name named Long. I have long admired Wenshan Gong Zhongyi as the country. Now I use tea instead of wine. I wish you a cup!
Wen Tianxiang raised his glass to return the gift
Long Hui said: Just below, I saw Wenshan Gong’s eyebrows were sad, I wonder what was troubled?
Wen Tianxiang smiled bitterly and said: What else is there? It's not because of the precarious Song Dynasty court that is now in danger in Xiangyang, but the emperor is still intoxicated and does not know the national affairs.
Long Hui said: I heard that Duke Wenshan has been away from the officialdom and no longer set foot in the capital. Why did he return to this troubled place today?
Wen Tianxiang said: The imperial court once again appointed Wen and appointed him to Hunan for punishment. I refused, so I had to take office. But half a month ago, Wen was ordered to escort a batch of tributes to Beijing. When I saw the list of tributes, they were all extremely luxurious items, and I was already disappointed...
Wen Tianxiang sighed and said: Now the soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang are still in dire straits, and the emperor is still intoxicated and enjoying... The Song Dynasty is in danger!
After saying this, Wen Tianxiang looked at Xiangyang uncomfortably and murmured to himself: I don’t know what the current situation in Xiangyang is?
At this time, Yu Ting'er spoke: Mr. Wenshan, the little woman has just come out of Xiangyang, maybe tell you the details of Xiangyang
Wen Tianxiang was slightly stunned, as if he didn't believe that this delicate woman could break out of the Yuan army.
Long Hui hurriedly explained: This girl is the daughter of Lin'an Xuanfeng Swordsman, and has been dealing with the Tartars in Xiangyang.
Wen Tianxiang's face was solemn, he hurriedly got up, tidy up his clothes, and bowed respectfully to Yu Ting'er.
Yu Ting'er's flowery love changed so she hurriedly got out: Wenshan Gong, are you going to ruin the little girl?
Wen Tianxiang said solemnly: The Great Hero of Yu is not afraid of hardships and surrenders to the army to save Xiangyang, but unfortunately sacrifices his life for the country. Now he has the orphanage of loyalty and martyrs. How can Wen Tianxiang be rude? This worship is Wen Tianxiang's respect for the Great Hero of Yu, and even bows to my loyalty and righteousness in China. The girl must not refuse
Yu Ting'er had to blush and endured him three times
After the ceremony, Wen Tianxiang asked: What is the current situation of the war in Xiangyang?
Yu Ting'er sighed: At the beginning of this year, the Yuan army captured Fancheng, and now Xiangyang is an isolated city.
Wen Tianxiang was shocked and said: When Fancheng is broken, Xiangyang is as powerful as a dangerous egg! The court, has the court sent troops to rescue him?
Yu Ting'er said: Xiangyang is surrounded by Yuan soldiers, the news has been blocked, and the court has not learned it. I followed Sister Guo Xiang to break out, hoping to get reinforcements.
Wen Tianxiang said oh, saying: Guo Xiang? But the second lady Guo Jing, Xiao Dongxie?
Yu Ting'er nodded
Wen Tianxiang sighed: Guo Daxia's family has defended Xiangyang for ten years. It is worthy of being the most powerful hero. But now Chaogang is controlled by Jia Sidao. This person is timid and afraid of fighting and blindly pleases the Tartars. Miss Guo Er may not be able to ask for reinforcements.
At this time, a noise came from outside the teahouse, breaking the quiet and quiet inside the pavilion
The three of them looked in the sound and saw a young man in gorgeous clothes, carrying thirty or twenty idle men, holding slingshots, crossbows, blowing balloons, picking rod instruments, carrying 57-point wine, pretending to be drunk and walking straight into the teahouse
Dr. Tea, make me a pot of sobering tea!
The young man in China screamed with a loud voice, but the shopkeeper dared not be negligent, and hurriedly said: Little Yanei, please sit for a while, the little man will make tea for you now
After sitting down, the young man in China shook his drunken head and watched around him. He suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Ting'er. His eyes suddenly shone, and he woke up most of the wine. He was itchy and thought to himself: When did there be such a fairy in Lin'an City?
So he felt close to him, so he called the thug behind him to invite Yu Ting'er
After hearing the master's words, three or five rascals walked over and said: Little lady, my yamen wants to invite you to drink a cup of tea together!
They said this very rudely, and Wen Tianxiang said angrily: In broad daylight, at the foot of the emperor, you are so bold. Do you still have any kingly laws in your eyes when you tease the good women?
The Yanei recognized Wen Tianxiang and sneered: Who do I think it is? It turns out that it is your sour person who has been demoted from the capital and dares to come back. He is quite brave!
Wen Tianxiang immediately saw this person's appearance and gritted his teeth and said: It turns out that it is you. You really have a father who is like your son. Your father deceives his superiors and hides his subordinates, and will harm the country and the people. You will be even more harmful to all directions!
The Yanei was Jia Baodong, the youngest son of Jia Sidao. He relied on Jia Sidao's favor to bully men and women in Lin'an City. He was known as stealing Hua Tai Sui. Wherever he went, the people had to hide their wives and daughters, so as not to be robbed of the lust and humiliation by him.
How could this thief, the thief, let it go when he saw Yu Ting'er like a fairy? He was so itchy that he wanted to pick her up and take her as his wife and concubine
Long Hui saw his extremely obscene gaze flowing on Yu Ting'er, and there was an indescribable disgust. In his opinion, Yu Ting'er was almost Wei Xuexin, so he could not allow others to get involved and blaspheme, and he was angry for a moment.
This is the thief of Hua Tai Sui, stood up, walked over and looked at Yu Ting'er and smiled: Girl, don't pay attention to this sourness, wait until the young student drives away these flies for you, let's get together again.
After saying that, he wanted to reach out to take Yu Ting'er, but Long Hui raised his eyebrows and robe, swept him away suddenly
Even a first-class martial arts master can't stand Long Hui's blow, let alone this playboy who indulged in alcohol and sex, fainted directly, and he exhaled more and took less energy.
The rascals were so scared that they hurriedly helped their master up and shouted: You are so brave, you dare to hurt Master Jia's son, are you still alive?
Long Hui was too lazy to talk nonsense to them, so he mentioned three points of true energy and directly rolled them all out of the teahouse.
Wen Tianxiang was stunned and couldn't help but say: Brother Long, are you... an immortal method?
Yu Ting'er explained: This is martial arts, Brother Long's martial arts are very clever.
Wen Tianxiang praised: There is such martial arts in the world. Wen Tianxiang has learned it. It seems that God really blesses me in the Song Dynasty. In times of crisis, there are strange people like Brother Long who are born!
Long Hui was speechless. He didn't seem to interfere in this matter. He just now just taught a lesson because the playboy was rude to Yu Ting'er.
Wen Tianxiang said: Yesterday, a Tartar mission came and said it was going to discuss national affairs with the Song Dynasty.
Long Hui sneered: Now that Xiangyang has been surrounded by them, this so-called mission is either to threaten or paralyze the court. His heart is not good.
Wen Tianxiang sighed: If everyone in the court was as clear as Mr. Long, why did my Song Dynasty have reached this dilemma? Now the court is humble to the Yuan people, hoping to protect this corner of the land and ignore the life and death of the frontline soldiers. However, Yuan people are greedy and cruel in nature, how could they just let go
Long Hui sighed: I'll say something ruthless, this Song Dynasty was destined to be weak since the founding of the country.
Wen Tianxiang was not angry, but was slightly stunned and said strangely: Why do you think so bye?
Long Hui said: Taizu released military power with a cup of wine, and emphasized culture and over military. As time goes by, the Chinese martial arts style gradually weakened, and the soldiers' combat effectiveness is weak. If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, they will be unable to suppress it if they encounter external humiliation and internal strife.
Wen Tianxiang sighed: What you said may be the reason, but now you are living and dying, you don’t care about who is right or wrong. As long as I, Wen Tianxiang, still breathe a sigh of relief, I will never let the Tartars insult my country and destroy my China!
When he said the last few words, a strong aura ejaculation shot out in his eyes, which made his weak body become strong and proud.
After leaving Wen Tianxiang, Long Hui and Yu Ting'er walked towards the Yu Mansion and happened to meet Guo Xiang, but she was full of anger.
Yu Ting'er asked: Sister Guo, what happened? Has the court sent reinforcements?
Guo Xiang said angrily: In order to please the Tartar mission, I have visited many officials in a row. They all refused to present Lord Lu’s blood letter to the emperor, especially the treacherous minister Jia Sidao. He actually said that the court was discussing peace with the Yuan people and did not allow me to mention the matter in Xiangyang, so as not to anger the Yuan people.
Yu Ting'er also changed her gentleness after hearing this, gritted her teeth and scolded the traitorous minister for dying.
Guo Xiang said again: Those Tartar missions intended to humiliate us, and they actually set up a arena in Lin'an City to challenge the Song Dynasty's martial arts world!
Yu Ting'er said in surprise: What... the court agreed?
Guo Xiang said: Those dogs and Tartars said it very nicely, what about the martial arts of the Song and Yuan dynasties? The court is now determined to discuss peace with the Tartars, so they will reject the demands of these Tartars!
Long Hui said: The Tartars wanted to use the competition to defeat the bloody resistance of the Song people and relieve the obstacles for the future of the troops to move south!
Guo Xiang suddenly realized: So that's it, I was just concerned about getting angry, but I didn't expect this.
Yu Ting'er said: But now more than 80% of martial arts masters gather in Xiangyang, who will deal with this arena?
Guo Xiang said proudly: Dogs and Tartars bully me, no one in the Song Dynasty, so I told them to drink hatred for Lin'an!
At this moment, Long Hui's mind suddenly shook, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Yining Sword?"
It was the sword intent of the Long Ting Sword. Long Hui hurriedly restrained his mind and felt that the sword was located, but the sword intent just flashed by and returned to nothing again.
The Sword of Ting... That's right, this doesn't feel wrong!
