"This woman is Guo Jing's daughter?"

The Great Khan sat on the horse, pointed at Guo Xiang and asked, his eyes curious.

The Hundred Losses Daoist was dressed in a Taoist robe and his figure was thin. The little eyes became a line, and every time it flickered, it was extremely cold. Hearing this, the Hundred Losses Daoist nodded, and said with a smile: "Great Khan, this woman has a great reputation and excellent appearance. If the Great Khan likes it, the poor road will be caught by the Great Khan. ”

The Great Khan was slightly moved when he heard this, but then shook his head: "It's not appropriate, this woman's magic skills are amazing, and this big man can't get close." Moreover, Guo Jing is my Mongolian golden sword and horse, and he is also a hero. His descendants are inviolable. ”

"The Great Khan is wise." The Hundred Damage Daoist bent down and said, "However, this woman is exhausted, so let Poor Dao kill her, and let her die." ”

"In this way, there is a long way to go."

"Poor Dao is willing to serve, hahaha......"

The Baiyi Daoist laughed, flicked his sleeves and jumped off the war horse. Then he ran directly to Guo Xiang, the speed was staggering.

At this moment, a mutation protruded.

Guo Xiang, who was already exhausted, suddenly had bright eyes, and his long sword swept violently, killing him out of the encirclement.

"It's ......"

The Hundred Losses Daoist was taken aback, his speed was stagnant, and he looked at Guo Xiang with a shocked expression.

But seeing that Guo Xiang's true qi was surging, a trace of spiritual light poured into the zenith, and the long sword swept away, and the three-foot sword qi exploded, and it was fierce and invincible.

"Shhh...... How is it possible, this is a great achievement, and the internal force is self-generated without roots. ”

As a congenital master, he naturally saw at a glance that Guo Xiang was wrong at this time.

Obviously exhausted, internal strength is exhausted. But at this moment, it suddenly broke out, which was unexpected.

To put it bluntly, it is to break through the battle, break a certain level, and make the internal force increase suddenly and return to its peak state.

"But even so, even if you live after this battle, I'm afraid there will be endless disasters."

Although Guo Xiang is powerful, he breaks through at this time, and it is time to consolidate his cultivation. But she fought strongly, squeezing her potential. If it passes, I'm afraid there will be problems with the meridians.

Not to mention that Guo Xiang has been fighting for half a day, and the meridians have long been overwhelmed.

The destruction of Xiangyang City has become a foregone conclusion, and the masters of the older generation have died. Guo Jing dies again, kill Guo Xiang, even if he can't kill him, he can abolish it. When the time comes, the poor road will be the first in the world.

With a move in his heart, he weighed the pros and cons of the Daoist and made an instant move.

Brush!

It's cold and cold.

Two streams of true qi gushed out and went straight to Guo Xiang.

"It's you who hurt Daddy."

Guo Xiang sensed in an instant, this true qi is the same as the true qi in his father's body.

Originally, her cultivation of the Nine Yang Divine Skill could expel this incomparably cold true qi. But Guo Jing is old after all, and with an injury, the cold ice freezes his internal organs. In this case, even if he is saved, he will die in a few days.

Therefore, Guo Xiangcai did not spend his energy.

Instead of that, it is better to save your physical strength and kill the Mongol emperor, which can be regarded as revenge for your father.

But I didn't expect to meet the main owner as soon as I broke through.

"It's just right to come, others are afraid of you, but I, Guo Xiang, am not afraid."

Guo Xiang greeted him heroically, and with the swing of his long sword, a wave of water formed around him, distorting the space in front of him.

That Xuan Ming True Qi was directly moved away and directed towards the earth.

"How is that possible?"

The Xuanming Divine Palm is extremely powerful, and it cannot be broken if it is not masculine and true.

But Guo Xiang moved away directly, which surprised the people of the Hundred Losses Daoist, and a trace of bad things rose in his heart.

"Hundred Losses Daoist, you can't run away today."

Guo Xiang's speed was fast, and he came to him in the blink of an eye, and slashed out with a sword, but was resisted by Xuan Ming's palm.

