"Oh?" Exterminator sneered.

Accompanied by the piercing horn of the charge was the earth-shattering shouts of the Mongol soldiers.

Hundreds of Mongolian elite death squads, holding swords and shields, quickly rushed forward without saying a word. Although the popularity of the Mongols today is very low, the real elite troops are the elite. When they rushed to kill, there was not a little fear on their faces, and they all took the lead.

Zhang Wuji admired the bravery of these warriors, so he would give them the highest respect for the samurai. He won't keep his hands, he'll give it his all.

In the face of the surging Mongolian army, the Flame Banner Officer in charge of the command said: "Sect Master, please move back to Luan, just a few Mongolian soldiers, it is better to leave it to your subordinates to resist." ”

Zhang Wuji turned around and said to them, "Hehe, everyone has worked hard this time. Your merits have been written down by the deities. If you want to be bloody, next time. ”

After saying that, Zhang Wuji turned his head and looked seriously at the Mongolian soldiers who rushed up.

The speed of these Mongols is very fast, it is time to turn their heads and say a word, and these Mongols have already reached a place twenty steps away from Zhang Wuji.

And their steps are very steady, and their pace and speed are not chaotic.

Zhang Wuji blinked, and these people had already reached a place ten steps away from him.

Zhang Wuji breathed again, and it was in the interval of this breath that these Mongolian soldiers had already reached five steps away. The steel knives in their hands were already three inches away from the tip of Zhang Wuji's nose.

The people of the Ming Sect who guarded the mountain, as well as the people of the various factions of the rivers and lakes looking outside the gate of the Shaolin Temple, their hearts were all raised to their throats.

And the women who cared about Zhang Wuji the most held their breath and didn't dare to gasp.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji exhaled lightly, and then waved the long sword in his hand.

Zhang Wuji's sword momentum was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Mongolian soldiers who were about to reach him were about to reach him, whether it was the sword and shield in their hands or themselves. They had all been broken in two by the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

Blood splashed on the mountain road of Shaolin Temple, as well as Zhang Wuji's body and face.

Seeing this scene, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the brutality of the scene.

Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji, who was defending against the enemy on the mountain road, this scene was very similar to when he was in Dadu.

Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry, and walked forward step by step. All the Mongol soldiers who stood in his way and rushed in front of him were beheaded by his sword.

The cold light of the Heavenly Sword flickered, and the blood continued to slide from the blade to the tip of the sword, and finally drip to the ground. And on the mutilated body.

Seeing Zhang Wuji wielding the Heavenly Sword and killing the mountain road with rivers of blood, the exterminator couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart.

The word "extinction" is her name.

The exterminator thinks that he has killed countless people in half his life, and he is already worthy of the name of "the absolute one of extinction". At the beginning, in the battle of the first line of the gorge, countless Mingjiao disciples died under her heavenly sword.

But I didn't expect Zhang Wuji's cruelty and thirst for murder to be especially above her.

The exterminator was too good, when the smell of blood floated up in the breeze halfway up the mountainside, looking at the real battlefield scene in front of them, Pei Jinyi and the others couldn't help but vomit out.

Seeing this, the abbot and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Then the abbot looked at the back of the woman in the yellow shirt. Recite "Amitabha" in your heart.

The abbot thought to himself: "Fortunately, this woman in a yellow shirt interceded for us, otherwise I, the Shaolin monks, would be like these Mongolian Tartars, slaughtered by others, and had no power to fight back." ”

There was a wail on the mountain road, and when they saw Zhang Wuji's unstoppable and murderous appearance, even the elites of the death squad who drank Zhuangxing wine couldn't help but be afraid.

When people are fighting, once they are cowardly, then they are considered to have lost half of them. Because once a person is cowardly, then his hands and feet will involuntarily not obey the call, and no matter how strong his strength is, he will not be able to exert it.

The Mongolian soldiers who charged up, who were killed by Zhang Wuji, threw away their armor and climbed down the mountain, if it weren't for the armor they were wearing, they would have died under their own knives when they fled.

Seeing the invincibility of their sect leader, the people of the Ming Sect immediately cheered. The drummers who were responsible for boosting morale, under the command of their respective flag officers, beat the snare drum together to cheer for Zhang Wuji.

With the encouragement of the drums, Zhang Wuji became more and more courageous, and the speed at which he wielded his long sword became faster and faster.

Although he abided by the agreement with Zhao Min, he did not kill innocents indiscriminately, did not kill and escape, and did not surrender. But many people who didn't have time to lay down their weapons and run away fell under Zhang Wuji's sword one after another.

It's just a short while, and the long Shaomuro Mountain Road is already full of Mongolian corpses.

And Zhang Wuji's robe has long been stained red by the blood of the enemy.

Seeing Zhang Wuji, who was covered in blood and looked like a hellish Shura, many of the soldiers in charge of supervising the battle couldn't help but be afraid, and they couldn't bear the fear in their hearts, so they threw away the weapons in their hands one after another, and then ran backwards.

The defeat was like a mountain, and as the warlords retreated, the Mongol troops attacking the mountain were completely and disorderly defeated.

Everyone was in a mess, and many people had not died under Zhang Wuji's sword, but had already been trampled to death by their own people.

By the time Zhang Wuji walked to the gate of the Shaolin Temple, the troops responsible for attacking the mountain had already fled.

Standing on the hill and looking at the lively rivers and lakes, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Then He Taichong couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and said: "Sect Master Zhang is really a god descending from heaven, and a hundred people within five steps are not appropriate, even if it is the overlord Xiang Yu back then, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that." ”

Although the exterminator has always hated Zhang Wuji, she did not object to He Taichong's words this time.

After all, Zhang Wuji is indeed much stronger than her, if it is just a simple matter of one as ten and one as a hundred, it is nothing for a master of the level of Exterminator. What's more, it's still the case that the Heavenly Sword is in hand.

But Zhang Wuji was confronted with hundreds of well-armoured, well-armed, and well-trained Mongol dead soldiers.

Although the exterminator was a little arrogant, she asked herself that she couldn't do this herself.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Zhao Min performed light skills and quickly walked in the direction of Zhang Wuji.

Seeing Zhao Minfei leaving, Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, Yang Buregret, Zhu Jiuzhen, and the woman in the yellow shirt were not left behind, and they also followed.

Zhang Wuji has now killed the Mongolian Tartars back to the bottom of the mountain, and now he can't see anything in this position. Many good people also followed, and then planned to continue to watch Sect Leader Zhang's "heroic appearance".

In less than a moment, everyone had come to the mountain gate.

And Zhang Wuji stood in the open space twenty zhang away from the mountain gate. There is no shelter in this open space, and he is the only one with a sword. and the Mongol army in front of him, which was like a tide and could not be seen at a glance.

Although Zhang Wuji is very stylish now, Zhao Min reminded anxiously: "Brother Wuji, you must not stand in front of them, our Mongolian army is best at cavalry charging and salvo fire, the place where you are standing is empty and unobstructed, if they release arrows and cavalry charge, they will suffer a big loss." Listen to me, rush up and pester them, and mingle with the footmen. Then the cavalry and the archers were not able to use their strength. ”

(End of chapter)