Chapter Seventy-Four: The Second Day

The middle-aged man on the other side, called Gongsun Zhi, is the ruthless valley master, who was under the command of Kublai Khan some time ago, and when he heard the words of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, he was suddenly shocked: "National Teacher, you said that there is a supreme grandmaster figure who sneaked into the camp to kill people? How is this possible, the supreme grandmaster, who has entered the Tao innately, how noble his identity is, there are very few martial arts in the whole world, and he would do such a thing?"

Gongsun Zhi's tone was full of incredulity, he really couldn't imagine this result, the innate grandmaster, he himself is a congenital grandmaster, although he is not as good as the six peers in the world in previous years, but today's martial arts, there are few opponents for him, he asked himself, he will never sneak into the army to kill those small soldiers and young generals, that is really too embarrassing.

The poor monk also felt incredible, but now it seems that there is only one explanation, only a master at the level of an innate grandmaster can sneak into the camp so easily and kill thousands of people in a short period of time, in addition, even the first-class masters of the day after tomorrow do not have this ability. ”

The Golden Wheel Dharma King has a solemn face, the current thing is really not easy to do, if an innate grandmaster, if he gives up his identity, secretly attacks, and attacks the generals in the camp, it will be a disastrous consequence.

"National Teacher, Mr. Gongsun, if this king is not mistaken, you two are also cultivators of the Innate Grandmaster realm, don't you have anything to do with this person who is secretly attacking?"

Kublai Khan listened to the discussion of his two masters, his face turned pale, his mind was sharp, and he had already seen the jealousy of King Jinlun and Gongsun Zhi.

"Lord Wang, if the person who made the attack is really the great master of the Innate Grandmaster, then the matter will be troublesome, even if the two of us are on the same level as him, but a master of this level, restraining his breath, and lurking and assassinating, it is impossible to prevent it at all, and if he wants to escape, we will be helpless. ”

Gongsun Zhi smiled bitterly, after he broke through the innate realm a few years ago, he also had a great understanding of the ability of this realm, and he knew very well how much of a threat an innate grandmaster hiding in the shadows was.

"Lord Wang, Brother Gongsun, this is not the most terrible, just now the poor monk has seen those dead soldiers, all of them have been wiped out by a sword, this kind of swordsmanship, killing is fierce, extremely terrifying, when there are very few people with this swordsmanship, if it is someone else, it is good to say, if it is that person, we are afraid that our trouble will be greater." ”

King Jinlun's face twitched slightly, as if he had thought of some terrifying scene, and said with a solemn face.

"National Teacher, you can't be talking about the one from Zhongnan Mountain, right?"

Gongsun Zhi's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed.

"It's very likely, after all, there are only a few masters in the world, more than ten years ago, Huashan discussed the sword, and rated the world's six uniques, among the six people, in addition to the East Evil Yellow Medicine Master, only the Zhongnan Mountain is respected for swordsmanship, although the other few are also congenital masters, but they are not known for their swordsmanship, the East Evil Yellow Medicine Master, has a strange temperament, and his whereabouts over the years are ethereal, he should not come to my camp to attack and kill, and the Zhongnan Sword God is unfathomable, as shrouded in a fog, he is the most mysterious person in the world, although the poor monk fought with him once, but he can't see what the temperament of this person is, if he comes to kill the soldiers in the camp regardless of his face, it is also possible。 ”

King Jinlun's tone was bitter, for Taiyuan, he was really a little frightened, the two fought, just one move, he was seriously injured, and Taiyuan has not yet come out of the sword, the gap between them, not to think about it, he knows that it is a desperate distance.

"Zhongnan Sword God, this person is known as the number one master in the world, shouldn't it?"

Gongsun Zhi's tone trembled faintly, he was a little scared in his heart, the news of the Great Victory Guan Heroes Conference a few days ago had spread on the rivers and lakes, and one of the protagonists, King Jinlun, appeared in front of him, he was seriously injured in a battle, and he has not recovered until now, so the power of the Taiyuan Sword God can be imagined.

He now faintly regrets it, joining the Mongolian camp and taking refuge in Kublai Khan, it was his wise move at the beginning, but now he is afraid that he will be burned, if the Zhongnan Sword God kills the Mongolian military camp, Gongsun Zhi knows very well that his fate will definitely not be much better.

"Hmph, what is the Zhongnan Sword God, this king doesn't believe that he will be able to defeat thousands of troops!"

Kublai Khan snorted angrily, and seeing that the two masters under his command could not discuss a charter, the anger in his heart became more and more vigorous.

The two Golden Wheel Dharma Kings glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

It seems that this Mongolian prince still doesn't know the power of the world's number one master.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, we can only strengthen our defenses now, in addition, we are to step up the attack on Xiangyang, as long as Xiangyang is broken, then no matter what the purpose of the assassin is, there is no need to worry. ”

"Yes, Your Royal Highness the Prince, let's break through Xiangyang as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, since you said so, then tomorrow morning, go all out to attack the city!"

Kublai Khan snorted coldly, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

After a night of panic, the Mongolian camp guards became more and more strict, I don't know how many people were worried in their hearts, it was difficult to sleep, and the next morning they came together, all of them had slightly dark eyes and were depressed.

