"City Lord Guo, step aside!"

Tang Xuanming gave orders indifferently, and the robe on his body was thrown away by him, revealing the cold armor inside.

Guo Jing silently swung out a dragon descending eighteen palms, forcing back the Golden Wheel Dharma King, recorded in the Nine Yin True Scripture in the light skill of the snake form of the raccoon flip, the movement was extremely fast, the whole person walked on the ground like a snake, pulling the young man who was fighting with Darba over.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King knew that something was wrong, and the whole person followed him like a shadow, following Guo Jing's steps.

But before he could catch up, a rain of crossbow bolts flew down, sealing off all the spaces he was hiding.

He let out a roar as he looked up to the sky, took off his robes, and used them as spears to block countless arrows, but even then, there were still sporadic arrows stuck in his body.

The crossbow arrows that could pierce the cowhide could only pierce his body, and could not penetrate deeply, which shocked the martial arts people watching from afar.

But many of the Imperial Forest Army just pushed back indifferently, and the reserves that had already been equipped with crossbow arrows stepped forward, and another round of ten thousand arrows was fired.

"Roar!"

Darba was far from having the same strong internal strength and physique as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and the first round of crossbow arrows had already left him scarred and bleeding all over the ground.

The second bolt was about to fire again, turning him into a hedgehog once and for all, and he roared angrily and charged at the surrounding Guards.

What ushered in was only cold arrows, and this Mongolian master, who already had a first-class master force in the martial arts, and whose internal strength and physique were extremely amazing, had no chance to get close to the Imperial Forest Army under such rounds of crossbow arrows.

fell to the ground a foot away from the Imperial Forest Army, like a dying tiger, let out a low roar, and he did not show the slightest fear until he died.

Tang Xuanming, who was sitting indifferently at the top, nodded and said, "Bury this warrior!"

The Imperial Guards nodded silently, like one weapon after another, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King in the center of the clearing would be forced back by a rain of arrows every time he attacked, and when he wanted to block the arrows forcefully and charge again.

Guo Jing, who had already bought time, would appear in front of him to assault, and the loud dragon groan would sound around him, so that no one dared to venture in.

"Collapse!"

Tang Xuanming was holding a big bow that was the same height as him, and the bowstring was full by him, and what collapsed was an arrow.

His timing was so good that it happened to be in the blind spot of the Golden Wheel Dharma King's vision, just when his old power was gone and the new power was not born, when the Golden Wheel Dharma King found out, the arrow had already arrived at his side, piercing his left rib, making him let out a cry of pain and almost wilted to the ground.

Tang Xuanming himself is a top master, and he understands that these martial arts masters are extremely sharp in their sense of crisis, so his arrows never directly attack the Golden Wheel Dharma King's death hole, but instead cut the flesh with a blunt knife and tore off a piece of flesh from the Golden Wheel Dharma King's body little by little, and drained the blood of this powerful beast little by little.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water, every time the Golden Wheel Dharma King wants to risk death to assault, Tang Xuanming's arrow and Guo Jing's eighteen dragon descending palms will make him have to go backwards and retreat back to the center of the field.

And as the arrows rained down, his movement became more and more difficult, and his surroundings seemed to usher in a good harvest of rice, full of dense arrows.

And the speed at which the Golden Wheel Dharma King flashed and moved was getting slower and slower.

"Collapse!"

As Tang Xuanming shot again, the Golden Wheel Dharma King couldn't dodge, and was pierced through the calf by an arrow, and he finally stopped frantically pounced in the field, but sat cross-legged in the field, folded his hands, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

"Keep firing the arrows!"

Tang Xuanming keenly felt that there was still a vitality in the Golden Wheel Dharma King's body that had not been cut off, and it was still constantly twisting in his body, if someone approached him at this time, he would be able to maintain the strongest blow.

Even the Central Plains Five Absolute will be severely injured under this desperate blow, this is the blow that he risked all his life, and it will definitely reach the peak of history.

Tang Xuanming had already sensed this situation, and he would not move forward.

Just looking at him indifferently, when the Golden Wheel Dharma King heard the cold order, he finally stopped pretending, and the exposed skin of the whole person faintly turned pale gold.

Staring at Tang Xuanming with an extremely terrifying gaze, with a little footstep, a big pit exploded on the ground in an instant, and the distance of nearly ten zhang between him and Tang Xuanming actually crossed in an instant.

The power of the dragon elephant contained in his body erupted into a world-shattering blow, which would not be inferior to his strength at the peak moment when he reached the tenth layer of the dragon elephant prajna skill, and this blow also took away all the vitality and vitality in his body.

No matter whether the person in front of him is dead or alive, he will not survive.

"How could the Mongolian State die so aggrieved, how could I not die if I didn't drag a privy envoy!"

He was roaring in his heart, roaring.

Guo Jing just stood silently in place, he felt an extremely terrifying sword aura emanating from the privy envoy's body, the strength of that ancient sword qi, he had never seen it in his life.

The entire rivers and lakes are carrying swords and swords, but people who can really have such sword intent can't be seen in the entire rivers and lakes.

The world of swordsmen has long passed, and this era belongs to internal forces.

"Poof!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's punch stayed in Tang Xuanming's eyebrows, but it would never touch Tang Xuanming.

The sword pinned to the wooden handle at Tang Xuanming's waist was already out of his body, and the sword that had been ridiculed by ordinary Jianghu knights flashed with cold light, and instantly penetrated the powerful body of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Guo Jing, who was far away, sighed: "Good sword." ”

It is indeed a good sword, the style is different from today, it is more like an ancient sword in the pre-Qin era, the shape is simple, but what does not change is its sharpness.

Qin Shi Mingyue ranked first in the famous sword rankings, Tianwen, and Tang Xuanming's sword easily pierced his chest during the entry period of the Ant Emperor Method.

And because of this sword, which he had brought to the altar, was now pinned to his waist with his descending.

The silver-haired old man who saw this scene almost shuddered and fell from the tree, and he never imagined that such a superb famous sword would be pinned in the wooden sheath.

The cold light of that forest is enough to make any famous sword in this era ashamed, it is the arrogance of Qin Shi Mingyue who belongs to the Zhongwu world.

In the world where all kinds of strange secret techniques such as yin-yang techniques exist, Tianwen can still be ranked as the first sword in the world.

"Boom!"

Tang Xuanming indifferently put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, and was pierced through the brain by a sword, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who should have cut off his breath, calmly left his last words.

"The iron hoofs of the great Mongols will be crushed, and all your pride, they will kill you, and they will insult your wives and daughters, and they will sing on your beds......"

"Chop off his head and send it to Lin'an City, so that those literati can take a look at the demeanor of the Great Song Dynasty National Teacher, and hope they don't pee their pants. ”

Dong Jian, who was beside Tang Xuanming, sneered and cut off the head of the Golden Wheel Dharma King with a sword, and put it in a box full of lime.

The head of the Mongolian national division is enough for him to be promoted to a knighthood.