The mountain wind is howling, and the hunting is sounding.

The two armies confronted each other.

The Mongol army has been open until the 10th, and the two sides have tried to attack and defend alternately, giving full play to the strategy of war.

After the warm-up, the final showdown still has to be divided in a head-to-head confrontation.

At this time, the Song army was camped in the mountains, and they had already set up a formation, Gu Cheng was sitting on a sweaty horse, and as far as his eyes could see, it was a piece of black pressure, slowly approaching in an extremely regular formation.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The Mongolian cavalry, neatly arranged, roared and shouted, as if they had infinite energy.

Majestic, unmatched.

What caught Gu Cheng's attention even more was that an invisible pillar of qi connected to the sky and the earth, turning into a monster like a dragon and a wolf, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and stretching its body.

"The wolf is the military power, the dragon is the national fortune, and the military is connected to the national fortune!"

"This is the reason why the luck of the Saiwai people lost so quickly after they entered the Central Plains. The military strength is declining, the military spirit is dissipating, how can a dragon bear the fortune of the Central Plains?"

"Establishing a country with a military force, what are the pros and cons!"

Under the city of Xiangyang, the first glimpse of Mongolia's luck, Gu Chengshang couldn't see anything, at this time, the power of the immortal martial arts, like the hope of the Son of Heaven, can clearly compare the two armies, and send out enlightenment and emotion.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, the dragon and wolf were fierce, and they had already pounced on the Great Song army.

Gu Chengze's whole body was shocked, as if he had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and a pillar of qi was rising, with a golden dragon hovering majestically.

Compared with the strong outside and the middle cadres at that time, the five-clawed golden dragon at this time finally had the majesty of Bona and ruling all directions.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

And when Gu Cheng raised the long sword in his hand and pointed obliquely at the sky, the Great Song Dynasty army and the ten-mile company camp also shouted in unison, gathering a wolf smoke and blood that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Its fighting spirit is not inferior to the Mongolian army, and it is combined with the five-clawed golden dragon, and the wind and clouds are thunderous, forming a long rainbow of dragon breath, which spits unceremoniously towards the Mongolian dragon wolf.

Roar!

The dragon wolf was hit hard and furious, and Temujin, who was at the front, was also shocked, faintly feeling that he was not in a fight, and his thick black eyebrows were raised.

In fact, throughout the ages, there has never been an army in the Central Plains that has been so closely integrated with the emperor's dragon qi.

Gu Cheng used one battle after another to establish the belief that I am invincible in the Song army.

At this time, just one action greatly boosted the morale of the whole army, and the soldiers forgot to die without any second thoughts.

This scene made Temujin feel incredible, but at this moment, he saw Gu Cheng coming out of the Song army, and said loudly: "Temujin, do you dare to fight with Lone?"

Crash!

When the majestic voice of the gods reached the ears of every soldier clearly, both armies stirred.

It was really Gu Cheng's move that was very unexpected.

The act of fighting generals has been around since ancient times.

The most famous is the Three Kingdoms, and the two Song Yuanming have very few such behaviors in their impressions, in fact, fifty years ago, when Yue Fei fought against Taihang Mountain, he also rode alone with a Zhangba iron spear to assassinate the Black Wind King, and he was mighty.

However, identities like Gu Cheng and Temujin, who are going head-to-head before the battle, are really unprecedented.

"Good!"

Without much nonsense, Temujin replied in a loud voice.

He was by no means reckless, but this war was related to the Mongols' ambition to enter the Central Plains, and all favorable conditions must be sought.

For the Song army, Temujin had no certainty of victory, and the courage of the army would be the heaviest thing for the Mongolian cavalry, and the heaviest thing for the Mongolian cavalry was the unrivaled momentum.

What's more, in the battle of Xiangyang, Temujin had seen the strength of this prince and the strong men under his command.

Although the martial arts of the Central Plains are broad and profound, at this time, he thinks that he is already invincible in the world!

"Come!"

Gu Cheng's face was solemn, and the majesty of this moment was like a god who was high above the nine heavens and looked down on all beings.

