The middle of winter is approaching, the snow is falling, and the top of the Eteguhulan Mountain in November is raging with a bitter wind.

At midnight, the dark clouds hung low, gloomy as ink, and there was no moonlight between heaven and earth, and in this thick darkness, a burly figure stood upright on the top of the mountain like a spear piercing the sky.

He had a rough face, his hair was scattered haphazardly, and his eyes burned with fiery murderous intent. Even the violent snowstorm at the top of the mountain was frightened by him, and gave in to him, whimpering and not daring to approach.

At the foot of the mountain, yurts of extreme luxury are encamped here, and the stars are guarding the king's tent in the middle of the camp.

Despite the wind and snow, the whole camp was brightly lit, and the aroma of wine, meat, and fat powder accompanied by the noise of singing, dancing and drinking and feasting forcibly opened up a grand scene of pleasure in this icy and snowy land.

The owner of the royal tent is none other than Genghis Khan's third son, the current Mongolian Great Khan's son, Zhijin Ogedei.

Since the succession to the throne, Wokotai has destroyed the Jin Dynasty in the south and conquered Europe in the west. Internally, the reuse of Yelu Chu materials, the practice of Han law, the opening of science and scholars, the country is flourishing.

In the life of this emperor, the only person who ever threatened him was his younger brother, Genghis Khan's fourth son, Genghis Khan's fourth son.

Genghis Khan had four sons under his knees, and the eldest son, Jochi, had a suspicious background and was always disliked by Genghis Khan. The second son, Chagatai, was as fierce as fire, and he openly fought with Jochi many times, which was difficult to meet the expectations of the public. Therefore, at that time, only the third son Wokotai and the youngest son Torre were expected to compete for the Khan throne.

Before Genghis Khan's death, because Torre was young and his military achievements were not good, he wanted the old and important Ogedai to inherit the Khan's throne.

However, according to Mongolian tradition, the youngest son is the son of the stove who inherits the family business.

There were people in the court who adhered to the old system and strongly advocated the establishment of a young son to oppose Genghis Khan's will.

The two forces were so entangled, that the throne was vacant for two years, during which time he was put in charge of the country.

In the autumn of 1229 A.D., in order to elect a new Great Khan, the Mongol kings and important ministers gathered together to hold the Kuritai Assembly according to tradition.

The meeting lasted for forty days, and with the support of Chagatai, he finally persuaded Torre, who valued love and righteousness, with brotherly affection, to suppress all opposition forces and rightfully ascend to the throne.

It's just that, after that, Torre fought in the south and in the north, and his merits were rising. Achieving high merit is the first taboo for courtiers. And Torre's identity is even more special.

How can others sleep peacefully on the side of the couch? Wo Kotai was like a fish in his throat, and finally decided to attack his younger brother.

Through the mouth of a shaman, he claimed that he was seriously ill and had to die in order to survive.

When Torre learned of this, Starry Night rushed back to the king's tent and was anxious to see that Ogedai was seriously ill and bedridden. The love of brotherhood and the righteousness of the monarch made him voluntarily drink the water of the shaman's sin cleansing and die instead of his body.

It was the winter of 1241 A.D., nine years after Torre's death.

Wokotai and a group of princes and nobles will return from hunting, camp in Otguhulan Mountain, and prepare to drink and feast.

The night was deep, the man on the top of the mountain narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the Mongolian camp at the foot of the mountain, his left hand was shrunk in his sleeve, he kept pinching the trick and calculating, and the right hand was holding the sword trick, and a green lotus loomed in his palm.

"Hey, Suhe, if you let the Jin people and the Song people know that you are here, you will have to laugh at the belly. A playful voice abruptly appeared at the top of the mountain.

This voice is erratic, it seems to come from thousands of miles away, and it seems to be close to the ear, the timbre is peculiar, so that people can't distinguish men, women and children, and it is full of an inhuman texture. Although it was not loud, no amount of howling wind could hide it.

Sukh turned a deaf ear to this, and he couldn't stop pinch himself. In his eyes, countless tantric mantras wandered around the Mongolian camp, and the golden lotus blossomed with birth and destruction, forming a solid Buddha light array. Under the light of the Buddha, the evil aura is deep, and there are faint evil ghosts and demons lurking in the dark.

