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Then his tone changed again, and he shouted generously: "The Mongolian people are tyrannical, and if you want to live, there is no other way but to kill them! Brothers, hold your spears (I originally wanted to say guns), and let us kill the enemy with pleasure! Today's sun will be more bloody and bright because of our killing!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The soldiers on the city walls slammed their upright spears to the ground as they shouted loudly.

With a cold snort, he actually overwhelmed the shouts of thousands of soldiers.

Na Bulaitai paced out, but said calmly with a smile: "Among you, there must be a special lucky person, his skull can be my wine glass that does not come to the stage." ”

After finishing speaking, Na Bulaitai just waved his hand, and the Mongolian people behind him burst out with an earth-shattering roar at the same time, and then followed behind Na Bulaitai, with hideous and distorted facial features and red murderous eyes, like a tide to attack the city wall of Datong Mansion.

Wen Nali shouted: "Release the arrow!"

In the blink of an eye, arrows like locusts flying in the sky shot towards the Mongolian people.

Zhang Zhan saw it clearly, the Mongolian soldiers were extraordinary, the scimitar slashed, the light was shining, and this rain of arrows went down, but only dozens of people were injured.

And the Mongolian people, who were approaching dozens of paces, also took their bows and arrows at this time and counterattacked.

With a "whoosh", a cold star came towards Zhang Remnant's left eye, Rao is Zhang Remnant, and was also surprised by the speed of the Mengren's arrows.

The sword reverberated and fired the arrow. And a group of Mongolian people carrying the ladder on their shoulders, under heavy cover, have come to the city wall.

Na Bu let out a long laugh, carried his body up, and flew up by the cloud ladder, followed by the rest of the Mongolian masters such as Gu Leyi.

Zhang Yan and the others naturally did not dare to let go of the "coming" of those who did not come to Taiwan, and took a look, and only Wang Gui supported the girder in the direction taken by those who did not come to Taiwan. Without a moment's delay, Zhang Yan rushed over.

The people of Bulaitai and Gu Leyan were in mid-air, and they bore the brunt of the attack, and countless arrows seemed to be shooting at them as if they were not going to die.

Rao is a martial artist who does not come to the stage, and it is impossible for him to advance and retreat freely under such special attention.

He puffed up his robe, and under the infusion of true qi, the whole person was as round as Maitreya Buddha, and he shook the arrows out of his body. However, in this way, the true anger was exhausted, and he could only helplessly stop the momentum and fall to the ground with a thousand catties.

After attracting most of the arrows, Gu Leyan successfully stepped on the walls of Datong Mansion.

As soon as he landed, Gu Leyan slapped and kicked the two soldiers of Datong Mansion against the wall.

Even if these two soldiers were not killed, they would not have escaped being besieged by the Mongols.

Fighting on the battlefield is by no means the time to talk about the rules and morality of martial arts. Without saying a word, Zhang Yan stabbed his sword towards the back of the heart of Gu Le, who was facing Wang Gui.

Wang Gui's tiger-headed broadsword is really a tiger, and the sharp knife momentum gives people a chill all over the body.

Gu Le Yan had an empty pair of fleshy palms, did not retreat but advanced, slapped obliquely on the tiger head knife, and then with the power of the shock on Wang Gui's knife, he turned around and lifted a kick to kick Zhang Yan's wrist.

For masters, being attacked by someone is almost impossible.

Therefore, Zhang Yan had already prepared, his wrist shook slightly, and the long sword conjured up layers of sword shadows, and in an instant, the infinite sword shadows enveloped all the tall figures of Gu Ran.

Gu Le slapped out with a palm, but the majestic and righteous palm wind gave birth to infinite suction, like a bottomless black hole, almost swallowing up the surrounding air, and also forming an absolute vacuum.

In the next moment, the sword shadow inspired by Zhang Yan was also shocked into powder.

Zhang Yan took a wrong step and said in surprise: "Your Excellency is actually using the authentic internal force of Buddhism!"

Gu Leyan smiled indifferently, but it flashed in front of Zhang Remnant's eyes like a phantom, and his five fingers formed a hook and grabbed Zhang Remnant's Tianling Gai: "Why not?"

Zhang Zai laughed: "Your Excellency's murderous aura is by no means achieved in a day! Killing people with Buddhist martial arts, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yan poked out his thumb, and with the strength of Zen, he sneered at the claw-like grasp of Gu Leyan.

One finger of Zen, specializing in breaking the true qi of the inner family.

Gu Leyan was shocked to find that the true qi he had spawned was actually shattered by Zhang Yan's finger wind, and at the same time, his spirit was also in a trance.

