"Dang!"

At the last moment, Xiaolongnu pointed a sword on the iron staff, and the majestic power made Xiaolongnu's arm numb, but it successfully allowed Yang Guo to survive this lore.

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Tang Xuanming, who was in the lead, had already faced off with a Mongolian warrior, and he didn't care about the warrior's long knife at all, and punched the strong man's chest.

In the stunned gaze of the strong man with a hideous face, his knife slashed at Tang Xuanming's neck, but only a series of sparks appeared.

But his chest was completely concave, his sternum was shattered, and the beating heart was directly shattered, exploding into one piece after another.

His gaze completely dimmed, and dozens of Mongolian masters suddenly jumped out of the originally flat ground.

Each of them had a cold face, silently pulled out the long knife beside him, and looked at these five characters wearing hideous masks and black power suits, like hell devils, and rushed forward directly.

In the distance, a melodious horn sounded, the dragon pattern on Tang Xuanming's chest beating, and a pair of black and white eyes were faintly dyed with a layer of gold, as if they were painted with a layer of gold, and the Mongolian cavalry could be seen turning over and getting on their horses several miles away.

With murderous intent on their faces, the Mongolian cavalry with outstanding bodies raised their long swords, and their excellent riding skills allowed them to fall down with the war horses under them, making the war horses under them sprint more and more easily.

With the speed of their horses, it would not take long to get here.

And into the Mongolian army, even if the entire Central Plains martial arts all appear here, they will die under the siege of hundreds of thousands of troops.

"Retreat, don't fight!"

Tianwen came out of the sheath, and the three Mongolian strong men fell down like this with their throats clutched, and the electric light god was exerted, this supreme light skill from the pre-Qin Dynasty made Tang Xuanming bring out countless phantoms, and just by virtue of Tianwen's sharpness and his speed, the five martial arts masters who were hostile to Yang Guo Xiaolongnu fell to the ground.

As for Huang Yaoshi and the old urchin Zhou Botong, they had already solved their opponents, and when they heard Tang Xuanming's words, they rushed to Xiangyang City without saying a word.

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu glanced at each other, and did not hesitate, vaguely felt that the earth was trembling, and saw the Mongolian army that was sprinting a few miles away, and the billowing smoke and dust swept here crazily, like a storm.

And Tang Xuanming looked at Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu who were far away, and did not flee directly.

Helping the mask on his face, a bloody smile appeared on his face under the mask, and Tianwen instantly flew out of his hand and rushed straight to Xiao Xiangzi, the master of Xiangxi, who was in the lead.

There was a faint dragon roar in the void - the Zonghengjia stunt hundred-step flying sword.

The tall and thin, ghost-like Xiao Xiangzi didn't even have time to react, only had time to exclaim: "Flying sword!"

The head was already floating high, and the headless corpse fell heavily into the dust, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The top Mongols have collected from all over the world, and some of them speak Persian, and some of them are even from further afield Europe.

They all have different skin colors, languages, and cultures, but they are undoubtedly the best in their respective countries.

They came here to ambush with confidence, wanting to let the martial arts people of the Great Song Dynasty appreciate the strength of the heroes of the Western Regions.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a terrible thing.

Tang Xuanming sneered, he had to pull the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong to complete the assassination together, it was because he had not yet reached the real peak, and he still needed a period of cultivation.

But now, the precious medicinal materials that have continued for hundreds of years have filled dozens of wagons, and now those medicinal materials are all in his stomach, turning into majestic essence.

"He's ...... on the left"

A strong man with blond hair and blue eyes roared, and all the top players attacked the left, and the impermeable blade sealed all the space.

The warrior from Mongolia in the lead already had excitement in his pupils, and his long knife had already touched the clothes of the man in black.

And the man in black didn't move, he slashed directly, and the surprise on his face was not there, but turned into horror.

"Oops!"

There was not the slightest feeling of force in their hands, and the black shadow in front of them slowly dissipated, it was the afterimage that remained in their field of vision, the mysterious man with the grimace mask was too fast.

"I guessed wrong!"

Tang Xuanming floated over the head of the blond-haired and blue-eyed strong man, and Tianwen instantly crossed his neck.

The strong man quickly turned around, wanting to raise the long sword in his hand and pierce the elusive Great Song man with a sword.

But to his astonishment, he found that his vision was getting lower and lower, and finally his eyes went black, and he lost all his vision.

