Meng Chixing swooped down like a giant bird, and Yue Feng turned his sword into a knife, raised it horizontally, and blocked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, time seemed to stop, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

The movements of the two men, in the eyes of everyone, were broken down again and again, and in their eyes, the moment became extremely long, that is, eternal.

Bang!

But listening to a bang, a thunder on the ground, Yue Feng's body hit the ground, and the bluestone under his feet turned into powder, this alone was not enough, the ground under his feet, because he couldn't withstand the strong pressure of Meng Chixing's weight of 10,000 catties, he collapsed downward.

It was dusty, but it was quickly washed away by the torrential rain.

The heavens also seemed to feel this earth-shattering battle, a thunder suddenly fell from the sky, Yue Feng's sword light led the general trend in the sky, and the two intersected at the same time to produce a terrifying thunderbolt, which actually merged with the thunder and lightning split from the sky.

Zizi!

The lightning and thunder completely covered the figures of Meng Chixing and Yue Feng.

The Mongolian masters led by Si Hanfei and the Great Song Dynasty masters led by Guo Jing were all stunned, looking at the scene in front of them in amazement, and they all held their breath, looking at this unbelievable scene in disbelief.

The next moment.

Whoosh, Meng Chixing was chopped off the ground and flew upside down ten zhang away, and rolled out of a distance of three or four zhang on the ground, and then his speed stopped.

In the center of the long street, a deep pit about seven feet long and about seven feet deep was cracked, which was shockingly long.

The entire bluestone foundation was completely destroyed, revealing the loess underground, and the power of this knife was so powerful that it could be said to be earth-shattering, beyond everyone's expectations, including Meng Chixing.

Meng Chixing was invincible in this life, except for the Supreme Grandmaster Ling Donglai, he had never been so embarrassed, and this was the first time he had been knocked to the ground.

Click.

The Yunji Sword was torn apart, broken inch by inch, and had not yet fallen to the ground. In the washing of the torrential rain, it turned into iron powder and dissolved into the air.

The scene fell into a dead silence, and only the sound of the torrential rain washing away the bluestone could be heard.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Si Han flew to Meng Chixing's side, and his face changed even more, as calm as him, and he couldn't help but be shocked, only to see his face as white as crystal. It turned into a scorched black after a lightning strike.

If it weren't for the two deep eyes that rolled a few times from time to time, whoever saw this scene would think that he was dead.

"Master?"

Si Hanfei looked at Meng Chixing, then at Yue Feng, and couldn't help but want to ask about the outcome of this battle.

Meng Chixing shook his head and said, "Who wins and who loses in this battle, this sect can't say clearly. After a pause, he suddenly said, "Han Fei, you are the prince of Mongolia." Shouldering the great task of revitalizing Mongolia, do you understand the meaning of this sect?"

Si Hanfei said: "Thank you for the teachings of the teacher, Hanfei will never forget it." ”

As he spoke, he was about to wave his hand and command the Mongolian soldiers to kill Yue Feng on this long street no matter what, but at this moment, he suddenly heard Yue Feng cry coldly: "Kill!!"

Bang!

Si Hanfei's eyebrows jumped suddenly, this is another terrifying memory in Lin'an City, and now it has all been revived.

Sniper rifles!

This is the result of his use of the Mongolian intelligence detection system. For the sake of these three words, the Mongols lost thirty-seven spies and three strongholds, but it turned out. Even if he knew these three words, it would still be useless.

He still had no clue about the manufacture of this mysterious firearm.

If he knew, not only him, but even Da Song, would not be able to create a second sniper rifle. I don't know if I should die of depression.

The gunshots rang out, and it was not Meng Chixing who was shot, but Si Hanfei.

Si Hanfei really deserved to be the No. 1 master in the world, and immediately reacted, and in the blink of an eye, he immediately dodged and dodged, but in the next moment, an unprecedented crisis suddenly came to his mind, and before he could react, he was already slapped in the back, and all his internal organs were displaced.

Ouyang Feng has made a move!

Si Hanfei was both incredulous and angry, but he also instantly understood that all this was Yue Fengbu's game.

It was fake for him to kill Ouyang Ke, and Ouyang Feng's surrender was naturally fake, and the word "kill" in Yue Feng's mouth was not an order to Yang Guo who was hidden in the shadows, but a signal to Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng struck a blow and immediately fled.

Except for Yue Feng and Li Mochou, everyone was stunned, not only on the Mongolian side, but also on the Great Song side such as Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, and Huang Yaoshi, who were completely unaware of Ouyang Feng's undercover identity.

Cheng Zai shouted angrily: "Ouyang Feng, it turns out that you are the traitor!"

Jin Lun suddenly squinted, and murderous intentions appeared.

Yue Fenghu roared, and said extremely reluctantly: "Jinlun National Teacher, the matter has come to this, why do you hide it anymore, first slaughter the two traitors Cheng Zaiai and Bai Daofei, Ben Shuai assures you in the name of the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty that you are allowed to spread the teachings in the Great Song Dynasty! You can weigh it yourself. In addition to the two traitors Cheng Zaiai and Bai Zhifei, other non-Mongolian masters are the same, if you are obsessed, then don't blame Ben Shuai for being ruthless, and kill you all!"

There was an uproar, and the faces of everyone at the scene changed.

Especially the golden wheel, his expression is even more flickering.

He may not be much loyal to the Mongolian people, and other masters who are not Mongolian are also the same, nothing more than seeking fame and fortune, and now the Great Song Dynasty is in full swing, Mongolia is helpless, and it is clear at a glance who can get greater benefits by taking refuge.

In an instant, everyone's minds floated.

"Yes, I don't like it. Since you insist on dying, then go to hell with Si Hanfei, shoot them all, and leave no one behind!" Yue Feng didn't give them time to think about it, and immediately gave Yang Guo an order to shoot him.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three sniper guns rang out in succession, and a non-Mongolian master dodged the first shot, but failed to dodge the second shot, and was directly shot in the head, and the third shot directly shot the master behind him, and people's hearts fluctuated.

There were several more gunshots, this time in a row, but they shot towards Si Hanfei, who was seriously injured and couldn't dodge, he was shot in his left arm, and the bun on his head was wiped off and completely scattered.

Si Hanfei's body trembled violently, his fists clenched tightly, his face was pale, it was difficult to see the extreme, and he roared up to the sky: "Yue Feng, Yue Feng!! Even if this king is incarnated as a ghost, he will never spare you, he will never spare you!!"

The words were filled with a sense of resentment and hatred.

He roared angrily, blood spurted from his mouth, and in the midst of the torrential rain, his scalp radiated like a hideous demon. (To be continued.) )