CHAPTER XV

The person who came was surrounded by a visible aura from top to bottom, and although the divine weapon in his hand was not bladed, it could overwhelm nine out of nine weapons in the world just by relying on texture and quality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And this Xuantie Sword was previously owned by Wan Yan Kang, the son of King Zhao, so the identity of the person who came can be known regardless of it, naturally it is Wan Yan Kang who has advanced his skills but has become crazy for some reason.

Wan Yankang came straight at Temujin, like a mad tiger, opening and closing his moves, each move brought up stormy waves, cutting off the Mongolian soldiers who pounced on him and cutting them into pieces. Even the several living Buddhas enshrined by Temujin shot out, but they were only shocked and flew out upside down, but they couldn't stop his footsteps in the slightest.

His clothes were puffed up by the wind, and hunting sounded. Seeing Temujin fleeing in disarray made him feel great relief. The look in his eyes was sometimes clear, sometimes confused. The only thing that remains unchanged is the violent murderous aura on his body.

The Xuantie Sword is wielded wantonly, and there will be a fire dragon soaring into the sky, a green dragon will break the ground, a divine dragon will spit out beads, and a dragon will swim in the sky. In a few moments, the 1,000 soldiers who rushed forward were completely killed. That guy like a living Buddha, although he used many magic skills such as the flame knife and the vajra, he only ended up hating on the spot.

Seeing that Yan Kang could slash Temujin under his sword a few more steps forward, his face suddenly changed drastically, and then he hugged his head and wailed in pain. This little prince, who was still majestic before, is now rolling all over the ground, spitting saliva and snot together.

"Bastard....... You waste wood, you are dead, and you are still ............ Who am I? I'm Wan Yankang......... No, I'm Xu ..... Ahh ”

Even in a state of rolling on the ground, Wan Yankang is still not close to the living. A few big lamas who wanted to go up to pick up people's heads, while striking Yan Kang with their respective blades, were twisted into pieces by the extremely powerful body protection qi. The surging force in his body was vented, and Wan Yankang felt that the headache seemed to be a little better. The pain from the wound on his body made him sober up a little, and in this rare clarity, he threw the Xuantie Sword in his hand with all his strength towards Temujin, who had retreated from Empress Cang.

The divine soldiers turned into streamers, igniting the air along the way, piercing the sky like a white rainbow through the sun, bringing a series of thunderous roars. Just when Wan Yan Kang was full of joy and wanted to see the scene of Temujin's death, a person suddenly rushed out from the side and stopped the path of the Xuantie Sword.

The man was dragging thunder, and I saw him clapping his palms together on the Xuantie Sword, wanting to use his own strength to deliver this earth-shattering blow to the next. However, a burst of dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the Xuantie Sword, and this psychic divine weapon seemed to turn into a golden dragon with teeth and claws, about to swallow the person who stood in front of him.

It turned out that Wan Yankang knew that he might fall into madness again in the next moment, so he poured his power into the Xuantie Sword, and dived his strength inside, and only at the moment of being blocked did he burst out of this move, "The Golden Dragon's Fury Shocked the World". Gai Shi's strong move erupted, and he hit the tow mine solidly, and blasted it into the sky along with Temujin and others behind him.

"Good, good!" Yan Kang was overjoyed, but the next moment he changed color. Just because, a majestic and strong figure that almost did not belong to this world jumped up from the ground and saved several people in mid-air.

"Guo Jing!" Wan Yankang gritted his teeth and said, "Hateful! Why do you keep hurting me? ”

Guo Jing put down Temujin and Tuolei, and walked forward slowly and quickly. I haven't seen him for a long time, he has grown more majestic than before, and the wind and frost sword on the grassland did not make his skin rough, but made his eyebrows become like jade carving.

Guo Jing was also a little surprised, Wan Yankang's current appearance made him feel surprised. Regardless of appearance, it is that kind of amazing power, which is several times stronger than before. However, as he became stronger, this sworn brother seemed to lose more things.

