The face of the handsome Boyan was cloudy, but he also gave an order very decisively: Capture Guo Jing alive at all costs!

Ah Shu only thinks about killing people, but he looks at the problem from the position of the boss, what are these two return guns, as long as Guo Jing can win them, this return cannon will only be able to be rebuilt after a month.

It is impossible to kill, and blood is flying all over the sky.

Guo Jing's eyes were red.

It's not that he rushed out of the city alone, Meng Gong also knew that at this time it was the key to life and death, if he was determined to defend it, just relying on the low walls of Fancheng, I was afraid that it would not take much time, especially now that the Tartars still have such siege artifacts, plus the soldiers are divided into places, and they are all attacking together, so that the help between Xiangfan and Fan can't be taken care of.

Meng Gong has been using troops for a long time, and in the face of this situation, it can be said that he has made the worst choice for himself and the best for the situation.

Storm the Tartar army formation to create conditions for Guo Jing to destroy the siege artifact return cannon.

Guo Jing really lived up to expectations, impacting the 10,000-strong array, never stopped, no one could stop him, no one could have imagined that his arms suddenly shook, and there were tens of millions of catties of huge force surging out, and now the Nine Yin Xuangong has been completed, and the internal force has already reached the realm of endless life, as long as it is not an instantaneous overload and extremely high-intensity explosion, it is completely able to kill seven in and seven out.

Fortunately, the Tartars are crowded, and the people are like a tide, and it seems that he also has many scruples, and he has never entertained him with ten thousand arrows, otherwise no matter how high Guo Jing's martial arts are, it will be difficult to please him.

Just looking at the catapult surrounded by dozens of heavy-armored warriors with a strange shape, Guo Jing really played the demeanor of the first person who belonged to the two eagles, only to see him drink in a deep voice, and burst out with the strongest blow ever, and the palms of the two palms were discharged several palms one after another, each palm was enough to have the power of a thousand pounds, the palm power of the palms and made a palm, boom, and one of the catapults was blown upside down, the arm was broken, and more than ten strong men rolled down on it, most of whom were crushed to death by this life.

The Song army's military formation was already headed by Guo Jing, and at this time, an extremely loud horn erupted, which seemed to vent all the grievances and grievances that had come out these days~.

Seeing the collapse of this behemoth that had plundered the lives of countless soldiers defending the city, Guo Jing's heart was also indescribably happy, and he couldn't bear to let out a long howl, and aimed his eyes at another return cannon.

He repeated his old tricks, but he only turned around a few times to take up and down, and then swept to a distance of more than ten feet from the return cannon, and the Tartar general was shocked and shouted, "Release the arrows!" ”

All of a sudden, arrows flew like locusts, filling the entire space.

"Good time!"

Guo Jing took a deep breath, his chest sank, but his abdomen bulged, and he dragged his left hand with both hands, as if dragging an invisible grinding disc, intercepting all the arrows in the air.

gave Guo Jing a push, and he shot back at double speed, penetrating dozens of people at once!

Taking advantage of this gap, Guo Jing once again pulled out his body and swept up, and the Dragon Descending Divine Palm once again used it without reservation, the same huge force, a loud dragon roar, and even turned the scattered frame of this cannon shock, the horse neighed, and the dust was raised.

Ah Shu looked at the destruction of the two Huihui cannons that had taken a lot of time to build and built miraculous feats, the morale of the Song army was greatly boosted, the pressure of the front army increased sharply, and he beat his chest angrily, and screamed, he couldn't wait to pull out his horse and kill Guo Jing immediately!

Boyan stopped him with a calm face, and asked the deputy generals on the left and right: "Has Xi Kunlun been dispatched?" ”

The left and right deputy generals were still looking at Guo Jing with an unbelievable gaze, at this time, since his goal had been achieved, he had no love for war, and went back to the circuit. "Lord Xi Kunlun has been dispatched!"

Boyan sat on the horse, nodded slightly, and showed a smile: Guo Jing, Guo Jing, although your martial arts are high, you can't reverse the general trend after all!

War is comprehensive.

Above the Han River, under the city of Xiangyang, there was a chaotic battle between the two armies, although the Mengyuan side was mostly a fierce soldier, and the city in the Southern Song Dynasty did not lose blood, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the entire Xiangfan area was bleeding and drifting.

Guo Jing destroyed these two return cannons, but the Mongolian army was like a sea, not only rushing in, but never afraid to retreat, but strangely excited to encircle him inside, obviously under the command of the commander of the Chinese army.

