Killing Jebe with a knife, Ling Muyun turned around and wanted to find Tuo Lei and the others again, but saw that Tuo Lei and the others used a knife to cut a big hole in the tent's tent, and escaped directly along the opening. Seeing this, the other generals seemed to be alerted, and they all broke through the tent and escaped from the deadly tent.

Ling Muyun couldn't help but be very annoyed when he saw this scene, he originally wanted to directly stew this group of Mongolian high-level officials, he didn't expect these people to be so spineless, he killed their master and father, not only did they not want to take revenge, but on the contrary, they also rushed to flee for their lives, is this still a Mongolian known for their ferocity and fierceness?

He didn't want to think about it, the Mongols were brave and fierce, but they weren't stupid, they knew that they were dead and stupidly rushed up? That's not bravery, it's stupidity! These people were able to rise to the top of the Mongol Khanate, and who was a fool?

"Ling Xiaoyou, there are more and more people outside, and if you don't leave, it will be troublesome!"

At this time, Hong Qigong's voice came at the right time, Ling Muyun looked back, and saw that a large number of Mongolian soldiers were killing towards the big tent, if it weren't for Hong Qigong blocking the tent door, I am afraid that he would have been killed in the tent long ago. And there are a large number of archers gathered in front of the tent, and now most of the arrows are not released because they are afraid that there are other Mongolian high-level people in the tent, if they wait for the living Mongolian high-level to escape, it must be ten thousand arrows!

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun knew that it was indeed not appropriate to delay it any longer, so he immediately turned around and rushed out of the tent and said to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, let's go!" ”

"Good!" Hong Qigong responded with a smile, and rushed out with Ling Muyun.

Hong Qigong and Ling Muyun tacitly agreed that they did not choose to rush out together, but divided into two ways. Each chose a direction to break out. Not only because it is easier to break through by distracting the enemy's attention, but also because now the outside of the tent is full of Mongolian soldiers, whether it is Ling Muyun or Hong Qigong, they are all in a state of siege.

Both of them are the top masters in the world, although the number of Mongolian soldiers is large, it is not a lot of pressure for the two, unlike ordinary people who need to cover each other, charge each other together, and at the same time face the siege, they must also be careful not to accidentally hurt each other, but they can't let go of their hands and feet.

But if you break through separately, there will be enemies coming up from all sides anyway. There are no scruples. Just let go and kill the enemy, and your strength can be fully exerted. Moreover, the two broke through separately, and the attention of the Mongols should also be distracted, and the chance of success of the breakthrough is greater!

Ling Muyun rushed out of the tent. Immediately they were surrounded by Mongol soldiers. The wind is howling. Five or six steel knives and seven or eight spears slashed at Ling Muyun almost at the same time. There is a tendency to chop it into rotten meat and tie it into a sieve.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun urged the demon seed in his mind, and the demon seed jumped. The huge spiritual power gushed out like a tide, and the spiritual force field was immediately unleashed. Under the manipulation of his mental power, a whirlwind swept up the dust strangely, and the besieging Mongol soldiers were almost blinded at the same time. The knives and guns in his hands couldn't help but be slow.

Ling Muyun, who was surrounded in the center, took the opportunity to move, his body rose into the air, the sword in his hand swept out, and drew a snowy arc of light in the night, like a full moon, the sound of broken clothes and armor and tearing flesh and silk sounded, and more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers almost at the same time cut their throats and blood soared, and their bodies flew backwards.

"Kill!" As soon as more than a dozen people fell, almost the same number of people gathered up and slashed at Ling Muyun.

Ling Muyun broke off his drink, lifted a breath of true qi, and the peerless sword technique swayed out, the sword light was like a dragon, slashing outward with his body as the axis, drawing a full moon-like circle of light, and the swords and spears that attacked and killed were swept away one after another.

Immediately, the figure suddenly bounced up, like a swimming dragon into the crowd, the sword light was dazzling like a rainbow, as fast as a storm and lightning, the sword light passed everywhere, blood splashed, and a miserable cry arose, and one by one the Mongolian soldiers fell like scarecrows. Although a group of Mongolian soldiers tried their best to block the attack, they couldn't stop him from moving forward, only to see that his sword light was like lightning, and his body was like a swimming fish, and he easily killed through the encirclement and broke through.