"Kou Ji Kou Ji, it turned out to be Guo Jing.......... Bastard......... Watch me smash you to the scum! Looking at each other, Wan Yankang felt that the person in front of him was extremely annoying, and the hatred value was suddenly locked on Guo Jing's body. Although he doesn't have a sword in his hand, with this pair of iron fists alone, you will die a miserable death!

The fit pounced, and the powerful fist blasted out, Wan Yankang suddenly felt that his head didn't hurt anymore, and the power of the violent conflict in his body also calmed down. Will God be on my side? In that case, then give it to me--break!

Wan Yankang forgot everything in the world at this moment, and poured all his essence and spirit into this punch. After countless tribulations, after countless pains, he was finally able to devote himself wholeheartedly to one thing.

Hey, Guo Jing had a smile on his face. Such a strong enemy is what he dreamed of. He saw the spiritual light emanating from Wan Yankang's body, saw his sincere will, and saw his determination without regrets, then, let's fight a pain!

Guo Jing roared angrily, igniting the power suppressed in his body, turning it into a wind that blows the wheels of history.

Then, a fist harder than steel blasted out head-on.

The whistling sound was agitated, adding a bit of power to this punch, just because of this move, it was named:

"A whistling of red dust!"

"A Howling Red Dust Movement" is the first move of the "Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist" created by a great master in Zhengyi at the end of the Sui Dynasty. Although Guo Jing can't do a pure yang skill, he will only be stronger than that master if he uses the Beast King Fist to promote this amazing master. Because, in terms of pure skill alone, he has reached the point where he cannot advance.

On the other side, Wan Yankang, who threw out a punch, only felt that his thoughts had become clear. The veil of the world was lifted in front of him, and all the myths of the past melted in an instant. It turns out that this is the real face of the world? Some of the preconceived notions in his mind shattered, and countless messages poured into his mind in an instant. Affected by this, the strength of the fist naturally gave birth to a wonderful change, from the pure condensation to the extreme of the gang qi derived from yin and yang, the qi machine changed instantly, this punch became the "sun and moon change" in the heaven and earth boxing.

Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist # A Howling Red Dust Movement VS Heaven and Earth Tyrant Fist # Sun and Moon Change

One is from the famous family of Middle Earth, and the other is the magic of the outside world, which of the two is stronger, and who will be stronger?

Martial arts may not be superior, but those who use martial arts have their own merits. The peerless strong move is bombarded, the sky and the earth change color, and there is no sound in an instant. Maybe a second had passed, or maybe an hour had passed, and the sound of glass shattering was heard, and the ground behind the two of them was flattened by the unloaded energy.

This time, the two finally fought on the scene.

If one punch is useless, then come again with ten punches, a hundred punches, and a thousand punches. After Yan Kang turned into a blast wind, he conjured up dozens of figures, attacking Guo Jing, who was as immobile as a mountain, from all directions.

What followed was a series of explosions. Countless roars rang out in different places, and that was because the two of them punched and moved extremely fast, as fast as if dozens of people were fighting at the same time.

The invisible bonds were strengthened in the fierce battle, and each other's hearts were poured into fists and feet, mixed with roars, and hidden in the eyes of each other.

In Guo Jing's feelings, the enemy on the other side was filled with infinite resentment and strong pride, as well as the joy and horror of being able to get a glimpse of the truth of the world.

And in Wan Yankang's feeling, he was facing a round of the sun that radiated a gentle light, and the enemy's heart was full of calmness, confidence, and the idea of looking at the eight desolations as a self-respecting hegemon.

How far can a person's power go? How strong can a person's beliefs be?

Wan Yankang didn't know where his end would be, in the fierce battle, he felt that the strength of his strength was only between himself and himself, and the moves were no more subtle than him, but for some reason, the moment the two sides intersected with their fists and feet, they would burst out with more than three times the intensity. This made all the tricks he kept using useless.

