As soon as Guo Jing's words fell, the curtain of the Golden Horde was suddenly lifted, and several black figures rushed in at a fast and incoherent speed, and sharply approached Temujin.

Temujin was startled, stood up from the sweat seat, pulled out the scimitar hanging from the knife holder, and shouted: "Someone, there are assassins!"

However, it was quiet outside, without a sound, and Temujin's heart couldn't help but chuckle and sank, such a situation can only show that the Mongolian soldiers guarding outside have been quietly solved by these assassins......

Thinking of this, Rao is a Tianjiao figure like Temujin, and he can't help but change color on his face.

A long sword of snow and clear light, illuminated by the bright oil lamp, a touch of fiery red, at this moment, like a fiery sword, stabbed towards Temujin's throat.

Although Temujin was skilled in arching and horses, how could he dodge the assassination of such a martial arts master, he could only open his angry eyes, looking at these masked people in front of him, his eyes as if he was about to breathe fire.

He didn't believe that he would be stabbed to death in his golden tent!

"Bell!" There was a crisp sound, one hand claw suddenly appeared, grabbed the long sword with great accuracy, and the other hand suddenly struck out, and slapped the man in black, the man in black stepped back a few steps, looking at Guo Jing who was blocking in front of Temujin, his eyes were full of indignation.

Guo Jing didn't have time to look at the man in black who was repelled by him, because at this time, there were three more figures, rushing towards Temujin!

One has a hot palm, one has a weird punch, and one is extremely fast.

Guo Jing feels that each of these three people is not under him!

Even catching a glimpse of two other people out of the corner of his eye made his heart throb, because those two people were all too familiar to him. He had seen them ten years ago, and he thought they might be dead, but he didn't expect them to be alive in the world!

In a hurry, he couldn't think too much, and the three figures ran towards him, and the other two. But he went straight to Temujin!

Guo Jing was horrified in his heart, and he didn't care about the fiery red palm power of the fat figure, and the snake-like raccoon dog flipped over and stopped in front of the other two figures.

Both hands came out, and the Great Demon Fist was strong and powerful, like a panicked sun, and it hit out.

The two figures exclaimed in unison, they didn't expect that this young man not only had extraordinary skills, but also had such a wonderful stunt.

Because the impact was too strong. At this time, it was impossible to stop at all, and the two figures could only come out in unison, and the big demon fist method struck out by Guo Jing was hard to shake, and the fists and palms were exchanged, and the three of them all withdrew in unison.

"Among the Mongols, there are such masters!" muttered a man in black with sparse silver hair.

The other person shouted in a low voice: "No matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to defeat the two of us after all!

Saying that, he rushed up again.

Over there, Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng were both stopped by the golden wheel. With two to one, the golden wheel was beaten to the left and right. At this time, at a glance, I saw Guo Jing's technique of making the raccoon dog turn over the snake, as well as the Great Demon Fist Technique, and his face couldn't help but show a look of horror.

The Golden Wheel Eightfold Dragon struck out like a prajna gong and headed towards Mei Chaofeng, who was a little weaker in martial arts, and Mei Chaofeng had just lost his mind. reacted a beat slowly, dodged in a hurry, and was carried by the fierce palm force of the golden wheel, and couldn't help but crooked.

"Lady thief, go and kill Temujin. I'll deal with this monk!" Chen Xuanfeng also reacted, in terms of skill, he may be worse than this monk, but with the exquisite martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture, he is confident that he will not lose to this monk.

Mei Chaofeng responded, and together with Peng Lianhu and Liang Ziweng, he rushed in the direction of Temujin.

Yang Kang's eyes were cold, staring at Temujin, this time they were bound to win.

The Venerable Master of Lingzhi and Hou Tonghai, as well as Elder Zheng and Elder Tu, also rushed towards Temujin together.

With so many masters besieging and killing, not to mention Temujin, even a master like Chen Xuanfeng is estimated to be immune.

Guo Jing stopped in front of Temujin, his heart was very anxious, Temujin couldn't die now, but in the current crisis, he couldn't do anything, a bad one, maybe even his own life, he had to get in.

His mind turned sharply, and suddenly Guo Jing gritted his teeth and shouted: "Great Khan, Guo Jing has offended!" As he spoke, he suddenly slapped his palm and hit Temujin's body, and with huge force, Temujin's body was knocked into the air, breaking through the golden tent, and falling outside.

"It's not good! Temujin is out, chase after him!" Yang Kang was in a hurry, he didn't expect that under the condition that this sample should be foolproof, he could still let Temujin escape.

In case of a delay, when the Mongol soldiers on the periphery will react, these people, let alone assassinate Temujin, may not even be able to escape.

When Mei Chaofeng and the others heard this, they immediately rushed to the outside of the golden tent.

Guo Jing snorted, stood in the gap of the golden horde, and suddenly struck, the last form of the Great Demon Fist Method, there was no demon in the world, but when he saw the shadows of the fists flying in the sky, he struck out in front of him.

