It is said that Ye Qianqiu took Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying out of Lujiazhuang and went all the way to the north.

In the second half of the night, the three masters and apprentices had arrived at a large town dozens of miles away from Dasheng Pass.

When they arrived in the big town, the three of them did not continue on their way.

Instead, he invested in an inn in the town and rested.

Ye Qianqiu rested here, also to wait for Huang Laoxie and Hong Qigong.

This is the only way to go north back to Huashan, and the two of them should arrive tomorrow.

Huang Laoxie and Hong Qigong watched the battle on the roof with Ye Qianqiu during the day, and waited for Ye Qianqiu to take out the Golden Wheel Dharma King and others.

After Darba left Lujiazhuang with the body of the Golden Wheel Dharma King and the head of Nahuodu.

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong followed Darba out of Lujiazhuang and secretly went to spy on Darba.

Ye Qianqiu asked Darba to leave with the body of the Golden Wheel Dharma King and Huo Du's head, just to let Darba bring back the news of the Golden Wheel Dharma King's death to the Mongols.

If, the Mongols sent their masters with the intention of looking for trouble.

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong would naturally eradicate all the masters sent by the Mongols.

When Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong left, they had already secretly transmitted the news to Ye Qianqiu.

Therefore, Ye Qianqiu is waiting here for Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, if the two of them have not appeared tomorrow evening.

Then it's not too late for him to leave.

By this time, the night was already dark.

The three of them rested in the inn.

At noon the next day.

Ye Qianqiu, Lu Wushuang, and Cheng Ying were sitting on the second floor of the inn eating.

But I saw that on the street, there was a sudden clanging sound of swords colliding.

Lu Wushuang poked his head out to look at it, and said to Ye Qianqiu: "Master, it's Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu and the people of the Quanzhen Sect who are fighting." ”

When Ye Qianqiu heard this, he said: "People fight other people's fights, how happy are you." ”

Lu Wushuang said: "Master, didn't you help Yang Guo talk to Xiaolongnu last night?" ”

"The two stinky bullnoses of the Quanzhen Sect are not good people."

Ye Qianqiu shook his head and smiled, and said, "I just don't want his master and apprentice to be wronged for the two of them." ”

"The most vicious thing in this world is not the sword, but the human heart."

"The heroes of the Central Plains are all patriots, and they shouldn't be used as guns by Zhao Zhijing's guts and bandits."

"Although the seven sons of Quanzhen are a little pedantic, they can all be called knights of the rivers and lakes."

"Now that they meet, it's life and death, and it's none of our business."

When Lu Wushuang heard this, he let out an "oh", and he didn't mention anything about helping, but just leaned on the window and watched, feeling more and more that his master's actions were unpredictable.

After a while, I could only hear the sound of swords fading away.

Lu Wushuang turned around and said, "The old Taoist priest and the old Taoist aunt of the Quanzhen Sect can't beat Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, they really live a lot of years in vain." ”

Ye Qianqiu shook his head and didn't say anything.

The three of them stayed in the inn in the town for a long time, and it was late in the evening.

Ye Qianqiu heard the sound of a flute at the entrance of the town.

Ye Qianqiu knew that it was Huang Laoxie who came.

Immediately replied to the sound of Xun and guided Huang Laoxie to the inn where he lived.

A moment later.

Huang Laoxi's figure appeared on the roof of the inn.

Ye Qianqiu was already waiting.

Ye Qianqiu didn't see Hong Qigong, he just thought he had left.

"How's it going?"

Ye Qianqiu asked towards Huang Laoxi.

Huang Laoxie only said one sentence.

"The Mongol army went south."

When Ye Qianqiu heard this, his face remained unchanged, and he said, "How far are the Mongols from the Great Victory Pass?" ”

Huang Lao said: "With the march of the Mongolian army, it will take about three days to reach the vicinity of Dasheng Pass. ”

Ye Qianqiu took a deep breath and said, "It seems that the Mongols can't wait to go south. ”

Huang Lao said evilly: "The old beggar has infiltrated the Mongolian camp to spy on the Mongols. ”

"I'll inform you that we will meet together and go to the place where the main camp of the Mongol army is stationed, and see if we can kill the commander of the Mongols and stop the Mongols from invading the south."

When Ye Qianqiu heard this, he nodded and said, "This matter can be done." ”

At that moment, Ye Qianqiu called Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, and the four of them went directly to the northeast.

After running all night, the four of them were still full of energy.

