"Where to run!"

How could Ying Zheng let these people escape under his nose, these people are all experience points in his eyes!

Ying Zheng's body was very fast, and he came behind these people in a few steps.

"Eagle Claw Gong!"

This is the kung fu that Ying Zheng is most familiar with, he kicked his feet, his body rose into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings, let out an eagle roar, five fingers opened, and grabbed one of the Mongolian soldiers.

Ying Zheng's body has been cultivating external skills for many years, and it is invincible, and under one grasp, the Mongolian soldiers were directly arrested and killed by him.

A stream of blood-red true qi invaded his body along Ying Zheng's palm, and the blood-colored true qi in his body grew stronger and stronger, and the murderous aura in Ying Zheng's eyes became heavier and heavier.

This made Ying Zheng even more excited, he didn't care whether he was practicing evil skills or not, he just needed to make sure that he was getting stronger and stronger, as long as he could be strong, it didn't matter if he was a Buddha, an immortal or a demon.

Ye Li's palms kept dancing wildly, and the wind in the air directly turned into wind blades, and each wind blade contained a deep cold killing intent.

With Ye Li as the center, dense wind blades appeared dozens of meters around, and these wind blades burst out like lasers.

Woohoo!

The wind blades gathered in the sky, each wind blade revealed a cold killing intent, their speed was extremely fast, and as if they were controlled, they attacked directly towards the Mongolian soldiers, no matter how they dodged, they were still hit in the end.

Many onlookers watched this scene in amazement, when did the Mongol soldiers become so vulnerable.

"It's scary. ”

The Mongol soldiers were terrified, when did they encounter such a thing.

In the past, they treated the Han people as pigs and dogs, and killed them at will, but now it is their turn.

"I didn't think that I could still do this with a big grapple!"

What Ying Zheng just performed was an innate one-qi grab, and this exercise could not only change the trajectory of other exercises, but also combine with the heavens to exert a jaw-dropping power.

Having experienced many worlds, Ying Zheng is no longer the Ameng of the past, he is a grandmaster-level figure who can flexibly use various martial arts.

Several Mongolian soldiers were killed, and a huge blood-colored aura invaded Ying Zheng's body, and the blood-colored aura in Ying Zheng's body grew stronger and stronger, faintly competing with the true qi of "Mixed Yuan Gong".

"Bloody Palm!"

Ying Zheng's surroundings were wrapped in a blood-colored aura, and the whole person looked extremely gloomy, making people look at it from awe, and he slapped directly at the Mongolian soldiers who fled.

The terrifying force was violently suppressed, the void trembled, and the energy was full of energy, with the body of the Mongolian soldier as the center, and the ground in all directions continued to shatter, disintegrate, and shatter under the pressure of this huge force.

The next moment, I saw that the Mongolian soldiers were surrounded by palm shadows, carrying the momentum of thunder from all directions, and the air around them seemed to be suddenly beaten into a vacuum, trying to crush everything in front of them into powder.

With a "boom", several Mongolian soldiers were directly blown up by Yingzheng.

At this moment, Yingzheng is possessed by ghosts and gods in the eyes of outsiders, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

"It's so brutal!"

"This guy is not human. ”

"It's horrible. ”

The Mongolian soldiers looked at Ying Zheng with tears in their eyes, and their hearts were full of fear, Ying Zheng had become an invincible demon king in their minds.

"Bloody Palm!"

Ying Zheng concocted the same method, slammed the ground, and his whole body ejected, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the remaining Mongolian soldiers and slapped at them.

The blood-red palm prints were mixed with a strong blood-colored aura, which looked very cold.

The sound of banging kept sounding, and several Mongolian soldiers were killed by Ying Zheng with their horses, and a thick blood-colored true qi returned to Ying Zheng's body, Ying Zheng let out a happy cry, and he felt very comfortable.

Those Mongolian soldiers were frightened by Ying Zheng, and in their eyes, Ying Zheng was shrouded in blood, his whole body was full of murderous energy, and his eyes were blood-red, like a devil who had come out of hell.

"Immortal God, what kind of monster is this?"

"Run!"

"He's a devil. ”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and said, "None of you can escape." ”

"Boom!"

The power in Ying Zheng's body was suppressed to the extreme, and it exploded in an instant.

The next moment, everyone felt that the ground under their feet seemed to tremble, and Ye Li launched it like a bazooka, and wherever he passed, the wind howled, and everything that stood in his way turned into pieces.

Ying Zheng's speed was too fast, many people could only vaguely see the afterimage, and when Ying Zheng appeared again, he had already come to the front of those Mongolian soldiers and slapped at them.

Bang! Bang!

Several Mongol soldiers could not even scream, but stood in place, their fists piercing their chests, and their bodies exploded, torn apart, and poured on the ground, staining the earth red.

"He's a monster!"

"He's a devil, let's run away quickly, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of running out of firewood." ”

"Run, run away first, and then take revenge on this kid when you go back. ”

"As long as we go back, he will no longer be able to do whatever he wants, and someone will help us teach him a lesson. ”

"Run, there may be a chance to escape. ”

"Run, run now, run as far away as possible, stay away from this devil, or you will die......"

"If we don't fight, we won't fight, we are now not at war with people, but with the devil, and it is impossible to win. ”

......

The Mongol soldiers were terrified, and their hearts were filled with fear of Yingzheng.

"As I said, none of you can run. ”

Ying Zheng brandished the long sword in his hand, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the sword qi flickered, and a sword burst out, and the power was unstoppable.

With a "boom", a sword qi that destroyed everything appeared under the firmament, and this sword was so impressive, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were going to crawl under it.

The bright sword light slashed towards the Mongolian soldiers, and under Yingzheng's sword, several more people were killed.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Ying Zheng was like a madman, crazy and furious, he stepped on the blood and bones, and at the same time blasted out several palms.

Ying Zheng slapped it with his palm, and in an instant, countless palm shadows appeared in the sky, densely packed.

Each slap contains terrifying power, and even steel will be shattered when slapped.

Several Mongolian soldiers were directly killed by Ye Li, and their bodies exploded directly, and blood mist filled the entire sky.

"The Devil...... He's a devil ......"

Many Mongolian soldiers, screaming in silence, looked at Yingzheng's gaze, full of fear.

Ying Zheng at this moment is simply terrifying, not only is he physically strong, but also cruel and amazingly lethal, every time he shoots, someone is killed.

He has only been able to make a cup of tea until now, and several people have fallen, this is the devil, no, he is more ferocious than the devil.

"Han thief, stop me. ”

There was a shout in the distance, and Ying Zheng followed the sound and saw that there were about 50 Mongolian cavalry rushing towards this side.