"What a spiritual carving!" Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh.

"Rong'er, this is the pair of white eagles that the Guo Jing brothers I told you about before raised on the grassland."

Huang Rong couldn't help but be surprised and happy when she heard this, and hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see that Ling Muyun had come to her side at some point, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Yun, did you cast a spell successfully?" What about the silly girl? ”

"It's a success, I've let the silly aunt sleep, her mental self-isolation has just been opened, I'm afraid she can't adapt to it for a while, and after my mental stimulation, she is probably tired and needs a good rest."

Speaking of this, Ling Muyun's brows furrowed slightly: "Guo Jing is doing this, how can there be so many Mongolian soldiers to hunt him down?" ”

"Brother Yun, those people are all Mongolian soldiers? Didn't you say before that Guo Jing was a golden sword and a horse from the Mongolian Han Dynasty? How could the Mongols send troops to hunt him down? ”

Just when Ling Muyun and Huang Rong were talking, Guo Jing and the others had already galloped to the front, and Guo Jing, who was running at the front on horseback, saw Ling Muyun and Huang Rong at a glance, and immediately shouted as if he had seen a savior: "Brother Ling, Miss Huang, you are really good here, come and help!" ”

Mu Nianci and Han Xiaoying also had happy faces, both of them had also seen Ling Muyun's martial arts, and knew that Ling Muyun's kung fu was by no means comparable to ordinary masters, since he was here, most of them would be saved.

While speaking, the three of them had already rushed to the front, and suddenly heard a "boom", and suddenly an arrow flew from behind, and an arrow landed on the hip of the war horse that Han Xiaoying was riding at the back. The horse suddenly let out a long cry of sorrow. Fall on your knees on your front legs. Han Xiaoying was caught off guard and flew out of the horse directly under the action of inertia, and planted headlong towards the ground in front of the horse.

Ling Muyun and Huang Rong originally thought that Han Xiaoying would be able to stand in time, after all, Han Xiaoying was also one of the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan, and her martial arts could be ranked among the second-rate in the rivers and lakes. But to the surprise of the two, Han Xiaoying's body did not adjust in the slightest, and fell straight to the ground, if it was not stopped, I was afraid that she would fall all over her face.

"Oops, be careful!"

Ling Muyun and Huang Rong were both shocked. Huang Rong immediately snatched it out. swept a few feet, and caught Han Xiaoying, who was about to fall to the ground. Ling Muyun shook his body slightly, standing in place and not moving. Originally, he was also going to make a move, but he saw that Huang Rong had already come to the rescue. He didn't have to add any more hands.

"Seventh Master!"

Guo Jing exclaimed. A stretched out his hand to strangle the little red horse. jumped off the horse, and swept in front of Huang Rong as soon as he jumped up, anxiously checking. Mu Nianci also followed closely and dismounted. took a step slower than Guo Jing and came to Huang Rong, looking at Han Xiaoying with a nervous expression.

Huang Rong lifted Han Xiaoying in her arms to take a look, only to see that Han Xiaoying's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, obviously suffering from extremely serious internal injuries, and reached out to probe Han Xiaoying's pulse, wanting to check Han Xiaoying's injury. Han Xiaoying smiled and waved her hand: "Miss Huang, I can still stand it, it is important to deal with the enemy." ”

Huang Rong looked up when he heard this, and the dozen or so Mongolian warriors had already arrived under the leadership of the short and fat head leader, jumped off their horses and surrounded them, and while slowly approaching, they pulled their bows and arrows, and shot at Huang Rong and the others, and ......more than a dozen arrows shot at Huang Rong and the others.

Guo Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed seven or eight arrows in three or two clicks, and Mu Nianci waved his horse whip and knocked down the three or five arrows that shot at her. There were also two arrows that shot through the blocking of the two and shot towards Huang Rong, who was holding Han Xiaoying. Guo Jing shouted urgently: "Miss Huang, be careful! ”

Huang Rong didn't even raise her head, and as soon as her jade hand was raised, she easily grabbed the two arrows in her hand and threw them aside.

Guo Jing couldn't help but be slightly surprised, he met Huang Rong in Zhangjiakou with Ling Muyun that day, and he also knew something about Huang Rong's martial arts. can look at the lightweight lifting of the flying arrow just now, I am afraid that it is even higher than his martial arts. He felt that his martial arts had advanced a lot in the past six months or so, and he couldn't imagine that others had improved faster.

Thinking in his heart, Guo Jing didn't stop at all, reached out and took out a longbow from his back, and put a few feather arrows that he had grabbed empty-handed before on the string, bending the bow like a full moon, and the arrows walking like meteors. A few screams sounded, and several Mongolian warriors fell in response, but they were killed by Guo Jing with one arrow, and all of them were hit and killed.

At this time, Huang Rong, who had always been light and breezy, also showed a look of surprise, although she had heard Ling Muyun say that Guo Jing's archery skills were quite exquisite, but she didn't expect that it would be so high-minded, with several arrows and several carvings, which was not bad compared to the ancient god archers.

Huang Rong didn't know that if it weren't for the limited number of feather arrows Guo Jing carried, with Guo Jing's archery skills, he would have shot all these Mongolian warriors who pursued him a long time ago.