However, the military order was like a mountain, Kublai Khan gave an order, the horn hissed, and the tragic siege battle began again.

And just when the Mongolian camp was killed by Taiyuan with one person and one sword, there was also an uproar in Xiangyang City.

The reason was that Lu Wende, the main general of Xiangyang, was killed on the spot at the banquet.

When Guo Jing and the others heard the news, they immediately became nervous and rushed to the top of their lungs.

Hong Qigong stepped forward, and at a glance he could see that Lu Wende was killed by someone piercing his head with supreme sword qi, even if a long time had passed, it had not completely dissipated, and he could still feel the terrifying killing and death meaning contained in the sword qi.

"Alas, this kid Taiyuan is really ruthless. ”

Hong Qigong has such eyesight, just by looking at it, he understands a rough idea, and knows that the person who killed Lu Wende must be Taiyuan.

It's just that he knows that he can't do anything, to be honest, he doesn't have a good impression of this Lu Wende in his heart, and now that he is dead, he will die.

"Master, what's going on?Who killed Lord Lu, could it be that Mongolia sent a master to assassinate him?"

Guo Jing asked anxiously.

"Jing'er, there is no need to say more, let's go back and talk about it. ”

Hong Qigong shook his head and took Guo Jing back to Guo's mansion.

"Lu Wende was killed by that kid in Taiyuan, and he is the only one in the world today who has such a fierce sword aura. ”

As soon as Hong Qigong's words came out, Guo Jing was shocked.

"Master, are you saying that Lord Lu was killed by Brother Taiyuan? Why did he kill Lord Lu, now Lord Xiangyang is about to die, which is quite unfavorable to us. ”

Guo Jing was extremely stunned, he never thought that Taiyuan would actually kill the lord of Xiangyang City, isn't this a trouble?

"Hey, good killing, Brother Guo, you are wrong, Lu Wende's death, for us, not only is it not a bad thing, but a great good thing, these days, Lu Wende's performance, so that the soldiers in the city are very dissatisfied, if it is not for the fear that after the city is broken, the Mongolian army will slaughter the city, this Xiangyang City has long been lost, now that Lu Wende is dead, the morale in the city will rise sharply, plus you personally command the army, there is no longer any constraints, and our chances of winning the next war are really not small!"

Zhu Ziliu shook his head and said, he was in a comfortable mood, if it weren't for the estimated identity, he would have been rude to Lu Wende a long time ago, but now it's okay, Taiyuan killed Lu Wende with a sword, and he was also angry in his heart.

The reason why Xiangyang City can be defended is that Guo Jing's prestige occupies a lot of weight, and Lu Wende, the main general, is not very important, so the death of the main general has little impact on Xiangyang City.

Bloody battles, corpses strewn all over the field, and the next day was another tragic siege battle.

Kublai Khan made up his mind to break through Xiangyang, and when he attacked the city, he personally gave orders, but the walls of Xiangyang City were thick, the soldiers were united, and there were martial arts heroes from all sides to help.

On a hill outside Xiangyang City, Taiyuan watched the battle quietly, feeling the change in the aura above Xiangyang City, and nodded secretly.

At his level, his spirit is strong, and he can sense all kinds of changes in the breath of the void in the dark, and he faintly has a magical power similar to the Qi Hope Technique, just by watching the changes in the breath of both sides, he knows what the result is.

In his senses, Xiangyang City was full of iron and blood, like an unbreakable rock, no matter how fierce and cruel the Mongol attack was, it firmly held the front.

"It seems that Mongolia wants to break through Xiangyang, it is not a day's work, so it is okay, tonight the poor road will go on another trip. ”

Last night, under a slaughter in the Mongolian military camp, it was considered to have damaged a lot of their luck, Taiyuan faintly felt that his spiritual will began to change inexplicably, and his perception of the void of heaven and earth became more and more profound, and he knew that there was nothing wrong with this path.

At nightfall, everything was quiet, and both the Xiangyang side and the Mongolian side were exhausted after a day of fierce battles, and began to recharge their energy and recuperate.

The difference is that the Mongolian military camp tonight is more and more heavily guarded, full of guards and patrols, and under the light of torches, the lights around the military camp are bright.

It's a pity that it's still difficult to resist the infiltration of grandmasters like Taiyuan and others.

It's like a copy of last night, Taiyuan sneaked into the barracks with one person and one sword, killing silently, and a piece of Mongolian soldiers were quietly taken by him.

After more than an hour, Taiyuan left easily again, and the process went smoothly, and no one found his trace at all.

When Kublai Khan got the news and rushed to arrive, he saw dead tents, and the corpses of Mongol soldiers in the tents seemed to be mocking him fiercely.

The lives of thousands of people disappeared worthlessly, Kublai Khan's face changed red, and suddenly he roared angrily in the sky, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart, and he fell down in the sky, causing a sensation.

Finally, Kublai Khan came to his senses.

Looking at the generals around him who looked depressed and faintly frightened, he sighed secretly, and suddenly felt boundless exhaustion coming.

Helpless, depressed, frightened, all kinds of emotions surged, Kublai Khan felt more and more faint pain in his heart.

In two nights, just two nights, the Mongol army lost 10,000 people, and these 10,000 people, who did not die in the siege battle, but were quietly wiped out in the camp, so to speak, they died worthless.