Guo Jing's herald had already come to the camp of Zhou Mengdie and other disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and met Zhou Mengdie who had just come out of the tent, but the herald said to Zhou Mengdie: "Pass Guo Juxia's message, and hope that Zhou Daxia will lead the knights to guard the west city gate."

Zhou Mengdie nodded, and even though he ordered Hua Fuyue to lead the disciples of Tibetan Sword Villa to the rear, he himself was the first to go up to Xicheng Tower with no trace, Xie Junfeng, Wang Aiqing, Hammer Shi, and Xiao Ding Ding, Ren Yingying, Su Meng and other strong martial arts people.

When Zhou Mengdie climbed the city tower, he immediately focused on an old beggar in tattered clothes, he did not do the same as other beggars who participated in the defense of the city, but sat there with a solemn face, behind him was a big yellow flag, on which the dragon flying and the phoenix danced embroidered with the word 'Hong'.

A trace of solemnity appeared in Zhou Mengdie's eyes, and her breathing quietly became short. He had already guessed the identity of that person, but he didn't have a chance to come forward to pay a visit.

One after another, the masters of the Mongolian Gangqi Body Protection Realm braved the arrows and rolling stones against the body protection divine skill, and climbed the city wall along the cloud ladder. Many ordinary soldiers were slapped away by their palms.

After Zhou Mengdie and the others on the side nodded, they took the lead and rushed towards a gap opened by two masters of the Gang Qi Body Protection Realm.

Because of the loss of the evil sword to ward off evil spirits, he had to use an ordinary iron sword to fight the enemy, so that after casting a shocking sword, although he successfully took away the lives of the two heroes of the Gang Qi Protector at the same time, it also caused the iron sword in his hand to break, and the iron sword fragments flying around accidentally seriously injured the two brave city defenders. A hint of guilt crossed his face. But there was not the slightest hesitation.

Shouts of killing rang out. After the initial temptation of the Mongols, a large number of Mongol elite soldiers and Mongol warriors rushed towards the city with large shields, hammers and scimitars.

With the order of the general defending the city, the soldiers at the head of the city beckoned the gold juice, boiling oil, rolling stones, sassal wood and other things that had been prepared long ago towards the large number of ordinary elite soldiers on the cloud ladder.

Although the Mongolian warriors are all ****, the veterans who are experienced in defending the city have not released these ordinary things to defend the city.

The best way to deal with the Mongol warriors in the distance is to use trebuchets. Forcing them not to gather into a group to charge, in the middle of the range, they used a giant crossbow to be able to penetrate these giants who are nine feet tall, fat in waist and thighs, all of them have a thousand catties of huge strength, and everyone can rely on their flesh and blood to resist the boiling oil and golden juice.

The Mongol warriors were the real elite warriors of the Mongol tribes of the steppe, often armed with giant axes and maces. Heavy weapons such as sledgehammers do not wear armor. Flesh and blood alone can ignore ordinary stray arrows. Its voice is like thunder, like a beast of the wilderness.

Their existence is the capital of the Mongols to crisscross the steppe and conquer cities. These Mongol warriors, who appeared after the Mongols conquered Europe and fought with the Romans, are said to have been trained by the Mongols after learning from the Roman warriors of Rome and combining the characteristics of the Mongols themselves.

Every year, a large number of Mongols die trying to become such predators, but there is never a shortage of warriors in the steppes who want to become eagles. One after another Mongolian warriors were trained and thrown into the battlefield, becoming a terrifying existence that caused Guo Juxia a headache.

There were only a few hundred Mongol warriors who threw themselves into the west gate, and some of them chose to climb the ladder to kill the city, while some of them went straight to the city gate, and the heavy blades in their hands knocked the city gate with a crumbling sound, looking crumbling.

Zhou Mengdie's brows furrowed, but Hong Qigong, who was sitting on the top of the city tower, moved, jumped and fell under the city tower, and stretched out his hand to slap the many Mongolian warriors at the gate of the city.

This chapter falls from the sky, if the flying dragon descends into the world, it is the eighteen palms of the dragon that descend from the sky and fall from the sky.

Just when the golden dragon was about to shoot among the Mongolian warriors, a Mongolian warrior who was about to slap the city gate with a palm was angry, and at the same time shouted, a dragon elephant phantom appeared, and the dragon and the dragon elephant collided and dissipated each other, but Hong Qigong had already fallen to the ground, glanced at the Mongolian warrior, but a sneer appeared on his face, and said: "The dignified Golden Wheel Dharma King actually mixed in a group of small minions to steal the city, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth." ”

There was no sadness or joy on the man's face, he glanced at Hong Qigong coldly, and said, "I have heard that the martial arts of the beggar gang leaders are world-famous, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. Jinlun has admired it for a long time, and today he will definitely have a good life to learn it. ”

Hong Qigong just stood quietly in place, and one after another, several masters of the Hero Realm flew up and fell to the ground with him.