Mu Nianci picked up the few arrows that she had previously hit the ground with a horse whip, and reached out and handed them to Guo Jing: "Brother Jing, here you are." ”

"Hmm." Guo Jing nodded, stretched out his hand to take it, buckled it on the bowstring again, and aimed at those Mongolian warriors.

Those Mongolian warriors were afraid of Guo Jing's magic arrows, and not only did not dare to attack, but were so frightened that they retreated again and again. Although the Mongols were brave, they were also human beings, and they were just as afraid of death, and if they faced ordinary enemies, they naturally fought bravely. But Guo Jing was originally the golden sword and horse of their Temujin Khan, and he was the apprentice of the steppe archer Jebe, and the name of martial arts and divine archery spread all over the grassland.

And after chasing and killing along the way, a large number of their comrades have died under Guo Jing's arrows, and they are very clear about the power of Guo Jing's divine shooting, seeing that Guo Jing has arrows in his hands again, they naturally dare not step forward to die.

"Get out of the way, let the Buddha kill this kid myself!" Seeing that the Mongolian warrior was cowering, the short and fat head Tuo in front of him snorted angrily and flew towards Guo Jing.

Guo Jing took a deep breath, the bowstring in his hand suddenly loosened, and the scream of "Xiu Xiu" sounded, and the three feather arrows on the string suddenly shot out in a zigzag shape towards the Humpty Dumpty Toutuo, shooting at the face of the Humpty Dumpty Tuo and the left and right chests.

"Good boy, come here again, open it for me!"

The short and fat head roared angrily, did not dodge or dodge, and both palms came out together, and the sharp palm wind suddenly missed the oncoming arrows, and the arrows shot at the face door were provoked to rise and pass over his head; The arrow that was shot at the left chest was swept out diagonally by the palm wind, and shot diagonally over the open space beside it; Only the arrow that was shot at his right chest was the least forced, although it was also deflected by the palm wind, but fortunately, the deviation was not large, although it was not shot in the right chest, but it was shot on his right shoulder.

It's just shocking that the arrow hit the shoulder of this short and fat head, as if it was shot at the iron man, only pierced his clothes, and then he couldn't get an inch in, just a shallow stab on his skin, and was shocked by the muscles of his shoulder, and immediately fell down!

Everyone present gasped when they saw this scene, Ling Muyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. Unexpectedly, this short and fat head Tuo is still a master of horizontal training, and it seems that the situation is deeper than the horizontal practice of Mei Chaofeng, who is famous in the rivers and lakes, because even if Mei Chaofeng is still alive, I am afraid that he will not dare to catch the arrows shot by Guo Jing with all his strength with his body like him.

Guo Jing was trained by Ling Muyun, and Ling Muyun knew his martial arts very well, Guo Jing's internal strength had already achieved a little when the two broke up in Zhongdu, and now more than half a year has passed, Guo Jing's internal strength, who has been taught by him to the entire Jiuyang Divine Skill, is bound to make a lot of progress, with his skills, the arrows he shoots are not to mention that they can penetrate the gold and iron, but this short and fat head Tuo dares to use his body to hard, even if he weakens the strength with the palm wind first, it is amazing enough.

Just as Ling Muyun's mind was turning, the short and fat head had already rushed to Guo Jing's side, his arm reached out, and a palm of "whew" hit Guo Jing head-on, the wind was howling, fierce and inexplicable. Guo Jing's body retreated, let go of the sharp palm wind, threw the longbow in his hand to the side, shook his palms and met it, his left palm was round, his right palm was straight, and he met the palm that hit the short and fat head.

Ling Muyun's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of surprise, because Guo Jing's move was one of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "seeing the dragon in the field", this move was purely defensive, aiming to lay a strong wall of qi between the enemy and us, the enemy would block it, and if the enemy did not come, it would disappear invisibly, and it was the only move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to defend it.

It's just that where did Guo Jing learn this eighteen dragon-descending palms? Could it be that he still worships under the door of Hong Qigong as he did in the original history? But why haven't you heard Hong Qigong talk about it?

At this time, Huang Rong also recognized it, turned her head and whispered to Ling Muyun: "Brother Yun, you, Brother Guo, will also descend the dragon eighteen palms." ”

Ling Muyun nodded and continued to watch the battle intently. I saw Guo Jing and Humpty Dumpty Toutuo collide with their palms together, and both of them were shocked, Humpty Dumpty Toutuo just shook and stood firm, while Guo Jing couldn't stop "kicking and kicking" and retreated a few steps, and then re-stabilized his body.

The short and fat head Tuo Tiger roared and chased up again, Guo Jing saw Ling Muyun on his side, and his heart was at ease, knowing that with this brother here, the safety of Mu Nianci and Seventh Master Han Xiaoying should be no problem, he had no worries in his heart, and immediately lifted his spirits, and a set of eighteen palms of dragon descent was displayed, and he fought with the short and fat head Tuo.

However, it can be seen that Guo Jing's martial arts are still slightly inferior to that Humpty Dumpty Toutuo, and it seems that there are still injuries on his body, and he fought more than ten moves with the Humpty Dumpty Toutuo in an instant, and he was beaten and retreated, although he was not in danger for a while, but if he continued to develop according to this trend, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated. (To be continued......)