Last time, under the strong pressure of Duan Xuri, Zhang Yan's one-finger meditation has improved again, not only is it more handy to perform, but also integrates his magical spiritual power.

In this way, those who are against Zhang Chuan will not only have to face the domineering power of One Finger Zen that is almost invincible, but also suffer the destruction of Zhang Remnant's spiritual power.

In desperation, he could only choose to retreat.

Zhang Yan naturally took advantage of the upper hand and took advantage of the victory to pursue.

The long sword roared softly, but under the eyes of the bones, it seemed to have completely disappeared.

It seemed that Zhang Yan was just holding a void, but he sprinkled all the ubiquitous sword intent on Gu Leyan's body.

Wang Gui saw the flaws of the bones, and he shouted violently, first proved his existence, and then raised a knife and slashed towards the waist of the bones.

Zhang Yan's sword that came from the victory made Gu Leyan unable to deal with it, so when he heard Wang Gui's voice again, he was even more at a loss for a while.

At the moment of life and death, Gu Leyan once again turned his palm into a claw, and under the infinite internal force, he was able to grab the tiger head knife that Wang Gui came from the waist, and avoided the fate of him being beheaded.

And Wang Gui's heart is secretly a pity.

He could clearly know that Gu Leyan suddenly had no strength in his hands, and even his whole person turned into a flying flotsam, not so much that Gu Leyan was directly cut out of the city wall by this knife, but that Gu Leyan floated out of the city wall by the knife of Wang Gui.

Of course, Gu Leyan is not a Yin Yang Immortal Master, and he can't dissolve Wang Gui's true qi, so he struck Wang Gui with no fancy and stubbornness.

The meridians were eroded by Wang Gui's internal force, and in a flash, the bone squirted enough true qi and spurted out a large mouthful of blood towards Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Yan could only put away his sword and move sideways, sideways to avoid it, and let the bone strangle fly out of the city wall.

Of course, if Zhang Yan was ruthless and pursued without caring about the threat of being broken, he could be slashed by the sword.

I saw Gu Leyan fall from the three-zhang high city wall, but at the last moment, he still held up the last trace of internal strength, filled his robe with true qi, and the whole person fell to the ground like a big balloon.

Then Gu Leyan struggled to get up from the ground, his face covered in blood, and his expression was very fierce and glared at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan smiled and said: "It's just that the Buddha sent the younger brother to teach the elder brother a lesson, if there is any hatred or grudge, the elder brother will go back to the Buddha to settle accounts." ”

"Whoosh", fortunately Zhang Chuan was not so proud that he got carried away, and at the last moment, he dodged the cold arrow that shot at his eyebrows.

Zhang Zhan didn't dare to be careless anymore, and after cleaning up his mind, he turned around and saw that two Mongolian masters were forcing Han Zhirou to block left and right, and the defeat was presented.

Zhang Yan didn't think about it at all, the long sword was still ten steps away, and he locked the sword qi on the back of the neck of one of the Mengren.

Forced by Zhang Yan's sword qi, the man obviously shuddered, and his subordinates were also slow.

This small flaw was successfully captured by Han Zhirou, and she scolded her coquettishly, avoiding a knife to her neck, but a strand of hair was cut off.

These Mongolian people don't have any feelings of pity and cherishment?

Although thinking like this, Zhang Yan's subordinates were not slow at all.

The Mengren who was locked by the sword qi had already stared at Zhang Chuan with a look of resentment, and his eyes were round with anger like copper bells, and he simply regarded Zhang Zan's father as an enemy who killed his father.

The edge of the scimitar was extremely thin, and when it slashed horizontally towards Zhang Zhan's eyes, Zhang Zhan couldn't even see the blade, but sensed a cruel force coming towards his eyes.

Since this person was able to rush to the city wall in the first batch, his means were naturally not weak.

Zhang Remnant stabbed out a sword, although it was stabbed in the air, but the scimitar of the Mengren was like a moth that pounced on the flames, but it accidentally crashed into Zhang Remnant's blade.

But there was a crisp sound, and the two of them took a step back at the same time. However, Zhang Yan's meridians had long been forged by the blood of the true dragon to be full of toughness. True Qi instantly returned, and under the man's shocked gaze, it was like a spring that had been pulled apart, and instead rushed towards him at a faster speed.

A sword swept through the man's throat, and at the same time, Han Zhirou also stabbed the broken blade into the heart of another Mengren.

Zhang Yan and Han Zhirou glanced at each other next, the two of them were not as tense as before, because now was not the time to care about personal grievances.

