Yi Xiaodao came back to his senses from his distraction and looked at Meng Mulie, and a strong sense of oppression came to his face.

Meng Mulie looked up at the fierce sword qi circling in mid-air, and nodded: "There are quite a few capable people in the Central Plains." ”

"Great Khan, or... Take a step back. Qi Wukuo persuaded on the side.

It's not that he's worried that Meng Mulie can't handle it, but he's just worried that Yi Xiaodao has other backhands and can't be guarded against.

Meng Mulie shook his head and said, "I can't go, these sword qi have locked on Tibano, we can retreat, but Tibano can't retreat." ”

Qi Wukuo turned his head slightly, and the two guards behind him stepped forward to help Tibano up from the ground.

Tibano wanted to break free, but he looked at Meng Mulie and Qi Wukuo, and finally let them help him up.

"Thank you to the Great Khan, Tibano is willing to swear loyalty to the Great Khan!"

Meng Mulie patted Tibano on the shoulder: "You will not be loyal to me, you will only be loyal to the sword." But that's fine, I like it a lot. ”

Tibano retreated behind Montmurray, glanced at him evilly, handed him a white sheepskin, and motioned for him to wipe the blood from his body.

Tibano paused, finally took the sheepskin, whispered "thank you", and wiped the wound on his body.

The rotation speed of the sword qi in the sky slowed down, and finally stopped, and all the sword qi slowly pointed at Tibano...

Ten thousand swords!

Without the slightest warning, as soon as the boundless sword qi was locked, it all poured down and slashed towards Tibano.

Meng Mulie took a step aside, stopped in front of Tibano, clenched his fist with one hand, and threw a heavy punch at the sword qi in the sky.

"Ding~~~"

There was no sound of bombardment or explosion, and everyone only felt that they had a ringing in their ears, and some of the older soldiers even rolled on the ground in pain.

"Bang Bang Bang

The boundless sword qi was shattered by Meng Mulie's punch, and all of them were wiped out in the air, leaving only a little starlight scattered in the sky.

"Great Khan Tianwei!"

Qi Wukuo and Tibano hurriedly clasped their fists and praised, and with this blow, the two of them couldn't do it together.

Meng Mulie still raised his head and looked into the air: "It hasn't been broken yet." ”

"Huh?"

Both of them were curious, and both looked up into the air.

I saw a sword hanging high in the air, emitting wisps of red light around it, which looked very unusual.

If you look closely, you will find that this sword is exactly the same as the Siqing sword in Yi Xiaodao's hand.

But how can there be two identical swords in the world? And although the Siqing sword is not a famous sword, it is also a rare good sword in the world, so it is even more impossible.

"The Great Khan... This is? ”

Qi Wukuo was worried.

"Sword Spirit, take a good look, maybe you only have this one chance to see Sword Spirit in your life."

Qi Wukuo also became serious, staring at the sword spirit motionlessly.

The red sword spirit was originally bladed upwards and the hilt downward, as if waiting for its master to come and grab it. After countless sword qi were shattered by Qi Wukuo's single blow, the sword spirit finally moved.

The sword spirit flipped slowly from top to bottom, and before everyone could see the mystery, Meng Mulie looked back behind him, which was the direction of the sword spirit's blade.

Wherever the blade of the sword pointed, the ground cracked apart little by little...

A crack in the ground stretched like a swimming serpent towards Tibano's feet.

Tibano hurriedly jumped two steps away, and the blade of the sword spirit also pointed at Tibano, and the cracks in the ground followed him closely, without the slightest deviation.

"Great Khan..."Tibano panicked, as if a huge sword was slashing at the earth, but the ultimate target must be him.

Now Tibano only feels like a lamb in a sheepfold to the slaughter, no matter how much he struggles, it will end up being a matter of a knife.

Meng Mulie turned around, clenched his fists, and threw another punch at the sword spirit.

The fierce fist wind met the sword spirit, and the sword spirit was slightly sluggish, but soon, it continued to slowly spin over, and continued to chase and kill Tibano.

"The Great Khan... Help—" No matter how Tibano struggled and where he dodged, the crack came straight after him, and he seemed to be undying.

After Meng Mulie threw a punch, the impact on the sword spirit was only dulled, and Qi Wukuo saw this scene and hurriedly turned to the front of the Great Khan.

"Great Khan, Tibano... It's not worth the Great Khan like this—" Qi Wukuo said lightly, and Tibano was too busy dodging the crack to notice his words.

Meng Mulie gently pushed Qi Wukuo aside: "I said that true warriors should not die here..."

The second punch followed closely behind, continuing to blast towards the sword spirit.

This time, as before, the sword spirit still paused, and then slowly turned again.

Meng Mulie clenched his hands into fists, and opened his bow left and right at the sword spirit, constantly bombarding, one after another, without a pause.

The sword spirit was bombarded and retreated back a little bit!

"Great Khan, I'm here to help you!"

Qi Wukuo took out the wolf spirit knife on his waist and was about to step forward to help.

"Leave it alone! Dodge! ”

Although Meng Mulie's fists kept bombarding the sword spirit, he was aware of every move around him.

It lasted for a while, and Meng Mulie bombarded nearly a hundred punches, and finally blasted this sword spirit to the ground.