Zhou Mengdie stretched out his hand to kill a Mongolian warrior who climbed up to the top of the city, and when he turned his head to look at Hong Qigong again, he saw that he was fighting with the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

The two masters of the Grandmaster realm had their own concerns, and they tried their best to control the aftermath between the moves. And the battle between the heroes in Xiangyang City and the Mongolian warriors who surrounded the city gate was also in full swing.

Although the Mongols poured overwhelmingly towards the west city gate, they were always resisted by the defenders of Xiangyang, and the Mongols who jumped to the top of the city were beheaded by the knights of the rivers and lakes.

Among them, Xiao Ding Ding was the most weird, he only waved his hand, and several Mongolian warriors fell to the ground, and at the same time, a large number of Mongolian elite armor beside them also fell. The bloodiest of the killings was the hammerstone, and most of the people he killed were broken or brains.

Zhou Mengdie didn't know how many iron swords he had changed, and he picked Mongolian masters and Mongolian warriors to attack.

Although the Mongols are menacing, Xiangyang City always gives people a feeling of stability like Mount Tai, time passes quietly, even the masters of the peak realm of great grandmasters such as Hong Qigong and Jinlun Dharma King have begun to gasp for breath with exhaustion.

Dusk fell, the sun set, but the Mongols did not have the slightest intention of withdrawing their troops.

After fighting for a day, he never gave up, and the more the Mongolians suffered heavy casualties, the more Zhou Mengdie felt an inexplicable crisis in his heart.

At this moment, Hong Qigong, who was under the city tower, suddenly let out a loud shout: "Kanglong has regrets." ”

The Golden Wheel Dharma King shouted almost at the same time: "The dragon elephant stomps on the ground." ”

The two of them touched each other with their palms, and an aftermath of destruction permeated the world, and the surrounding Mongolians and the heroes of the heroic realm who flew down from the city in Xiangyang City flew out upside down like kites with broken strings.

Zhou Mengdie's heart jumped inexplicably, but at this moment, a series of loud laughter suddenly broke out in the Mongolian camp, and a Mongolian horn laughed wildly and flew towards Xiangyang City, laughing wildly in the air: "Hong Qigong, you can't protect this Xiangyang City." Next year, today will be the day of your death. ”

After saying that, he first slapped his palm at the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa who had gathered at the head of the city, but his figure almost rushed towards Hong Qigong at the same time as he palmed.

As early as when the camp was recuperating, Tonglun had already noticed that the one at the head of Xiangyang City had gathered into a ball, like a bulldozer to block the gap of several Mongolian breakthroughs to the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa, at this time, he had seen that Hong Qigong was seriously injured, and there were no other masters of the Grandmaster realm in the city, and he was immediately overjoyed, and said in his heart: " Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong, Huang Yaoshi, and Xiaolongnu in Xiangyang City, the five peak masters of the great grandmaster guarded the four gates, and the kings attacked the north gate for several days. The national teacher really expected things to be like a god, as soon as Hong Qigong died, who in this city could resist the joint action of several great masters of my Mongolian country?"

Although he is only at the realm of the middle stage of the Great Grandmaster, Hong Qigong has already lost both with Jinlun, and if he can take the opportunity to kill Hong Qigong at this time, then the strength in Xiangyang City will definitely be sharply reduced.

The palm he threw towards the disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa above the city was just casually, and immediately after that palm, he used his strength to shoot the second palm towards Hong Qigong.

A hint of flush appeared on Hong Qigong's face, and the last palm of the golden wheel just now was the time when both sides were defeated, and the strength was not exhausted for a long time, and the new power was not born.

Seeing the man slash with his palm, a trace of regret, anger, unwillingness and relief and other complex emotions appeared on Hong Qigong's face.

At this moment, a black and white sword light rushed into the sky, and it struck towards the copper wheel like a heavenly punishment.

As one of the five wheel Dharma kings of King Kong Temple, the bronze wheel was one of the five wheel Dharma kings halfway because of the accidental fall of the previous generation of copper wheels, so his own strength is so inferior to other rounds.

Among the five wheels, the heavenly wheel guards the King Kong Temple all the year round, the silver wheel and the iron wheel go west together to find the traces of the pure land, and the golden wheel and the bronze wheel become the Mongolian national teacher and worship, enjoy the supreme glory, and want to rely on the power of faith formed in the darkness of the Mongolian people to condense the supreme solemn Buddha heart.

The strength of the bronze wheel is in the middle stage of the great grandmaster, with the secret method of the Esoteric Sect of the King Kong Temple, even if it is a master at the peak of the great grandmaster, he can take it with all his might, but when he faced the sword like the power of the sky, there was a trace of despair in his heart.

After Taiji Zhang Sanfeng broke through the broken realm with his strength, he condensed his sword intent of extreme yin and yang creation into a sword as a means for Zhou Mengdie to save his life.

This sword is difficult to take even if the peak master of the Great Grandmaster tries his best, let alone his copper wheel. (To be continued.) )