"Knock, knock, knock......"

The drums beat and the shouts of killing resounded in the sky.

Winter turns to spring, the ice and snow melt, and a bloody battle begins.

Countless Mongolian soldiers swarmed towards Xiangyang like a tide, and as far as the eye could see, there was a scene of blood and fire.

"The Mongols are attacking!" Cheng Ying stood in front of a small hill and watched this scene, her face full of sadness. But when she looked back, she was immediately unhappy.

Behind him, two men were lying on their backs on the grass boredly, each holding a small piece of grass in their mouths, and their expressions were very leisurely.

Brother Eagle half-crouched in the lush grass, tilting his head as if thinking about Eagle Sheng.

"Aren't you worried at all?" Cheng Ying is not angry, these two people are completely outsiders, and they don't know how to care about the suffering of the common people at all.

"Wait for the opportunity." Yang Guo's eyelids lifted, and then quickly closed them again.

Cheng Ying was speechless, how could these two people look like they were waiting for an opportunity, this was clearly "stealing half a day's leisure".

"Almost!" Xiao Jian suddenly got up and followed his gaze to see that it was the rear of the Mongol army.

When Yang Guo heard this, he immediately turned over and got up, changing his previous hanging, and his eyes were full of murder.

"How?" Yang asked.

"Assassin Kill!" Xiao Jian's eyes were deep and he said indifferently.

"I'll go with you......" Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he felt his blood boiling.

In the past, there was a famous general of the ancient wolf Juxu, and now there is a martial arts master who killed Hu Shou in the army.

Who said that chivalry is forbidden by martial arts?

The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!

"There's no hurry." Xiao Jian stretched out his hand and pointed somewhere, and said with a smile: "You go and solve these things first, and then come and meet me!" He was referring to a siege machine, a catapult and the like.

If he could destroy these things, even if his assassination failed, it would put a shelf to the Mongol army's plans to attack the city.

"No way!" Yang Guo immediately vetoed this plan, and everyone knew which task was more dangerous!

"You know your senior sister's martial arts very well, what the consequences should be if no one is around!"

"I asked Brother Diao to send her to Xiangyang."

"Brother Eagle can't go, it's indispensable for this matter!"

……

Yang Guo turned his head, those catapult crossbows were tall and sturdy, and they were indeed not easy to destroy without the power of the Condor.

He smiled bitterly: "You are forcing me to be a villain!" "This man clearly planned and put a bottle of oil on him.

"I don't need your protection!" Cheng Ying looked stubborn, and her jade hands were clenched.

She's worked hard, but she's only been able to reach the top level after a few years of hard work. It's not a matter of talent, it's a matter of personality, she doesn't have much of a competitive spirit, but fighting is the best way to improve.

The two ignored her protests at all, Xiao Jian directly grabbed her collar and threw it on the body of the Dead Condor, and then flew away.

"Look, if something happens to someone, you are the only one who asks."

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, and Cheng Ying looked sad.

No matter how hard I try, I can only look at your back......

——

"Are you sure he'll be here today?"

"Of course!"

"If he dares to come, this is his place to bury."

"Not necessarily...... No one can estimate the edge of the Reforged Sword, maybe it will be you and me who will die! ”

"Why didn't you just kill him?"

"Because I want to see the strongest "Killing Sword"! ”

……

In a corner of the Mongolian military camp, the man in black sat opposite Yin Zhiping, making tea and discussing.

The man in black seemed to have guessed Xiao Jian's whereabouts, his eyes skimmed to the direction of the battlefield from time to time, and the corners of his mouth exposed under his coat and hat hooked a trace of arc, and he said jokingly: "I already smell the smell of blood...... It's an intoxicating feeling! ”

"You're playing with fire!" Yin Zhiping's face sank, even he couldn't help but be shocked by this person's crazy actions, he was actually helping his opponent become stronger.

Lunatic!

"Maybe, I like to be between life and death, or ...... Take control of it! After speaking, the man in black looked in the direction of the battlefield again and said with a smile: "He's here!" ”

"Although it is perfectly hidden, the bloodthirsty sword intent that goes straight to the hearts of the people is so strong, it seems that he has once again achieved [Break and Stand], I am looking forward to this battle!"

Yin Zhiping glanced at him deeply, said nothing, and turned to leave.

He actually had a trace of fear for this "madman"!

…… The man in black watched him leave and muttered, "Who is the praying mantis?" Who is the Yellow Sparrow? ”

——

Xiao Jian made his way through the layers of defense built by the Mongols, and his speed was indescribably faster, even faster than before.

There is no trace of stepping on the snow, the geese are silent, and the ghosts are heavy...... It's not enough to express his body at the moment. Maybe he's passing by you, and you don't know it.

Xiao Jian's target was only one, the man standing under the king's banner - Kublai Khan.

This person is also a well-known hero in the Chinese civilization, and if he can successfully kill him, it will be enough to prove his sword!

Sword of the King Slayer!

As he got closer and closer, the intensity of the defense around him became more and more intense, and it was clear that he was not the first person to want to "stab the king".

Xiao Jian did not rush to make a move, but chose an extremely hidden place. He was waiting, waiting for Yang Guofang to take the lead in attracting attention, as if he was a chance to kill with one blow.

Now it is the way of the Assassins, and waiting is an extremely important part.

One moment, two moments......

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front, and countless soldiers quickly moved closer to somewhere in the rear.

Under the transfer of troops, the gap is inevitably opened, and the opportunity comes!

He made a quick decision, constantly shuttling through the gaps in the crowd, leaving behind him.

——

"They must not be allowed to destroy the siege equipment!" Kublai Khan stood on his horse in military uniform, and dispatched his troops and horses in an orderly manner.

King Jinlun, Xiao Xiangzi, Nemo Xing and others are separated from the left and right, and they are surrounded by them.

At this time, the King of the Golden Wheel suddenly felt a strong killing intent rushing towards his face, and sparks burst out from his eyes.

"Fourth prince, be careful!"

This spiritual sense was cultivated from bloody battles again and again, and it was also the talent of most grandmaster-level martial artists.

With such a strong sword intent and bloody smell, you can't be wrong!

When the rest of the people heard his voice, they immediately approached Kublai Khan as if they were facing a great enemy, even though they found nothing.

Rumble!

A waning moon-shaped blood pierced the sky, and there was no living mouth everywhere it passed, accompanied by a fierce scream, and the dense crowd was instantly killed out of a bloody path.

The cold light is shining, the killing intent is Lingran, under the attention of everyone, one person and one sword are like meteors passing by, beautiful and gorgeous but full of murderous intent!

Kublai Khan's face was ugly, and he subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist. However, the next moment he found that he couldn't pull out the knife!

He was at the center of the storm, the target of the Ten Thousand Blades, and the cold sword intent weighed on his shoulders like a mountain, making him fall into an ice cave.

He stared at the oncoming figure, as if trying to remember what this man looked like.