Seeing a commotion in the enemy's formation~, Guo Jing fell into a rare calm. All the shouts and killings around me seemed to be cut off from this world.

As long as the person in front of him is there, no one dares to get close to him within three feet, and this distance is still expanding.

Because he is the invincible West Kunlun in the world, he is the god of war in the heart of Mengyuan and the country.

However, Guo Jing knew more about this person, Guo Jing stared at the man who came to the wind, and remembered some secret origins about Xi Kunlun, which Su Liu told him before leaving.

Guo Jing said calmly: "Should I call you Xi Kunlun, or call you Liang Xiao." ”

The corners of Liang Xiao's mouth twitched~ and said, "Liang Xiao is dead, and it is Xi Kunlun who is alive now." You will know what my identity can be, Fancheng will still be broken today, as long as the city is broken, the soldiers of the three armies will inevitably slaughter the city for three days. It doesn't hurt if I tell you more, my father is Liang Wenjing, and you should know him too. ”

"It turned out to be Wen Jing's son!"

Guo Jing said in a generous voice, "Your father is also a good minister of the Great Song Dynasty, he fought against Meng Yuan with me in the past, and there are thousands of brothers under him, and he has also killed tens of thousands of Tartars, if he is taught to look at you like this, what will he think?" ”

Compared with the original book, Liang Wenjing's fate has undergone wonderful changes.

"What would you think?"

Liang Xiao sneered: "What did he think when my father was imprisoned? People are dead, so what else is there to say. My father was killed by your Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, this dog emperor allowed people to be treacherous, brutalized Zhongliang, only listened to Jia Rudao's slander, and locked my father in the prison, so that he died of depression, I want Xiangyang City to destroy the country, sacrifice his spirit in the sky, otherwise, it is not enough to be a son of man! ”

"I only have one question, to ask you for someone."

Guo Jing's thick eyebrows furrowed, he had already felt the hatred and murderous intent on Liang Xiao's body that could not be dissolved. Today's saints really reuse traitors and villains, and what they do is only for pleasure, and he can't see it.

"Please."

Liang Xiao carried his hands on his back, dressed in a green shirt, and fell in the midst of tens of millions of troops, his clothes were hunting, but no one could see that this was the killing god in the Mengyuan army.

"The world only knows that there is Xi Kunlun, but they don't know that there is Liang Xiao, are you still guilty about half of your Han blood, and you dare not face it?" Guo Jing asked a question that both he and Su Liu wanted to know.

Liang Xiao was slightly stunned, then laughed out loud, and said: "My father is Han, my mother is a Mongolian royal family, what kind of person do you say I am?" ”

"Han, Mongol?"

He laughed for a while, gradually calmed down, and said: "It doesn't matter to anyone, whoever is good to me, I am also good to whom, and whoever can't stand me, I want him to pay back ten times." You want to use words to downplay my murderous intentions, it's impossible. ”

Guo Jing sighed: "What you said is right, but the way to solve the problem is too extreme." ”

Liang Xiao said: "Are you saying that I did something wrong, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, I understand the truth, just like you, but I am not a hero, let alone you, draw yourself as a prison, do whatever I want." “

Guo Jing said: "If you do something wrong, you always feel guilty, and you still don't repent." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Liang Xiao silently, and there was too much mild regret in his eyes.

Liang Xiao sneered and said, "It's not a pity to make a mistake, don't look back if you lose your footing." I just want to have a good time, kill 30 million enemies, and temporarily store the heads of Jia Yidao, Yun Shu and the Southern Song Dynasty Dog Emperor, and I will take them myself in the near future. ”

The weight of this person's murderous nature is admittedly rare, and Guo Jing has no choice but to persuade: "Jia Rudao is the prime minister, but he has been in power for a long time, and he can't do it for a long time, after all, he will be liquidated by the suspicion of the saint, and your father's grievance can also be redressed~ ......"

"It doesn't matter, just break Fancheng, I will go to kill this dog thief, and then go to Lin'an to kill your Southern Song Emperor, do what I say, and never boast."

Liang Xiao sneered and continued: "If you want me to retreat, it's easy, ask the emperor to come and kneel in front of my father's grave to repent!" ”

Xi Kunlun's arrogance has reached the extreme, and he even asked the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty to apologize for their crimes.