Long Hui was trembling all over and was extremely excited. The sword of the eleven must be in Lin'an. He didn't care about the shocking world and immediately flew into the air and chased the sword.
The two girls were shocked and looked at each other
Long Hui suddenly became abnormal and left his two daughters. Although Guo Xiang felt inexplicable, the battle was imminent. The next day, he posted a post to invite various sects. After receiving her invitation, heroes rushed to Lin'an to help with the boxing. However, time was rushed, and less than a hundred people came. Guo Xiang was very helpless and had to send the Beggar Gang disciples to greet everyone.
Tomorrow is the time to fight. Guo Xiang sat on the roof with melancholy, looking up at the bright moon, feeling mixed emotions. He was worried about Xiangyang and thinking about the battle tomorrow, and he even had three thoughts floating towards Zhongnan Mountain.
Sister Guo
A crisp sound came from behind, and Yu Ting'er also climbed to the roof and sat side by side with Guo Xiang.
The girl looked at Guo Xiang with her black eyes open and asked: Sister Guo, why are you not sleeping yet? I will teach those Tartars a lesson tomorrow!
Guo Xiang smiled, reached out to hug her in his arms, and said softly: Ting'er, sister can't sleep. Since you are here, let's talk to me.
Yu Ting'er nodded
Guo Xiang asked casually: Ting'er, what do you think of Young Master Long?
Yu Ting'er said: I think Brother Long is a bit weird. He has a decent conversation, but he doesn't know the world's affairs. He has great martial arts skills, but he doesn't know where he comes from.
Guo Xiang burst out laughing and said: Oh, I didn’t expect that Ting’er’s eyes were so unique that she could see things that her sister could not even see. She spoke well and had excellent martial arts skills... Isn’t this what you said to her sister quietly back then?
Yu Ting'er's cheeks turned red and she whispered: Sister Guo, what did I say back then?
Guo Xiang smiled and said: My father wanted to tell you a marriage before, but you said that your husband must be a young hero with good talk in the future, and a very powerful martial arts skills. Tsk tsk, this young man from Long just meets your requirements.
Yu Ting'er's cheeks turned red and she was so beautiful
Sister, I heard that the masters sent by the Tartars are quite famous. What are their identities?
Yu Ting'er was so embarrassed that she hurriedly changed the topic
Guo Xiang said: There are six of them, namely the third disciple of Basiba, Master Jiulian, Banna Lama, Flying Eagle, Mongolian Thirteen-winged Golden Wolf, Black Death, and Snow Mastiff
Yu Ting'er's flowery beauty changed slightly and said: These are all famous masters of the Yuan people. Who can compete here?
Guo Xiang said: Time is tight, there are only a hundred martial arts people who can come, and they are all small gangs nearby. They are not opponents of these Tartars, and they will die in vain when they go to the stage.
Yu Ting'er sighed: If Guo Daxia and the others could take action, they would be afraid that these Tartars would not succeed.
Guo Xiang said: There is nothing I can do, I can only go to the ring tomorrow!
Yu Ting'er was shocked and hurriedly advised: Sister Guo, you must not, there are many Tartars, you may suffer a loss alone.
Guo Xiangying stood up and said proudly: Ting'er, don't worry that my father is the Northern Hero, my mother is the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, my grandfather is the Dongxie, and Xikuang is my elder brother, what a mere Tartar master is!
Yu Ting'er was still worried, and a little inexplicable in her heart: If Brother Long was here, why should he be afraid of these Tartars... But why did Brother Long do this that day? Seeing that he looked extremely nervous, was it because of the snow core?
Thinking of this, a feeling of inexplicable sorrow in my heart, a spicy circle of my eyes, and I almost burst into tears.
The rising sun is rising, and the sun shines on the earth. Lin'an is shrouded in a faint golden yellow. There is a huge arena on the Beicheng School field. All martial arts people from the Central Plains are already surrounded by the ring.
There was a luxurious shed on one side of the ring, and there were several people sitting inside. They were the six masters who came with the Mongolian mission.
Although they have not appeared yet, their hidden aura has overwhelmed the martial arts people present.
At this time, a eunuch screamed: The world's martial arts are of the same origin and vein. Today, the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty specially invited our Song Dynasty martial artists to discuss together to verify the way of martial arts!
After saying that, a man stepped out of the shed, wearing snow-white leather armor, strong and tall, with a face full of flesh. The man said loudly: Mongolian Thirteen Wings, Snow Mastiff is here, who is on stage!
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful figure flew in the air, with a lotus foot lightly tapping, and several ups and downs climbed onto the ring. The landing silently showed his high and jue light skills. She was holding a sword in her hand, with her snowy skin and apricot eyes and peach cheeks. It was Guo Xiang
The heroes in the audience applauded and cheered
Xue Mastiff said disdainfully: Why, are there no one in your Song Dynasty? You actually let a woman take the stage to fight!
Guo Xiang retorted: It’s not that we are not alone in the Song Dynasty, but that you guys can be dismissed by me, a woman, and there is no need to be other martial arts masters!
She was clever and blocked all the words of the snow mastiff with a light sentence, and even scolded the Mongolian masters.
The heroes in the audience laughed loudly, ridiculing these Tartars for being ungrateful and dared to argue with Miss Guo Er. However, they didn't know that this little Dongxie was the most tricky and difficult to deal with. As long as she wanted to tease you, even a monk who was a Taoist monk would be so angry that he vomited blood.
Xue Mastiff snorted: I heard that the Northern Hero Guo Jing is very powerful in Mongolia, but he has no chance to fight. Since you are his daughter, I am not polite, so I will call him what kind of ability is it!
Guo Xiang sneered: My father practiced the Dragon Subduing Palm, specializing in the Dragon Subduing Tiger. What qualifications are you, a dog, to fight with my father!
The snow mastiff was furious and raised his hand and beat him
Guo Xiang looked at the correct fist, turned the unsheathed sword, and pointed several acupoints on his arm like lightning
The snow mastiff's body was soft and he hurriedly stepped back and asked: What kind of martial arts are you doing?
Guo Xiang smiled and said: Of course, you need to use the dog-beating stick technique to beat a dog!
The Snow Mastiff had heard of the reputation of fighting dogs, so he did not dare to neglect it, and used his final martial arts skills. The Evil Mastiff's Crazy Fist, only watching his fist go wild and fiercely, and his momentum was like a mad dog, and he opened and closed, and then hit Guo Xiang.
The dog-beating stick technique was only passed on to the gang leader, but Guo Xiang's mother and brother-in-law were the two leaders of the Beggars' Sect. Although she had never really learned this stick technique, she also understood it with her ears and eyes. In addition, she used this martial arts with her intelligence and cleverness.
Facing the fierce momentum of the snow mastiff, Guo Xiang used a stick to hit the dog, and the sword sheath swept across the snow mastiff's feet with a rapid force. The snow mastiff was lifted up by her stick, and then Guo Xiang defeated the dog's head, and beat the snow mastiff to the point of being so angry that it almost fainted.
The Snow Mastiff endured the severe pain and raised his fist to fight back. Guo Xiang's body technique was strange and unpredictable. He could not hit him at all. However, Guo Xiang lightly flashed behind him and used another move to intercept the dog's buttocks. The Snow Mastiff was hit again and was beaten to the ground.
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter and shouted: Miss Guo Er is very good at fighting the Tartars as a dog crawling!
The snow mastiff was furious and screamed, exerting his strength, and then snatched Guo Xiang's sword.
Guo Xiang didn't retreat, so he asked him to take the sword away
The snow mastiff said angrily: Without this scrap iron, I see how arrogant you are!
Guo Xiang burst out laughing and said: Are you sure you take it?
The snow mastiff was unclear, but he saw Guo Xiang approaching like a ghost. He stretched out his right hand and took the enemy's eyes with his two fingers. At the same time, he turned his left foot up and pressed the rod body and immediately recaptured it. It was the mastiff's mouth that grabbed the rod.
After regaining the sword, Guo Xiang giggled: White-haired dog, I will give you another trick to press the shoulder dog's back and kneel down obediently!
The scabbard suddenly stretched out and rested on the shoulder of the snow mastiff, gently pressing it down. The snow mastiff's knees softened and fell to the ground with a snap.
Guo Xiang smiled and said: Good dog
The Snow Mastiff was extremely angry and wanted to struggle, but Guo Xiang's trick was hidden, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. Guo Xiang was still pressed to the ground.
At this time, several Beggar Gang disciples carried a wooden barrel, which was smelly and filled with shit and urine. Guo Xiang smiled at the Beggar Gang disciples and said: You guys are almost hungry, my dog is almost hungry
With a scabbard, he knocked the snow mastiff down the ring, and it happened to fall into the bucket, and he got a shit and urine.
The defeated the arena and was even more humiliated. The snow mastiff was angry and squirted into her heart. She blew blood and spitted her feces and urine. She turned her eyes and was so angry that she died of anger on the spot.
Since the other party intends to humiliate the Han martial arts world, Guo Xiang will be polite to him. He will use all evil tricks together and swear that these Tartars will never return.
Stinky lady, I want you to die without a place to bury you!
Seeing that his companion was humiliated and died, Master Jiulian rose up and swung his weapon and slashed at Guo Xiang.
He used a thick and long golden pestle, which was powerful and powerful. Guo Xiang did not dare to resist. He used the technique of snake walking and raccoon turning. This was the body technique taught by the Nine Yin Scriptures. It was extremely agile, like a snake and raccoon cat
Master Jiulian could not touch the corner of Guo Xiang's clothes with all his strength, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and sweaty.
Guo Xiang had already made up his mind to fight six, so he was unwilling to get involved with Master Jiulian. He pulled out the Yitian Sword with his backhand, and directly cut off the golden pestle with a stroke. Then he used the Luoying Divine Sword and stabbed the Master Jiulian to death with one sword.
The sword of Yitian is invincible, and Master Jiulian is about to die here. At this moment, a cold red ink light came across the sky. A black ink sword with red light blocked the sword of Yitian.
