Yang Guo was overjoyed when he saw Meng Ge fleeing alone, and said secretly: "No matter how fast you run on a horse, you can still beat my light work!" He has excellent light skills, but he knows that this "Feiyun Hu" is really not trivial, and his hind hooves are only slightly supported in the ground, and then he sprang out a few feet. Yang Guo chased after him in a hurry, but he was getting farther and farther away from Meng Ge.

Seeing this, Yang Guo secretly said in his heart that it was not good, knowing that Meng Ge was riding a BMW of the level of sweat and blood, and in the world, only his master might be able to catch up. Thinking of this, he bent down to pick up a spear in the ground and threw it at Möngke's vest with all his might.

Seeing that the spear flew away like a meteor catching the moon, the two armies looked at it kindly, and everyone was stunned and forgot to breathe. I saw that the flying cloud rushed forward violently, and the spear was about a foot away from the Great Khan's vest, and he fell with all his strength. The Song army shouted: "Ahh

The two of them fled and chased, they were far away, Fang Zhixing, Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng and others were unable to help Yang Guo. There are thousands of Mongolian soldiers, and they are also loyal to the death in vain, and it is difficult to catch up with the foot power of the clouds?

Meng Ge looked back on the horse, and when he saw that Yang Guo was thrown farther and farther, his heart relaxed, and he galloped towards the west with a team of 10,000 people. The 10,000-strong team shouted in unison and greeted them, as long as the two made do, no matter how high Yang Guo's skills were, he couldn't sweat profusely.

Yang Guo saw that his success was dying, and he was so depressed, and suddenly his heart moved, and he thought of Fang Zhixing's instructions: "Master said that I have the order to slay the dragon, and I will definitely succeed this time. The spear is too heavy, difficult and far, why not use stones?" Luck was thrown. But there was a sneering sound, and the two stones flew away. All hit Feiyun's buttocks. Yang Guo's divine power flew stones, and the horse was in pain. There was a long hiss, the forefoot was raised, and the man stood up.

Meng Gegui is the Great Khan of Mongolia, skilled in arching and horses since childhood, has followed his grandfather Genghis Khan, father Tuolei several expeditions, in the Batu West Expedition, but also established a special honor, eight years ago was elected as the Great Khan of Mongolia, also thanks to this. It can be said that he grew up on horseback, in swords and guns. At this time, he was chased and killed by Yang Guo, and he was very conjured, but he was not flustered, he held the bow and took a long arrow, his legs tightly clamped the horse's belly, and he turned back to Yang Guo is arrow. When a group of Mongolian soldiers saw this, they all cheered and thundered, and the first 10,000 troops in the west also greeted them. It's about to meet.

Seeing Meng Ge's bow and arrow coming, Yang Guo didn't pay attention to it at all, relying on his skills, even if he stood still. The Mongols could hardly hurt themselves with their bows and arrows. But at this time, he lowered his head to avoid it, and rushed to grab it, and he had already picked up a fist-sized stone in his hand. and still to Möngke. This stone was calculated by Fang Zhixing according to his ability, and it can hurt people's lives with a flick of his fingers to hit a hundred steps away. Compared to the strong bow and crossbow, since Meng Ge's bow and arrow can shoot over. I can definitely throw the stone in my hand.

"Great Khan, quickly avoid!" On the high platform in the distance, the Golden Wheel Dharma King saw Yang Guo throwing stones to force Meng Ge to stop, and he was already secretly screaming, and when he saw Meng Ge's bow and arrow firing back, he shouted even more. Meng Ge didn't know the ability of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King knew very well that since Yang Guo could throw small stones, if he could not throw big stones, how could Meng Ge stop them at that time.

However, although the Dharma King shouted urgently, it was already a little late at this time, Meng Ge had just been alert, Yang Guo had already grabbed a few steps, and with a "whew", he had already thrown the stone in his hand. In the blink of an eye, it had already hit Meng Ge's heart. The strength of his throw was so fierce that even if he was a hundred paces away, he couldn't bear it with Meng Ge's flesh and blood, and he fell off his horse when he boarded, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

On the high platform over there, the Golden Wheel Dharma King couldn't help but sigh when he saw Meng Ge fall off his horse, and suddenly sat down and used his strength. After the flames burned, the bottom of this high platform was already unstable, and after such a shock, it suddenly collapsed, and the figure of the Dharma King also fell into the flames.

"Xiang'er, don't you want to call me Master?" In the midst of the flames, King Jinlun slowly opened his eyes and said to Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang was watching Yang Guo and Meng Ge, when he heard the sound, he had already turned his head, and when he heard the Golden Wheel Dharma King say this, he said to Fang Zhixing: "Master!" There was a pleading meaning in his eyes. Although King Jinlun is evil, he is sincere to himself, seeing that he is about to die, Guo Xiang is quite unbearable, but as Fang Zhixing's disciple, in front of the master, how can she worship others as teachers without authorization.

"Although you call me 'Master', you are not actually my own disciple. If the Dharma King has the grace to pass on your art, you can worship him as a teacher!" Fang Zhixing looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King and said to Guo Xiang. Although the two sides can be said to be hostile, seeing a supreme master die with his own eyes, Fang Zhixing is really uncomfortable in his heart. In this war, the plan of the Mongolian side completely failed, and the Mongolian Khan was lost.

Hearing Fang Zhixing's permission, Guo Xiang threw himself in front of the fire and shouted, "Master, Master!"

At this time, the flames had already burned to the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and he didn't know how he could still stay awake, and when he heard what Guo Xiang said, he said, "Okay, okay, you finally recognize me...... For...... ......"Before he finished speaking, he was already intermittent, and his body was also engulfed in flames. Seeing this, Guo Xiang struggled forward and cried: "Master, Master!"

Fang Zhixing saw that the flames were a little bigger, and pulled Guo Xiang back a few steps. Looking at the golden wheel again, there was only a faint shadow in the fire, and it seemed to be silent. Feeling this, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but salute, sighing for the loss of this opponent.

Although the movement on the high platform alarmed some people, more people paid attention to the battle between Yang Guo and Meng Ge, and the Mongolian soldiers were all frightened when they saw the Great Khan fall from their horses, and they grabbed it from all directions. Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and others shouted orders, took advantage of the situation to rush and kill, and the Song army in the city also opened the city under the leadership of Zhu Ziliu. A three-way army at one time, back and forth. The Mongolian army was in turmoil, rushing and trampling, and countless dead people threw flags and guns along the way, and did not form a rank, and fled to the north one after another.

Guo Jing and the others were chasing after each other, and suddenly saw the enemy army coming all the way from the west, the team was very neat, and the banner of the fourth prince Kublai Khan was erected in the army. Although Kublai Khan ruled the army strictly, he rushed to the defeated army like a tide, and his subordinates were also in chaos. Seeing that the momentum was not good, Kublai Khan could only lead a branch of his own army to the palace and slowly retreat north. (To be continued......)