From Xiangyang City, less than 100 meters away, the Mongol army lined up in front of the neatly lined up, and Kublai Khan's place was far away from Wu Hui and others at the city gate, "Get the arrow!" Pick up the arrow, Huo will take away the strip of cloth and shoot at Guo Jing.

Gently clamp it with your hand, unfold the cloth strip and take a look, "Open the city gate within a pillar of incense, and hand over Guo Jing, Wu Hui and others, if not, you will bear the consequences!" Wu Hui turned his head and said to the general defending the city: "General Li, the enemy tells us to open the city gate, otherwise they plan to storm and occupy the city!"

"How can this be reasonable! How can this be reasonable!" General Li said indignantly, shaking the matching sword in his hand.

"If we want to fight, we will not open the gates. Using the power of the dantian, Guo Jing spread his voice far away,

Everyone looked like they were sworn to death, and it seemed that they were planning to live and die with Xiangyang!

Could it be that the plot is irreversible after all, needless to say by the system, Wu Hui also understands that when Xiangyang is captured, his test will not pass after all, and at this moment the system seems to have disappeared, and the only way to respond to Wu Hui is the countdown to the cold screen!

After all, people can't escape a death, or light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai, even if they cross again, but the belief in the heart can not be forgotten, stick to the original intention, and never regret it!

On the screen, the numbers were constantly jumping, looking at the decreasing time, Wu Hui jumped slightly, "Dawu (big brother), Xiuwen!" Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, he jumped off the city gate dozens of meters high, and his body was like a feather without any strength.

One person, one sword, plus the Xiangyang City behind him, under the illumination of the setting sun, it looks particularly beautiful, Wu Hui is holding the Yitian Sword obtained from the task of awakening the military soul in his hand, and the tip of the sword is constantly rubbing wildly against the ground, and the sparks are constantly surging, all the way forward!

The pace is unhurried. Step by step, Wu Hui seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartbeat, making everyone's breathing become short!

A real man on the bloody battlefield, a tender and iron-blooded man. The white clothes are like white on a chessboard, fighting and advancing from the corners, unstoppable!

Ordinary soldiers were not Wu Hui's enemies at all. The sword is passing through, the head is separated or the waist is broken, few people can see clearly, where is the sword?

When he looked closely, the Heavenly Sword had already harvested his life, and at this moment, the qi and momentum reached its peak, and Wu Hui descended like a martial god, shocking tens of thousands of people to retreat together!

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Blood stained red and white robes, one person. A sword, it was so frightened that the Mongolian army, which was known as fierce and invincible, no one dared to take the initiative to move forward, Huo Du shouted loudly, trying to frustrate his sharp spirit, but the blue wolf has become a tiger, who can stop it!

"Heaven is in hand, who can be the enemy. If there are a few more heroes like martial arts in the Great Song Dynasty. The Mongolian Tartars still dare to watch my great rivers and mountains?" General Li, who was on the city gate, saw that Wu Hui was so brave that he had to admit that the master was among the people.

With the sword in hand, no one is invincible, except for Wu Hui, and there is no one to retreat. The sound shook the mountains and rivers, waved his hand, and the long sword had the sound of breaking through the air, Rao is Huo Du who is a first-class master, he didn't even have a chance to resist. Crucified on the tiger skin chair.

"Someone can stop him, the soldier is promoted to centurion, the centurion is promoted to thousand, and the thousand-commander is promoted to vanguard general、、、"

Wu Hui's worth is constantly being raised, there must be brave men under the daughter, and he is really not afraid of death, dozens of people who want to get ahead in their hearts have surrounded him again, and they are bound to break the people holding inexplicable swords, and their bodies are broken into thousands of pieces, and even, their eyes are shining, and their reason is overwhelmed by interests after all.

Thousands of miles in an instant, within a square inch, moving around, every time the sword is out, a few Mongolian soldiers holding spears will lie down, Wu Hui does not dare to show mercy to his subordinates, at this moment, he wants to deter the other party, so that the 100,000 army does not dare to cross the thunder pool one step, otherwise, it is the people of Xiangyang in the city who suffer.

"Wu Xiuwen, your opponent is me!"

A powerful momentum emanated from behind Kublai Khan, forcing Wu Hui to turn back, "Can we do it?" As he spoke, he did not slow down the speed of swinging his sword, and the soldier who was dreaming of being promoted lay down again.

"Before, I really couldn't do it, but now I can't let me do it!" Qingyunzi punched the old man's moves, where there was a gap, he couldn't control the rivers and lakes, the so-called one-on-one single-handed, winning in the battlefield is the last word.

Wu Hui thrust the sword into the ground, the sword body ended, his fists swung sharply, the bones around his body crackled, the crisp sound continued, the two fists collided, and the aftermath shook the surrounding soldiers and couldn't help retreating.

"Archer prepare!"

A whole row of sharpshooters, with ammunition loaded, all aimed at Wu Hui, who was fighting against Qingyunzi, and fired ten thousand arrows at every opportunity, making him a hedgehog and avenging the death of his brother under his hands!

"No wonder you will be favored by Wu Di, your potential is really extraordinary, in the time of a stick of incense, you actually killed three thousand soldiers, and tens of thousands of troops did not dare to advance an inch. But that's the end of your myth, and I'm going to show you how big the gap is between us!"

Qing Yunzi's whole person's momentum changed, he gathered his qi in his chest, and his sword pointed at Wu Hui's location, and a white light shot over quickly.

Bang bang bang, the sound of swords colliding with swords keeps ringing!

"Dad, the eldest brother will be fine, right? Qing Yunzi, who originally planned to compete for the leader of the beggar gang, he is really hidden, not only has deep internal strength, but he can actually resist the sword with qi!"

was silent, but everyone could see that Guo Jing's face had a deep sense of unease, and the ability to resist the sword with qi was a skill that only immortal cultivators had, but it was impossible for them to participate in the battle in the mortal world, but why did Qingyunzi make a move at this time, it was really incomprehensible?

"I think Xiuwen will be fine, you see that no matter how tricky Qingyunzi shot, he was blocked back, and I am more worried about the archers who have not made a move for a long time!"

Huang Rong frowned tightly and looked at Wu Hui, who was struggling to resist the flying sword.

Hiss, a deep and long opening appeared on the blood-stained white robe, from the inside out, blood rushed out, but Wu Hui had no time to care about the wound, Qingyunzi's flying sword was still hovering around, and it might fall at any time.

"The test will definitely not pass, but I want to know what your mission is to make you delay going to the next world for a long time, but stay in the Condor World to plunder your luck?" After coughing, Wu Hui's mouth was full of blood and sprayed all over the ground.

"Seeing that we are people from the same place, I am not afraid to tell you that the Condor World is only the place where we started our journey, the reason why I have not left for a long time is to prepare to complete the stealth mission and help Mongolia break the gate of Xiangyang City, and the luck I get is not what you can imagine. ”

"Put!"

Hundreds of arrows with a faint blue light on the sword, obviously quenched with severe poison, shot at Wu Hui who was covering his chest, seeing that he was getting closer and closer, and when he was only 0.01 centimeters away, something unexpected happened. (To be continued.) )