Guo Xiang was shocked because the sword in her hand was cast by Xuantian. It was extremely sharp and cut iron like mud. Logically speaking, there were few opponents in the world, but they were blocked by this inconspicuous black sword.
The person holding the sword is a Mongolian man wearing a wolf-skin battle helmet. He said: Miss Guo, Master Jiulian has been defeated, so Jinlang will ask you for this trick
Guo Xiang knew that this person was not an easy person, so he restrained his spirit and responded to him.
Everyone in the audience angrily accused the Tartars of being despicable and shameless, and actually used a wheel battle to deal with Guo Xiang.
Jinlang snorted: Since that's the case, then let's change someone else to come up. I, Jinlang, will never take advantage of you!
Guo Xiang said: No need, it’s enough to deal with you and me alone!
Jinlang laughed: Miss Guo is so bold, then you should be careful!
Just looking at him wielding his sword left and right, the sword's power is difficult to determine, and his internal strength is long, so he is really a rare master
Guo Xiang put away his contempt and used Luoying's Divine Sword to deal with it carefully. However, every time the two swords touched each other, Guo Xiang felt a huge force coming from the sword, which made her arms sore and almost couldn't hold the Yitian Sword.
The Tartars have a great internal strength!
Guo Xiang was secretly surprised. He silently used the Nine Yang Divine Arts formula, the abundant Yang He power flowed all over his body, calmed his blood and blessed the sword technique.
The thirteen Mongolian Wings are the great masters established by the Yuan court. They have thirteen Mongolian heroes. The golden wolf is the head of the thirteen wings. The symbol behind it is Temujin. The martial arts he practiced are called the immortal god of the grassland. This set of magical skills is divided into three layers. The first layer is the six-member divine power. The six-member divine power is the heavenly divine power, the earthly divine power, the wind divine power, the fire divine power, the water divine power, the thunder divine power. Those who practice can borrow the power of nature at will, and the internal breath is continuous; the second layer is the six great divine power combined into one, and the true power is generated, and blood is used as the guide, and it is called the blood divine power. Those who practice it do not need to rely on external forces to be self-sufficient; as for the third level, it is Huang Peru, when they make moves, they are filled with golden light, and their strength is strong and domineering, and they are indestructible.
The Golden Wolf has reached this highest level and is known as the number one master in Mongolia. At this moment, he is even more powerful with his sword in his hand.
The golden wolf swung his sword to the sky, attracts the divine power of the sky, and occupies the divine power of the earth. The two divine powers are poured into the Mo Chi sword together. The cold light shook the divine sword against the divine sword of the sky.
Guo Xiang's pretty face was flushed, his chest was stuffy, and he was almost vomiting blood. However, her martial arts were integrated into hundreds of schools. Even if her internal strength was not as good as her, she had a skill to transform her strength. She only watched Xiao Dongxie step on a strange step and put the Yitian sword in front of her. When the golden wolf sword hit her, she trembled sideways and swung her side, and used the force to sway outwards, slashing the enemy's weapons aside. This move was the evil dog in the dog-beating stick technique blocking the way. She brought the stick technique into the sword technique and cleverly transformed the two great powers.
The sword was unbalanced, and the golden wolf immediately remedyed it. He clenched his fist with his left hand and exerted the power of the wind. Guo Xiang only felt that a whirlwind seemed to have whirlwind blowing around the Tartar fist, which made her face hurt.
She knew that this move was difficult, so she hurriedly used the Nine Yin White Bone Claws to deal with it. She only looked at Ying Baiyu's hand to sift her five fingers, and met the opponent's fist. Her five fingers exerted force, invincible, forcibly crushed the invisible wind power, and the wind god power broke!
Jinlang shouted: Take another thunder sound from me!
He rotated the sword and slashed back, and a white light flashed through the sword body. Guo Xiang picked up the Yitian Sword and met. When the two swords touched, Guo Xiang suddenly felt the pain and numbness of his arms, and his pores were raised all over his body. Yitian Sword immediately took off his hand.
The golden wolf swept open the Yitian Sword and snatched it with one arrow. Three swords in a row directly stabbed Guo Xiang's Mingmen. The situation was extremely dangerous. Everyone in the audience was almost hanging their hearts, especially Yu Ting'er was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she opened her mouth wide and tears were almost falling out.
Just half an inch away from the throat of the sword, Guo Xiang rolled to the ground, using the snake-moving and raccoon-turning technique, avoiding the killing move without any danger. Then she picked up two stones, used her knuckles, and popped out. It was the Dongxie's unique skill and blinking the fingers.
The golden wolf raised his sword and blocked it. With a bang, the small stone hit the sword and broke into dozens of pieces, splashing around, and two pieces were splashed on his face. Although the stone grains were fine and could not hurt him, it made his arms sore
Guo Xiang took advantage of his sword-holding hand and stretched out his fingers and sniffed a light sound. A thin force shot out, which immediately dispelled the thunder power.
OK, Miss Guo Er has good kung fu and beat these dogs to death!
The heroes in the audience cheered one after another
Guo Xiang immediately picked up the Yitian Sword, and the golden wolf used the magical power of water again, with long internal strength and strong softness. Guo Xiang raised his willow eyebrows and responded to the enemy with cleverness. A set of Luoying Divine Sword was extremely wonderful, which could be called cutting off the water and intercepting the flow.
The water divine power was broken, and the golden wolf used the fire divine power again. The ink red sword emitted a scorching breath. The two swords fought several times, and the Yitian sword was burned to the point of burning.
Guo Xiang put his heart in a straight line, and his sword technique changed suddenly, floating in, his posture was as fluttering as an immortal, and the sword pointed at the lower plate of the golden wolf, which was a small gardening chrysanthemum in the Jade Girl's sword technique.
Jinlang was shocked. If he scored a sword for her, his feet would still be able to stay, so he hurriedly stopped the move to retreat.
The Liuhe divine power returned without any effort. The golden wolf suddenly raised his energy, and his internal strength increased sharply. A red blood color appeared all over his body. It was the blood divine power derived from the Liuhe unity!
Guo Xiang thought to himself: Dog Tartars have such skills, it seems that this battle is difficult to stop.
After the Golden Wolf improved his skills, his sword force opened and closed, and he suppressed it with force. Guo Xiang felt that the opponent's sword was more fierce than the other. Each move was like a hidden power of wind and thunder, and it was impossible to fight hard. So he used the loach skill, and his body was as smooth as a loach, making it difficult for the blood divine power to hit her.
But the blood divine power enveloped all directions. Although Guo Xiang was not hurt, he was forced to the edge of the arena by the other party and was about to fall off the stage.
The heroes watching the game couldn't help but feel anxious and worried. Yu Ting'er's heart was almost in her throat. She was angry and anxious, resenting her why she was so poor in martial arts and could not help Sister Guo... Just when she was anxious and helpless, her mind suddenly opened and a feeling surged into her mind. Her beautiful eyes condensed and she could see the flaws of the blood divine power. She couldn't help but speak: Sister Guo, three inches below her left knee!
Guo Xiang was being rushed by the other party. Suddenly, he heard this familiar voice, without thinking, and stabbed the sword without thinking.
Jinlang was shocked. This part was his weakest point at this moment. If he was stabbed, he would be seriously injured.
Yu Ting'er didn't know why, just glanced at her and could feel the flaws of the Golden Wolf, so she kept talking and mentioning, but she just talked about the direction and didn't make it clear. Guo Xiang had been with her for many years and had a tacit understanding. Yu Ting'er said that she would hit her there, forcing the Golden Wolf to retreat step by step
Finally, Guo Xiang glanced out of the gap, shouted with a delicate voice, and angrily lifted the true energy of the Nine Yang. His internal strength was rushing to the peak. His hair moved without wind, and then he was the lifelong learning and the skills he had merged out.
The supernatural powers of the blink of an eye are exquisite and light. First, pop the outer layer of the blood divine power, then use a yang finger to force the golden wolf's protective qi mask; orchid brushes the hole with his hand, and the golden wolf's chest stagnates, and the movement is three points slower; Guo Xiang is in power and does not forgive others, and then hits Kongming fist and a move of the fallen god sword palm, which makes the golden wolf spit out vermilion red. Following the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Classic, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, the Heart-Destroying Palm, and the Great Demon Subduing Fist comes one after another. The Golden Wolf suddenly becomes a human flesh sandbag, and the whole person flies out
In a row of martial arts, Guo Xiang's body was exhausted from his Nine Yang Qi, and his head was covered with white air. His pretty face was flushed, his chest was flushed, and he couldn't help but undulate, but it was worth it to defeat this strong enemy in one fell swoop. Facing these opponents behind him, Guo Xiang was confident that he could subdue it with his moves alone.
At this moment, the golden wolf stood up again, with golden light all over his body, his pupils were dazzling, calm and calm, without any injury. Guo Xiang was very shocked
It turned out that the moment when the blood divine power was dispersed by Guo Xiang, the golden wolf immediately improved his skills and used Huang Fei to protect his body and quickly suppress his injuries. However, he was furious because this Huang Fei mental method was used to compete with the Five Evils of the Central Plains. Now he was forced out of the box by a female person.
Silly girl, go to death!
The golden wolf was furious and pulled out his sword and slashed. Guo Xiang was weak. How could he block the strength of the Yellow Peril? As soon as he fought, he was shattered into the tiger's mouth. He took action again. Yitian took off his hands and his red lips stained with blood.
The golden wolf no longer held back, turned his sword and cut it towards Xiaodong's jade neck, and asked her to die.
Sister Guo!
Yu Ting'er's tears instantly poured out of her eyes, and she screamed in sadness
The Mo Chi sword is only half an inch away from Guo Xiang's neck, but it is only half an inch, because the Jinlang found that his sword could not move at all, so he stopped in place, and even his body was the same, as if someone had a hole in it.
Everyone felt the pressure around them plummet. Suddenly, the dragon roared in the sky. The sea of clouds rolled, the dragon swept across, and a figure mixed with thunder came fury. It stood in front of Guo Xiang. The golden wolf felt that the tiger's mouth was hot and the sword in his hand had lost.