"Even if you slaughter this dragon, and your brothers are here, it will not be your turn to be the emperor, so why bother to do this loss-making deal. Hey, it's a loss, it's a loss......" The voice chattered, and said with pleasure.

Su He said expressionlessly: "I just asked you to borrow a sword, but I didn't say that I wanted to listen to your nonsense." ”

The voice smiled wryly: "Borrowing a sword is a business, and talking is a favor." ”

"Hey, it's about time. The voice suddenly changed in tone, and it was right.

Before the words fell, Su He had already jumped forward, his hands pinched like flying, hooking the time and terrain in the dark, and his body fell like a meteor, heading straight to the Mongolian camp at the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, a bleak white moonlight pierced the dark clouds in the sky, shining right on the camp. The Great Array of Buddha's Light is to communicate heaven and earth with the supreme tantric mantra, and stand by the great power of nature. At this time, Su He took advantage of the flow of the sky, attracted the power of the moon, evoked the change of terrain, and the operation of the entire large array suddenly stopped.

Su He grasped this fleeting flaw, let out a loud roar, his muscles stretched, and his hands tore towards the Buddha's light array. Two invisible forces were like two giant hands inserting into the Buddha's light array, tearing it apart inch by inch.

However, countless golden lotuses instantly burned into the wrath of the Ming King, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and also had the wrath of Vajra!

The invisible flame burned towards Sukh's body. Under the flames, two strange black gases rose into the sky, making white bones, heavenly gods, and eagles...... It is also taken directly from Sukh.

Su He snorted coldly, the blue lotus in his palm shook, and suddenly the sword qi rushed into the sky, the heavy dark clouds were shattered by the endless sword qi, and the plain white moonlight penetrated the heaven and earth.

Su Helang chanted: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Xue Ming......" Suddenly, the moonlight and the sword qi merged, and there was no difference between the moon and the sword at this time. In the moonlight, the fierce flames and black qi were all extinguished, and even the violent storm and snow between heaven and earth were stagnant at this moment.

In the Mongolian camp, an old monk who sat down suddenly opened his eyes, he pronounced the Buddha's name, the Sanskrit sound did not fall, and his body had disappeared from the place.

At the same time, in another part of the camp, two shamans who were praying on the ground glanced at each other, and with a shock of the bone staff in their hands, they also turned into black gas and disappeared from the spot.

At the camp, the guards of the night vigil invariably looked up at the sky, they could not see what was happening in the sky, but it was an instinctive fear that made these battle-fighting warriors feel breathless.

Suddenly, the originally dark sky was full of moonlight, silver light reflected the snow, and when I looked up, there was a white expanse everywhere. The next moment, they saw an unforgettable scene, in the moonlight, a figure descended from the sky like a god.

In the king's tent, the spirits and beauties are noisy. The Great Khan of Mongolia reigned on the throne and indulged in heavy drinking.

Suddenly, a Buddha light suddenly appeared in the king's tent, and then two black gases turned into shamans and wizards also appeared in front of the throne of Ogedei. A group of dancing girls and nobles who were drinking and feasting looked at the three people who suddenly appeared, and looked at each other, and there was an eerie silence in the king's tent.

Ogedai asked unhappily, "Three Masters, what happened?"

Before the words fell, a fierce cold wind violently broke through the entrance of the king's tent, and outside the king's tent, a figure was not in a hurry or slow, ignoring many guards as if they were nothing, and came straight towards Wokotai.

Defending the king's tent is the supreme glory, and those who have this honor, without exception, are brave and good at fighting, and have drunk the blood of the warriors.

But at this time, in the face of Suhe, no one had the courage to take a step forward. The moon was like water, the heavens and the earth were white, and many people fell to their knees, muttering to themselves, praying for the protection and forgiveness of the gods.

In the king's tent, everyone felt a killing intent like a substance rushing towards them, as if a fierce beast was licking and licking their throats all the time. The dancers were already curled up to the side, shivering and not daring to squeak. The nobles were dripping in cold sweat and looked at Wokotai in unison.

"Where's the wine?" asked Ogedei, holding up the golden cup.

The waiter looked like he was about to cry, and his hands trembled as he filled the Okotai with wine.

Wokotai drank all the wine in one gulp, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Dragon slayer!" Sukh replied in Mongolian.

"Presumptuous!" the shaman snapped, chanting a spell and shaking his bone staff.