And every time he collided with his opponent, Wan Yankang's strength that he had finally urged Gu to be defeated. Although the power of the re-agitation will become more refined and powerful, the power of the enemy will also become stronger, and this situation can not help but give birth to a sense of powerlessness.

Has the enemy's strength run out? Why does when his own strength grows stronger, so does his strength? Or is the other party simply teasing themselves? Doubts kept growing, but there was not the slightest pause in his hands. All kinds of miraculous feats were used one by one, but they were still defeated by the enemy.

The trick of opening and closing is not good, Wan Yankang switched to close-fitting short fights, and his small kung fu is not under the world's first-class masters. It's just that........... It's useless!

Guo Jing waved his palm, flicked his fingers, hit his shoulders, kicked his knees, and even beat him, but he made Yan Kang in a hurry. Even this kind of skillful trick is very handy. Martial arts have reached his point, all the little tricks are meaningless, and only the competition of strength can determine the victory.

Can't beat it, can't beat it, why can't it be beaten? Wan Yankang was already out of anger.

Obviously, he has been in constant adventures, and he has already understood the true meaning of martial arts, why did he still fall to such a point?

Anger arises from the heart, and evil is born on the side of the gall.

He suddenly slapped a palm, and sure enough, the same palm came over the other side. The palms of his palms collided, and a great attraction suddenly appeared in his palms, wanting to absorb Guo Jing's internal force.

"Huh," Guo Jing snorted lightly, and suddenly understood in his heart why Wan Yan Kang was able to increase his strength to such a point in a short period of time, and why Wan Yan Kang's strength was so broad but not pure, miscellaneous but not refined.

He looked at his left palm, and the surging power was being sucked by the other party through the contact of his palms. But Wan Yankang's face was not comfortable and satisfied, but a painful and hideous face.

After finishing Yan Kang, he felt as if he was about to explode, and the power he had absorbed before was too much and too miscellaneous, making him almost suffer from the danger of exploding. If possible, he would never use this method to suck another person with greater strength, but now he had no other way but to fight to the death.

He saw the look of surprise on Guo Jing's face, even though he was in great pain now, he still had to laugh: "What's wrong? Aren't you surprised by this trick? Guo Jing, being too confident and proud is the reason why you committed suicide! ”

Guo Jing didn't seem to take the power flowing away like a river to heart, or maybe his lines were so thick that he didn't care even if death came, but Wan Yankang hoped that the other party was just pretending to be calm.

"Maybe there will be a little surprise," Guo Jing said to Wan Yankang: "I am very happy that you have such determination and such awareness." ”

Resolution? Consciousness? Glad? Wan Yankang said angrily: "You ****** playing tricks, can't I see it?" ”

"No, I've never liked to lie, either to others or to me." Guo Jing said: "Your current behavior is to risk your life to fight for that chance of victory, and I have always appreciated this kind of behavior." ”

Wan Yankang, whose eyes were bulging out, was speechless, and the sound of "Hehe" came out of his throat, but it was obvious that Guo Jing's words were vicious mockery in his ears. He stared fiercely at Guo Jing's calm and fearless eyes, and his heart was already turned upside down.

He has absorbed so much internal force, why is the other party's strength still vast and endless, is his strength unexpectedly endless? Mix........ Bastard, how can there be such nonsense in the world?

"Friend," Guo Jing said in a deep voice, "Since you have such an awareness, since you want it, then you can take my power, as long as you have enough energy." ”

Woo woo woo........., Wan Yankang's mouth made a crying sound, but unfortunately he was not a beautiful girl, and now his muscles were bulging, his eyes bulged, and his body was inflated like a balloon. The original handsome appearance has become bloated, and even his mother will not recognize it.

Hate, hate, hate! How unjust the heavens are! Wan Yankang's mind was filled with resentment towards himself and the world.

If I can spend more time practicing martial arts, if I am willing to use these forbidden secret techniques earlier, if there is no monster called Guo Jing in the world, if ..... If..........

If................

