This strange and terrifying picture instantly plunged the audience into a dead silence.

Even though this Mongolian iron cavalry is an elite who has experienced a hundred battles, when they see this thrilling scene, they can't help but show a shocked look!

The one who crawled out of the snow seems to be a "person"?

But that "person" obviously only has half of his torso left, and the lower half of his body is gone, but he can still move, could it be a ghost who crawled out of hell?

"Who is pretending to be a ghost there?" The marksman Yan Liejiao reacted very quickly, he didn't believe that there was such a thing as a ghost in this world, he shouted angrily, and directly pulled his bow, and a feather arrow shot straight from his hand to the half of the body on the ground.

However, when the arrow came to the "remnant body", it was so close that it could no longer move an inch, and it seemed to freeze in mid-air, and then fell silently on the snow.

Seeing that Lord Yan Lie, who had always been a good example, actually missed an arrow, the Meng soldiers present were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

Yan Lie's face was also incredulous, he was extremely confident in his archery skills, even if he was an ordinary martial arts master, it was difficult to dodge an arrow containing his true qi, but why couldn't he shoot the other party?

Annoyed and angry, he bent his bow and arrows again, and poured ten percent of his true qi into the feather arrows, and vowed to kill it with one arrow, no matter what it was!

And this time, everyone saw that the half-prostrate body on the ground suddenly raised its head and gently blew a breath at the swift arrow.

Call!

Under this breath, the arrows in mid-air seemed to have touched some strange force, and they were blown into powder and completely annihilated.

Such an incredible scene, not only those Meng soldiers couldn't believe it, but even Yan Liejiao felt a chill down his back, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but associate with the demons and sneakers, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Alas......" Then, everyone only heard the remnants of the earth sigh again, and then said a sentence: "The cruelty of the Mongols is not inferior to that of the Manchus and Dongying, why is there always so many disasters in my Central Plains?"

Although he didn't understand the meaning of his words, the "Commander Zhuo" had already determined that this was a person, but he couldn't believe that someone could survive with only half of his body left!

He took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes and said, "Who is Your Excellency, and why is it here?"

Xia Yang didn't answer his question, he was lamenting for this land, and his heart was full of emotion.

Mongolia, Manchu, Dongying...... Whenever Shenzhou was invaded by foreign races, it was accompanied by barbaric and brutal slaughter, and he had seen enough scenes like this during his crossing, but every time he saw it, he still couldn't stop the anger in his heart.

What just happened was already commonplace in the process of Meng Yuan's conquest of the Central Plains, not to mention how many people were plundered and turned into slaves, and how many women were invaded and killed by the Mongols...... Slaughtering cities, exterminating them, and demoting the Han people to the fourth class, the crimes of the Mongols are simply too numerous to mention, and their scale and severity are even more hateful than those of the extremely vicious Dongying people!

"You don't need to know who this seat is, and this seat is not interested in talking nonsense with you, I just want to kill you as soon as possible!" Xia Yang's faint voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"What a big breath!" Commander Zhuo sneered and said disdainfully: "Although I don't know what kind of magic you just used to smash Commander Yan's arrows, but with you as a waste, you want to fight against the iron cavalry of my Great Mongolia, which is simply beyond your strength!"

"There's a lot of nonsense! Offend my Central Plains and slaughter my Han people, even if you die a hundred times, you will not be able to forgive their sins, so let this seat send you to hell. Xia Yang said as he supported half of his body with his left hand.

Hearing Xia Yang's "unashamed" words, Zhuo led the killing machine together, and ordered his subordinates to kill this crippled man. It's just that before he could speak, his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw that in the void in front of him, countless air currents converged, instantly turning into a white fist and hitting him.

An infinite sense of terror suddenly rose from his heart, but he didn't have time to react, and the rest of the people only heard a "bang", and then the huge head on Commander Zhuo's neck was exploded by this fist, and blood splashed all over the sky.

Qi Bishao, who was dressed in red, saw this scene, although her body couldn't move at all, she couldn't help but tremble strongly in her heart, she had just fought with Na Zhuo, she naturally knew how strong the other party's martial arts were, and such a powerful master died in such an unbelievable way?