There was originally a complete sword, but now only half of it remains, and the other half has been bombarded and disappeared at some point.

Not only that, but even the appearance of the slope was now re-righted by the bombardment, returning to the shape of the hilt facing down and the blade facing upward.

Qi Wukuo said happily: "It's successful! ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword spirit suddenly turned around, without the slightest pause, and stabbed straight towards Tibano from the air.

"Be careful!"

Qi Wukuo's reaction was quick, but he only had time to speak out as a warning.

Tibano had just dodged the crack on the ground one after another, and only then did he relax, and when he heard the warning, he turned his head to see that the sword spirit deity had stabbed in front of him...

I'm going to die...

It was the last thought that popped into Tibano's mind.

"Bell~~~!"

Instead of stabbing Tibano, the sword spirit stabbed Montmuret in front of him firmly.

Monmuriel's speed was staggering, and no one could see how he was in the way of Tibano as he was standing in the way, after all, Tibano was now a few feet away from where he had been.

Before he could say a word, Meng Mulie had already set out to block Tibano in front of him...

The sword spirit stabbed Meng Mulie, and a huge sound of gold and iron was heard.

But that's about it.

The sharp tip of the sword was not so much a thorn as it was against Meng Mulie's chest, and it was difficult to survive further.

Only when others saw the red aura of the sword body that was only drifting backwards, did they know that the sword spirit was constantly exerting force.

Meng Mulie was like a heavy stone wall, his body did not move at all, and he didn't even frown. However, from his solemn expression, it can be known that it is not as easy as it seems to block this blow.

Meng Mulie's footsteps were slowly moving back, he was pushed hard by the sword spirit, and the whole person had already moved in front of Tibano.

"Buzz!"

The sword spirit let out a buzzing sound, and Meng Mulie was taken aback, and was pushed a foot away by the sword spirit in an instant...

Qi Wukuo had already grabbed Tibano by the neck and flashed him to the side, otherwise no one knew what the consequences would have if he was hit by the retreating Meng Mulie.

The humming was lowered...

Meng Mulie raised his fist and slammed it into the sword spirit.

"Bell~~~!"

Another loud sound of gold and iron.

The sword spirit shattered inch by inch, shattered.

"Great Khan, are you alright?"

Qi Wukuo Evil hurriedly rushed to Meng Mulie's side to check on his situation.

Meng Mulie stretched out his hand and gently dusted it off where the sword spirit had just stabbed: "It's okay, this sword spirit... It's amazing. ”

The animal skin armor on his chest was pierced with a hole, but Meng Mulie's skin was not even a little broken!

This scene shocked everyone, anyone can see the strength of the sword spirit, not to mention the sword spirit, no one can stop the sword qi in the sky.

Meng Mulie first smashed countless sword qi with one punch, and then countless punches, blasting half of the red sword spirit away, and finally blocked the blow of this sword spirit with his body, and even smashed the other half of the sword spirit with one punch...

At the same time, no one can think of anyone who can do this, if there is one, I am afraid that Zhang Zongbai of Zhenyang Mountain can...

"The Great Khan !!"

After a period of astonishment, the whole army suddenly erupted in cheers like thunder.

Meng Mulie looked at the half-broken scabbard in Yi Xiaodao's hand, and his face was as usual.

Tibano got up from the ground, walked in front of Meng Mulie, knelt on one knee, and touched his chest with his hand: "Tibano swears to swear allegiance to the Great Khan of Meng Mure, if you violate this oath, the wolf god will not bless!" ”

Dare to swear by the wolf god, this is already the highest oath of Beiyi, and no Beiyi person dares to betray the wolf god.

Only then did Meng Mulie show a hint of a smile, and helped Tibano up with one hand: "Okay! May the wolf god bless you always! ”

Qi Wukuo also laughed with relief on the side, happy from the bottom of his heart.

Although the three major tribes of Beiyi, Huyan, Chongling, and Hefu are all unified by Meng Mulie, they are always in harmony with each other, and they are constantly fighting openly and secretly behind their backs, and no one obeys anyone.

He led the Chongling tribe to be loyal to Mengmulie at the earliest, but the Huyan tribe and the Hefu tribe were like separating.

The Huyan tribe is also okay, although there are many people, there is no decent leader, so there is no need to worry. The Hefu tribe is not, all of them can fight well, and they are the elite of the Beiyi army.

Recently, Tibano has also been a little disobedient, and he led the tribe to attack the northland, and Meng Mulie only found out the next day. After discussing with Qi Wukuo, he decided to personally recover this unruly "wild wolf".

After all, when Montmul was in power, Tibano was a child who didn't understand anything.

Now that Tibano had sworn allegiance to Monmuret with the wolf god, the Hefu tribe was no longer a hidden danger.

"Great Khan, the morale of the Hefu tribe is now high, before it gets dark, take this city and give it to the king!"

Tibano escaped death, and his heart was overjoyed, and at this time he wanted to make a great contribution and show his loyalty.

"It's really not interesting to call it back today and grab it back tomorrow. Let's go. ”

Meng Mulie shook his head, glanced at Yi Xiaodao, and headed north.

Beiyi has withdrawn!