It's just, but seeing that the place where he passed was broken, Ye Qianqiu's heart couldn't help but be not very refreshing.

After the Mongols destroyed the Jin, the iron cavalry entered the Song Dynasty, this area is the northern part of the Great Song Dynasty, and the towns are mostly occupied by the Mongol soldiers, and they are ruined everywhere.

At this time, I suddenly heard the noise of the people in front of the mountain, faintly like thunder, but saw the dust in front of me, the flag covered the sky, it turned out to be a large group of Mongolian soldiers to the south, iron bow and long knife, like waves.

Ye Qianqiu visually estimated that there were at least three thousand people.

The four of them stood on the peaks on both sides of the road, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying had never seen the army set off, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw such a thrilling spectacle.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying have been taught by Ye Qianqiu since childhood, and they have never had a good impression of alien Tartars.

At this time, Dan saw so many Mongol armies moving south.

Lu Wushuang couldn't help but say, "Master, there are really a lot of Mongolians. ”

Huang Lao said evilly: "This is just the vanguard of the Mongolian Tatars. ”

"There are a lot of Mongolian Tatars in the back."

Lu Wushuang exclaimed in surprise and said, "What should I do, so many Mongols gathered together to go south, can the Song army hold it?" ”

Ye Qianqiu said: "If you can keep it, it's only a temporary peace, if you don't want to be bullied, you have to be strong, if a country wants not to be bullied, then you have to be strong." ”

"Half of the Song Dynasty, no matter how many years it is guarded, it will only be a remnant."

Lu Wushuang said: "Master, what should I do?" ”

Ye Qianqiu looked at the Mongol army and only said, "No matter what, stop the Mongols first." ”

"Stand back and let me come."

The voice fell.

Ye Qianqiu flew up.

Flew down from the top of the hill.

Directly one person stood in front of the 3,000 Mongol army.

At this time, I saw that among the Mongolian army, two small soldiers danced their long knives and shouted at Ye Qianqiu: "Wu Na barbarian, what do you see?" ”

"Why don't you get out of here, are you looking for death?"

The Mongols generally called the southerners "southern barbarians".

Ye Qianqiu suddenly appeared on the road of the army for no reason.

Naturally, it made this small Mongolian army unhappy.

Immediately, he brandished a long knife and rushed over.

Ye Qianqiu raised his hand, and the two of them flew back directly upside down and fell into the rear army.

At this time, I saw two more small soldiers riding out of their horses, bending their bows and arrows, and shooting towards Ye Qianqiu with two snorts.

Seeing this, Ye Qianqiu was not in a hurry, and as soon as he raised his hands, the azure thunder light condensed in his palms.

Where the two hands meet, the thunder light is even worse.

The next moment, Ye Qianqiu pushed the thunder ball in his hand directly, and the moment the thunder light escaped.

Ye Qianqiu condensed several thunder balls one after another.

In an instant, the 3,000 Mongolian vanguard troops in front were drowned in the thunder.

I can only hear the thunder rolling in the sky and the echo of the mighty waves.

The 3,000 Mongol army was swallowed by the sea of thunder in an instant, as if under the blooming flowers, completely wiped out.

In the dust, Ye Qianqiu's figure was gone.

But he has already returned to the side of Huang Laoxie and the three of them.

When Huang Laoxie and the three of them saw the scene at the bottom of the mountain, their faces couldn't help but be shocked.

"This ......"

Huang Laoxie thought that he had overestimated Ye Qianqiu's strength.

But I didn't expect that Ye Qianqiu had actually reached this point where he could drive Lei Fa.

With a wave of his hand, one person slaughtered 3,000 Mongolian Tartars!

If this news spreads, the whole world will probably be shocked.

This is beyond the scope of human beings, and has reached the level of gods and ghosts.

Seventeen years ago, when they met for the first time in Huashan, Huang Laoxie could still feel that Ye Qianqiu did not have such strength at all.

Today, seventeen years later, Huang Laoxie only discovered that Ye Qianqiu's strength had actually reached this level.

Previously, Ye Qianqiu killed the Golden Wheel Dharma King in Lujiazhuang, and the feeling given to everyone was far less shocking than the current thunder light that wiped out the three thousand Mongols in an instant.

"Back then, if Wang Chongyang had such skills as a senior brother, why couldn't he drive the Jin people out of the Central Plains."

Huang Laoxie was extremely emotional.

I just feel that the world is going to change greatly.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were also stunned.

They couldn't even imagine such a scene.

Just now, they were still a little worried about Ye Qianqiu.

