Just when Chen Mo was curious about how Yin Zhiping became a girl, Guo Fu hurriedly shouted:

"Gongzi Chen, Brother Yang was taken away by that goblin."

"Where did you go?" Chen Mo frowned and asked.

Guo Fu shook his head, and at this moment, Kublai Khan's hand was raised slightly, and a dense rain of arrows suddenly shot around him like a torrential rain.

At this time, Chen Mo suddenly understood why the other party sent Guo Fu back easily, originally the three of them were masters and didn't worry about the arrows of the Tartar at all, but now in order to block the rain of arrows in the sky, the three of them could only keep dialing the arrow rain to prevent Guo Fu from being shot into a hedgehog.

Kublai Khan saw that several people were trapped by the rain of arrows with a smile on his face, Chen Mo gritted his teeth and said urgently:

"Brother Zhou, you and Long'er escort Miss Guo out of the camp, and I'll come out after killing this group of guys."

Zhou Botong is an old Jianghu, knowing that Guo Fu continues to be here, they don't have much chance, he dances with empty hands and his fists are more eager to rush forward, and Xiaolongnu's double swords dance more urgently, and behind Guo Fu, he rushes to the outside of the barracks.

Chen Mo suddenly laughed, his eyes locked on Kublai Khan, his right hand leaned on the heavenly sword and suddenly rolled dozens of arrows around him into the sword circle, his left hand sucked and patted, Tai Chi Jin, the huge power generated by the dragon elephant Bo Ruogong, and the powerful internal force urged the dragon to fight on the tail of the arrow bundled into a bundle.

Kublai Khan and Chen Mo were five zhang away, and in his opinion, even if the top master wanted to kill him, he had to get close, so he was defenseless when he saw Chen Mo trapped by the rain of arrows.

Dozens of arrows shrouded away, and the weapon in the hand of the dead man of Yin Kexi beside him danced in front of him, but Chen Mo's move could be described as bursting out with all his strength, and the terror of the power in it was unimaginable.

The mourning stick in Xiao Xiangzi's hand had just touched a sharp arrow, and he had only used six layers of strength to prepare to pull away the arrow, but this arrow was like a meteor and as powerful as a mountain. With a single impact, the small arrow bounced his mourning stick upside down and turned it back, and one hand was drenched in blood and hurriedly rushed to the other side.

Nemo Xing swept an iron rod in his hand, this guy was small but powerful, but it was still far from being comparable to Chen Mo's huge power, his iron rod was beaten backwards, and the direction of the arrow he blocked was a lot off.

In contrast, the stupid and coarse Ma Guangzuo did not react at all. And Yin Kexi's long whip flicked an arrow was blocked, dozens of arrows were densely packed and were about to shoot Kublai Khan, the four old monks behind him suddenly shot, Kublai Khan's body was directly ejected into the air several zhang high, and the four of them each threw the old monk's robe into a wall to block those arrows.

Chen Mo had already let it go, his body rushed into the air with a flick, looking at Kublai Khan's suddenly frightened eyes, his body turned and rushed over like a spinning top.

The Heavenly Sword angrily emitted dozens of sword qi, and Chen Mo flashed through Kublai Khan's body and fell to the top of the big tent. For a moment, there was silence.

Kublai Khan, the overlord of a generation, fell from the sky in pieces at this time, and did not even exclaim, Xiao Xiangzi, Nemo Xing and Yin Kexi saw that Kublai Khan was broken into pieces by Chen Mo, and jumped on the big tent as soon as his body turned over, and the three of them attacked Chen Mo with three weapons.

Chen Mo was relieved to kill Kublai Khan, and when he saw these three guys stepping forward to die, the cold light of the Heavenly Sword exploded. Dozens of sword lights fell in a flash, and his body flipped and pounced on Ma Guangzuo, who was climbing the tent.

"Puff puff."

Chen Mo slapped one palm and didn't get close to Ma Guangzuo. The sword qi in the bodies of Yin Kexi and the three people on the top of the big tent erupted violently and tore them into pieces, Ma Guangzuo saw this terrifying scene, he looked at Chen Mo in horror and shouted:

"I throw in the towel."

Among all the people here, this Ma Guangzuo is a foodie, his brute strength is not bad, but the experience of the rivers and lakes is pitiful, at this time, he actually thought that it was a child fighting and admitting defeat.

But fortunately, Chen Mo didn't plan to kill this stupid big guy. He slapped his palm on Ma Guangzuo's shoulder, and his body shot backwards into the confusion of the Tartar soldiers.

"The thief is gone."

Chen Mo, who was protruding from the barracks, heard a dull shout from behind, and he saw on the reflection of the sword spine of the Heavenly Sword that the four old monks were chasing after him quickly, and the corners of his mouth turned over and jumped over the fence of the camp and rushed towards the mountains in the southeast direction.

The entire Tartar camp was in a panic because of Kublai Khan's violent death, and tens of thousands of troops waited until they were quiet for half an hour. Chen Mo took the four old monks to run for dozens of miles, and on the lawn next to a stream, Chen Mo looked back at the four old monks who were running around the mountains with him, and sneered.

Four old monks caught up with Chen Mo and separated from the four sides to surround Chen Mo, and one of them, a slightly older monk, said:

"Why didn't the donor run away?"

"Why am I running, a few great monks, why are you chasing after me?" Chen Mo leaned on the heavenly sword and said coldly.

"You killed thousands of our warriors, and you also killed the prince Kublai Khan, and we are all protectors under the Great Khan, so I can't chase you." The old monk looked at Chen Mo indifferently with a pair of cloudy eyes and said.

"Is the national teacher of the protector of the country the same virtue as the great teacher of the Golden Wheel?" Chen Mo smiled.

The old monk took out a pair of stainless steel bowls from the monk's robe, knocked out a crisp sound, and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha, the great teacher of the Golden Wheel is a masterpiece of the world, my brothers are just poor monks in a small temple, and they have the favor of the Great Khan to give a national teacher status, which is also convenient for us to promote my Buddha, and the donor should be captured, lest we kill with our hands."

Hypocrite, Chen Mo looked at this old man with a pout, he originally thought that he could ask some secrets, but he didn't expect that this was just a few hypocritical people who betrayed themselves, he raised his hand a little, and the cold light of the long sword flashed and stabbed at this crooked old monk.

"Woohoo"

As soon as Chen Mo made his move, there was a whimpering sound behind him, and he concentrated on the long sword and pointed out, and dozens of sword lights scattered out without looking at the location.

"Dangdang Dang"

In a messy crash, six steel bowls flew back upside down, under the extremely sharp blade of the Yitian Sword, these steel bowls were unscathed, Chen Mo frowned, the long sword was still pointed forward, and the old monk took three steps back in a row with a steel bowl in one hand.

The four old monks walked in unison, and Chen Mo would throw a steel bowl when he attacked the three people in front of him, left and right

Attack, when his body turns to attack the other side, the other three monks will also contain him.

Fortunately, Chen Mo's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and his moves would produce countless changes in an instant, and he kept trying to kill a monk so that other monks could not resist his fast sword.

Four Elephant Formation, this is a formation created by Taoists according to the doctrine of Yin and Yang Five Elements, but unfortunately Chen Mo doesn't understand these things, this is also the first time to encounter an opponent with a formation against him, if it weren't for his martial arts far beyond the few old monks present, it is estimated that he would have been hit by those flying steel bowls. (To be continued......)