Chapter 93 is nothing more than three

Hebi Weng secretly said in his heart: "Senior brother's injury can't be delayed. I can't afford to delay here any longer. He immediately said to Mo Shenggu: "Mo Shenggu, you are smart today, and my senior brother admits defeat." ”

In Hebi Weng's heart, the deer stick who has been dependent on him for decades is much more important than the king of Ruyang. Where the brothers join forces, they can't be the heroes of one side. Although they are now eating under the King of Ruyang and giving the King of Ruyang face, they have never felt that the King of Ruyang will be more important than themselves in their hearts.

Although Mo Shenggu designed to injure the deer sticker, Mo Shenggu did not dare to take it lightly. Because one of the two elders of Xuan Ming came out, they are all famous masters. Even if one of them couldn't do it anymore, only Hebi Weng was left, and Mo Shenggu didn't dare to underestimate it, but he didn't expect that the two would admit defeat.

Even more surprising than Mo Shenggu was the King of Ruyang.

King Ruyang slapped his palm on the railing in front of him and said, "I ordered the cowardly Xue army to prepare, and sent ten thousand people to kill Mo Shenggu for me." ”

Eunuch Wang said, "Didn't the prince send a martial arts master to come forward to take Mo Shenggu's life?"

King Ruyang said: "It's only three things, do I want Da Yuan to step forward and kill Mo Shenggu alone." I can't afford to lose that face. My Dayuan dominates the world by relying on the Mongolian iron horse, I will let the masters of the world see, no matter how high the martial arts are, under the iron horse, what tricks can be played. ”

The king of Ruyang gave an order, one by one the horns sounded, the Mongolian army moved, and more than 10,000 iron horsemen diffused from the sky little by little, these iron horsemen were clearly armored, and they were holding bows in their hands. Morale is high. It seems to be able to shake the heavens and the earth. There are more than 10,000 people, boundless, as if spreading from the ground level.

Mo Shenggu was divided into small points before these more than 10,000 iron horses.

Mo Shenggu looked behind him, but saw that above Gaoyou City, the equipment for guarding the city of each school was ready. Began to prepare for the Mongol siege. Mo Shenggu secretly said in his heart, he is also preventing me from returning to the city.

If you want to ask Mo Shenggu if he can survive under more than 10,000 iron horses, Mo Shenggu definitely replied no, indeed no, in the west, these more than 10,000 Mongolian iron horses are enough to destroy the country. What means does Mo Shenggu have to escape with such a force?

When Mo Shenggu came to Gaoyou City, he had the heart of death, and at this time, when he was dying, he was calm in his heart, without a trace of fear, but held the sword tightly, wanting to kill a few more Tartars before he died.

Yin Tianzheng saw that Mo Shenggu actually dispatched an iron horse to kill Mo Shenggu, and his brows couldn't help frowning. In this situation, even if Yin Tianzheng wanted to save Mo Shenggu, he couldn't do anything.

Yin Tianzheng couldn't put all the people of the Heavenly Eagle Sect in order to save Mo Shenggu.

The Mongol iron horsemen walked slowly in small steps, and then galloped. Coming from the ground. Dust was flying above the ground. It's overwhelming. It was as if the whole heaven and earth were pressing towards Mo Shenggu.

Although Mo Shenggu has the heart of death, he is not a person looking for death. Naturally, they will not wait for the Iron Cavalry to charge on the flat ground. It's just that there is an open space outside this Gaoyou City, and there is no place to hide. And the Mosheng Valley of Gaoyou City couldn't go back, and he couldn't find any favorable terrain for a while.

Suddenly, Mo Shenggu glanced at his eyes and saw the siege equipment that fell to the ground not far away, it should be a lookout car, the bottom has been burned, one of the four pillars in the four corners has been broken, the whole lookout car stands on the ground like the leaning tower of Bisa, Mo Shenggu suspects that this lookout car will fall to the ground at any time.

However, Mo Shenggu had no other choice. Several ups and downs have already reached the top of the lookout. As soon as Mo Shenggu stepped on the car, he felt that the car moved, and he wanted to fall to the ground, and Mo Shenggu had to restrain his movements and pause.

The arrows were like splashes of water, and they were already flying towards the Mosheng Valley.

Mo Shenggu stepped on the toes of the car, rose sharply, came to the top of the car, looked around, only to see the Mongolian cavalry as a unit of 100 people, around the car circle around, front and back, arrows endlessly. It's like a concentric circle centered on a lookout car. Mo Shenggu used the Taiji sword as soon as he used it, and a sword circle was like a substance. Push the arrows away one by one.