The power in his body had begun to run wild, and every part of his body seemed to be being cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and this pain that penetrated deep into his soul made him break through the original shackles and let out the most miserable screams that a human being could reach.

The screams were so loud that it seemed like even time had stopped. However, this is just Wan Yankang's illusion. The force of the rampage shook the two people who were connected together. He retreated more than ten steps in a row, stepping the earth out of one hole after another. However, this is not to say that his power has reached a higher level, it is just the consequence of his power getting out of control.

The undigested power spontaneously swam in the body, swallowing each other and fighting each other, but it allowed Wan Yankang to temporarily regain control of his body. He laughed miserably: "It seems that my destiny ends here. ”

"Otherwise, I have more than a dozen ways to deal with your current situation, as long as it ..............."

Before Guo Jing's words were finished, he saw Yan Kang shouting loudly, and used his life's strength to attack him. However, the disease in his body was deep, and before this palm could be exhausted, the alien true qi in his body burst out at the same time, wrapping his entire person in a piece of light. The figure in the light barely managed to move forward, and then, after a huge explosion, the man named Wan Yankang disappeared without a trace.

Guo Jing watched all this happen, but he didn't take action to stop it from happening. Everyone is responsible for their own choices, and since Wan Yankang has chosen that path, he will only respect his choice, and will not pretend to be merciful to stop Le.

After Yan Kang died, there was no longer any suspense in the battle in the city. Even though the Jin soldiers in the city resisted vigorously, the Mongols continued to pour in from the gap, relying on the strength of the armor to defeat the Jin soldiers. Later, the Mongol soldiers abolished some of the people who occupied the city wall, and the gold people shot too hard with strong bows and crossbows on the city wall. The Jin soldiers repeatedly attacked and tried to recapture the city wall, but they achieved nothing, leaving only corpses in one place.

In any siege battle, as long as one point is breached, the morale of the defenders in the city will drop greatly, and the middle capital city is no exception. Seeing that there was no hope of recapturing the breakthrough, Jin Bing despaired. Everyone knows that the war has been lost, and that all that remains is struggle. The soldiers, who had not been fighting, retreated, shouting "The city is broken!" Spread despair and confusion in all directions.

Many took off their robes and weapons, and ran home in a puff of smoke. Others simply killed people and set fires, and many scoundrels joined in, raping and plundering with knives, guns, and sticks. There were both Jin and Han people in the city, and the two ethnic groups did not trust each other, and together with civil strife, they began to fight indiscriminately. For a while, the city was shouting and killing, and the sky was burned red with smoke and flames.

By evening, the Mongols had occupied half of the city and sealed off all four gates. However, behind the king's tent outside the city, the generals did not have the slightest excitement, but all looked heavy-faced. Just because the Great Khan of their Mongols, known as the "King of the Four Seas", Temujin is already dying and in a dying state.

Temujin opened his heavy eyes, and anxious faces appeared in front of him. He is already old, and his health is not as good as before. Although the harsh environment tempered his will, it also left many old problems on his body. Usually I don't think so, but being hit by the aftermath of Wan Yankang's big move made his seemingly sturdy body fall down.

Guo Jing stood behind several princes, looking at Temujin who was dying with a calm face. It's really a sad scene, the twilight of the hero is the most touching thing in this world that makes people feel that time is fleeting, probably like red face and white hair. He thought that even if it was the Great Khan, it would inevitably perish.

His martial arts have already reached the point of transcendent sainthood, but the Beast King Fist is invincible when used to slash and rush into battle, and it is powerless to save people. Even though he was grateful to the Great Khan for taking care of his mother and son, he could only watch as Temujin walked towards his death. He didn't have any special sadness or sadness about this, birth, old age, sickness and death, becoming and living in bad emptiness, reciprocating and reciprocating, everything in the world could not be avoided.

Moreover, there is now a very fatal problem in front of the princes and generals in the big tent, so that no one can put all their thoughts on sorrow. The question is: If the Great Khan dies, who will become the new Great Khan?