Su He's footsteps paused, and in his perception, the king's tent, the emperor, and the old monk were all gone.

Mountains of bones and blood flowed, and the original Mongolian camp became a hell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The two shamans turned into Optimus Giants, their heads were born with two horns, terrifying, white bones looming on their bodies, and black flames were entwined in between.

Su He pressed the palm green lotus on his chest, and the green lotus glowed like water, gradually disappearing.

"Play the trick! Now, let's try your tricks. Su He watched Qinglian disappear and said with a sneer. Immediately, his eyes widened, the blood and qi around his body ran violently, and his sweat directly turned into steam, and the whole person was like a furnace of molten steel and wrought iron.

The two giants roared, and their mountain-sized fists blasted towards Sukh with the power of an earth-shattering shock.

The giant's fist covered the sky and the earth, and it hit Sukh without a mistake, and even the earth was shattered by this incomparable force. The shaman sorcerer struck a blow, but he didn't have the slightest joy.

"Open!" Suhe roared, the mountain shook, and the giant transformed by the shaman snorted, and the fist that hit Suhe directly turned into black gas and dissipated. Immediately, a figure rose into the sky, brazenly fighting with the two behemoths.

The people in the king's tent saw the shaman shake his bone staff, and the incoming offender stopped.

Then, the Esoteric Living Buddha who was regarded as a god by everyone announced a Buddha name, and the Dari Rulai Dharma appeared faintly behind him, with a white flesh-colored body, with 32 phases and 80 kinds of good, with a fist seal of wisdom, wearing a crown of five Buddhas, and wearing a wonderful heavenly clothes.

The sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, all kinds of troubles, and they disappeared for a while, and everyone was fascinated. However, a blue lotus that seemed to be illusory suddenly appeared on the person who came to commit the crime, and the blue light was like water, and it resisted the ubiquitous Buddha light.

Then, the earth shook, and both the guards outside the king's tent and the nobles, dancers, and waiters in the tent all felt a torrent of great power rushing towards them.

Although this impact is invisible, it is so powerful that there is no room for resistance. Everyone's consciousness seemed to be thrown into the nine heavens in an instant, and then they were deeply smashed into the abyss.

The Buddha's light receded, the green lotus dissipated, and the two shamans bled and fell to the ground, unable to struggle. With the exception of Ögedei, shamans, and tantric living Buddhas, everyone in the Mongolian camp lost consciousness in the earthquake just now.

The corners of Sukh's lips were bleeding, but he was still approaching the emperor on the throne step by step, and it seemed that there was nothing to slow him down in the slightest.

Wokotai tore off the brocade clothes on his body, pulled out his scimitar, and roared like a wolf, and got up and pounced on Su He.

Su He sneered, turned his fingers into a sword, and pointed at the center of Wo Kotai's eyebrows like lightning.

However, this finger suddenly stopped less than an inch away from the Wokotai.

Taoist talismans, tantric mantras, shamanic spells...... Countless blessings formed a dragon-shaped phantom, blocking Suhe's mortal finger.

Su He missed with one blow, and the injuries he had suffered in the fight just now suddenly reversed, almost making him unstable.

The Living Buddha looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "The destiny of heaven returns, and the supernatural power does not add to his body." Hahaha...... You're finally defeated. Senior brother, have you seen it? Subduing demons and subduing demons, just today!"

The Buddha was prosperous, the old monk pronounced a Buddha name, his hands were made lotus palms, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his body turned into a rain of light and disappeared without a trace.

And in the rain of light flying in the sky, a statue of the Great Sun Rulai appeared faintly. The law is solemn, and it is launched with one palm, which seems to be ordinary, but it has the ability to be everywhere.

Sukh had nowhere to avoid it, but to take this trick hard. He pinched his fingers, and the phantom of the green lotus on his body reappeared.

But this palm is not only the result of the living Buddha's life's work, but also the blessing of the mind power of the Buddha's beings with the secret method, even with the power of the green lotus, it is difficult to dissolve.

The light of the Buddha entered the body, and above the green lotus, the blue and yellow brilliance was stalemate for a while.

Su He's old injuries have not healed, and he has been hit hard by this, and he has long been wiped out as an ordinary person, Rao is he is holding on with amazing obsession, but his body is almost immobile.

Wokotai took advantage of the momentum and pounced, crushing Sukh to the ground. The scimitar went straight to Sukh's throat.