After all, it is a 3,000-Mongolian army, and no matter how high the master's martial arts are, it is a little too dangerous to face the 3,000-strong army alone.

Only then did the two sisters find out.

Master's power is not at all what their sisters can imagine.

Between the thunder and the sound of thunder rolling here, corpses are everywhere.

Over there, Ye Qianqiu and the four of them had already continued to walk towards the mountains, and the most important thing at the moment was to arrive at the place where the Mongols' camp was stationed first.

and he traveled another six or seven miles.

But there was an iron shop in front of him, which was very simple, and in the middle of the entrance was a large anvil, and the ground was full of coal chips and broken iron, and there were several plowshares and sickles hanging on the wall, and there was no one in the house.

Huang Laoxie and Ye Qianqiu said as they walked: "Senior brother, you have this kind of skill, you can destroy three thousand armies with one hand. ”

"If you are given some time, how can the Mongols resist you."

"This great thing can be done!"

Huang Laoxie was also very excited.

Ye Qianqiu shook his head slightly, and said, "It's easy to kill people, but it's difficult to save people." ”

"The Central Plains is in flames."

"Even if the Mongol Tartars can be expelled, the war will not be able to subside in a short time."

"If the world wants to be governed, there must be a wise monarch and a good minister."

Ye Qianqiu's words also made Huang Laoxie stunned.

"Yes, the world wants to rule and end this chaos, and it can't be solved by driving out the Mongols."

From top to bottom, Da Song is filled with too many moths.

Huang Laoxie sighed slightly, for a while, but he was not so high-spirited.

At this time, I saw an old man coming out of the room over there, with gray hair, about fifty years old.

I think it's because I have been bending over to strike iron for many years, my back is hunched, my eyes are red and thin from the smoke, my eye sockets are full of eye droppings, my left foot is crippled, and I am holding a cane under my shoulder socket.

The four were about to leave.

But I heard the old man come out of the house, looked at Huang Laoxi's back, and suddenly shouted, "Master! Is it your old man's house? ”

Huang Laoxi's mood had just returned to calm.

Someone called him later.

Immediately, turn around.

When he saw the old man, he was still slightly stunned.

"You are?"

The first moment Huang Laoxie saw this old man, he felt that the old man had recognized the wrong person.

Who would have thought that the old man ran over with a cane, fell to his knees with a pop, cried bitterly at Huang Laoxi, and said, "Master, it's really your old man!" ”

"What an old man!"

When Huang Laoxie heard this voice, his face finally changed.

"Are you...... You are...... Silent Wind ......"

Huang Laoxie looked at the old man in disbelief and said intermittently.

"The disciple is not filial, please meet the master!"

I saw the old man lying on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Huang Laoxie immediately strode away and helped the old man up.

I really saw the old man's face clearly.

Huang Lao said evilly: "It's really you, Mo Feng." ”

"You're ......"

"Alas......"

This old man is the youngest among the six disciples of Huang Laoxi, and Feng Mofeng is also the most qualified.

In that year, his wife Feng had just died after giving birth, Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng stole the lower scroll of the Nine Yin True Scripture and fled.

At that time, Feng Mofeng was the youngest disciple and had the lowest martial arts, and Huang Laoxie recalled it afterwards and owed him a lot.

Back then, in Guiyunzhuang, Huang Laoxie once told Lu Chengfeng to find the whereabouts of other juniors, including the youngest Feng Mofeng.

Who would have thought that until Lu Chengfeng died, Feng Mofeng's whereabouts were not found.

But the world is really unpredictable.

Today, I never imagined that I would see a young disciple who I hadn't seen for many years in this mountain wilderness.

Huang Laoxie looked at the once lively disciple who had become like this, and his heart was extremely bitter.

The biggest mistake he did in his life was to break the hamstrings of these disciples.

Now, seeing that this little disciple is over half a hundred years old, he is so old.

Huang Laoxie was really remorseful.

Huang Laoxie helped Feng Mofeng up, and didn't ask why Feng Mofeng appeared here.

Huang Laoxie looked at Feng Mofeng's demeanor, and also knew that his little disciple had really had a bad life over the years.

Huang Laoxie asked Feng Mofeng to worship Ye Qianqiu, and introduced Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying to Feng Mofeng.

Feng Mofeng was also extremely surprised when he heard that Huang Laoxie actually called Ye Qianqiu his senior brother.

He has been by the Master's side since he was a child, and the Master is such a proud person, when did he have such a senior brother.