Not only her, but even the nearly 100 Mongolian elite soldiers were shocked, shocked by this bizarre scene, and the entire snow valley was silent for a moment, and there was a dead silence.

I don't know how long later, a frightened voice suddenly shouted: "He...... He's the devil...... He actually killed Commander Zhuo......"

As soon as this voice came out, the rest of the people immediately recovered from their horror, and all the expressions on their faces appeared in an instant, with indescribable panic, fear, annoyance, roaring, and struggling...... and an indescribable fear.

However, there is a natural element of bravery and tyranny in the character of these Mengbing, and some people forcibly suppressed the panic in their hearts and roared loudly: "Everyone go together, he is only one person, kill him to avenge Commander Zhuo!"

Under the call of this voice, nearly 100 elite horsemen immediately seemed to have the backbone of the backbone, and all of them mobilized, and in an instant, all the fears disappeared, and all of them rushed towards Xia Yang!

But what kind of character is Xia Yang? Even if he is seriously injured, killing these people is no different from killing a group of ants, his eyes drooped, and he snorted softly: "Die!"

Immediately, he exhaled softly.

In the midst of this breath, Xia Yang's long hair rose without wind, and then one of the strands broke off by itself, but instead of falling towards the ground, it came to life as if it was spiritual.

With a snort, the hair shot out like a tiny black arc at an incredible speed.

The first cavalry soldier didn't even notice that the strand of hair was wrapped around his throat, and he tightened the restraint inward.

A small, weak, pinching finger strand of hair seemed to have turned into the most terrifying poisonous dragon at this moment, and it changed prematurely, as if cutting tofu, directly through the person's throat.

A line of blood appeared on the man's throat, and when the skull on his neck rolled to the ground, the hair was already shooting out like a harvester, and in the blink of an eye, the heads of more than a dozen cavalry soldiers had been cut off.

"What's that?"

When the strand of hair shot at a soldier again, the man screamed in horror as he instinctively leaned back, trying to avoid the deadly strand.

But the hair was straight, and as soon as the direction changed, it popped like a layer of tissue paper, piercing through his vest and through his chest. After the hair entered the body, the energy attached to it immediately overflowed, and the person's internal organs were instantly shattered, although there was nothing to see on the outside, but the inside of the body had become a pile of mud.

This strand of hair was extremely agile, and it continued to shoot in the snow valley, harvesting the lives of the Meng soldiers at an alarming speed, and before those cavalry could rush in front of him, more than half of them had already died on the spot!

"Hex! That's hex!"

"Immortal Heaven! He's the Devil !!"

The rest of the people screamed wildly, and one by one they looked in a trance, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Kill him...... Kill him!"

Frightened, the remaining Mongol soldiers became even more frantic and rushed forward with their scimitars raised.

Xia Yang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly snorted coldly.

Such as Tianwei!

Like purgatory!

With a cold snort, except for Qi Bishao in the back, all the Meng soldiers felt a fear from the bottom of their hearts, as if it was a sign of heaven's curse, followed by everyone's heart beating violently, as if pinched by an invisible big hand.

At the same moment, Qi Bishao was horrified to see that the faces of those Mongolian soldiers were hideous and distorted, their chests exploded with blood, and they fell off their horses one after another, without any breath.

And in the rear, Yan Lie, the marksman, saw that it was only a few breaths, and the nearly 100 iron horsemen present had been wiped out, and the beast that was about to draw the bow suddenly hung down, and then let out a sharp whistling sound from his mouth, and his feet were stunned, and the whole person bounced off the horse, and flew towards the valley mouth violently, showing an extraordinary light skill.

"Can you go?"

Xia Yang exhaled lightly again, and as soon as this breath containing True Yuan fell into the air, it quickly blended with the air current, condensing into a breath of sword, and flew out, penetrating Yan Lie's body.

Under the explosion of this sharpshooter, the invisible air sword and his body exploded into powder, and quickly dispersed as the mighty edge blew.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

There was silence all over the place, only a slight sigh from Xia Yang, scattered into the wind.