And in the eyes of his companions, the moment this fierce strong man turned around, his head flew up directly, and he fell to the ground, and the blood spurting from his neck spilled all over their faces.

That mysterious ghost-faced man took out his sword too quickly, and the sword qi on the sword was too sharp, so that people could wipe his entire neck with a sword without noticing, which would cause this terrifying scene.

Woo!

The melodious sound of the horn is getting closer and closer to this side, and the sound of the war horse charging is connected, as if beating the war drum between heaven and earth.

"Don't panic, no matter how terrible his methods are, as long as we can hold him back for a moment, the follow-up Mongol army will be able to ......"

One of the samurai who participated in the ambush saw that something was wrong, and everyone scattered in a panic, and if they did not join together, they would be easily killed.

He wanted to change all that, but before he could finish speaking, his head fell off his neck.

Many sharp-eyed warriors only vaguely saw a grimace mask, which originally had a tendency to condense and exploded in an instant, frantically rushing in the direction of the Mongolian cavalry.

This completely made them lose all their defenses, and they didn't cause much trouble to Tang Xuanming in a scattered mess.

He was still leisurely advancing forward, and this group of martial arts masters with keen six senses could only despair when they saw one head after another flying away, and then Tang Xuanming leisurely made up a punch, and that head was bombarded into flesh and blood by the terrifying internal force.

The keen six senses made them almost crazy, and a group of people scattered and ran wildly without letting them support for a moment.

The grimace mask became a nightmare in everyone's hearts, as if it was really a seductive messenger from hell.

Nemo Xing, who was running wildly at the forefront, felt his body tremble, and he could not help but show ecstasy when he saw the look on the face of the Mongolian cavalry charging at the forefront.

But soon he was devastated, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the grimace mask.

This made him cry out frantically: "Don't you want to die, kill me, you won't be able to escape." ”

The man with the grimace mask did not answer, and the terrifying sword was raised again, but the grim smile on the grimace seemed to mock.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry, the head flew high and then exploded into a sky of flesh out of thin air.

And the demonic figure with the grimace mask rose high, raising the heads of tens of thousands of charging cavalry.

In the bright moonlight, the mask seemed to glow, and on this strange night, at the foot of the strange ghost-faced man, was a flesh mill.

Meng Ge, who was behind the Mongolian army, also saw the strange figure that rose into the air, and the figure flew higher and higher, and rose to a height of 100 zhang with a mouthful of internal force.

It was like a devil, which shocked countless Mongolian cavalry.

Even the Mongolian general who led the troops thought that he had fallen into the abyss of hell, as if there was really a ghost of hell coming to hook the soul.

Huang Yaoshi and the others, who had already withdrawn for hundreds of zhang, turned around and were shocked to see this scene.

The old naughty boy Zhou Botong said in surprise: "What kind of light skill is this, it's so fun, it's really fun, I want to learn it too." ”

The Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master said in shock: "With a mouthful of internal force to pull out a distance of a hundred zhang high out of thin air, no one in the entire Jianghu Martial Arts has ever been able to do this, he is really not a mortal, but I don't know how he escaped from under the iron hooves of Mongolia?"

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu were equally surprised, their footsteps did not stop, Yang Guo did not receive all kinds of worldly education, his mind was more lively and flexible, and said: "Since he is a celestial who has been born into the world, he chooses to stay there, of course there is a way for him to leave." ”

"It is rumored that he rode a dragon to the world that day, could it be that now he is going to ride a dragon again?"

They were making all kinds of speculations, but the general of the Mongol army roared angrily: "Shoot the arrow, shoot that demon to death." ”

The Mongol army seemed to wake up from its sleep, and countless arrows flew out, completely enveloping the space hundreds of zhang in front of them.

And Tang Xuanming, who had risen to the top, smiled indifferently, as if he had completed a grand performance, his left hand pressed on his chest and bowed slightly, turning into a cloud of smoke and dissipating at the moment when the stillness was about to touch him.

The hundred schools of pre-Qin princes, which are as famous as the law of Shushan Dream Butterfly - Taoist escape method!

The Mongol cavalry's eyes widened, but they saw only hundreds of arrows falling from the sky, and not even a single hair of the mysterious figure was touched.

In the darkness of the night, only a wisp of smoke slowly dissipated.

Tens of thousands of troops looked at each other, staying where they were, forgetting to even charge.

Meng Ge, who saw this scene from afar, was shocked and asked himself, "Is there really an immortal god in the world?"

No one was able to answer his question.