"Guo Jing, are you still stubbornly resistant? Come on, bring it up!"

Si Hanfei gave an order, and a group of Mongolian soldiers escorted a group of people to come up, this group of people was divided into several groups, some were officials wearing the Great Song Dynasty official mansion, some were Confucian scholars wearing Jinxian crowns and green shirts, and there were also disciples of the beggar gang and many martial arts people, one by one depressed.

In the mockery and teasing of this group of Mongolian soldiers, their clothes were scattered, and they stumbled to Si Hanfei's side, and some were even so frightened that they trembled and couldn't control themselves.

Among them, there are the existence of Lao Ru and Lu Wenhuan.

"Lu Wenhuan, you are so confused!" Guo Jing scolded sharply, "Mongolia is brutal, invades my territory, kills my compatriots, you have resisted Mongolia all your life, and you turned against Mongolia at the last moment!"

Lu Wenhuan's face twitched suddenly, his eyes were a little afraid to look directly, and he raised his head and said: "You can't let the people of Xiangyang die for the sake of your name!

"Guo Jing, you have also surrendered! Most of the officials in the city are willing to surrender, otherwise how can I open the gate of Xiangyang City, because the heavenly army has entered the city! You don't do the thing of using your mantis arm as a car!" Lu Wenhuan actually persuaded Guo Jing to come down, he thought in his heart, if he could pull Guo Jing into the water, he would not be scolded too harshly by future generations.

"Hahaha!" Guo Jing let out a long laugh, the laughter was like a thunderclap, and it hit a thunderbolt in everyone's ears, "Ridiculous! Where is there anyone who only kills you 10,000 because the enemy says he will not resist, and if he resists, he will kill you 100,000 people, and then give up resisting himself? If you are among those 10,000 people, will you still be willing?"

"Rong'er, Po Yu, I'll fight a bloody way, you take the opportunity to rush out!" At this time, he only had to send Guo Po out at this time, and use the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slayer to plot the future, he already had the idea of martyrdom, but he couldn't let Rong'er and Po Lu also follow him to die here!

"Those who capture Guo Jing will be rewarded!" This sentence was like dropping a bomb into the crowd, and it immediately boiled.

"Whoosh!"

Dozens of gluttonous guards in heavy armor burst out like Mongolian horses, and in an instant, they crossed a distance of dozens of paces, and their bodies made a gurgling sound, like the sound of pulling the bowstring, and in this sound, the scimitar turned into a dazzling light that was extremely bright, like a suppressed spring, and burst out all its power in an instant.

These people's scimitars are extremely accurate and seal every place around Guo Jing's body, like a dense net, enveloping the prey in it, these dozens of people have been cultivating together since childhood, eating, drinking, bathing, practicing martial arts, all together, and the tacit understanding has reached a kind of extreme.

This shot is like rehearsing for decades, just for this blow, all the spirit and spirit have been condensed into a ball, and others only feel that their breathing is going to stagnate!

"Kill!" Guo Jing's eyelids moved slightly, his momentum condensed, and two fine lights burst out in his eyes, forcing him to look at Lu Wenhuan.

Lu Wenhuan only had one feeling, even if he was surrounded by thousands of troops, he seemed to be alone, without any defense.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Bang!

Guo Jing mentioned decades of deep internal force, and repelled with one palm, in the midst of ten strengths, there were three points of remorse, and the remaining strength was implicit in it, but it seemed that even the air was completely exploded, bringing up a violent wind, and the sound of the dragon roared in the sky above Xiangyang City, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.

"Smack!"

This palm was like a round slap on the fly, and the gluttonous guards who rushed up, just like the flies, were lined up in front of the chest by a palm, and the whole person let out a heart-rending scream, the armor was shattered like paper paste, and the people also flew out, and with one palm, they killed several gluttonous guards.

The moment the gluttonous guard was beaten away, he went deep into a golden wild goose and suddenly lifted his body, flew up seven or eight zhang high, and entered the dense crowd, just like a hungry tiger that killed the flock, such as entering a no-man's land, the body hit, the internal qi in the body naturally burst out, knocking the person out of a few zhang away, and the bones were shattered, as if he had been trampled to death by an elephant.

"See the dragon in the field. ”

"The flying dragon is in the sky. ”

Guo Jing performed two different moves of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending with both hands at the same time, and rushed into the army without the slightest obstruction, as if it was a massacre.

No matter how close it is, a small-scale encirclement and suppression, and there is no strong bow and crossbow, just relying on these Mongolian soldiers, if you want to catch Guo Jing and not die hundreds, it is something you can't even think about.

"Where?

"Here, here, come here to help!"

"Everyone, be careful, back to back. ”

After Guo Jing entered, Huang Rong and Guo Poyu also followed Guo Jing's pace, Huang Rong's decades of dog beating stick method is handy, this set of stick method has been deeply remembered in every cell, the enemy is miserable, this stick hit several people fall together, that stick hit people fly out and hit others, the formation is chaotic.