Say, where did you get this tingling sword?
As soon as he calmed down, he was facing him with sharp eyes. His domineering and majestic aura made the golden wolf unable to breathe. His knees couldn't help but soften and he almost fell to the ground.
After Yu Ting'er saw it clearly, she burst into tears and laughed silently, saying in her heart: I knew he would not stand by and watch, he would definitely come back...
Looking at the people on the stage with their eyes fixedly, they became obsessed for a moment
Long Hui had been searching for the trace of the Sword of the Sword for a long time but could not find it. When he was distressed, he suddenly felt the breath of the Sword of the Sword, so he rushed immediately. However, when he saw the Sword of the Sword in the hands of a Tartar, he was furious in his heart. If it weren't for asking Yu Xiuting's whereabouts, he would have sent him to Huangquan with one palm.
Faced with an inexplicable enemy, Jinlang gritted his teeth and snorted: The Han people have no ability, they are just good at bullying the few with the more!
Long Hui was upset, raised his hand and slapped the golden wolf's teeth, and said coldly: I'll ask you where this sword comes from!
Jinlang covered his mouth, glared at Long Hui, and said: You...you are so brave...
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped again
Where did the sword come from?
Long Hui still said a cold sentence, and no matter who it is, he feels inexplicably chilling.
The golden wolf's heart trembled and replied obediently: This... this sword was given to me by the Lord when I won the first warrior in Mongolia!
Master?
Isn't the Tartars's saint Kublai Khan... The sword is there, and the Lord Yu Gu will never throw his sword down. Could it be that she already?
Long Hui felt a chill in his heart, and his heart was confused: No, how could Master Yu’s martial arts be dangerous?...When she entered this Qiankun Realm, would there be any accident that would cause all her skills to be lost...
Thinking of this, the most terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Long Hui's mind. Yu Xiuting, who had lost his power or was seriously injured, fell into the Mongolian army... The dogs and Tartars would slaughter every city, rape and plunder, and do everything evil. If the Lord Yu Gu fell into their hands...
Long Hui no longer dared to think further, his nose sore, and his heart was filled with sorrow and anger.
Jinlang felt that Long Hui had already had murderous intentions, so he took action first, picked up Huang Peru's internal strength and slapped it with his palm.
Long Hui glared at him, grabbed the golden wolf's wrist and only spit out two words: Go to the death!
Then, with five fingers, the powerful force crushed the golden wolf's wrist, followed by the fire's true energy burning violently, the golden wolf's fireless spontaneously ignited, accompanied by screams and screams turned into ashes
The thunderous anger was raging, and the scene shocked everyone. The Mongolian delegation suddenly caused an uproar. Lama Banner shouted: What a southern barbarian, who dared to use demonic magic to kill our Mongolian warriors. In the future, the army will come to the city and will slaughter you all over the city!
Black Death, who is also the Thirteen-winged one, also said: Kill all of you, the Han dogs, and turn your wives and daughters into slaves and prostitutes!
The last sentence seemed to sprinkle salt on Long Hui's wound, triggering endless murderous opportunity
Humph, Mongolian army?
Long Hui angrily swept his eyes and said, "I will kill all of you dogs, Tartars, to make sacrifices to comfort her spirit in heaven!"
Before he finished speaking, his body moved and he stepped into the shed instantly. The sword of the slashed over the top and cut it. Lama Banna divided it into two halves from head to toe. Blood, internal organs and brains spilled all over the floor. Everyone present, both Han and Mongolian, were shocked, and many people vomited
Then Long Hui's cold front slashed again, Feiying immediately had a different head, and the six masters were now only one black death left.
At the moment of survival, Black Death bet on life, took a deep breath, his body swelled like a ball, like a frog, but his eyes were small, like a mouse
Wow!
The black death mouth opened and a mouthful of black mist was sprayed out. It was the strange poisonous black evil spirit condensed from the Thirteen Wings!
The poisonous fog spreads, so don't be close to anyone, but it's not at all in Longhui's eyes. Compared with the poisonous skills of the snake clan, this small poison is simply a witch.
Long Hui raised his hand and condensed the Black Evil Death Aura, and then slowly divided it into countless small black airs, surrounding Long Hui.
The lowly Tartars, I remember everything you said just now
Long Hui showed a cold and cruel smile, and I will give you the most unique death!
Hei Di was so scared that he ran out of his mind. He kept asking for help in Mongolian words. Long Hui was not in a hurry to chase him, so he just let him call for help.
Hearing his screams, the Mongolian soldiers escorting the delegation immediately returned to the schoolyard and surrounded the entire schoolyard. The number of people was 500.
Guo Xiang angrily scolded: It is hopeless that so many Tartar soldiers have been allowed to enter the city!
Other martial arts people also scolded
Black Death fled into the army, his heart was much more stable, and he shouted: Hurry, kill them all!
Guo Xiang shouted: This is the capital of the Song Dynasty, how can you, such a group of Tartars, be presumptuous!
Hei Di sneered: What is the capital of the Song Dynasty? Our army had captured Xiangyang last night. Lu Huanwen took the lead in surrendering. It won’t take long for Lin'an to be finished!
Hearing this, Guo Xiang lost his beauty and was stiff, and tears rolled down like pearls.
Long Hui smiled gloomyly and picked up a trace of black death poison gas at will. Then he shot it, and the black silk poison gas suddenly turned into a poison gas sword, piercing through a Yuan soldier.
In addition to toxins, this poisonous gas sword also gathers Long Hui's true energy, which doubles its power. As soon as it enters the body, it will suck blood and melt bones. The whole person immediately turns into a ball of mud, and dies bitterly.
Long Hui continued to blink his fingers, and the sword energy flew out one after another. These Mongolian elite soldiers who were scattered in the world were like ants mud in the face of the real dragon. None of the five hundred yuan troops were spared, and all turned into blood mud in the mud.
Looking at his subordinates' death in a blink of an eye, Hei Death had his eyes turned white and his crotch was incontinent
Long Hui said coldly: I've given it to you!
Before he finished speaking, his sleeves shook, and the remaining poisonous gas rushed to Heidi, pouring in from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, eroding his internal organs, muscles and bones bit by bit
First, the leg bones were dissolved, and Black Death sat on the ground with a loud bang, and then the poisonous gas slowly crushed the arm bones. In the end, the kidneys, liver, spleen and other internal organs were also filled with the poisonous gas. This true energy just protected Black Death's heart and brain, protected its vitality, and kept him awake, enduring the pain of broken muscles and bones and ulceration of the internal organs.
Long Hui wiped out all the five hundred yuan army in a row, and the heroes in the Central Plains cheered and all covered their stomachs and vomited
Yu Ting'er vomited pale and sweated all over her head. At this time, Long Hui walked to her side and reached out to pat her pink back. Yu Ting'er's aura suddenly went smoothly, her disgusting feeling disappeared, and her face turned red again.
Long Hui asked softly: Miss Yu, please tell me, most of them are in that direction?
Yu Ting'er pointed to the north and said: Just cross the Yellow River and go to the quilt.
Long Hui smiled and said: Thank you!
After saying that, he turned around and left
Yu Ting'er's throat suffocated, her heart pounded wildly, and she shouted: Brother Long, what are you going to do in Dadu?
Long Hui slowly turned around and indifferently spit out two words to kill someone!
Next time: The true dragon burns the capital with anger, and flees with fear and flees with its tail. The Buddhas of Thunder and Sound appear in the Dharma body. The Tathagata's Ksitigarbha will transform into swords and swords may not be even more important tomorrow and the next time will be the wedding candle.
Long Hui listened with relish, for a moment he forgot the pain of leaving his hometown, and slowly savored the historical events of the past dynasties: Confucius and Mencius became saints, and they thought that this was the future world, but why did there be no records of Daheng? And I have never heard of Pangu opening the world and Nuwa creating people to repair the blue sky. However, the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl has been passed down... Could this be that some faults have occurred, resulting in some historical facts being lost
Seeing Long Hui pondering, Yu Ting'er thought she was unhappy with him, so she asked carefully: Brother Long, what's wrong with you? I'm talking too much, which makes you upset.
Long Hui smiled and said: No, Miss Fish, your voice is comparable to a yellow oriole and a lark. It is a blessing in life to hear you speak. How could you be upset!
Yu Ting'er's jade face turned red and she lowered her eyebrows and said: Brother Long, you are laughing at me...
Looking at her shy appearance, Long Hui hurriedly changed the topic: Miss Yu, I have studied a lot and I really don’t understand some things. I would like to ask the girl to give me some advice.
Yu Ting'er smiled and said: Brother Long is joking, you saved Ting'er, Ting'er should be answering questions and answers.
Long Hui asked: Miss Yu, is there a history of Pangu opening the world?
Yu Ting'er shook her head and said: That's just a legend, but there are records of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Long Hui said oh, thinking of the Huju Venerable, and couldn't help but ask: Who is the leader of the Buddhist sect now?
Yu Ting'er's strange saying: There are so many Buddhists in the world, and there is no unified leader, but they all worship the Buddha of Tathagata
Tathagata? Long Hui remembered the false Buddha who was practicing the holy body of Tathagata, and his cold sweat couldn't help but flow down.
Yu Ting'er saw that something was wrong and asked: Brother Long, what's wrong with you?
Long Hui smiled and said with a strong smile: It's okay, have you heard about Mara?
Yu Ting'er tilted her head and thought for a while, shook her head and said: Brother Long, the Buddhist scriptures seem to say that there is Mara's deeds, but Ting'er doesn't know much about the Buddhist scriptures, so she can't answer you.
Suddenly, a messy step stepped onto the teahouse. Long Hui couldn't help but look sideways. He saw a man about 37 or 8 years old walking to the table while greeting the waiter. He was tall, with clear eyes, high nose bridge, neat hair and hair. Every move was straight and stern, and there was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows.