The huge momentum was like mountains and seas, like the abyss and the sky, and even the shouts of both sides were quiet.

Hiss!

He rode a real sweat and blood horse under his crotch, tall and mighty, majestic and heroic, and even more extremely humane, without driving, he took the initiative to gallop out like a dragon, and suddenly stopped in the center of the two armies.

Temujin's face became extremely solemn, and he finally found that in addition to his progress, the prince of the Great Song Dynasty was no longer the same as Xiangyang.

But this inspired his monstrous fighting spirit, and he was originally riding a blue wolf possessed by Zhang Jiao's soul, but at this moment, he swept his eyes, and actually stretched out his hand to beckon, so that his subordinates also brought a sweaty horse.

Under the unwilling and anxious roar of the blue wolf, Temujin's majestic body landed on the horse, clamped the horse's belly, and marched towards the center with neither fast nor slow speed.

"Good!"

Gu Cheng admired.

Ordinary people only look at the surface and are puzzled by Temujin's behavior, only the peak powerhouse can experience the horror of the invincible mentality of not taking advantage of the mount.

In particular, Temujin's posture of strolling around the courtyard now is a kind of freewheeling that blends in with nature.

Following Xuzhu and Lin Xuanqing, the third in this world to transcend the martial arts barrier and reach the existence of gods and minds appeared.

At this moment, Temujin's eyes were clear, and the heavens and the earth stretched out above his head and under his feet, reaching infinity.

Helan Mountain disappeared, and the two armies of the Great Song and Mongolia disappeared, but Gu Cheng continued to expand.

Call!

I don't know if it was deliberate or accidental, when his momentum accumulated to the limit, Gu Cheng's Xuantie Sword slashed out.

This heavy sword, which originally weighed 8864 catties, has reached a terrifying level of 130 catties after the skilled craftsman returned to the furnace and rebuilt it, and it has directly doubled.

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Cheng never wore heavy armor, and the sweat and blood under his crotch were trained, he would only be crushed.

At this moment, the first heavy sword in the universe roared, without any fancies, but it blew a monstrous hurricane, swaying people's hearts and chilling the enemy's liver and gall.

That power is more than a thousand catties, I am afraid that the martial artists who have cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to the peak of the thirteenth level will never dare to attack it directly!

But Temujin's spear swirled and was pointed out like this.

The bland thorn did not bring any rumors, and all the true qi and internal strength were stored in the weapon, including his wholehearted spirit.

Boom!

The swords and spears struck each other, making a muffled thunder and blasting sound, and Gu Cheng and Temujin shook together, fighting head-on, and they were actually evenly divided.

But the material of the Darkiron Sword was clearly stronger than Temujin's spear, which had already cracked.

However, Temujin's speed of ventilation was faster, and with a slight stroke of the spear, he and Gu Cheng bounced off their respective horses, staggered through the air, and exchanged more than ten swords in an instant.

One is nine yin and nine yang, which is refined and pure, and then simplified into complex.

One is Baishou Taixuan, all-encompassing, and then simplifying.

The battle between the two of them has already encompassed all the mysteries of martial arts in the world, and the major masters in the Song army array are fascinated.

However, the next moment, when Gu Cheng and Temujin fell, and actually exchanged war horses, their hearts were full of sorrow.

This was clearly something to Temujin's behalf.

Because the Mongolian sweat and blood horse couldn't adapt to the weight of the Xuantie Sword at all, and as soon as the front legs bent, it was about to fall down.

Fortunately, Gu Cheng raised his sword and stabbed forward, his body was as light as a feather, and it seemed to be driven by the giant sword, drawing a graceful and impeccable arc, and the human sword was one, and he flaunted Temujin.

Call!

The mountain breeze was blowing, and Temujin's eyes showed amazement, because this sword already had the style of a god.

Gu Cheng is improving, he is still one step away from the realm of God and Ming, he takes the enemy as his teacher, and he also begins to touch the Divine Yuan, use heaven and earth, and turn decay into magic.