It was only as soon as he rushed out of the crowd that Ling Muyun saw that a larger encirclement had been formed outside the crowd, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers were heavily surrounded. At the head of the line were two rows of archers, at least thousands, with bows and arrows in his direction.

And in the depths of that layer of people, there were a few people who were heavily guarded, although the sky was dark, but with Ling Muyun's eyesight, he could still faintly see that those people were the four people who escaped in the tent by taking advantage of the chaos. I didn't expect these people to move quite fast, under such heavy defense.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Shoot them! ”

Seeing Ling Muyun appear, Jochi and the others shouted the order to release the arrows, and they even didn't care about the life and death of the Mongolian soldiers who were still fighting with Ling Muyun just now, after all, with such an arrow, not only Ling Muyun, but also those soldiers were also within the range of the bow and arrow.

As everyone knows, for Jochi and the others, Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong are no different from nightmares, as long as they can kill the two of them, let alone kill hundreds of soldiers by mistake, even if they die eighteen thousand, they will not hesitate to order. Although they also knew that doing so would affect the morale of the army to a certain extent, but the morale of the army could be slowly recovered, if Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong were allowed to escape, then they would have to face the threat to the lives of Ling and Hong at any time in the future, and they would have to live under nightmares day and night.

With the order of Jochi and the others, ten thousand arrows suddenly fired, and countless sharp arrows tore through the air and roared towards Ling Muyun, dense as rain.

Facing the oncoming arrows like rain, Ling Muyun smiled coldly, did not dodge, and went straight up, his mind moved, with his body as the center, a violent whirlwind suddenly blew within a radius of one zhang, forming a violent wind barrier around him, and as soon as those arrows were within this range, they were immediately blown by the strong whirlwind and the arrow path was deflected, falling to other places, and it could not hurt Ling Muyun at all.

Although these archers were all aimed at Ling Muyun, Ling Muyun was only a big target. How can they all shoot so accurately? Most of them passed by Ling Muyun's side, and only a few really shot in front of Ling Muyun.

Those Mongolian soldiers who were still fighting with Ling Muyun just now suddenly fell into blood mold, they really didn't expect that the comrades on the opposite side didn't care about their lives or deaths at all, and even they were shrouded in the range of attack. They didn't have Ling Muyun's ability, and they suddenly suffered heavy casualties under the dense rain of arrows, falling down one by one like harvested straw, and the screams were endless.

Among them, the soldiers who had the highest fighting spirit and chased Ling Muyun the most closely were the first to be hit, and they were shot by the dense rain of arrows one by one in an instant. Directly turned into a hedgehog. And there is no shield from those who rush ahead. The soldiers in the back were also struck and killed one by one by stray arrows. Many people died in disbelief, as if they couldn't understand why their comrades would do this to them!

When the Mongolian soldiers saw this scene, they immediately panicked and commotioned. Shooting their comrades with a ruthless heart is enough to test their nerves. And the ability that Ling Muyun showed was really beyond their imagination. Even though they were all elite people who had been on the battlefield for a long time, they couldn't help but be suspicious when they saw this inexplicable scene. Ling Muyun's image in their hearts instantly became mysterious. They all speculated whether Ling Muyun was a god or a ghost, how could a person be so capable?

People are always full of fear of the unknown, and these Mongolian soldiers are also ordinary. After seeing the strange method of manipulating the wind displayed by Ling Muyun, all the Mongolian soldiers were furious in their hearts, and those archers were even more hesitant, and they didn't dare to shoot at Ling Muyun for a while.

How fast is Ling Muyun's speed! In the hesitation of the archers, he had already approached a few feet away, and he was only a dozen feet away from the queue of the Mongol soldiers.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows quickly, those who dare to disobey the order will be killed!"

The Mongolian general who commanded the archers hurriedly shouted the order, although the archers were frightened in their hearts, but under the strict order, they instinctively chose to obey the military order, and suddenly the dense arrow rain poured out again, shooting towards Ling Muyun.