At first glance, Long Hui thought it was Kong Xiu's rebirth, but when he looked closely, it was not the case. However, this person had a bit of Kong Xiu's awesomeness and righteousness, and his appearance was completely different.
This person is so majestic, he must be not an ordinary person
Long Hui thought to himself
As soon as the man sat down, the shopkeeper of the teahouse came out to greet him: Mr. Wenshan, I haven’t seen you for a long time, how are you?
The man sighed slightly and shook his head and said: What else is good or bad in this world now
Seeing that he was sad, the shopkeeper stopped talking and said: Mr. Wenshan, is he still following the old rules?
The scribe smiled and said: Yes, it's a good deal for the shopkeeper.
Yu Ting'er was slightly stunned and whispered: I didn't expect it was Wenshan Gong
Long Hui asked: Who is this Wenshan Gong?
Yu Ting'er said: Wenshan Gong was the top scholar in the imperial examination for four years. Later, he was demoted to Ruizhou because he was dissatisfied with the traitor of the court. Ruizhou was once ravaged by the Mongols, his city walls and houses were destroyed, and the people were cruelly tortured. After Wenshan Gong performed his duties, he reorganized the order of Ruizhou and appeased the people, making Ruizhou prosperous.
Long Hui couldn't help but nod and praised: What a clean and capable minister
Yu Ting'er sighed: Unfortunately, in the fifth year of Jingding, he was removed from his official position because he did not want to curry favor with Jia Sidao.
Another brave man who was persecuted by treacherous ministers with ambitions, Long Hui admired Wenshan Gong and said hello: Is that gentleman Wenshan Gong?
Wen Shangong was slightly stunned and replied: It was Wen, I don’t know why the gentleman recognized him.
Long Hui smiled and said: Wenshan is famous, who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know, who doesn’t know, is not talented, dares to offend him, I hope Wenshan will forgive me
Wenshan Justice: Mr. Wen Tianxiang has been praised
It turned out that his name was Wen Tianxiang, and Long Hui remembered it silently and said: Can Mr. Wenshan want to sit with the inferior ones and drink a cup of tea together?
Wen Tianxiang saw that Long Hui was handsome, had extraordinary temperament and was so hospitable, so he agreed: How could Wen Tianxiang be rude when he invited him, sir.
After saying that, he sat on the same table with Long Hui and Yu Ting'er
Yu Ting'er is as beautiful as a fairy, but Wen Tianxiang is not squinting and has a decent etiquette
Long Hui reported his name and said: I have a single name named Long. I have long admired Wenshan Gong Zhongyi as the country. Now I use tea instead of wine. I wish you a cup!
Wen Tianxiang raised his glass to return the gift
Long Hui said: Just below, I saw Wenshan Gong’s eyebrows were sad, I wonder what was troubled?
Wen Tianxiang smiled bitterly and said: What else is there? It's not because of the precarious Song Dynasty court that is now in danger in Xiangyang, but the emperor is still intoxicated and does not know the national affairs.
Long Hui said: I heard that Duke Wenshan has been away from the officialdom and no longer set foot in the capital. Why did he return to this troubled place today?
Wen Tianxiang said: The imperial court once again appointed Wen and appointed him to Hunan for punishment. I refused, so I had to take office. But half a month ago, Wen was ordered to escort a batch of tributes to Beijing. When I saw the list of tributes, they were all extremely luxurious items, and I was already disappointed...
Wen Tianxiang sighed and said: Now the soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang are still in dire straits, and the emperor is still intoxicated and enjoying... The Song Dynasty is in danger!
After saying this, Wen Tianxiang looked at Xiangyang uncomfortably and murmured to himself: I don’t know what the current situation in Xiangyang is?
At this time, Yu Ting'er spoke: Mr. Wenshan, the little woman has just come out of Xiangyang, maybe tell you the details of Xiangyang
Wen Tianxiang was slightly stunned, as if he didn't believe that this delicate woman could break out of the Yuan army.
Long Hui hurriedly explained: This girl is the daughter of Lin'an Xuanfeng Swordsman, and has been dealing with the Tartars in Xiangyang.
Wen Tianxiang's face was solemn, he hurriedly got up, tidy up his clothes, and bowed respectfully to Yu Ting'er.
Yu Ting'er's flowery love changed so she hurriedly got out: Wenshan Gong, are you going to ruin the little girl?
Wen Tianxiang said solemnly: The Great Hero of Yu is not afraid of hardships and surrenders to the army to save Xiangyang, but unfortunately sacrifices his life for the country. Now he has the orphanage of loyalty and martyrs. How can Wen Tianxiang be rude? This worship is Wen Tianxiang's respect for the Great Hero of Yu, and even bows to my loyalty and righteousness in China. The girl must not refuse
Yu Ting'er had to blush and endured him three times
After the ceremony, Wen Tianxiang asked: What is the current situation of the war in Xiangyang?
Yu Ting'er sighed: At the beginning of this year, the Yuan army captured Fancheng, and now Xiangyang is an isolated city.
Wen Tianxiang was shocked and said: When Fancheng is broken, Xiangyang is as powerful as a dangerous egg! The court, has the court sent troops to rescue him?
Yu Ting'er said: Xiangyang is surrounded by Yuan soldiers, the news has been blocked, and the court has not learned it. I followed Sister Guo Xiang to break out, hoping to get reinforcements.
Wen Tianxiang said oh, saying: Guo Xiang? But the second lady Guo Jing, Xiao Dongxie?
Yu Ting'er nodded
Wen Tianxiang sighed: Guo Daxia's family has defended Xiangyang for ten years. It is worthy of being the most powerful hero. But now Chaogang is controlled by Jia Sidao. This person is timid and afraid of fighting and blindly pleases the Tartars. Miss Guo Er may not be able to ask for reinforcements.
At this time, a noise came from outside the teahouse, breaking the quiet and quiet inside the pavilion
The three of them looked in the sound and saw a young man in gorgeous clothes, carrying thirty or twenty idle men, holding slingshots, crossbows, blowing balloons, picking rod instruments, carrying 57-point wine, pretending to be drunk and walking straight into the teahouse
Dr. Tea, make me a pot of sobering tea!
The young man in China screamed with a loud voice, but the shopkeeper dared not be negligent, and hurriedly said: Little Yanei, please sit for a while, the little man will make tea for you now
After sitting down, the young man in China shook his drunken head and watched around him. He suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Ting'er. His eyes suddenly shone, and he woke up most of the wine. He was itchy and thought to himself: When did there be such a fairy in Lin'an City?
So he felt close to him, so he called the thug behind him to invite Yu Ting'er
After hearing the master's words, three or five rascals walked over and said: Little lady, my yamen wants to invite you to drink a cup of tea together!
They said this very rudely, and Wen Tianxiang said angrily: In broad daylight, at the foot of the emperor, you are so bold. Do you still have any kingly laws in your eyes when you tease the good women?
The Yanei recognized Wen Tianxiang and sneered: Who do I think it is? It turns out that it is your sour person who has been demoted from the capital and dares to come back. He is quite brave!
Wen Tianxiang immediately saw this person's appearance and gritted his teeth and said: It turns out that it is you. You really have a father who is like your son. Your father deceives his superiors and hides his subordinates, and will harm the country and the people. You will be even more harmful to all directions!
The Yanei was Jia Baodong, the youngest son of Jia Sidao. He relied on Jia Sidao's favor to bully men and women in Lin'an City. He was known as stealing Hua Tai Sui. Wherever he went, the people had to hide their wives and daughters, so as not to be robbed of the lust and humiliation by him.
How could this thief, the thief, let it go when he saw Yu Ting'er like a fairy? He was so itchy that he wanted to pick her up and take her as his wife and concubine
Long Hui saw his extremely obscene gaze flowing on Yu Ting'er, and there was an indescribable disgust. In his opinion, Yu Ting'er was almost Wei Xuexin, so he could not allow others to get involved and blaspheme, and he was angry for a moment.
This is the thief of Hua Tai Sui, stood up, walked over and looked at Yu Ting'er and smiled: Girl, don't pay attention to this sourness, wait until the young student drives away these flies for you, let's get together again.
After saying that, he wanted to reach out to take Yu Ting'er, but Long Hui raised his eyebrows and robe, swept him away suddenly
Even a first-class martial arts master can't stand Long Hui's blow, let alone this playboy who indulged in alcohol and sex, fainted directly, and he exhaled more and took less energy.
The rascals were so scared that they hurriedly helped their master up and shouted: You are so brave, you dare to hurt Master Jia's son, are you still alive?
Long Hui was too lazy to talk nonsense to them, so he mentioned three points of true energy and directly rolled them all out of the teahouse.
Wen Tianxiang was stunned and couldn't help but say: Brother Long, are you... an immortal method?
Yu Ting'er explained: This is martial arts, Brother Long's martial arts are very clever.
Wen Tianxiang praised: There is such martial arts in the world. Wen Tianxiang has learned it. It seems that God really blesses me in the Song Dynasty. In times of crisis, there are strange people like Brother Long who are born!
Long Hui was speechless. He didn't seem to interfere in this matter. He just now just taught a lesson because the playboy was rude to Yu Ting'er.
Wen Tianxiang said: Yesterday, a Tartar mission came and said it was going to discuss national affairs with the Song Dynasty.
Long Hui sneered: Now that Xiangyang has been surrounded by them, this so-called mission is either to threaten or paralyze the court. His heart is not good.
Wen Tianxiang sighed: If everyone in the court was as clear as Mr. Long, why did my Song Dynasty have reached this dilemma? Now the court is humble to the Yuan people, hoping to protect this corner of the land and ignore the life and death of the frontline soldiers. However, Yuan people are greedy and cruel in nature, how could they just let go
Long Hui sighed: I'll say something ruthless, this Song Dynasty was destined to be weak since the founding of the country.
Wen Tianxiang was not angry, but was slightly stunned and said strangely: Why do you think so bye?
Long Hui said: Taizu released military power with a cup of wine, and emphasized culture and over military. As time goes by, the Chinese martial arts style gradually weakened, and the soldiers' combat effectiveness is weak. If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, they will be unable to suppress it if they encounter external humiliation and internal strife.