But seeing that Ye Qianqiu had an extraordinary bearing, like an immortal, he didn't dare to ask more.

Feng Mofeng said: "Master, I heard thunder rolling over there earlier, could it be that the Mongol army is heading south?" ”

Huang Laoxie nodded and said, "That's true." ”

Feng Mofeng said: "The Mongolian army really went south, but it hurt the people. ”

Huang Lao said evilly: "Yes, Mo Feng, you are alone here, it is not a way." ”

"This time, the division went north with your master, just to find an opportunity to assassinate the commander of the Mongolian army."

"Stop the Mongol army from moving south."

"You can go with your teacher."

"When this important event is completed, I will take you to a place for the teacher."

When Feng Mofeng heard this, he immediately tied the hammer, pliers, bellows, etc. into a bundle, carried them on his back, and said to Huang Lao: "Master, the disciple never dares to forget the master's teachings. ”

"Even if the master is not there this time, the disciple will definitely throw himself into the Mongolian army, and at worst, he will assassinate one or two of his princes and generals who invaded our country."

When Huang Laoxie heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he said: "Okay, Mo Feng, this time, you will go with the teacher and kill him together!" ”

At that moment, a group of five people walked forward.

After traveling for dozens of miles, I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and four horses galloped to the north, all of them were Mongolian warriors.

The first one was armed with a spear, and a two- or three-year-old baby was on the spearhead, and he ran laughing.

The baby was not yet dead, and he let out a faint cry.

The four Mongolian warriors saw Ye Qianqiu and the five people blocking the road, but they didn't care, and one shouted, "Give way, give way." ”

As he said that, when the horse was galloping, he had already raised his spear and stabbed towards Huang Laoxi.

Huang Laoxi's face suddenly rose with frost, grabbed the spearhead and pulled it, pulled the warrior off the horse, and swept the spear with his hand, and the warrior flew straight out of the zhangxu, and his skull was shattered and died.

When the other three saw that he was so brave, they shouted, and as soon as they turned their horses and were about to flee back, they heard a "snap", and the baby fell on the road.

Huang Laoxie had already flown out, and the moment he rose in the air, he directly used his magic power with a snap of his fingers.

Knocked the three men off their horses, flew away again, and directly cut off the heads of the three people.

At this time, Cheng Ying had already stepped forward and picked up the baby who fell to the ground, and saw that it was a Han child dressed in Han clothes, fat and white and very cute, with a spear pierced in the stomach, but he did not die immediately for a while.

Cheng Ying's eyes were red, and she immediately ran towards Ye Qianqiu with the child.

"Master, he ...... this kid"

"The Mongolian Tartars who are killed these days are really crazy!"

Feng Mofeng on the side was angry when he saw this.

Ye Qianqiu stepped forward and looked at the spear on the child's body, with frost on his face.

The child was only about three years old.

The spear entered his body, almost piercing his body.

It's almost a situation of waiting for death.

It's easy to kill people, but it's hard to save them.

Seeing such a child less than three years old struggling in pain, the little mouth seemed to be still calling "Daddy, mother".

Ye Qianqiu was in pain, raised his hand and shaved off half of the spear.

Immediately, the child's whole body acupuncture points were lit.

Said to Cheng Ying: "Give it to me, child." ”

Cheng Ying immediately let go of the child.

Ye Qianqiu raised his palm and flipped it, and the vitality in his body was continuously transmitted into the child's body.

While constantly delivering the life essence in the body to the child, he said to Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying: "You go to the town to find something for the child to eat first." ”

"If there is no one, go to the mountains and see if there are any beasts that have just laid their cubs, and you can get some animal milk."

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying are also not inked.

If it were an ordinary person, it might not be able to save this child.

But since the master has explained to them, then the master will definitely be able to save this child.

At that moment, the two of them rode the two horses left by the Mongols and galloped away.

Feng Mofeng saw Ye Qianqiu holding the child, he felt a little unbearable, and said with red eyes: "Uncle Shi, this child can't live, rather than letting him die little by little in pain, it's better to give the child a ride." ”

Ye Qianqiu shook his head and said, "Let's go ahead." ”

Feng Mofeng didn't understand what he meant, but he had no choice but to follow.

At this time, Huang Laoxie came back with the other two horses.

Huang Laoxie looked at the child in Ye Qianqiu's arms, his face was frosty, and said, "Can you still save it?" ”

Ye Qianqiu bowed slightly and said, "You can give it a try." ”

Huang Laoxie nodded and said no more.

