A day and a night of killing, did not bring peace to the Yuan capital, but as time went by, more and more people joined the ranks of the rebels, although the Mongolian soldiers were all brave and good at fighting, to put it mildly, if the two armies opened a formation in the wilderness, even if the population of the city far exceeded them ten times in number, it could not stop a charge of the Mongolian iron cavalry, but these brave and warlike warriors were caught in the sea of people at this moment, and they had nowhere to go, so they could only let out an unwilling roar of grief and indignation, was beaten to death one by one by these Diao people, who seemed to them to be weak and powerless.

On the night of the full moon, outside the Wan'an Temple, compared to the melee in the city today, it is relatively calmer here, after all, this is just a temple, the ancients believed in ghosts and gods, even if the city is now in chaos, there are few mobs to impact here, occasionally some lawless people want to rush into the Wan'an Temple, and they are also killed by the Mongolian elite left here by Zhao Min, a corpse that has lost its vitality is so horizontal, lying on the ground in disorder, Mongolian soldiers are worthy of the top elite of this era, even if there are more of these chaotic people, In the face of the Mongol elite, who formed a battle formation and occupied favorable terrain, it was also useless.

On the dead and silent avenue, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, the guards in the Wan'an Temple were suddenly startled, and quickly entered a state of combat readiness, these Mongolian soldiers who were responsible for staying in the Wan'an Temple felt quite a bit of grass and trees at the moment, a little wind and grass could alarm them, not to mention such undisguised footsteps, which instantly aroused the vigilance of these guards.

"The city is in chaos like this, Zhao Min, this girl, still has so many people here?" Li Xuan's voice was unusually clear on the silent avenue, and in the faint moonlight, the guards of Wan'an Temple gradually saw the appearance of the person who came.

"Sect Master, according to the information sent back by Fan You's envoy, although a large number of elites have been withdrawn from this Wan'an Temple, there are still five hundred elite archers guarding it, and there are several masters sitting in charge." Wei Yixiao stood beside Li Xuan and bowed.

Yang Xiao shook his head and smiled: "It seems that this Shaomin County Lord is still not willing to split my Central Plains Martial Arts, and now that the situation is so rotten, he still has the heart to be distracted to manage the six major factions." ”

"Of course." Li Xuan nodded as a matter of course: "With this girl's arrogance, how can she be so willing to admit defeat, besides, don't be confused by the chaos in front of you, the general trend of the world, before tonight, is still on the side of the Mongols, far less erosive than you think." ”

"Oh?" Yang Xiao looked at Li Xuan in surprise, and looked at Li Xuan suspiciously, the whole city was rebellious, this is the capital of Mongolia.

"If the emperor is smart, give up the Yuan capital early, move the capital elsewhere, although the emperor's prestige is greatly damaged, but the Mongols rule the world, relying on the invincible Mongolian army, although there are many people in this city, but as long as the Mongols withdraw, there is no grain and grass relief, this Yuan capital will become a dead city, but the loss of hundreds of thousands of people, for the Mongols, but not hurt the vitality, but obviously, our Mongolian emperor is not willing to lose his prestige, and tens of thousands of Mongolian elites are consumed in this city." Li Xuan shook his head and sighed.

"Sect Master, I don't understand this, in the hands of the Mongolian emperor, there are more than a million soldiers, even if he loses these tens of thousands of soldiers, it is not a big deal for Mongolia, right?" Wei Yi said with a smile.

"Naturally, it is not a big deal for Mongolia, but for the emperor, it is definitely not a small matter." Li Xuan sneered, looked in the direction of Wan'an Temple and said: "You have to be clear, stationed here, not only the most elite troops of Mongolia, but also the most loyal troops of the emperor, once this army is damaged, the power in the hands of the emperor will be greatly weakened, and under the advantages of one or the other, the power in the hands of those feudal officials who divide one side will naturally exceed the emperor, the main weak and the ministers are strong, which no emperor wants to see, let alone allow what happens, after tonight, Mongolia is afraid that it will fall into civil strife." ”

"Shoot the arrows!" The chat of a few people as if no one was around, ignoring the Mongolian guards in the Wan'an Temple, completely angered these arrogant Mongolian soldiers, and with the order of a Mongolian commander, a wave of arrows suddenly rained through the air, overwhelmingly shooting down at the group.

Looking at the rain of arrows that broke through the sky, the corners of Li Xuan's mouth pulled up a sneer, his arms opened suddenly, his ten fingers were slightly bent, his hands seemed to be holding a thousand heavy objects, slowly pulling, and with his movements, the surrounding Mingjiao masters suddenly felt that their breath was stagnant, as if the surrounding air was evacuated at this moment, and hurriedly retreated, until they withdrew from the distance, only to feel the storage of the air again, and looked at Li Xuan's gaze, with a little more reverence.

The Mongolian commander on the opposite side rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked again, but saw that the space in front of Li Xuan seemed to be distorted, with Li Xuan's movements, as if the faint moonlight was bent under Li Xuan's movements, the rain of arrows that came in the air seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, stopped castration, but did not land, but began to rotate around Li Xuan with Li Xuan's movements.

After a circle, a large number of arrows converged in front of Li Xuan, and the sharp arrows were clustered in the cold moonlight, flashing with a cold cold, the Mongolian commander felt a little bad, and a strong sense of crisis arose, and he subconsciously wanted to say something, but Li Xuan's eyes at this moment suddenly shone brightly, and he opened his mouth violently, and the sharp arrows gathered in his chest suddenly reflected back to this side, and shot towards the Mongolian soldiers behind the wall at a more violent speed than when they came.

