The old tantric monk was beaten and retreated, and Chen Ziang pursued after the victory, slapping him one palm after another, not giving him a chance to react.

In the end, Chen Ziang took out the Heavenly Sword, a sword light flashed, and a good head flew up.

"Shoot the arrows!" One of the Mongol generals gave the order, and the archers in the back row took out their strong bows and began to shoot arrows.

Chen Ziang quickly took out the guqin and sat on the dusty ground and began to play.

The rain of arrows attacked the Song soldiers like locusts, but they all seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and they couldn't shoot in, and finally they could only fall to the ground weakly.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, only Hong Qigong looked at Chen Ziang, who was sitting on the ground playing the piano, was this young man's strength already strong enough to reach such a level? And what kind of kung fu is this?

Several Mongolian soldiers saw Chen Ziang sitting on the ground playing the piano, carrying a scimitar and wanted to kill him, but after taking a few steps, he was pierced through his body by a weapon made of invisible sound waves.

"Shoot the arrows!"

This time the shouts came from the generals of the Great Song Dynasty, and the rain of arrows in the sky returned to the Mongolian side, and the screams came one after another.

Chen Ziang had no opponent at the moment, so he went to help Qiu Qianren, Yideng and others to break the siege, but when he saved Yideng, he deliberately delayed for a while, in order to learn his Yiyang Finger Kung Fu.

The whole battle became clear due to the addition of Hong Qigong, and the original death situation of one ring after another was also resolved, six of the seven old monks were killed, and one of them fled into the Mongol army.

"Let's kill it in one go!" Chen Ziang's words shouted with internal force spread throughout the three armies, and everyone fought bravely to kill the enemy.

There was also a voice from the Mongolian side, and after listening to it, the Mongolian soldiers also worked hard like chicken blood, and it was estimated that they were also some words of encouragement for the battle.

At this moment, the casualties have reached nearly 10,000 people, and there are fallen soldiers and martial arts people everywhere, and there are countless broken limbs and stumps.

Shouts, roars, screams, cries, all kinds of sounds are mixed in this battle, this is the battle, it is a game between the monarch and the monarch, but the chess pieces of the game are the soldiers and the people under his rule.

I don't know why, Chen Ziang has a sense of disgust for these monarchs in his heart, and he just wants to end this battle as soon as possible.

He glanced at the battlefield, the little dragon girl was using the jade girl swordsmanship to kill the enemy, only a real battle can make martial arts faster proficiency and integration, which is also the purpose of Chen Ziang to let him join the battle.

Not far away, Shadow One was also killing enemies, but his eyes were all on the little dragon girl, and he wanted to make sure that the little dragon girl could protect her as soon as possible before she was hurt.

As for those shadowy disciples, they are as elusive as ghosts, they are not tough with the Mongol soldiers, but they always appear at critical times to give them a fatal blow.

In the whole battle, the most people were not killed by the beggars or the Quanzhen Sect, but by the three thousand killers of the hidden stream.

Seeing that the little dragon girl was protected by the shadow and Chen Ziang, he was relieved, he called the Condor down from the sky, and sat on its back with a jump.

He sat cross-legged on the back of the Condor, placed a guqin full of ancient rhyme on his legs, and played it leisurely.

The strange thing is that the sound of his piano can actually suppress all the fighting and shouting below, causing tens of thousands of people to look up at the sky.

"What the hell is this kid going to do," Hong Qigong muttered.

"The alliance leader's methods will greatly surprise me every time, I'm afraid that there is a place for him in Huashan Lunjian this year" Guo Jing said to Hong Qi.

Hong Qigong nodded, this son's strength is already qualified for himself and others to go to Huashan to decide a male and female.

Just as everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful sound of the piano, the shadow of a giant sword appeared in the sky above the center of the Mongol army, and this shadow gradually transformed from virtual to real.

This sword is black as a whole, a hundred zhang long, wild and evil, it was summoned by Chen Ziang when he dealt with the old demon of Montenegro in A Chinese Ghost Story, and at this moment, because he himself has become a lot stronger, this illusory evil sword has also become stronger.

"Wow~"

As the last note was played, the sword landed straight on the luxurious palanquin in the center of the Mongol army, forming a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters around the palanquin.

The people and things in the pit were all crushed into pieces of flesh, and the sedan chair in the center was destroyed into a pile of ashes with the people inside.

"Khan is dead? Khan is dead! ”

"Retreat, retreat"

The morale of the Mongolian soldiers has been chaotic, all the tantric masters on their side have been killed, and at this moment, even the khan has been killed by others, and what capital is there to fight with the Great Song Dynasty.

"The Mongols have retreated! Möngke is dead! Guo Jing couldn't help but cheer, and everyone else was the same.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Hong Qigong shook his head.

"Shoot the arrows!" With the order of a soldier, nearly a thousand archers shot arrows at Chen Ziang together, but the effect was still the same as before, blocked by an invisible barrier, and could not hurt the people inside at all, not even the Condor could attack.

Chen Zi frowned, and went towards the order just now, easily piercing his chest with a flying knife.

Suddenly, he noticed that a person who looked like an officer was swept by Chen Zi's gaze and wanted to run away in a panic, and Chen Ziang felt a thrill in his heart.

He caught up with the officer, turned his face and saw a resolute face, his otherwise majestic eyes full of panic at the moment.

Chen Ziang dragged him to the back of the Condor, and searched out the tokens and talismans of the Mongolian Khan from him, and the identity of this person was revealed.

"Let me go, I won't attack the Great Song again," the man said with a sad face.

"Meng Ge, he really deserves to be called the Khan of Mongolia, and he is so scheming!" Chen Ziang sneered, the sedan chair he killed just now was not the Mongolian Khan Meng Ge at all, and the real Meng Ge was hiding next to the Ling soldiers, quietly commanding him to give orders.

"Let me go," Meng Ge begged again, but what he got was Chen Ziang's strong refusal.

A figure fell from the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground, smashed into pulp.

At this time, the current Khan of Mongolia, Möngke, was completely killed.

The officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty and the martial arts experts beat the water dogs and killed a lot of Mongolian soldiers, but the vast majority of the Mongolian soldiers still fled back on their fast horses.

And it is impossible to chase it again, because the horses on the side of the Great Song Dynasty are much worse than those in Mongolia, and the only few good horses are given by other countries, and the horses of ordinary officers and soldiers are more than one level worse than the horses of Mongolian soldiers.

The earth was stained red with blood, and this was the price of the blood left behind after the war, but at this moment the Great Song was immersed in joy, and they not only held the battle, but also killed the Mongol Khan.

All of this is because of that young martial arts alliance leader.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads and waited for Chen Ziang and his Condor to land in a circle.