The spear he threw with his power was even more terrifying than a crossbow, and the speed was as fast as lightning, even if he detected it in advance and dodged it in advance, he might not be able to avoid it.

Several of the Descenders knew that he was throwing spears, but the speed of the spears was so fast that all three of them were killed by him, except for one of them, who managed to avoid the vital point and was smashed by a shot that was shoulder-high.

Killed several Xuanji Advent Person, among which there were two cultivators who had reached the innate realm, but in his hands they were no different from ordinary soldiers, the only one who survived jumped directly to the slopes on both sides of the mountain road in a panic, Ye Chen looked at it and did not continue to chase it.

It doesn't matter if the fish slips through the net, there is still a big fish waiting for him to catch, and it is rare to happen to meet the Mongolian national teacher, which is a good opportunity to kill.

He ran at an astonishing speed, every leap was more than ten meters away, every time he fell, the stone slabs on the ground were stepped on and shattered, and the Yuan soldiers in front of him were knocked away one by one, and there was a constant 'click' bone breaking sound, and the wails were endless.

Soon the figure of Shenhui Zen Master appeared in front of him, he seemed to hear the screams behind him, and when he turned around and saw Ye Chen rushing over, he immediately shouted:

"Block him!"

A large number of Yuan soldiers poured over, and these Yuan soldiers did not see his achievements in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall on the mountain, and those who did not know were fearless.

It's just that a group of people rushed up, and after he crashed into a table tennis ball like a bowling ball and knocked a large group of people more than ten meters away, the people behind were stunned and watched him rush down the mountain like the wind through the encirclement.

As soon as Zen Master Shenhui got off the mountain, he immediately ordered the Yuan soldiers who surrounded Shaolin Temple to stop him, and he had no idea of fighting Ye Chen at all, so he just buried his head and fled.

As the new sect master of the Vajra Sect, no one knows better than him how powerful Ye Chen is now, no one in the history of the twelve-layer Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong has been able to practice, even the predecessors who created this skill have not been able to practice, the latter layers are only deduced by theory, and they can be practiced theoretically, but no one has ever cultivated it, when he saw that Moa, who had cultivated to the ninth layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, was killed by a punch without any resistance, he knew that he was not an opponent, and he fled decisively without any scruples.

He was so decisive that Ye Chen was quite surprised, but Ye Chen's intention to kill him was extremely firm, as long as he killed Shenhui Zen Master, Ye Chen would immediately gain huge prestige, and in the future, as long as he ascended to the heights and shouted, there would immediately be echoes from the rebels from all over the country, and he could gather a large number of subordinates without much effort, which was very worthwhile.

It's just that his speed is not as good as that of the Shenhui National Teacher, and after the internal force was abolished, Ye Chen's light skills were basically wasted, and now he is running and chasing with his own speed, and the speed is still not as good as the Shenhui National Master with strong internal strength, he is a little slower, and he can only keep it and will not be chased and lost, but it is impossible to catch up.

But he is not in a hurry, he needs to consume internal force to rush through light work, his strength can be regarded as endless, chasing all the way, he can always make the internal strength of the Shenhui National Master exhaust, and he can easily kill him at that time.

Of course, Shenhui Guoshi understood this, and deliberately ran to the place where there was the Yuan army, and soon went down to the mountain, and there was a large camp on the side of the official road to Shaolin, where the Mongolian iron cavalry of 5,000 people was stationed, he rushed into the camp and immediately ordered the generals who came up to intercept Ye Chen.

The general received the order, the camp boiled instantly, a large number of Yuan soldiers lined up on their horses, Ye Chen just rushed over, and the leading general waved the saber in his hand:

"The national teacher has an order, kill him!"

"Kill !!"

About four or five hundred Yuan soldiers rushed out in formation.

"Look for death!"

Ye Chen raised his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the fastest cavalryman stabbed the target in the chest with a rifle in his hand, a cruel smile appeared on his face, he had already imagined the scene of himself shooting the other party through the chest and mopping the ground.

However, the hideousness on his face disappeared in an instant in the next second, and the moment the riding gun collided with the target, he felt like he had hit a mountain, and the riding gun in his hand rebounded and flew out, and the armored war horse hit the head with a violent shock and stopped, and the next second even the man and the horse took off into the air.

Ye Chen grabbed the charging ironclad war horse with both hands, and easily lifted the war horse weighing thousands of kilograms with the knight like a toy, and threw it violently.

"Hide!"

The knight behind shouted in shock, and the war horse flew over more than ten meters and fell, smashing a charging knight down with a 'bang', a series of people neighed on their horses, and a large part of the charging queue fell.

Ye Chen raised his hand and grabbed a riding spear that was stabbed and jerked it violently, and immediately the knight was taken off the horse, he kicked it away, and the person died in mid-air.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the three-meter-long cavalry spear and swept it, and with one shot, a knight and his horse flew several meters sideways, and pressed the two ironclad war horses to sweep the three meters in front of him like a sweep out of a fan-shaped clearing.

In less than half a minute, the formation of four or five hundred knights was broken through by him, if it wasn't for the rush to chase and kill the Shenhui National Division, he could kill all this cavalry force by himself.

Without special war ordnance, his King Kong incorruptible body is absolutely invincible, and the armored heavy cavalry charges with all their strength of several thousand kilograms, and the threat is not as powerful as the previous steel crossbow arrows.

When he rushed out of the cavalry camp, he could no longer see the figure of Shenhui Guoshi, and half a minute was enough time for him to open the distance and escape.

"Mah!"

He broke a large tree on the side of the road with a punch, reached out to hug the broken tree, and walked back.

Returned to the cavalry camp, hugged the thick tree in his hand that was as light as plastic, and swept across, breaking the flagpole at the entrance of the camp, and several cavalry companies on the side flew out seven or eight meters away with their horses, and the sound of bones breaking in the air was non-stop, falling to the ground, spurting blood from the corner of his mouth, and convulsing all over his body, unable to move even a finger.

"Immortal Warrior, kill him!"

Ye Chen turned his head violently, picked up the big tree in his hand and threw it violently, knocking the general who gave the order directly from the horse, twisting his body into a strange shape in mid-air, and he didn't snort when he fell to the ground, and he was already dead in mid-air.

Next, Ye Chen was blocking at the gate of the camp, holding a horse lance in his hand to kill wildly, with his strength he didn't need to be stabbed at all, as long as he hit whether it was a person or a horse or not, he could be beaten alive, even if he didn't hit the vital point but the limbs, he could directly break the limbs.

In less than ten minutes, this fierce Mongolian cavalry was crushed by him alone, and scattered in all directions, leaving only a camp full of devastation and corpses.

When he came out of the corpse-strewn camp, the mallets on his hands were stained red with blood, but his body was extremely clean, without a trace of blood, as if the slaughter had nothing to do with him.

Back to the Shaolin Temple, the battle continued, but most of them were concentrated in the mountain gate, and the Yuan army on the mountain had been driven down, and the assembly under the mountain was in a stalemate with the Shaolin Temple monks.