The two of them did not look at each other and smile, after all, until now, the grudge between the two has not been resolved.

War has made everyone change.

With a "bang", two strong energies intersected, and Zhang Remnant followed the prestige, just catching the figure of the Bulaitai who was shaken off the city wall, and Gu Suoyuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground upside down.

Zhang Yan didn't answer, and the long sword rolled, facing every Mongolian soldier who jumped on the city wall.

There was a muffled thunderous sound of "bang", accompanied by the vibration under his feet, and Zhang Yu almost stumbled.

Then he saw Wenna pointing directly below the city gate, and shouted urgently, "Shoot the arrows!"

Don't think about it, it must be the Mongolian army that is storming the city gate.

Everyone understands that if the Mongolian army is killed in the city, everyone on the city wall may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

All of a sudden, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the bows and arrows shot down like a torrential rain. The sharp sound of arrows breaking through the air even pierced people's eardrums.

Nie Ban didn't know when, standing on the outer edge of the city wall, the Tang knife in his hand had already been stained with blood, and the silver background was no longer visible. Although the navy blue robe that Mengli gave him was torn, it exposed his strong muscles to the sun, making him look more like a majestic god of war.

Then he leaped and flew down the wall.

"Fuck!" Zhang scolded, angry and annoyed.

Under the city walls were hundreds of Mongols, and even though Nie Ban's martial arts were comparable to those of martial arts masters such as Dongying Sword Saint, he did not want to survive in the encirclement of thousands of Mongolian soldiers.

Then Zhang Yan didn't think about it at all, jumped over, and also flew down the city wall.

Before he landed, the scimitar of the Mongolian people danced into a huge net to welcome the arrival of Zhang Yan.

Of course, the role of this net is not to slow down Zhang Remnant's fall, but to chop Zhang Remnant into meat sauce.

Zhang's long sword trembled, and with one sword, all the people below were enveloped.

But hearing the sound of clanging and crunching, Zhang Yan finally succeeded in being down-to-earth, but he was still slashed in the upper left arm.

Fortunately, Zhang Remnant fell from the sky, which was a big surprise to these people. And although these Mongolian people are strong, they can't reach the height of qi at will. It was because Zhang was only injured by skin trauma and did not touch the root.

"I'm coming!"

Jing Wolf was still so righteous, and when he saw Zhang Remnant flying down the city wall, he jumped off without thinking about it.

However, Jing Wolf is known as the first fast sword in the Central Plains, but it is a hundred times more chic than Zhang Yan's posture when he lands.

The sword light was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and when they looked at it again, seven or eight heads were already rolling on the ground mischievously.

Zhang Yan still had the kung fu to blame him, and roared: "Come with me!"

He immediately rushed towards the city gate, which was ten paces away.

The group of Mongolian people was carrying a giant tree that almost two adults could not hug, and once again crashed into the gate of Datong Mansion.

The rest of the Mongolian people saw Zhang Remnant, Nie Ban and Jing Wolf, how could they not know the purpose of Zhang Remnant and the others, and immediately roared and rushed towards the three of them. Although Zhang Zhan didn't understand Mongolian, it was not difficult to guess that they were either shouting "kill them" or shouting "I'm CNM", anyway, that's definitely what it means!

With a "whoosh", Zhang Remnant's eyes were fast, he opened the arrow, and raised his head angrily and scolded: "Which grandson doesn't have long eyes and doesn't kill Mengren, but comes to shoot you Zhang Da......"

"Whoosh" again, after Zhang Yan dodged, he said angrily: "Wait for Lao Tzu to go back!"

After the two shouts and scolding, Zhang Chuan and the Mongolian people fought each other again.

In just this moment's contact, Zhang Yan stabbed three Mongolians to death, but was stabbed four more times by other Mongolians.

Therefore, in this battlefield full of swords, guns and swords, unless your internal strength is endless, otherwise, injuries are trivial, and if you are not careful, you will even die to unknown people.

Of course, under the contact just now, Zhang Yan could urge the power of his whole body and open all the scimitars that slashed at him with hard skills.

But after that, the successive Mengren will take advantage of the hollow stage when Zhang Remnant's old force has passed away and the new force has not been born, and will give Zhang Remnant eight pieces.

And on the battlefield, it is especially a test of people's reactions.

For example, the four knives that Zhang Remnant suffered were the four knives that Zhang Remnant felt that he could bear after a moment's consideration, and it would not affect his next combat ability.

The rest of the slashes to their own vital points require Zhang Zhan to avoid and counterattack.

Such a laborious and laborious battle can be short-lived, but it lasts a little longer, and no one can afford this kind of rapid consumption.