On the dirt mountain, hundreds of soldiers will stand around, armed with swords and arrows, and stand on guard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the earth mountain, there are layers of cavalry in the southeast, northwest and northwest, dense like dark clouds on the horizon.

On the mountainside, a sturdy young man was fighting four people with his bare hands, each holding a sword, a gun, a whip and an axe.

The young man remembered the essence of the second master's guidance, and each palm was strong and fierce, no matter how the four of them used the blade to attack and kill, they just repeatedly hit the opening palm over and over again, and hundreds of moves down, the four of them couldn't deceive him three feet away.

Up and down the mountain, whether it was Temujin's soldiers or Sangkun Zamuhe's soldiers, they all shouted continuously, before they were scolding the four ghosts of the Yellow River to bully more and bully, but now they are applauding Guo Jing with fewer enemies.

After a few more moves, Guo Jing grabbed a flaw in the man who made the knife, slashed him on his shoulder and arm with one palm, knocked him down the mountainside, and carried the iron cloth shirt hard qigong taught by Xiao Mituo, and whipped the whip man with his back, and hit him on the wrist with a backhand, unloaded his blade, flew up with a kick, kicked him down the mountainside, and then split three palms in a row, forcing back the attack of the spear and the axe.

After a few efforts, the soldiers were dazzled and dazzled, and the cheers were all over the mountains.

The strength of the four people could not suppress Guo Jing, and the remaining two were not opponents, and after more than a dozen moves, they were beaten down the mountainside by the teenager one by one.

"Kid, your kung fu is amazing." As soon as Guo Jing returned to the mountain, Temujin patted him on the shoulder.

The kings and generals continued to praise each other, especially the three of Wokotai Borhu, who had fought with the four ghosts.

Guo Jinghan laughed twice.

Suddenly, the army under the mountain was in chaos, and the six figures shuttled uncertainly, and soon broke through the layers of defense lines and ascended the mountainside.

"Jing'er, it's your six masters who have arrived." The archer Jebel's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he could see the faces of the six people from a distance.

"It's seven masters." A wisp of green smoke condensed.

"Second Master!" As soon as he saw someone coming, Guo Jing shouted happily.

However, Temujin and the others were frightened, at this moment of dawn, the ghost can still stay for a moment, is this person ......

Temujin was now only one of the three strongest tribal princes of the Mongols, and the Qiyan tribe was not the Mongol Empire that would dominate the four seas and make all nations feared in the future.

Therefore, there are no strong martial arts guards around him, and when he arrives in the Condor World, there are masters of Tantra who will go down the mountain to assist the royal family of the Yuan Kingdom.

Where can he see the skills of the supreme masters.

Wu Youliang's three-year penance is good at chasing and dodging, but in terms of longitudinal, it is slightly inferior to the Quanzhen Sect's Jin Yan Gong, Wudang's Tiyun Zong, and other light skills, however, with his profound internal strength, it is enough to make up for the shortcomings, or even a few points better.

Some people who have no internal foundation, and now they can't even see his afterimage.

Even a sharpshooter like Jebel could only catch a few faint blue shadows that seemed to be absent.

With modern knowledge, it is not enough to see the trajectory of movement, not even retinal imaging.

If you can see the afterimage, you have a chance to make a move, because when you are alive and dead, you often can't think of it, so you make a move, but you can't even see the afterimage, it's just a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Protect the Great Khan."

Borshu and other generals immediately surrounded Temujin, and the scimitar in his hand pointed directly at Wu Youliang.

"Who are you?"

Temujin felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Great Khan, he is my second master." Guo Jing said urgently.

"Jing'er, eight years ago, your second master was already in his thirties, and he was in his twenties at most, how could he be your second master?" Jebel wondered.

"Master Jebe, he is really my second master."

While a few people were talking, the six monsters went up the dirt mountain.

"Second brother, what's going on?"

Seeing Temujin's soldiers pointing at Wu Youliang with their scimitars, the six monsters changed their faces one after another, and Nan Xiren even raised his palm, ready to slash Mu Huali at the forefront with one palm.

"Stop, don't be rude."

Temujin stopped the generals and looked at Wu Youliang with surprised eyes for a while, "Mr. is really Guo Jing's second master?" ”

"It's like a fake." Wu has a good way.

"I beg my husband's help." Temujin bowed.

"The Great Khan doesn't have to be polite, Tuo Lei has already brought people here."

As soon as Wu Youliang's voice fell, the smoke and dust billowed in the distance, covering the sky and the sun, looking at the momentum, it seemed that tens of thousands of troops were rushing to kill.

