"Presumptuous!"

"That thief, dare to openly commit murder in Dadu!"

The army that had just walked not far in front turned his head to look when he heard the sudden movement from behind, and happened to see the scene where Zhang Sanfeng killed the deer stick with his luck.

The Mongolian officer in the lead immediately changed his complexion, and shouted violently at the white-eyed Taoist who was about to withdraw his hand with the long knife at his waist in his hand.

In this world, the Great Yuan Dynasty has not been extinguished!

In broad daylight, there are even bold people who make trouble in this Dayuan capital!

It's just deadly!

The Mongolian officer's bronzed face exuded anger, and he looked at the white-eyed Taoist in the distance with some hideousness.

"These martial arts people are really lawless!"

"In the past, I openly disobeyed the will of my Dayuan, and secretly made trouble."

"Now they dare to rush to this capital and kill the guests of Ruyang Palace!"

"It's worth it!"

This Mongolian Tartar knew the deer sticker lying in a pool of blood not far away.

He had seen this man in the palace of Ruyang.

If he remembered correctly, this guy should be the guard of the little county lord in the palace.

That is why the Mongol officers were so angry.

That's the King of Ruyang, who is in charge of the world's soldiers and horses!

The last pillar of the current Great Yuan Dynasty, after the uprising, the Red Turban Army, which was like a bamboo, was finally destroyed under the leadership of this capable minister.

His righteous son, Wang Baobao, is even more powerful and brave.

This father and son are now the few loyal generals left in the Great Yuan Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to call them the pillars of optimus!

A pair of fierce eyes, glancing at the blade that was suddenly drawn.

Looking at the little cold light of the long knife, the Mongolian officer raised his head suddenly, his eyes were vicious, and he looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was looking at this place not far away.

"Sergeants! Listen to me! ”

The long knife was raised high, and it fell with the voice of the Mongolian officer.

"Take down this lawless and reckless thief!"

"Kill me!"

"If anyone dares to stop it, they will be treated as a member of the party!"

After receiving the military order from the chief, the soldiers below brazenly launched an offensive against the Baimei Daoren.

Among this group of hundreds of soldiers, there were not only rough-looking Mongol soldiers and strange-looking Semu people, but also more of them were recruited from the Han Chinese.

No matter what the era, there will be people who make different choices for the sake of profit.

Just like this group of soldiers who are Han Chinese and serve in the Yuan Court.

There is no right or wrong, no position.

Their original wish was just to live a better life, nothing more.

The soldier pulled out the long knife in his hand, wore armor, and rushed towards Zhang Sanfeng not far away!

When the crowd on the street saw this fierce Mongol army, their faces immediately changed dramatically, and they fled in terror for fear of being burned.

It's hard enough to live, and who doesn't want to get into trouble with anything else.

In less than a moment, on the entire street, only Zhang Sanfeng was left standing in a Taoist robe, and on the opposite side was the Yuan Court army that was about to collide!

Seeing the white-eyed old man standing in place, not dodging or dodging, and not even frowning, the Mongolian officer sneered.

"This old thing, isn't it stupid to practice martial arts?"

"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the army that has formed a military formation!"

"How many so-called martial arts masters have died under the blade of my Yuan Court?"

"I can't even count them!"

Looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him, he thought of the remnants of the Ming Sect that he had exterminated a few years ago.

Don't measure yourself!

Just as the shouts of the Mongol army approached the Baimei Daoist.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had been hiding his hands in his sleeves and standing behind his back, moved.

Suddenly, a strong wind danced, and the old Taoist priest slowly raised his hands, and the yin and yang true qi hovered three inches between his palms, condensing but not dispersing.

The strong winds in all directions blew the oncoming Mongol army to pieces, and they were a little unstable on their feet.

Some of the eaves tiles next to it were picked off by the wind and fell to the ground with a clatter, making a cracking sound.

Yin and Yang True Qi surged out, converging between Zhang Sanfeng's palms, squeezing smaller and smaller, and then gently pushed it out towards the Mongolian officer.

When the Mongolian officer saw this scene, his heart beat rapidly, and he subconsciously asked the soldiers to attack, but he looked up and saw an expressionless face, as well as a black and white air mass that seemed to swallow everything.

This is the last scene he saw in this world.

The black and white air mass, which was originally only a palm wide, quickly expanded after encountering the sword of the Mongolian officer, swallowing the entire body of this strong man who was eight feet long, and no more sound came out!

When the surrounding soldiers saw this unreasonable and terrifying scene, they were all terrified, and they couldn't even raise the courage to continue to rush towards Zhang Sanfeng.

"This person knows how to demons!"

A thin soldier with a helmet on top of him fell to the ground with a thud, and retreated again and again, looking at the commander who was completely swallowed by the black and white air mass, his eyes trembled, and his courage had long been lost.

"Humph!"

Many soldiers who had no intention of fighting, in a hurry and panic, suddenly heard a cold snort from above.

They raised their eyes and looked, only to see a white-eyed Daoist half a step across the void, looking at the military formation with a disdainful expression.

"For the sake of you being just accomplices, I will spare your life and not die!"

"Broken!"

The old Taoist priest said in one word, pinched the trick in his palm, and the black and white air mass devoured by the Mongolian officer was guided by his handprint, and scattered out, and the collapsed air wave slapped hundreds of soldiers around him, and swept into the air and shook dozens of feet away!

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

A series of crashing sounds sounded on the eaves wall not far away, making a collapsing sound.

The dust rolls and the aftermath is everywhere.

The soldiers were lying on the ground, wounded by a strap, or broken arms and legs, with pained expressions on their faces.

What's more, hanging on the eaves or the branches of ancient trees next to them is a problem.

All kinds of misery, and so on.

The Taoist landed lightly and walked in the place where the black and white air mass had just burst apart.

The Mongol officer, who had been standing in place, had only a few scraps of armor left, showing traces of his existence.

With the body of one man and the strength of one man, he can match the hundreds of soldiers who formed a military formation.

The old Taoist priest was unscathed and won completely!

The people who were originally swarming in front of them had already scattered and fallen not far away, and they no longer had the strength and mental strength to stop Zhang Sanfeng.

The white-eyed Taoist greeted the rising sun, slowly continued in the direction of Dadu, completely ignoring the fact that some Mongolian soldiers struggled to get up, looked at him with fear, and then sneaked to the back...

The curtain opened, and all kinds of corners appeared.

Most of them are now surging.