The Mongol commander was horrified in his heart, and opened his mouth to say something, but a cold arrow suddenly pierced his throat, and he died, piercing the bodies of three Mongol soldiers in a row, before slowly stopping castration and stabbing the fourth Mongol soldier into the chest.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Sharp arrows mixed with huge might, slammed into the wall, the solid wall, leaving a shocking gap, the Mongolian soldiers hiding behind the wall were shot into a honeycomb by the sharp arrows that followed, in the hearts of the Mongolian commanders, indestructible, at least two thousand elite soldiers can break through the Wan'an Temple, but now it was broken by Li Xuan alone, the Mongolian soldiers involved were deeply shocked by Li Xuan's hand, plus the main general died, and then couldn't afford the slightest resistance, panicked like headless flies scattered and fled.

In the elite troops, they are also people, in the face of this irresistible or incomprehensible force, they will also be afraid, and they will also be afraid, under the moonlight, Li Xuan's figure stands in the darkness like a demon god, and the strange and unpredictable power will shake away the last trace of courage of this group of Mongolian soldiers.

"Sect Master, it seems that your great shift has improved again!" Feeling the disappearance of that inexplicable position, Yang Xiao and the others stepped forward, looking at the ruins in front of them, Yang Xiao sincerely admired.

"Sort of." Li Xuan shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal, it was a good move of Qiankun, but it was integrated into Li Xuan's understanding of strength, not only moved all the enemy's strength back, but also added a little bit of his own strength, plus the grandmaster-level realm can already begin to comprehend heaven and earth, in order to cause this effect, another person, even if he also practiced the great shift of Qiankun to the same realm as Li Xuan, it would be extremely difficult to cause such an effect.

Of the five hundred archers in Wan'an Temple, less than 100 were really killed by Li Xuan, but that kind of gorgeous visual feast destroyed the morale of the rest of the Mongolian archers, allowing them to collapse without a fight, so that Li Xuan and his party stepped lightly into this important place carefully arranged by Zhao Min.

"Dare to rebel against the thief, dare to offend my Dayuan Tianwei!?" Although the defenders were defeated, there were still many masters left by Zhao Min in Wan'an Temple, led by Ah Da, who had seen him in the Taiji Palace, holding a sword in both hands at the moment, looking at Li Xuan and his party angrily, and there were Al Ah San and several masters behind him.

"Sect leader, this person's real name is Dongfang Bai, he was originally an elder of the beggar gang, and the people of the rivers and lakes called the eight-armed sword, but later he betrayed the beggar gang and disappeared, and he turned out to be a lackey of the Mongols, and even willing to be a slave." Yang Xiao looked at Ah Da coldly and said coldly.

"Eight-armed Excalibur?" Li Xuan glanced at Ah Da, and he was not too interested, Ah Da Ruo was placed on the rivers and lakes, although he was also a first-class and top-level master, but for Li Xuan today, it was not too attractive, but the Yitian Sword in his hand attracted Li Xuan's attention: "Zhao Min, this girl, is willing to leave the Yitian Sword to a wasted person." ”

"What did you say!?" Dongfang Bai is also the top first-class swordsman in the rivers and lakes, as a master, he has his own arrogance, his eyes can't help but be colder when he hears the words, his body moves, the sword aura is like a rainbow, and the sword of Yitian has been stabbed in the chest.

"Sect Master, be careful!" Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao grabbed it together, protected in front of Li Xuan, and fought with Ah Da in one place, Ah Daben is a first-class master, in terms of combat power, a vicious Wei Yixiao is enough to deal with him, Yang Xiao and other top masters can easily abuse him, but there is no indestructible advantage of the Heavenly Sword, and under the desperate counterattack, the two of them joined forces for a while.

Ah Er, Ah San, and a group of Ruyang palace masters also took action, fighting with the Mingjiao masters behind Li Xuan and Li Shan's four generals.

"Go ahead, if you don't experience fighting, no matter how well you practice your sword skills, you can't be considered a real master." Glancing at Wu Qingying who was eager to try beside him, Li Xuan said indifferently.

"Yes." Wu Qingying nodded, her graceful posture danced lightly, a steel knife came out of the sheath, and in the blink of an eye, she entered the crowd and joined the melee.

Li Xuan's gaze swept over the battlefield, his eyes stayed on Li Shan's four people, Li Shan since the cultivation of "Jiuyang Divine Skill" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", the combat power has been separated from Li Lin and other three generals, with a steel knife in hand, a master of Ruyang Palace's mansion will be killed, in terms of strength, it can already be ranked among the first-class masters in the heavenly plane, of course, before the Jiuyang Divine Skill is completed, it belongs to the bottom of the first-class Cunzài, and Li Lin and the three are barely second-rate masters, and it is difficult to distinguish from the three Mongolian warriors.

"Huh~"

Li Xuan suddenly waved his hand, and a wisp of golden sword burst out of the air, Dongfang Bai, who was standing with Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao, suddenly felt a bundle of hairs on his back, and he didn't think much about it, the Yitian Sword in his hand hurriedly used a move Su Qin's back sword, the sharp golden sword and the sharp Yitian Sword collapsed at the touch of a touch, but the force from the sword made Ah Da's hand holding the sword tremble, and the Yitian Sword almost flew out of his hand, and before he could react, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao both grabbed it, and each palm was imprinted on Ah Da's chest.

"Poof~"

Ah Da spurted blood and flew, his eyes were sluggish for a while, and the Yitian Sword flew out of his hand, and fell into Li Xuan's hand lightly.