When the kings and generals saw that the rescue had really come, their faces were overjoyed.

Tiemu's heart flashed, and he made a decision, he knew that Zamu's army was strict, and his headquarters were all elite soldiers, and Sang Kun was relying on Wang Han's remaining shade, but he was actually mediocre and incompetent, so he immediately pointed his scimitar at the left wing army and shouted, "Rush here." ”

The kings of Jochi, Chagatai, and Ogedai rushed to kill first, while Jebe, Borshu and other generals guarded Temujin and followed closely.

Wu Youliang ordered the six monsters to protect Guo Jing, and he left hundreds of soldiers, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and went straight to thousands of horses and thousands of troops by himself.

He wants to try his eight years of work to see if he can treat thousands of horses and thousands of troops as if they were idle.

Hundreds of cavalry charged, it was already smoke and dust, yellow sand rolling, thousands of cavalry charged, but also the earth shook the mountain, the wind and sand filled the sky, ten thousand cavalry charged, when enough to frighten people to death.

However, Wu Youliang was a master of art and boldness, and rushed straight into the elite soldiers of Zamuhe on the right flank.

As soon as he entered the formation, he only heard the trampling of the horses' hooves, the roar of the soldiers, the surrounding figures were surrounded, layered on top of each other, and there were human figures in all directions, and those who were a little weaker in mind immediately felt a sense of despair.

Wu Youliang's body method stopped, showed traces, and transported a thousand catties to take root in the earth.

He shook the dantian, his inner breath was boiling, full of limbs and hundreds of remains, wisps of qi like substance, thousands of entanglements, like whirlpools, like undercurrents, drumming him to hunt in a green shirt and move, three thousand green silk is also fluttering, part of the green silk hangs down, covering the face.

With his internal strength, Yue Buqun was able to shatter the fine steel sword with his sleeves.

But he married Ning Zhongze early and enjoyed the joy of fish and water, Wu Youliang should be able to conclude that it is impossible for the latter to break through the entrance with Zixia Gong and open up the second vein of Rendu.

That is, the internal strength realm of the gentleman's sword is not as good as him.

As for the deep internal force, when it is between the two and the middle, as for who is the uncle and who is the middle, we can only know if we fight again.

Yue Buqun can show the means of picking leaves and flying flowers, and Wu Youliang thinks that he can be better.

In an instant, seven or eight scimitars slashed from the south, south, north, and west, and as soon as they touched his clothes, green silk, and the qi trembled violently, instantly shattering all the scimitars.

The cavalry roared past, leaving only the bare hilt of their swords.

If the tremor of the qi is one point faster, and if it is one point slower, it is impossible for Wu Youliang to be unhindered, only when the external force touches and the internal breath moves naturally, can such a miracle be formed.

But it wasn't completely unhindered, his chest was dull, and his qi and blood were surging violently, almost breaking the shelf of a thousand pounds.

The scimitar is difficult to break, but the power of seven or eight horses galloping is so fast, if he hadn't used flying flam to unload part of his strength, he would have to spit out at least one or two mouthfuls of blood.

The next moment, five or six horsemen rushed to kill.

It's just that his breath is slightly cloudy, and the energy around him is inevitably a little obscure.

Laugh at!

A scimitar broke through the gang qi and cut the green shirt, and then slashed the body of Wu Youliang, like a gold and iron strike, sonorous.

After eight years of work, in addition to his strong internal strength, he has worked hard to create a body of copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary swords are already difficult to hurt.

Wu Youliang's body was like a flying flotsam, floating up, unloading the power of rushing and killing.

With a dripping spun in the air, it flashed out of a scimitar with staggered handles, and the long sword turned into wisps of smoke and wielded in a misty manner.

A group of cavalry within ten feet of the surrounding area suddenly turned black in front of them and fell off their horses.

Hahaha!

Wu Youliang leaned back and laughed, the sound was like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, shaking endlessly, suppressing the sound of soldiers shouting and killing, the sound of swords colliding, the trampling of horses' hooves and many other sounds in an instant.

His body was vertical, like light and shadow, and the long sword in his hand was like smoke and mist, and he played out the thirteen moves of Nanyue Hengshan, and the wisps of sword light were intertwined, and each wisp of sword light stabbed down at least one cavalryman.

When Wu Youliang unfolded his body technique, no one could catch his shadow and dance his sword technique, and no one could resist his killing.

Occasionally, he was hit by a stray arrow, leaning on the strength of the body protection and the copper skin and iron bones, which was completely unhindered.

Like a dark cloud covering the sun, the wolf burrowed into the flock.

In an instant, he made an empty way.

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