And Guo Poyu is fierce to a kind of extreme, holding a dragon slayer knife weighing dozens of catties, sharpening iron like clay, like cutting vegetables and cutting grass, the heads of Mongolian soldiers have fallen, is it still emitting a knife qi several inches long, legend has it that the two great gods of the rivers and lakes, the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slayer Knife, can emit true qi in the air, which is equivalent to a blow in the innate realm.

Shocked!

Guo Jing's palms pushed out flat, as if thousands of troops were crushing together, every inch of his palms advanced, the dragon's groan was a little farther away, the air burst, the vibration became louder and louder, and there was a heat wave that everyone could feel.

This is a few kung fu, more than a dozen elite Mongolian soldiers, like a scarecrow, were thrown out like a scarecrow, spurting out blood, staining the ground red, and the smell of blood that was already full of air became more and more intense.

The whole battlefield was so tragic that the Mongol soldiers couldn't even think of doing it.

"Guo Jing's cultivation is rampant, this Dharma King is here to fight you!"

"The wheel of life and death!" "The wheel of life and death!" the silver wheel mage burst into a shout, the silver wheel turned on the palm of his hand, like a child's toy, let him play it, step over, the silver wheel emitted a dazzling light, and rushed at Guo Jing's back, asking him to sneak attack.

"Get out!" Guo Jing shouted angrily, the long howl shook the Silver Wheel Dharma King slightly, approached the left arm and suddenly made a thick circle, turned around and snapped, that is, it was like Manjushri Bodhisattva sat down on the elephant slammed its trunk, and like a thousand-mile-long dragon suddenly swung its tail, the air exploded, making a violent loud noise, as if it was directly pumped.

"Bang!"

The Silver Wheel Dharma King was like a bird whose wings had been torn off, and he was directly pumped upside down and flew out, and he was in the air, but he spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, a first-class master at that time died.

"Alas, Guo Jing, you are already old, I really want to go back to decades ago, to see you at that time, and the demeanor of Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, but unfortunately, it is a pity that heroes always wait for no one. Meng Chixing sighed softly, with the spirit of a hero who is an opponent in the world.

The Tibetan Secret Wisdom Book he cultivated, in terms of spirit, has this acuity far beyond ordinary people, under his spiritual induction, Guo Jing is like a candle desperately burning himself, emitting a strong heat wave, it is like a huge furnace, however, there will be a day when it will burn out.

Guo Jing, after all, is no longer the stupid brother who just came out of the grassland and met a little beggar in Zhangjiakou.

"You are old, if it weren't for this Xiangyang City, you would have locked up the spirit and spirit and broken through to the innate realm, but unfortunately you didn't, today, a generation of myths will fall into my hands. Meng Chixing said lightly, without a trace of expression on his face, as if he was destined by God.

A generation of martial arts myths, Beixia Guo Jing.

More than a dozen heavily armed gluttonous guards are all warriors who can defeat a hundred with one enemy, hundreds of Mongolian warriors, and they are all ten commanders and centurions in the army, such elites can be killed even if they are resurrected by the other five peers.

However, such a powerful and gorgeous lineup was directly broken by an old man who was nearly seventy years old with a strong and invincible attitude, the formation was chaotic, and the army's heart was shaken!

It's a pity, what a pity!

You had the opportunity to become a master like Wang Chongyang, but because of Xiangyang City, you lost the opportunity to break through the innate nature.

How foolish!

A generation of myths, about to fall!

"Dao Heart, Seed Demon, Seal!" Meng Chixing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and gently spit out these words from his mouth.

Between the words, he seemed to have a demon in his hand, his fists burst the air inch by inch, making a violent explosion, brushing and brushing, the entire sky was full of his hand shadows, for a while, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the black gas enveloped everyone, and even many Mongolian soldiers were affected, and they flew out upside down, with no breath at all.

"Kang Long has regrets!" Guo Jing suddenly knew that he would definitely lose.

This palm is already the legendary innate level of locking the spirit and spirit.

Except for the deceased Wang Chongyang, no one has ever reached the highest realm.

But at this moment, his heart was calm.

Decades and many past events have surfaced in his heart one by one, and the artistic conception of this palm has almost sublimated to the highest realm, tragic, tragic, and regretful.

And I, no regrets!

Guo Jing's eyes released a tragic light, and even his body seemed to be burning.

But in my life, I have been defeated by Rong'er after all.

"Brother Jing, after I die, you have three quasi-three prohibitions, first, you are allowed to marry one, but it must be Hua Zheng, because she is sincere to you, second, you are allowed to build a tomb and erect a monument for me, but you are not allowed to bring Hua Zheng to pay tribute to me, in any way I am also a stingy ghost, third, I am you, you are allowed to be sad for me for a while, but you are not allowed to be depressed all the time. ”

"Live, you carry me, die, you carry me......"

Baoying County, Tiezhang Peak, Taoyuan Mountain, Mingxia Island, Xiangyang City.

His mind went back to decades ago, Rong'er, you are a woman with peach blossom skills, but Xiangyang City has spent most of your years, growing old little by little,

If there is an afterlife, I will take you to seclusion in seclusion.

Kang Long has regrets, and I also have regrets!

Ten out of ten, with three points of remorse.

This is the swan song played by a generation of heroes Guo Jing with his life.