"Carving insect skills, what can I do!"

Ling Muyun was not afraid, so he repeated the technique, the demon seed in his mind jumped violently, the spiritual force field was fully urged, and the wind around him became even stronger. As soon as the dense arrows shot into the range of the spiritual force field, it was as if they had shot into the flow of water, and they were swept aside by the powerful wind. Even if a few people broke through the obstruction of the wind with strong strength, their strength was greatly reduced, and they were easily dialed by Ling Muyun.

"Woo Woo ......"

Hundreds of archers were divided into two groups, one group set up the arrows after releasing them, and the other group took the opportunity to release the arrows, and the two groups took turns without stopping, and the sharp arrows were as dense as rain, giving people the slightest respite.

If you change someone casually, in the face of this level of intensive arrow shooting, I am afraid that you will only end up being shot as a hedgehog and hating on the spot. But Ling Muyun ignored the dense accumulation of arrows as if they were nothing, accompanied by the strong wind, rushed wildly, and in a moment rushed to these Mongolian soldiers with layers of arrow rain, he, the main master, had nothing to do, but the Mongolian soldiers behind him were all shot and killed.

"The archers stand back, the foot soldiers step forward, kill!"

At the command of the Mongol general, the archers stood up and retreated, while the Mongol soldiers with spears and scimitars who had been standing behind stepped forward. The dense spears and scimitars were raised in unison, and a forest of swords and spears was suddenly formed, slashing towards Ling Muyun's assassination. Although the Mongolian soldiers at this time were faintly afraid of Ling Muyun, the military orders were like mountains, and they still instinctively chose to follow the military orders.

"Open it for me!" Ling Muyun shouted violently, urging the true qi in his body with all his strength, and with a twist of the long knife in his hand, he drew a crescent moon-like sword light, and slashed towards the sword curtain and spear forest.

A dense burst of sound sounded, the broken spear and the broken spear flew in all directions, and the row of Mongolian soldiers who were blocking the front vomited blood and fell backwards, but it was actually Ling Muyun who forcibly split a gap in the gun forest. Ling Muyun struck a blow, his body did not stop, and rushed into the ranks of the Mongols along the split gap like a gust of wind.

"Kill!" The Mongolian soldiers raised their swords and guns together, and slaughtered towards Ling Muyun.

Ling Muyun's body was like a swimming dragon, the long knife was waving and blooming, the sword light was like a waterfall, and the fierce sword qi swept out wantonly, as if it had turned into a sickle in the hand of the god of death, and every time the sword light flashed, a Mongolian soldier would fall down with a scream. Reduced to a dead body. Although the Mongol soldiers resisted desperately, they were as fragile as lambs waiting to be slaughtered under Ling Muyun's hands, and no matter how much they struggled, they could not escape the arrival of death.

Gradually, many of the Mongol soldiers panicked, and there were only a few people who could face death without being moved, and although these Mongol soldiers were brave, not everyone could see death as home. Even though Jochi and the others shouted orders loudly in the military formation, they still couldn't stop Ling Muyun's momentum.

At this moment, Ling Muyun suddenly felt a light pressure in front of him, and looked up. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly broken through the encirclement and broke out of the encirclement. Looking back, a large number of Mongol soldiers chased after him.

Ling Muyun smiled, seeing that there was still a fight in the military formation on the other side not far away, he immediately flew over. Far away. Running towards the place where the fight was made. Wait until you get closer and take a look. Sure enough, I saw Hong Qi, who was holding a green bamboo cane and carrying a red gourd, killing from the middle to the outside, beating the dog with a stick from afar, and taking the eighteen palms of the dragon closely. The majesty was unstoppable on all sides, and although there were many enemy soldiers around him, they retreated again and again under his advance!

"Qigong, I'm here to help you!"

Ling Muyun let out a long laugh, the long sword in his hand shook, and a sharp sword light was drawn into the crowd again, those Mongolian soldiers were desperately besieging Hong Qigong, where would they have thought that Ling Muyun would suddenly kill such a evil star behind him? In a completely unprepared situation, he was suddenly killed.