Wen Tianxiang sighed: What you said may be the reason, but now you are living and dying, you don’t care about who is right or wrong. As long as I, Wen Tianxiang, still breathe a sigh of relief, I will never let the Tartars insult my country and destroy my China!
When he said the last few words, a strong aura ejaculation shot out in his eyes, which made his weak body become strong and proud.
After leaving Wen Tianxiang, Long Hui and Yu Ting'er walked towards the Yu Mansion and happened to meet Guo Xiang, but she was full of anger.
Yu Ting'er asked: Sister Guo, what happened? Has the court sent reinforcements?
Guo Xiang said angrily: In order to please the Tartar mission, I have visited many officials in a row. They all refused to present Lord Lu’s blood letter to the emperor, especially the treacherous minister Jia Sidao. He actually said that the court was discussing peace with the Yuan people and did not allow me to mention the matter in Xiangyang, so as not to anger the Yuan people.
Yu Ting'er also changed her gentleness after hearing this, gritted her teeth and scolded the traitorous minister for dying.
Guo Xiang said again: Those Tartar missions intended to humiliate us, and they actually set up a arena in Lin'an City to challenge the Song Dynasty's martial arts world!
Yu Ting'er said in surprise: What... the court agreed?
Guo Xiang said: Those dogs and Tartars said it very nicely, what about the martial arts of the Song and Yuan dynasties? The court is now determined to discuss peace with the Tartars, so they will reject the demands of these Tartars!
Long Hui said: The Tartars wanted to use the competition to defeat the bloody resistance of the Song people and relieve the obstacles for the future of the troops to move south!
Guo Xiang suddenly realized: So that's it, I was just concerned about getting angry, but I didn't expect this.
Yu Ting'er said: But now more than 80% of martial arts masters gather in Xiangyang, who will deal with this arena?
Guo Xiang said proudly: Dogs and Tartars bully me, no one in the Song Dynasty, so I told them to drink hatred for Lin'an!
At this moment, Long Hui's mind suddenly shook, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Yining Sword?"
It was the sword intent of the Long Ting Sword. Long Hui hurriedly restrained his mind and felt that the sword was located, but the sword intent just flashed by and returned to nothing again.
The Sword of Ting... That's right, this doesn't feel wrong!
Long Hui was trembling all over and was extremely excited. The sword of the eleven must be in Lin'an. He didn't care about the shocking world and immediately flew into the air and chased the sword.
The two girls were shocked and looked at each other
Long Hui suddenly became abnormal and left his two daughters. Although Guo Xiang felt inexplicable, the battle was imminent. The next day, he posted a post to invite various sects. After receiving her invitation, heroes rushed to Lin'an to help with the boxing. However, time was rushed, and less than a hundred people came. Guo Xiang was very helpless and had to send the Beggar Gang disciples to greet everyone.
Tomorrow is the time to fight. Guo Xiang sat on the roof with melancholy, looking up at the bright moon, feeling mixed emotions. He was worried about Xiangyang and thinking about the battle tomorrow, and he even had three thoughts floating towards Zhongnan Mountain.
Sister Guo
A crisp sound came from behind, and Yu Ting'er also climbed to the roof and sat side by side with Guo Xiang.
The girl looked at Guo Xiang with her black eyes open and asked: Sister Guo, why are you not sleeping yet? I will teach those Tartars a lesson tomorrow!
Guo Xiang smiled, reached out to hug her in his arms, and said softly: Ting'er, sister can't sleep. Since you are here, let's talk to me.
Yu Ting'er nodded
Guo Xiang asked casually: Ting'er, what do you think of Young Master Long?
Yu Ting'er said: I think Brother Long is a bit weird. He has a decent conversation, but he doesn't know the world's affairs. He has great martial arts skills, but he doesn't know where he comes from.
Guo Xiang burst out laughing and said: Oh, I didn’t expect that Ting’er’s eyes were so unique that she could see things that her sister could not even see. She spoke well and had excellent martial arts skills... Isn’t this what you said to her sister quietly back then?
Yu Ting'er's cheeks turned red and she whispered: Sister Guo, what did I say back then?
Guo Xiang smiled and said: My father wanted to tell you a marriage before, but you said that your husband must be a young hero with good talk in the future, and a very powerful martial arts skills. Tsk tsk, this young man from Long just meets your requirements.
Yu Ting'er's cheeks turned red and she was so beautiful
Sister, I heard that the masters sent by the Tartars are quite famous. What are their identities?
Yu Ting'er was so embarrassed that she hurriedly changed the topic
Guo Xiang said: There are six of them, namely the third disciple of Basiba, Master Jiulian, Banna Lama, Flying Eagle, Mongolian Thirteen-winged Golden Wolf, Black Death, and Snow Mastiff
Yu Ting'er's flowery beauty changed slightly and said: These are all famous masters of the Yuan people. Who can compete here?
Guo Xiang said: Time is tight, there are only a hundred martial arts people who can come, and they are all small gangs nearby. They are not opponents of these Tartars, and they will die in vain when they go to the stage.
Yu Ting'er sighed: If Guo Daxia and the others could take action, they would be afraid that these Tartars would not succeed.
Guo Xiang said: There is nothing I can do, I can only go to the ring tomorrow!
Yu Ting'er was shocked and hurriedly advised: Sister Guo, you must not, there are many Tartars, you may suffer a loss alone.
Guo Xiangying stood up and said proudly: Ting'er, don't worry that my father is the Northern Hero, my mother is the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, my grandfather is the Dongxie, and Xikuang is my elder brother, what a mere Tartar master is!
Yu Ting'er was still worried, and a little inexplicable in her heart: If Brother Long was here, why should he be afraid of these Tartars... But why did Brother Long do this that day? Seeing that he looked extremely nervous, was it because of the snow core?
Thinking of this, a feeling of inexplicable sorrow in my heart, a spicy circle of my eyes, and I almost burst into tears.
The rising sun is rising, and the sun shines on the earth. Lin'an is shrouded in a faint golden yellow. There is a huge arena on the Beicheng School field. All martial arts people from the Central Plains are already surrounded by the ring.
There was a luxurious shed on one side of the ring, and there were several people sitting inside. They were the six masters who came with the Mongolian mission.
Although they have not appeared yet, their hidden aura has overwhelmed the martial arts people present.
At this time, a eunuch screamed: The world's martial arts are of the same origin and vein. Today, the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty specially invited our Song Dynasty martial artists to discuss together to verify the way of martial arts!
After saying that, a man stepped out of the shed, wearing snow-white leather armor, strong and tall, with a face full of flesh. The man said loudly: Mongolian Thirteen Wings, Snow Mastiff is here, who is on stage!
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful figure flew in the air, with a lotus foot lightly tapping, and several ups and downs climbed onto the ring. The landing silently showed his high and jue light skills. She was holding a sword in her hand, with her snowy skin and apricot eyes and peach cheeks. It was Guo Xiang
The heroes in the audience applauded and cheered
Xue Mastiff said disdainfully: Why, are there no one in your Song Dynasty? You actually let a woman take the stage to fight!
Guo Xiang retorted: It’s not that we are not alone in the Song Dynasty, but that you guys can be dismissed by me, a woman, and there is no need to be other martial arts masters!
She was clever and blocked all the words of the snow mastiff with a light sentence, and even scolded the Mongolian masters.
The heroes in the audience laughed loudly, ridiculing these Tartars for being ungrateful and dared to argue with Miss Guo Er. However, they didn't know that this little Dongxie was the most tricky and difficult to deal with. As long as she wanted to tease you, even a monk who was a Taoist monk would be so angry that he vomited blood.
Xue Mastiff snorted: I heard that the Northern Hero Guo Jing is very powerful in Mongolia, but he has no chance to fight. Since you are his daughter, I am not polite, so I will call him what kind of ability is it!
Guo Xiang sneered: My father practiced the Dragon Subduing Palm, specializing in the Dragon Subduing Tiger. What qualifications are you, a dog, to fight with my father!
The snow mastiff was furious and raised his hand and beat him
Guo Xiang looked at the correct fist, turned the unsheathed sword, and pointed several acupoints on his arm like lightning
The snow mastiff's body was soft and he hurriedly stepped back and asked: What kind of martial arts are you doing?
Guo Xiang smiled and said: Of course, you need to use the dog-beating stick technique to beat a dog!
The Snow Mastiff had heard of the reputation of fighting dogs, so he did not dare to neglect it, and used his final martial arts skills. The Evil Mastiff's Crazy Fist, only watching his fist go wild and fiercely, and his momentum was like a mad dog, and he opened and closed, and then hit Guo Xiang.
The dog-beating stick technique was only passed on to the gang leader, but Guo Xiang's mother and brother-in-law were the two leaders of the Beggars' Sect. Although she had never really learned this stick technique, she also understood it with her ears and eyes. In addition, she used this martial arts with her intelligence and cleverness.
Facing the fierce momentum of the snow mastiff, Guo Xiang used a stick to hit the dog, and the sword sheath swept across the snow mastiff's feet with a rapid force. The snow mastiff was lifted up by her stick, and then Guo Xiang defeated the dog's head, and beat the snow mastiff to the point of being so angry that it almost fainted.
The Snow Mastiff endured the severe pain and raised his fist to fight back. Guo Xiang's body technique was strange and unpredictable. He could not hit him at all. However, Guo Xiang lightly flashed behind him and used another move to intercept the dog's buttocks. The Snow Mastiff was hit again and was beaten to the ground.
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter and shouted: Miss Guo Er is very good at fighting the Tartars as a dog crawling!
The snow mastiff was furious and screamed, exerting his strength, and then snatched Guo Xiang's sword.
Guo Xiang didn't retreat, so he asked him to take the sword away
The snow mastiff said angrily: Without this scrap iron, I see how arrogant you are!
Guo Xiang burst out laughing and said: Are you sure you take it?