Guo Jing listened to the sobbing and sad horn, sighed softly, and said: "Alas, your father is your mother, willing to resign from the official position, but he still can't die well, he is good at martial arts, and he doesn't escape from prison, he is really a well-known man, you can avenge your father, and you are also a bloody man, but your temperament is too extreme and extreme. ”

"Yun Shu is the general who leads the army, what kind of enmity do you have?"

"The amount is small, not a gentleman, non-toxic and not a husband. My father was foolish and faithful all his life, and if he took up the first half of the sentence, I will occupy the second half of the sentence. ”

Liang Xiao looked at the Huihui cannon that was destroyed by Guo Jing's crazy palm, and there was a look of depression on his face, and said, "As for Yun Shu, this person also deserves to die." What kind of Feiyu Army, known as the elite for a while, is actually just a rabble of bandits and bandits, a few years ago, they ambushed Mengyuan grain and grass, and the rebel army killed my sister A Xue, new hatred and old hatred, always have to be liquidated. ”

Guo Jing's two thick eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, and he was depressed in his heart, so he didn't get entangled. Suddenly there was a sharp sound in the air, his eyes were like lightning, but he saw a long arrow like a thunderbolt, approaching his shoulder at an unparalleled speed, and the black arrow feathers had a solemn aura. However, in the eyes of such a master, the speed of the arrow seemed to be slowed down, and Guo Jing copied the long arrow in his hand as soon as he copied it.

Looking up, under the banner of the Chinese army, a strong man in golden helmet and golden armor was staring at him coldly, and shouted: "Xi Kunlun, take him!" ”

"The great head is here, who will take it?"

Guo Jing laughed loudly, turned his hand and projected the arrow branch in his palm~ out, a little cold shot out, and instantly skewered several hideous Tatar cavalry into a sugar gourd.

The so-called mercy is not in charge of the soldiers, benevolence and chivalry are like Guo Jing, and at this time he also has a hot hand, he threw an arrow to shock everyone, and then shot at Liang Xiao, the current glimmer of life fell on Liang Xiao's body, if he was forced to retreat, there would still be a glimmer of life.

Guo Jing's arms shook sharply, and it was the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that were made, and this fierce palm technique also fused with the dragon capture skill that Su Liu inadvertently revealed, and now it is the real dragon descending divine palm.

The dragon descending god palm, the world's palm is unparalleled, only the iron palm can be strong.

Guo Jing's foundation is still unbelievably stable, solid as a rock, indestructible, with one palm, the airflow is torn, condensing into a golden dragon of true qi, straight to Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao felt this majestic force head-on, like thousands of waves swept in, and he was faintly surprised: Before this Guo Jingyue, although his skills were terrifying, he clearly did not have this level of palm power, why was he not seen in January, and his skills were so refined?

It's just that this time he has him alone, and the rest of Mongolia screams and gives up a large distance, and it seems that a black strange tide surrounds the two of them.

The battle between the two is already the focus of the battlefield.

In the face of Guo Jing's palm, although Liang Xiao was slightly surprised, but he was not frightened, his body was as calm as a mountain, his qi condensed dantian, and his right hand was a palm in the air, which was pushed out from afar, such as the mystery of the Beidou.

One palm is strong and fierce, and the other is faint and invisible, like the shadows of the heavens and stars.

There was a thunderclap in the air.

Guo Jing's figure flickered, and he swept up again, but he saw that his thick eyebrows were like knives, and he practiced a few palms, and the golden palm strength was condensed between his palms, which was as dazzling as a golden dragon, and Liang Xiao did not dare to slack off, and did his best to use the mysteries in the hands of Xingluosan, and his hands performed the number of Zhou Tiandou, and the two fought together, and for a while, they couldn't even suppress Guo Jing.

The true qi is diffuse, but it does not eliminate the invisible, and the surrounding ground exploded, causing the three armies to shake, and the martial arts of these two people are already earth-shattering, and their gestures are as terrifying as the earth-shattering.

Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows, his palm suddenly changed, and he turned into the wishful magic hand of the black water master Xiao Qianjue, the black water was surging, sweeping the world, and the palm shadow flashed wildly like the black water phantom in an instant, Guo Jing's heart was cold, and he was about to respond, but he saw that Liang Xiao's palm changed again, and the wishful magic hand was transformed into a three-talent return to the Yuan palm, and he walked ten square steps, but this time it was the mastery of the ram feather.