Originally, those Mongolian soldiers were going to be unable to stop Hong Qigong, and then let Ling Muyun kill him from behind, Hong Qigong and Ling Muyun should be together inside and outside, and suddenly the general formation was easily chiseled through and converged.

"Qigong, let's go."

"Okay, go see how the old urchin is doing, and call him to go with him."

Immediately, the two of them easily fought out of the broken military formation that had been chiseled, and flew towards the place where Zhou Botong shouted before. Seeing that the two murderers, Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong, had come out of the encirclement, Jochi, Tuo Lei and others were immediately in a hurry, jumping like thunder, and ordered to pursue them again and again.

It's just that Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong's light feats are so high, they gallop like the wind, how can these ordinary Mongolian soldiers catch up? Moreover, Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong were also a little afraid of killing them before, so many people died, but they couldn't even hurt the skin of Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong, how could they not be discouraged?

However, due to the military order, they still pursued Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong, as for whether they could catch up, they didn't think about it, and even in the hearts of many people, it was actually better to catch up.

In fact, outside the encirclement ordered by Jochi, Tulei and others before, there were still many Mongol soldiers, after all, this was the place where the central Mongolian royal court was located, and the number of Mongol troops stationed was huge. It's just that without an organized siege, it is even more impossible for some stragglers to hinder and threaten Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong.

The two also encountered many squads of Mongolian soldiers intercepting them along the way, but they were easily killed by the two, so the two were almost not delayed in the slightest, and they rushed to the scene of Zhou Botong's troubles in a moment.

When they arrived at the place, Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong found that not only Zhou Botong, but also Guo Jing had come. At this time, the two were also facing the other two, and there were many corpses of Mongolian soldiers on the ground, and many Mongolian soldiers surrounded them, cowering and not daring to step forward, obviously suffering a big loss before.

There were also many Mongol soldiers who aimed at the field with bows and arrows, and the Mongols, as a horse people, were almost all good at riding and arching, and many of them had bows and arrows around them. It's just that it seems that they obviously have some scruples about the two people who fought with Zhou Botong and Guo Jing in the field, and they are afraid of accidental injury, so although they are ready to draw their bows and arrows, none of them dare to shoot it.

Looking at the people who fought with Zhou Botong and Guo Jing, the person who fought with Guo Jing was a middle-aged monk with a slightly delicate face, who was the personal disciple of the fire foreman Tuo that Ling Muyun had seen before.

And with Zhou Botong is an old man wearing a fiery red monk's robe, this head Tuo looks eighty or ninety years old, compared to Zhou Botong is a little older, tall, snow-white, eyes like lights, there is a powerful momentum between gestures, I think it is the fire foreman Tuo.

Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong looked at the field, and their eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of surprise, only to see Zhou Botong fists and feet, fighting with the fire foreman Tuo. I saw that the fire foreman Tuo's moves and styles seemed to be extremely terrifying, and every punch was punched, and before it touched Zhou Botong's fists and feet, it had already made a slight gas explosion sound of "crackling", which was extremely fierce and fierce.

And Zhou Botong is obviously inferior to his opponent in terms of strength, so he used the skill of fighting with both hands, and one palm unleashed the seventy-two empty fists, responding to reality with nothing, and being strong in the air, resisting the tricks of the fire foreman.

The other hand showed the iron palm skill he learned from Ling Muyun, and took advantage of the gap between the two of them to hit the fire foreman Tuo, once the fire foreman Tuo returned to block, he often changed his moves to dodge, and did not dare to touch it at all. Therefore, although Zhou Botong showed the skill of fighting with both hands, he was only worthy of a tie with the fire foreman Tuo, and he could not take advantage of it at all.

This is also the reason why Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong were surprised, Zhou Botong's martial arts they couldn't be clearer, because they practiced the two great skills of nine yin and nine yang, Zhou Botong's martial arts are no longer what they used to be, even if they don't use their hands to fight each other, their martial arts have reached the level of the five peers of the past.

But at this time, Zhou Botong had already demonstrated the technique of fighting with both hands, but he was still falling behind, how high is the martial arts of this fire foreman? (To be continued......)