She laughed, the yin and yang in her body turned, and the Jiuyang true qi exploded with a bang, and a little golden light bloomed on the long sword. A trace of scorching masculinity, and the fierce breath spread.

"This is ......," the Hundred Loss Daoist was taken aback.

"Your nemesis!"

Guo Xiang laughed, with Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect his body, although this Xuanming palm power is strong, it can't hurt himself at all.

Now that the Nine Yin and Nine Yang have been completed, the Yin and Yang Qiankun Secret Classics have gone further, and the innate road has gone to the front of everyone. Guo Xianghao was angry, and when the Hundred Losses Daoist was stunned, the White Dragon Sword rolled up and directly wrapped the right arm of the Hundred Losses Daoist.

Sting!

With a slight pull, one of her arms was cut off.

The Hundred Damage Daoist let out a miserable scream, and his face was pale and he covered his arms and retreated.

Guo Xiang was unforgiving, the long sword in his hand was connected, and the angle was sinister, remembering that Wang Tian had taught him the murderous sword in the valley, Guo Xiang used it for the first time without reservation.

Puff puff puff......

A few swords in a row, and the blood bloomed. There are a few more blood holes in the chest of the Hundred Damaged Daoists. If it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have been stabbed in the chest by Guo Xiang's sword a long time ago. At that time, the body will be gone, and everything will be put to rest.

Brush!!!

Suddenly, a sword swept in, and his neck was cold.

The Hundred Losses Daoist was shocked, gritted his teeth and raised his left arm to block, and his body retreated.

Poof......

The arm fell, the figure flew upside down, blood flowed, and screamed again and again.

The Hundred Damage Daoist rolled on the spot, hid in the crowd, and then ran away directly.

Guo Xiang was about to chase after him, but found that something had happened to the golden tent, and the emperor seemed to be leaving. Unwillingly, he glanced at the Hundred Damaged Daoists, Guo Xiang turned around and killed him.

An hour later, the grass was littered with corpses.

Carrying a sword, panting, his face was pale and covered in blood.

The yellow clothes are broken, and the jade legs are full of wounds. His hair was scattered, and his eyes had a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Looking at the big man in flower clothes rolling down on the ground, Guo Xiang's eyes were cold: "Even if the city is broken, why do you want to slaughter the city?" ”

Dahan's expression was pale, and his eyes were afraid: "Miss Guo, the army has passed, and there is not a single grass." When the world is under great rule, I will definitely run a benevolent government in Mongolia. ”

"I can't wait for that day, you kill, I kill you, Mongolia is powerful, my Guo family can't stop it. But it doesn't matter, I'm going to kill you as an emperor if I can't see it, and I'm going to kill you an emperor if I'm in a bad mood. You have a lot of Mongolians, I see if there are too many emperors, enough for me to kill. ”

"You ......"

"It starts with you."

Guo Xiang's face turned cold, the long sword swept down, and the head rolled to the side.

"The emperor is dead, isn't it the same as the people of the rivers and lakes? One head and one crippled body, it makes no difference. ”

She sighed, turned her head, looked at the only living soldier on the ground, and shook her head lightly: "If your arm is broken, you can't draw the bow." I will not kill you, but when you are saved, pass on my word, and I will really kill. ”

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up a boulder, the long sword brush was pointed out, and several big characters appeared: Kill the Mongolian Khan here! Xiangyang Guo Xiang!

nodded lightly and clapped his hands with satisfaction.

But his face suddenly changed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Guo Xiang frowned, with severe pain in his body, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. With trembling hands, he withdrew his sword, propped himself up on the ground, and staggered away a little.

The soldier on the ground with broken arms looked at Guo Xiang with hatred, and smiled gloatingly. In his opinion, Guo Xiang was hit by more than 50 knives in his body, and even if he didn't die, he wouldn't live long. Otherwise, how can this kind of master leave with his hands and feet?

Naturally, it was going back and forth, and it flew away in a dashing manner.