Qi Bishao's heart was already terrified!

She has been fighting with the Mongols all year round, so she naturally knows the terrible Mongolian iron cavalry, especially the nearly 100 cavalry here, almost all of them are the elite of the Mongolian army, once they join forces to kill, even a grandmaster-level figure is difficult to resist.

And that strange man, who was only half of his body, actually killed all those powerful Mongolian soldiers in the blink of an eye with demon-like means!

"Hoo ......"

In her eyes full of infinite horror, Qi Bishao saw that the strange man blew out again, and then she felt a strange power surging into her body, and she was relieved, and the sealed acupoint had been unlocked.

Then she saw the strange man who was supporting half of her body with one hand fall forward, as if she had lost her strength, and her whole face was buried in the snow.

Qi Bishao's face couldn't help but change, as if she was fighting between heaven and man, and after hesitating for a while, she picked up her long sword from the ground and slowly approached Xia Yang.

Before she was a foot away from Xia Yang, she paused, pointed her long sword, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Qi Bishao's heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to approach again, with that strange and terrifying method, if she suddenly attacked the killer, she would have no room to resist at all.

Xia Yang, whose face was under the snow, couldn't help but smile bitterly, just forcibly urging Zhenyuan, causing many of the meridians in his body that had just been reborn to rupture again, although it would not worsen the initial stable injury, but it also made his body suffer from a sharp pain from the inside out, and it was temporarily difficult to move.

Seeing that the strange man was lying on the snow and didn't reply, Qi Bishao quickly reacted, the other party even buried his face in the snow, how could he speak. And she had a vague feeling that the weirdo should not be luring herself into the past, but really unable to move.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, thinking that it was the other party who saved her just now, and also unlocked her acupoint, there should be no malice, she groaned for a moment, then walked up and turned Xia Yang's body out of the snow.

Face to face, she naturally saw the appearance of the strange man in front of her, and saw that this strange man was actually a handsome young man! Especially his eyes, which were as bright as stars, but they were incomparably deep, and had a dazzling look.

But this young man with such an extraordinary bearing is now only half of his scarred body, and he has disappeared from the waist down, and even his arm is only left on one side.

Seeing his tragic situation, Qi Bishao instinctively felt an inexplicable distress, only to feel that a person like him should not bear such a tragic encounter at all.

"Who are you?" she looked at Xia Yang with an extremely complicated gaze, asked again, and then said, "Did the Mongols hurt you like this?"

This is located in the northern frontier, which is the sphere of influence of the Mongols, and it is thought that only those brutal Mongols can hurt him so badly.

Feeling her compassion, Xia Yang smiled: "My surname is Xia, and my single name is a yang character, Miss Qi doesn't need sympathy, although Xia's injury is serious, it is not enough to die." ”

Hearing his words, Qi Bishao felt at ease for no reason, was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Xia Shaoxia knows my name?"

"In the snow just now, I heard the words of those Mongols. Xia Yang chuckled lightly and said, "Now that Miss Qi is out of danger, let's leave as soon as possible, lest there will be Mongolians chasing after her, and in a short period of time, you will no longer be able to make a move." ”

"What should you do with that young man?" Qi Bi Shaodai frowned.

"The smell of blood here is a bit heavy, Miss Qi will move farther down, and then dig a deep pit to bury me. Xia Yang said lightly.

"Then how can it be done?" Qi Bishao shook his head and said: "Xia Shaoxia has the grace to save his life in Bishao, how can I harm you, how can I leave you alone to escape?"

"The girl misunderstood, Xia didn't want to kill herself. Xia Yang smiled: "You only need to hide me under the snow and bury me deeper, you can avoid the search of the Mongols, and you have your own means of saving your life!"

Qi Bishao was a little surprised when she heard this, and she was skeptical, but then she still shook her head: "Xia Shaoxia is so injured and has difficulty moving, it is better for Bishao to take you away, don't worry, I will never let the Mongols hurt you!"

After speaking, she ignored Xia Yang's objections, bent down to help him up, and carried half of his body on her back.