Peng Lianhu and the others were taken aback, they didn't expect this little boy to be so profound in martial arts.

Mei Chaofeng is face is uncertain, this kung fu he recognizes, it is the powerful demon fist method in the Nine Yin True Scripture, but this is the most powerful and yang mastery, without the Xuanmen authentic internal force urging, it can't be used, so he and Chen Xuanfeng are the two, but no one can make it.

Guo Jing has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, sometimes killing until the blade is curled and the spear is bent, so he can only fight with his bare hands.

Most of the fist shadows in the sky are false moves, but they are used by Guo Jing, even if they are false moves, they seem to have a murderous aura like a substance, which makes it difficult to distinguish the true from the fake.

Rao Yimei Chaofeng's kung fu, he didn't dare to advance at this time, and under this big demon fist method, he temporarily retreated a few steps.

Peng Lianhu and others were even more shocked by this murderous aura and retreated one after another.

Guo Jing haha, waved his palm casually, knocked away the oil lamp, and in an instant, the golden tent suddenly became angry.

Mei Chaofeng and the others had ugly faces, they were frightened away by Guo Jing's murderous aura just now, I really don't know, how could such a young man have such a strong murderous aura. They are as murderous as they have never been.

At this time, Guo Jing had taken the opportunity to jump outward, and when he saw Temu really standing up from the ground, he was about to run out, he breathed a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and blew, and suddenly a little red horse came from a distance with four hooves.

"Great Khan, get on the horse!" Guo Jing shouted, the little red horse was faster than the wind, and the distance of several hundred meters was crossed in an instant, and he came to Temujin's side.

As if he had met a savior, Temujin hurriedly mounted his horse and shouted, "Jing'er, go and order the generals to capture the assassin!"

The flames were soaring here, and the surrounding Mongolian generals immediately found out, and hurriedly reported to their respective commanders, and when the commanders under Temujin heard this, they were immediately shocked, and hurriedly led all the troops to come to the rescue.

Looking at Temujin's distant figure and the torches rising into the sky around him, Yang Kang's face was gloomy, and he shouted repeatedly: "Who can catch up with Temujin, who can catch up with Temujin!"

"Childe, Temujin has fled, let's leave quickly!" Elder Zheng said in a low voice, there is nothing to do now, if you don't escape, surrounded by the Mongol army, it will be impossible to escape.

Yang Kang glared at him fiercely and said, "If you can't kill Temujin, what's the use of this son's escape!"

This is what Yang Kang has long ordered, in the Mongolian military camp, he can only be called Gongzi, so that even if he is caught, the Mongolians will not know his identity as the prince of Jinguo.

Glancing around, he suddenly saw that many horses were tied to the left, all of them the mounts of the guards they had killed silently.

"They got on those horses and went after Temujin. It's late at night, and we still have a chance before the Mongol army has fully reacted!" Yang Kang said abruptly, and immediately grabbed a horse, rode up, and chased in the direction of Temujin.

Peng Lianhu and the others sighed, and they could only grab a horse each and follow behind Yang Kang.

Mei Chaofeng has been looking at the golden tent full of fire, anxious, Chen Xuanfeng and the monk are still fighting hard, she was about to rush in to help, suddenly, two figures jumped out of the golden tent, covered with flames, and the two rolled on the ground a few times before extinguishing the flames.

These two people are Chen Xuanfeng and Jinlun.

"Thief, are you okay?" Mei Chaofeng was suddenly overjoyed, rushed up, and carefully checked the condition of Chen Xuanfeng.

"It's all right, lady thief. Chen Xuanfeng said: "But this monk, his skills are really profound, if he didn't have any stunts, I'm afraid he would really lose in his hands today!"

Jin Lun's face was also very ugly, he said: "The Central Plains is so big, it is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Your Excellency's martial arts are high, and you have seen it in the life of a poor monk, but there is only one person who can beat you." ”

Chen Xuanfeng saw what Jin Lun said seriously, and suddenly laughed and said: "Monk, the Central Plains is so big, it's not what you can imagine, and the martial arts are better than mine, I don't know how many." ”

Jin Lun was taken aback, his face changed suddenly, and he said, "Really?"

Chen Xuanfeng sneered: "Naturally, take it seriously. East Evil and West Poison, Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar, Zhongshentong, these famous masters, which one of them is not ten times better than you and me in martial arts?"

Jin Lun was shocked and said, "Why has the poor monk never heard of it?"

"Naturally, you are lonely and unheard!" Chen Xuanfeng said disdainfully.

"You!" said the golden wheel.

"What, do you have to fight again?" Chen Xuanfeng sneered.

Jin Lun took a deep breath, and then suddenly smiled: "As long as the two of you leave, naturally everything is easy to say." He knew that the martial arts of these two people were too high, and even if he didn't let them leave, he wouldn't be able to keep them.

Instead, if they were to leave, they would be able to capture the rest of the Assassins with their own hands, and if they did, it would be a great achievement. (To be continued.) )