The three of them sat down under a large tree in front of them.

Ye Qianqiu asked Huang Laoxie to take the best healing medicine.

With extremely fine spiritual power, he escaped into the child's body, and with sword energy, he took out the spear that almost passed through the child's body.

Because Ye Qianqiu gave the child a steady stream of life essence, this allowed the child to breathe.

At the moment when Ye Qianqiu took out the spear, the child had already entered a coma, and at this time, he couldn't help but moan.

It can be seen that it hurts to the extreme.

Ye Qianqiu had already ordered the child's big acupoints around his body.

But the pain may not be reduced by half a point.

The spear was taken out, and Ye Qianqiu sprinkled medicine on the child's body and bandaged the wound.

Then he poked his finger and fed the child a few drops of his blood in his mouth.

His body is different from ordinary people, and the blood in his body has healing powers beyond human imagination.

Whether the child survives or not depends on tonight.

Feng Mofeng tied up the horse and watched from the side, only to feel that Ye Qianqiu was really amazing.

As time passed, I saw that the child's breath had regained somewhat.

Feng Mofeng hurriedly ran to the side and shouted excitedly at Huang Laoxi, who was standing silently not far away: "Master, the child is really alive, Uncle Shi really saved the child!" ”

"What a miracle!"

When Huang Laoxie heard this, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Ye Qianqiu checked the child's internal condition and felt that the damaged organs in his body were indeed improving.

The heart that is hanging at the moment has finally let go of a lot.

It's late afternoon.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying are back.

The two came back with some dry food and a large wine bag.

Lu Wushuang handed over the big wine bag and said, "Master, the thirty miles ahead are deserted, but the camp of the Mongol army is just ahead, and my cousin and I can't find other animal milk, so we found some mare's milk in that big camp." ”

Ye Qianqiu bowed slightly, handed the child to Cheng Ying, and said, "Ying'er, you come to feed the child." ”

Cheng Ying is careful, leave this matter to her, Ye Qianqiu is the most assured.

Huang Lao said: "The Mongols' camp is thirty miles ahead, and it will definitely not be easy to open before the front army sends back the news. ”

Ye Qianqiu said with his hand: "Don't worry, they can't escape!" ”

At this time, the sound of hooves was suddenly heard, and in the sound of horns, suddenly a large group of Mongolian soldiers rushed towards the avenue ahead.

It seems that there are at least more than 100 people.

Seeing this, Feng Mofeng immediately said: "Grandma, these dog-day Mongolian Tatars, I'm going to kill them!" ”

Ye Qianqiu stopped Feng Mofeng and said, "I'll go." ”

When Feng Mofeng heard this, he was slightly stunned.

saw that Ye Qianqiu had already flown out.

Feng Mofeng said to Huang Laoxie: "Master, I'll help my uncle!" ”

Huang Laoxie stopped Feng Mofeng and said, "Mofeng, there's no need, your master can do it alone." ”

Huang Lao's evil words just fell.

Feng Mofeng could only hear the sudden screams rising from there.

I saw Shi Boye Qianqiu's figure shuttling among the hundreds of Mongolian soldiers.

Between the sword qi, the heads of Mongolian soldiers flew up in an instant, fell to the ground, and folded into a small mountain.

After dozens of breaths, Ye Qianqiu flew back.

Said to Lu Wushuang and Feng Mofeng: "Wushuang, Mofeng, you go and put the heads of these hundreds of Mongolians on and send them to the Mongols' camp." ”

"Be careful, don't leak your whereabouts."

When Lu Wushuang heard this, he immediately bowed his hand to Ye Qianqiu and said, "Yes, Master!" ”

Feng Mofeng was still in great surprise, and when he heard Ye Qianqiu's voice, he immediately hurriedly said to Ye Qianqiu: "Don't worry, uncle, the disciple promises to complete the task." ”

Immediately, he limped with Lu Wushuang and went to string people's heads first.

After a while, it was completely dark.

Lu Wushuang and Feng Mofeng straddled their horses, and the horses led a long list of Mongolian heads and went straight to the Mongolian camp.

The grass grows in all directions, the strange rocks are pressing, the twilight is vast, and there is no sound quietly, not even a single bird crow and sparrow.

Cheng Ying looked at the child in his arms, looked at the little face that wrinkled from time to time at that time, and said quietly: "These fierce and cruel Mongolian soldiers marched south, and I don't know how many adults and children were killed along the way. ”

The night is getting darker......