Hot blood splattered everywhere, and the scimitar was blocked by Sukh's left arm, and the blade slashed deep into the bone, and it couldn't be pulled out for a while.

Suhe gritted his teeth fiercely, wiped a handful of his own blood with his right hand, and grabbed Ogedei's throat tightly. The dragon-like phantom was flushed by Suhe's blood, and it actually disappeared on its own.

The shaman who fell to the side struggled and exclaimed, "Golden Blood!"

Su He stared at his blood-red eyes against Ogedai's forehead, and roared wildly: "Look who I am!

For the first time, Ogedai took a closer look at Suhe's face.

"Torrey! you, you are Torrey's child!" he wailed, with tears in the corners of his eyes, a little resentment, a lot of sadness: "It turned out to be you, you finally came to me for revenge!"

"Remember, I'm not here to avenge Torre, because you can't kill Torrey!" Su He desperately suppressed his killing intent, for fear that he would strangle the enemy in front of him before he finished speaking.

"Hahahaha, you're right, Torre died for me of his own volition, so you can die for me too!" Ogedai was red, suddenly furious, and roared and pulled out the scimitar stuck in Suhe's left hand.

Su He was in pain, and his right hand that was holding Ogedei's throat suddenly loosened.

The scimitar, with a bloody shadow, slashed at Su Hedou's head.

However, the knife was cut halfway and suddenly hung limply. Ogedei's eyes still had the afterimage of Suhe's fingers, but his burly body had already fallen to the ground.

Not far away, the shaman who couldn't afford to struggle subconsciously shrank his body: "Edgeworth Slashing Thoughts!"

Sukh's finger did not touch Ögedai's body, his body was too badly wounded to allow him to kill Ögedai with his bare hands before the scimitar cut it off, but his mind and his deeds were not weakened in the slightest.

This finger is pure sword intent, and the thought is not beheaded.

Su He looked at the wokotai who fell to the ground, even if he was a son of heaven and rich from all over the world, at this time he was just an unconscious, lingering walking corpse.

"As I said, I'm a dragon slayer. Sukh whispered, his voice a little weak for the first time in his life.

At the same time that Ogedai was beheaded, an endless wave of resentment rushed into Suhe's body.

Tantric Buddha Light, Boundless Resentment, and Qinglian Sword Qi, the three forces used Su He's body as a battlefield and entangled endlessly on Qinglian.

Sukh dragged his heavy body and walked out of the Mongolian camp step by step, and his burly body looked like he had run out of oil at this time.

However, even so, the two shamans did not have the courage to do it again, and they could only fall to the ground and watch him walk away.

After some time, a shaman broke the silence: "We, what are we going to do?"

Wokotai fell to the ground, his body still twitching slightly unconsciously, but both of them knew that the Mongolian Great Khan Ögedai was dead, and what he saw was nothing more than a stinky skin.

Another wizard looked at the Wokotai who had fallen to the ground, and said gloomily: "The Great Khan is old, and he is a heavy drinker, and it is normal for him to have some physical problems, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

The two of them understood, glanced at each other, shook the bone staff, and conjured up a stream of black qi to roll towards all the unconscious people in the Mongolian camp.

Outside Lin'an City, on an unnamed hill, a man dressed as a farmer in coarse linen clothes was sitting beside a mountain spring. A few small birds landed on his head, strolling to and fro.

Suddenly, a big man covered in mud staggered out of the woods on the side, he sat down cross-legged, and said intermittently: "I'm coming, I'm coming to return the sword, it's just that it's a little dirty." After that, the seven orifices bled and there was no longer life.

The birds were still chirping.

The man dressed as a farmer stood up and gently brushed Su He's eyes, closed his eyelids for him, stretched out his hand, and a green lotus floated out. On the lotus body, green, yellow, red, and the three-color brilliance cannot hold on.

The man held Qinglian in his hand and chanted to the mountain spring: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

November Dinghai, the big hunt. Geng Yin, but also to the Iron Iron Gu Hulan Mountain. Aodu Rahe entered the wine, the emperor drank happily, and the polar night was over. Xin Mao Chiming, the emperor collapsed in the palace. He reigned for thirteen years, and lived fifty and lived six. Buried in the valley. After the English emperor, the temple name is Taizong. ——Yuan History, Volume II, Benji II