This kind of change is equivalent to having the three great masters in the Absolute Universe attack him in an instant, which is simply unbelievable, and it can even better understand the changes.

Guo Jing's advantage lies in his deep foundation, and the most fearless thing is to make a decision with others, but he is stupid by nature, and for such an ultimate way of change, he is still inferior to the top master of spiritual change, and he doesn't want Liang Xiao's vision to be so vicious and can see through this.

The master is against the enemy, and it is not a whim~ The two of them use their skills stupidly to be tough with each other.

Every detail, every subtle movement, and even the change of time can be transformed into a good opportunity to defeat the enemy.

Liang Xiao is obviously well versed in this, since he has seen through Guo Jing's weaknesses, he is actually equivalent to winning this game.

In terms of skill, he is not inferior to Guo Jing, but the breadth of martial arts is so extensive that even Guo Jing, who is proficient in the mysteries of several martial arts, is amazed, or amazed by his talent.

First of all, the stars of the evolution of the heavens scattered, and then the unprovoked wishful magic hand, the three talents of the Yuan Palm that concealed the heaven and the earth, and even the kung fu of the Tantric nine-character mantra, the battle array was in front, and he was not much worse, Guo Jing was contemplating his mind and guarding the gods, and only used the Dragon Descending Divine Palm to fight the enemy, but he fell into a bitter passive defense.

Rao is like this, the two figures shuttled abruptly, it was difficult to capture the real location of the two, and they could only watch the golden dragon-like palm power lingering in the air, and the indifferent and invisible but unprovoked palm shadow was entwined together, the air flow was sensational, and a pillar of earth exploded on the ground from time to time.

When the heaven and earth of the real fight changed color, the three armies won the gods.

Until now, Boyan put down the five-stone longbow in his hand, and sighed according to the knife, he is the commander of Meng Yuan, and he is also the eldest disciple of Xiao Qianjue, the master of Heishui, and his martial arts are first-class in his eyes.

A series of violent noises came from the air, and it was the thunderclap sound of Guo Jing and Liang Xiao breaking the void and tearing the airflow. At this time, it was already a hundred moves, and the two of them were still tireless, and every move they made was full of killer moves. Liang Xiao also gave Guo Jing the respect he deserved, and all kinds of hole card methods were used one by one, and his skills were condensed to the extreme.

Only at this time, in the midst of the strength of the golden long dragon's palm, Liang Xiao suddenly let out a long roar, pulled himself up, moved his palm like a knife, and slashed horizontally with the blade of heavenly objects!

A knife is in the air, almost to the pinnacle, breaking the palm and slaying the dragon.

Guo Jing snorted~ snorted, fell from the sky, and a blood flower bloomed in the air.

This fell into the crowd, there were exclamations, ecstatic laughter, and a piece of black armor rushed forward like a cloud, wanting to take Guo Jing. Guo Jingqiang swallowed the blood in his throat, snatched a knife from his hand, rushed left and right, and rushed straight to the city.

The killing was half-loud, and there was the sound of the wind in my ears, and there was the cry of wolves

The sound was in his ears, but he couldn't hear Meng Gong's voice, Guo Jing alone looked at these 300,000 Mongolian iron horsemen who howled and changed the color of the world.

He turned around suddenly, at this time, I don't know how many people he killed, he was already standing under Fancheng City, the city was full of desolation, the banner of the Great Song Dynasty was still waving, Guo Jing glanced at the low and dilapidated Fancheng city wall again, there was too much indescribable attachment at this glance.

No one thought that Meng Yuan would be able to make a comeback after suffering a big defeat, and it would come so fast and so fiercely, Guo Jing didn't expect it.

Liang Xiao tried his best to use the Huihui cannon built by Tianji Shenshu to attack the fortifications, although the Huihui cannon was finally destroyed, but the battle went down to Fancheng, and the three armies were shaken.

Fancheng is gone.

This is an indisputable fact.

fought with Liang Xiao upside down, but he was powerless to prevent the 300,000 iron horsemen from stepping into Fancheng with thunderous hooves.

At sunset, at the head of the city gate.

A terrible and tragic "kill" sounded!

Guo Jing held a long knife in one hand, and he didn't know how many people he had killed, and then he was overwhelmed by the crowd again.

The fight to the death will not retreat.

He stood three steps in front of the gate of Fancheng, and this back was accompanied by the tragic sunset, as if it had been frozen forever at this moment. (To be continued.) )