The snow mastiff was unclear, but he saw Guo Xiang approaching like a ghost. He stretched out his right hand and took the enemy's eyes with his two fingers. At the same time, he turned his left foot up and pressed the rod body and immediately recaptured it. It was the mastiff's mouth that grabbed the rod.
After regaining the sword, Guo Xiang giggled: White-haired dog, I will give you another trick to press the shoulder dog's back and kneel down obediently!
The scabbard suddenly stretched out and rested on the shoulder of the snow mastiff, gently pressing it down. The snow mastiff's knees softened and fell to the ground with a snap.
Guo Xiang smiled and said: Good dog
The Snow Mastiff was extremely angry and wanted to struggle, but Guo Xiang's trick was hidden, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. Guo Xiang was still pressed to the ground.
At this time, several Beggar Gang disciples carried a wooden barrel, which was smelly and filled with shit and urine. Guo Xiang smiled at the Beggar Gang disciples and said: You guys are almost hungry, my dog is almost hungry
With a scabbard, he knocked the snow mastiff down the ring, and it happened to fall into the bucket, and he got a shit and urine.
The defeated the arena and was even more humiliated. The snow mastiff was angry and squirted into her heart. She blew blood and spitted her feces and urine. She turned her eyes and was so angry that she died of anger on the spot.
Since the other party intends to humiliate the Han martial arts world, Guo Xiang will be polite to him. He will use all evil tricks together and swear that these Tartars will never return.
Stinky lady, I want you to die without a place to bury you!
Seeing that his companion was humiliated and died, Master Jiulian rose up and swung his weapon and slashed at Guo Xiang.
He used a thick and long golden pestle, which was powerful and powerful. Guo Xiang did not dare to resist. He used the technique of snake walking and raccoon turning. This was the body technique taught by the Nine Yin Scriptures. It was extremely agile, like a snake and raccoon cat
Master Jiulian could not touch the corner of Guo Xiang's clothes with all his strength, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and sweaty.
Guo Xiang had already made up his mind to fight six, so he was unwilling to get involved with Master Jiulian. He pulled out the Yitian Sword with his backhand, and directly cut off the golden pestle with a stroke. Then he used the Luoying Divine Sword and stabbed the Master Jiulian to death with one sword.
The sword of Yitian is invincible, and Master Jiulian is about to die here. At this moment, a cold red ink light came across the sky. A black ink sword with red light blocked the sword of Yitian.
Guo Xiang was shocked because the sword in her hand was cast by Xuantian. It was extremely sharp and cut iron like mud. Logically speaking, there were few opponents in the world, but they were blocked by this inconspicuous black sword.
The person holding the sword is a Mongolian man wearing a wolf-skin battle helmet. He said: Miss Guo, Master Jiulian has been defeated, so Jinlang will ask you for this trick
Guo Xiang knew that this person was not an easy person, so he restrained his spirit and responded to him.
Everyone in the audience angrily accused the Tartars of being despicable and shameless, and actually used a wheel battle to deal with Guo Xiang.
Jinlang snorted: Since that's the case, then let's change someone else to come up. I, Jinlang, will never take advantage of you!
Guo Xiang said: No need, it’s enough to deal with you and me alone!
Jinlang laughed: Miss Guo is so bold, then you should be careful!
Just looking at him wielding his sword left and right, the sword's power is difficult to determine, and his internal strength is long, so he is really a rare master
Guo Xiang put away his contempt and used Luoying's Divine Sword to deal with it carefully. However, every time the two swords touched each other, Guo Xiang felt a huge force coming from the sword, which made her arms sore and almost couldn't hold the Yitian Sword.
The Tartars have a great internal strength!
Guo Xiang was secretly surprised. He silently used the Nine Yang Divine Arts formula, the abundant Yang He power flowed all over his body, calmed his blood and blessed the sword technique.
The thirteen Mongolian Wings are the great masters established by the Yuan court. They have thirteen Mongolian heroes. The golden wolf is the head of the thirteen wings. The symbol behind it is Temujin. The martial arts he practiced are called the immortal god of the grassland. This set of magical skills is divided into three layers. The first layer is the six-member divine power. The six-member divine power is the heavenly divine power, the earthly divine power, the wind divine power, the fire divine power, the water divine power, the thunder divine power. Those who practice can borrow the power of nature at will, and the internal breath is continuous; the second layer is the six great divine power combined into one, and the true power is generated, and blood is used as the guide, and it is called the blood divine power. Those who practice it do not need to rely on external forces to be self-sufficient; as for the third level, it is Huang Peru, when they make moves, they are filled with golden light, and their strength is strong and domineering, and they are indestructible.
The Golden Wolf has reached this highest level and is known as the number one master in Mongolia. At this moment, he is even more powerful with his sword in his hand.
The golden wolf swung his sword to the sky, attracts the divine power of the sky, and occupies the divine power of the earth. The two divine powers are poured into the Mo Chi sword together. The cold light shook the divine sword against the divine sword of the sky.
Guo Xiang's pretty face was flushed, his chest was stuffy, and he was almost vomiting blood. However, her martial arts were integrated into hundreds of schools. Even if her internal strength was not as good as her, she had a skill to transform her strength. She only watched Xiao Dongxie step on a strange step and put the Yitian sword in front of her. When the golden wolf sword hit her, she trembled sideways and swung her side, and used the force to sway outwards, slashing the enemy's weapons aside. This move was the evil dog in the dog-beating stick technique blocking the way. She brought the stick technique into the sword technique and cleverly transformed the two great powers.
The sword was unbalanced, and the golden wolf immediately remedyed it. He clenched his fist with his left hand and exerted the power of the wind. Guo Xiang only felt that a whirlwind seemed to have whirlwind blowing around the Tartar fist, which made her face hurt.
She knew that this move was difficult, so she hurriedly used the Nine Yin White Bone Claws to deal with it. She only looked at Ying Baiyu's hand to sift her five fingers, and met the opponent's fist. Her five fingers exerted force, invincible, forcibly crushed the invisible wind power, and the wind god power broke!
Jinlang shouted: Take another thunder sound from me!
He rotated the sword and slashed back, and a white light flashed through the sword body. Guo Xiang picked up the Yitian Sword and met. When the two swords touched, Guo Xiang suddenly felt the pain and numbness of his arms, and his pores were raised all over his body. Yitian Sword immediately took off his hand.
The golden wolf swept open the Yitian Sword and snatched it with one arrow. Three swords in a row directly stabbed Guo Xiang's Mingmen. The situation was extremely dangerous. Everyone in the audience was almost hanging their hearts, especially Yu Ting'er was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she opened her mouth wide and tears were almost falling out.
Just half an inch away from the throat of the sword, Guo Xiang rolled to the ground, using the snake-moving and raccoon-turning technique, avoiding the killing move without any danger. Then she picked up two stones, used her knuckles, and popped out. It was the Dongxie's unique skill and blinking the fingers.
The golden wolf raised his sword and blocked it. With a bang, the small stone hit the sword and broke into dozens of pieces, splashing around, and two pieces were splashed on his face. Although the stone grains were fine and could not hurt him, it made his arms sore
Guo Xiang took advantage of his sword-holding hand and stretched out his fingers and sniffed a light sound. A thin force shot out, which immediately dispelled the thunder power.
OK, Miss Guo Er has good kung fu and beat these dogs to death!
The heroes in the audience cheered one after another
Guo Xiang immediately picked up the Yitian Sword, and the golden wolf used the magical power of water again, with long internal strength and strong softness. Guo Xiang raised his willow eyebrows and responded to the enemy with cleverness. A set of Luoying Divine Sword was extremely wonderful, which could be called cutting off the water and intercepting the flow.
The water divine power was broken, and the golden wolf used the fire divine power again. The ink red sword emitted a scorching breath. The two swords fought several times, and the Yitian sword was burned to the point of burning.
Guo Xiang put his heart in a straight line, and his sword technique changed suddenly, floating in, his posture was as fluttering as an immortal, and the sword pointed at the lower plate of the golden wolf, which was a small gardening chrysanthemum in the Jade Girl's sword technique.
Jinlang was shocked. If he scored a sword for her, his feet would still be able to stay, so he hurriedly stopped the move to retreat.
The Liuhe divine power returned without any effort. The golden wolf suddenly raised his energy, and his internal strength increased sharply. A red blood color appeared all over his body. It was the blood divine power derived from the Liuhe unity!
Guo Xiang thought to himself: Dog Tartars have such skills, it seems that this battle is difficult to stop.
After the Golden Wolf improved his skills, his sword force opened and closed, and he suppressed it with force. Guo Xiang felt that the opponent's sword was more fierce than the other. Each move was like a hidden power of wind and thunder, and it was impossible to fight hard. So he used the loach skill, and his body was as smooth as a loach, making it difficult for the blood divine power to hit her.
But the blood divine power enveloped all directions. Although Guo Xiang was not hurt, he was forced to the edge of the arena by the other party and was about to fall off the stage.
The heroes watching the game couldn't help but feel anxious and worried. Yu Ting'er's heart was almost in her throat. She was angry and anxious, resenting her why she was so poor in martial arts and could not help Sister Guo... Just when she was anxious and helpless, her mind suddenly opened and a feeling surged into her mind. Her beautiful eyes condensed and she could see the flaws of the blood divine power. She couldn't help but speak: Sister Guo, three inches below her left knee!
Guo Xiang was being rushed by the other party. Suddenly, he heard this familiar voice, without thinking, and stabbed the sword without thinking.
Jinlang was shocked. This part was his weakest point at this moment. If he was stabbed, he would be seriously injured.
Yu Ting'er didn't know why, just glanced at her and could feel the flaws of the Golden Wolf, so she kept talking and mentioning, but she just talked about the direction and didn't make it clear. Guo Xiang had been with her for many years and had a tacit understanding. Yu Ting'er said that she would hit her there, forcing the Golden Wolf to retreat step by step
Finally, Guo Xiang glanced out of the gap, shouted with a delicate voice, and angrily lifted the true energy of the Nine Yang. His internal strength was rushing to the peak. His hair moved without wind, and then he was the lifelong learning and the skills he had merged out.