Mo Shenggu originally wanted to reverse the arrow, but as soon as he received the arrow, he realized that it was impossible.

Not to mention the strength of the Mongols in the arrows, it is the continuous rain of arrows, so that there is no possibility of a pause in Mosheng Valley, and there is the energy to turn back. Mo Shenggu must concentrate to ensure that he does not get shot into a hedgehog.

Mo Shenggu suddenly felt a tremor under his feet, looked down, and couldn't help but be shocked, it turned out that he didn't know when, several Mongolian cavalrymen had already put ropes on the pillars of the lookout car, and there were on each pillar or beam. Hundreds of horses neighed. The whole lookout car was torn apart. There was no root at the foot of Mosheng Valley, and the whole person fell from under the lookout car.

Mo Shenggu is light on his body, although this time it is very abrupt, but it is not impossible to deal with it. But can the Mongols stop this? A young Mongol general waved his hand, and a dozen or so condor archers had already been prepared. Shoot out one after another.

This young Mongolian future is none other than the beloved son of King Ruyang, Wang Baobao. This is Wang Baobao's first battle.

The eagle archers have always been the darlings of wars between nomads and farming peoples, and the Mongol eagle archers have a special name, that is, Jebe.

These dozen or so people are already the essence of the Mongols, a team of 10,000 people. It is also a killer move that Wang Baobao has prepared a long time ago.

Suddenly, Mo Shenggu only felt that his scalp was numb and his hairs stood up.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous. Mo Shenggu didn't know where the danger came from.

Mo Shenggu's sword was empty, and he didn't pull the arrow in front of him away, no. I don't know what kind of strength is stored on this arrow. Mo Shenggu's sword touched, but it bounced up from the sword towards Mo Shenggu's face.

Although Mo Shenggu was in the air, his reaction was still very sensitive, and he dodged an arrow as soon as his body shrank.

But what Mo Shenggu had to face was more than just one arrow, dozens of arrows passed through Mo Shenggu's sword circle. At the moment of Mo Shenggu's life and death, he waved his sleeves and pushed dozens of arrows away, but there was still one arrow that changed in front of Mo Shenggu's hand, and it actually changed tracks, and an arrow passed through Mo Shenggu's shoulder. Mo Shenggu could only snort. But he didn't dare to hesitate.

Take a deep breath and unleash the jack pendant. Sinking down sharply, accelerating and falling.

Originally, with Mo Shenggu's light skills, there was no problem in jumping down from such a height. But at this time, Mo Shenggu didn't dare to stay in the air for a second.

Mo Shenggu didn't know how many masters could make the arrows change their tracks at the last moment in the rain of arrows. But he didn't dare to bet. It's better to be down-to-earth first.

Obviously, Mo Shenggu's decision was right, and just when Mo Shenggu was accelerating down, there were still three arrows nailed to Mo Shenggu's body.

Mo Shenggu was like a stone, slamming on the ground. Without the slightest light power buffer, Mo Shenggu didn't dare to let his feet hit the ground, he had to break a bone, and at other times, there was nothing to fracture, at this critical juncture, if a fracture meant death.

Mo Shenggu landed on his back first. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Shenggu's mouth. This time it was a solid internal injury, as if he was slapped by the Shaolin Temple's powerful Vajra palm, if it was not supported by the medicinal power of the Three-Day Death Pill, Mo Shenggu would not be able to get up on the spot.

Although the Three-Day Death Pill is poison, it can release a lifetime of energy in a short period of time, and every time Mo Shenggu exerts his limit now, he is consuming his lifespan. After Mo Shenggu's life span was exhausted, it was really difficult for the gods to save it.

Mo Shenggu didn't think about this question in the slightest for this meeting. As soon as he landed, the arrow followed, and Mo Shenggu didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. With a hard kick under his feet, the whole person slid against the ground. A long sword to protect the whole body. In this way, most of the arrows will not be able to see Mosheng Valley.

Mo Shenggu's head was on the ground, and he couldn't be more sensitive to the vibration of the ground. As soon as he heard that there was a shock, he knew that there were cavalry rushing over, and how many were there, but it was difficult to judge because there were too many cavalry here.

Without letting Mo Shenggu wait long, a team of iron horsemen had already rushed towards Mo Shenggu, and they clearly wanted to trample Mo Shenggu into pulp.

Mo Shenggu's eyes were quick, and when the hooves of a horse stepped down on Mo Shenggu's chest, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the knight's stirrups, and as soon as his body turned over, he got on the horse. With a twist of his hand, he turned the knight's head in a circle.