The supernatural powers of the blink of an eye are exquisite and light. First, pop the outer layer of the blood divine power, then use a yang finger to force the golden wolf's protective qi mask; orchid brushes the hole with his hand, and the golden wolf's chest stagnates, and the movement is three points slower; Guo Xiang is in power and does not forgive others, and then hits Kongming fist and a move of the fallen god sword palm, which makes the golden wolf spit out vermilion red. Following the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Classic, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, the Heart-Destroying Palm, and the Great Demon Subduing Fist comes one after another. The Golden Wolf suddenly becomes a human flesh sandbag, and the whole person flies out
In a row of martial arts, Guo Xiang's body was exhausted from his Nine Yang Qi, and his head was covered with white air. His pretty face was flushed, his chest was flushed, and he couldn't help but undulate, but it was worth it to defeat this strong enemy in one fell swoop. Facing these opponents behind him, Guo Xiang was confident that he could subdue it with his moves alone.
At this moment, the golden wolf stood up again, with golden light all over his body, his pupils were dazzling, calm and calm, without any injury. Guo Xiang was very shocked
It turned out that the moment when the blood divine power was dispersed by Guo Xiang, the golden wolf immediately improved his skills and used Huang Fei to protect his body and quickly suppress his injuries. However, he was furious because this Huang Fei mental method was used to compete with the Five Evils of the Central Plains. Now he was forced out of the box by a female person.
Silly girl, go to death!
The golden wolf was furious and pulled out his sword and slashed. Guo Xiang was weak. How could he block the strength of the Yellow Peril? As soon as he fought, he was shattered into the tiger's mouth. He took action again. Yitian took off his hands and his red lips stained with blood.
The golden wolf no longer held back, turned his sword and cut it towards Xiaodong's jade neck, and asked her to die.
Sister Guo!
Yu Ting'er's tears instantly poured out of her eyes, and she screamed in sadness
The Mo Chi sword is only half an inch away from Guo Xiang's neck, but it is only half an inch, because the Jinlang found that his sword could not move at all, so he stopped in place, and even his body was the same, as if someone had a hole in it.
Everyone felt the pressure around them plummet. Suddenly, the dragon roared in the sky. The sea of clouds rolled, the dragon swept across, and a figure mixed with thunder came fury. It stood in front of Guo Xiang. The golden wolf felt that the tiger's mouth was hot and the sword in his hand had lost.
Say, where did you get this tingling sword?
As soon as he calmed down, he was facing him with sharp eyes. His domineering and majestic aura made the golden wolf unable to breathe. His knees couldn't help but soften and he almost fell to the ground.
After Yu Ting'er saw it clearly, she burst into tears and laughed silently, saying in her heart: I knew he would not stand by and watch, he would definitely come back...
Looking at the people on the stage with their eyes fixedly, they became obsessed for a moment
Long Hui had been searching for the trace of the Sword of the Sword for a long time but could not find it. When he was distressed, he suddenly felt the breath of the Sword of the Sword, so he rushed immediately. However, when he saw the Sword of the Sword in the hands of a Tartar, he was furious in his heart. If it weren't for asking Yu Xiuting's whereabouts, he would have sent him to Huangquan with one palm.
Faced with an inexplicable enemy, Jinlang gritted his teeth and snorted: The Han people have no ability, they are just good at bullying the few with the more!
Long Hui was upset, raised his hand and slapped the golden wolf's teeth, and said coldly: I'll ask you where this sword comes from!
Jinlang covered his mouth, glared at Long Hui, and said: You...you are so brave...
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped again
Where did the sword come from?
Long Hui still said a cold sentence, and no matter who it is, he feels inexplicably chilling.
The golden wolf's heart trembled and replied obediently: This... this sword was given to me by the Lord when I won the first warrior in Mongolia!
Master?
Isn't the Tartars's saint Kublai Khan... The sword is there, and the Lord Yu Gu will never throw his sword down. Could it be that she already?
Long Hui felt a chill in his heart, and his heart was confused: No, how could Master Yu’s martial arts be dangerous?...When she entered this Qiankun Realm, would there be any accident that would cause all her skills to be lost...
Thinking of this, the most terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Long Hui's mind. Yu Xiuting, who had lost his power or was seriously injured, fell into the Mongolian army... The dogs and Tartars would slaughter every city, rape and plunder, and do everything evil. If the Lord Yu Gu fell into their hands...
Long Hui no longer dared to think further, his nose sore, and his heart was filled with sorrow and anger.
Jinlang felt that Long Hui had already had murderous intentions, so he took action first, picked up Huang Peru's internal strength and slapped it with his palm.
Long Hui glared at him, grabbed the golden wolf's wrist and only spit out two words: Go to the death!
Then, with five fingers, the powerful force crushed the golden wolf's wrist, followed by the fire's true energy burning violently, the golden wolf's fireless spontaneously ignited, accompanied by screams and screams turned into ashes
The thunderous anger was raging, and the scene shocked everyone. The Mongolian delegation suddenly caused an uproar. Lama Banner shouted: What a southern barbarian, who dared to use demonic magic to kill our Mongolian warriors. In the future, the army will come to the city and will slaughter you all over the city!
Black Death, who is also the Thirteen-winged one, also said: Kill all of you, the Han dogs, and turn your wives and daughters into slaves and prostitutes!
The last sentence seemed to sprinkle salt on Long Hui's wound, triggering endless murderous opportunity
Humph, Mongolian army?
Long Hui angrily swept his eyes and said, "I will kill all of you dogs, Tartars, to make sacrifices to comfort her spirit in heaven!"
Before he finished speaking, his body moved and he stepped into the shed instantly. The sword of the slashed over the top and cut it. Lama Banna divided it into two halves from head to toe. Blood, internal organs and brains spilled all over the floor. Everyone present, both Han and Mongolian, were shocked, and many people vomited
Then Long Hui's cold front slashed again, Feiying immediately had a different head, and the six masters were now only one black death left.
At the moment of survival, Black Death bet on life, took a deep breath, his body swelled like a ball, like a frog, but his eyes were small, like a mouse
Wow!
The black death mouth opened and a mouthful of black mist was sprayed out. It was the strange poisonous black evil spirit condensed from the Thirteen Wings!
The poisonous fog spreads, so don't be close to anyone, but it's not at all in Longhui's eyes. Compared with the poisonous skills of the snake clan, this small poison is simply a witch.
Long Hui raised his hand and condensed the Black Evil Death Aura, and then slowly divided it into countless small black airs, surrounding Long Hui.
The lowly Tartars, I remember everything you said just now
Long Hui showed a cold and cruel smile, and I will give you the most unique death!
Hei Di was so scared that he ran out of his mind. He kept asking for help in Mongolian words. Long Hui was not in a hurry to chase him, so he just let him call for help.
Hearing his screams, the Mongolian soldiers escorting the delegation immediately returned to the schoolyard and surrounded the entire schoolyard. The number of people was 500.
Guo Xiang angrily scolded: It is hopeless that so many Tartar soldiers have been allowed to enter the city!
Other martial arts people also scolded
Black Death fled into the army, his heart was much more stable, and he shouted: Hurry, kill them all!
Guo Xiang shouted: This is the capital of the Song Dynasty, how can you, such a group of Tartars, be presumptuous!
Hei Di sneered: What is the capital of the Song Dynasty? Our army had captured Xiangyang last night. Lu Huanwen took the lead in surrendering. It won’t take long for Lin'an to be finished!
Hearing this, Guo Xiang lost his beauty and was stiff, and tears rolled down like pearls.
Long Hui smiled gloomyly and picked up a trace of black death poison gas at will. Then he shot it, and the black silk poison gas suddenly turned into a poison gas sword, piercing through a Yuan soldier.
In addition to toxins, this poisonous gas sword also gathers Long Hui's true energy, which doubles its power. As soon as it enters the body, it will suck blood and melt bones. The whole person immediately turns into a ball of mud, and dies bitterly.
Long Hui continued to blink his fingers, and the sword energy flew out one after another. These Mongolian elite soldiers who were scattered in the world were like ants mud in the face of the real dragon. None of the five hundred yuan troops were spared, and all turned into blood mud in the mud.
Looking at his subordinates' death in a blink of an eye, Hei Death had his eyes turned white and his crotch was incontinent
Long Hui said coldly: I've given it to you!
Before he finished speaking, his sleeves shook, and the remaining poisonous gas rushed to Heidi, pouring in from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, eroding his internal organs, muscles and bones bit by bit
First, the leg bones were dissolved, and Black Death sat on the ground with a loud bang, and then the poisonous gas slowly crushed the arm bones. In the end, the kidneys, liver, spleen and other internal organs were also filled with the poisonous gas. This true energy just protected Black Death's heart and brain, protected its vitality, and kept him awake, enduring the pain of broken muscles and bones and ulceration of the internal organs.
Long Hui wiped out all the five hundred yuan army in a row, and the heroes in the Central Plains cheered and all covered their stomachs and vomited
Yu Ting'er vomited pale and sweated all over her head. At this time, Long Hui walked to her side and reached out to pat her pink back. Yu Ting'er's aura suddenly went smoothly, her disgusting feeling disappeared, and her face turned red again.
Long Hui asked softly: Miss Yu, please tell me, most of them are in that direction?
Yu Ting'er pointed to the north and said: Just cross the Yellow River and go to the quilt.
Long Hui smiled and said: Thank you!
After saying that, he turned around and left
Yu Ting'er's throat suffocated, her heart pounded wildly, and she shouted: Brother Long, what are you going to do in Dadu?
Long Hui slowly turned around and indifferently spit out two words to kill someone!
Next time: The true dragon burns the capital with anger, and flees with fear and flees with its tail. The Buddhas of Thunder and Sound appear in the Dharma body. The Tathagata's Ksitigarbha will transform into swords and swords may not be even more important tomorrow and the next time will be the wedding candle.
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