The 5,000 soldiers and horses led by Yang Guo are the elites personally recruited and trained by Guo Jing over the years. Many of them are heroes of the rivers and lakes, and their martial arts are strong, far beyond ordinary soldiers. At this time, under the leadership of Yang Guo, the supreme master, like a sharp sword, he repeatedly rushed and killed under the city, destroying ladders and killing the enemy, and no one could stop him.

Meng Ge saw the situation under the city on the hill where he was supervising the battle in the distance, and saw that Yang Guo was unstoppable, and his subordinates had no enemies, so he raised his horsewhip and pointed at Yang Guo, and asked left and right: "This person is so brave, do you know who it is?"

Although the Mongols did not necessarily have such a military technique, they also knew the importance of finding out the enemy's news. What's more, in the Mongolian army at this time, there were many Han generals who surrendered to the generals, and there were some scum of the martial arts who saw that Mongolia was powerful and took refuge in the past, and they also knew the situation of the Central Plains martial arts very well.

At this time, when the Great Khan asked, someone replied: "Hui Great Khan, this person's surname is Yang, he is Guo Jing's son-in-law, and he is also the eldest disciple of Yin Zhiping, the first three-peer sword of the Quanzhen Sect, and has a name in the Central Plains martial arts, called 'Condor Hero'." ”

Yang Guo got the Xuantie heavy sword back then, and after learning the heavy sword swordsmanship, he also walked the rivers and lakes several times with the eagle that Dugu sought defeat, so he also had the same name as the original book. As for Yin Zhiping's name of "Three Absolute Swords", it was because Yin Zhiping only used three moves to kill Zhao Zhijing in front of Chongyang Palace. After that, he walked the rivers and lakes with Xiaolongnu, fought the sword world, fought with people, and never made more than three moves. No matter how powerful the master is, he was only defeated within his three moves, so he gradually gained the name of "Three Absolute Swords".

"Yin Zhiping!"

Meng Ge heard the name of Yin Zhiping. couldn't help gritting his teeth, he naturally knew that this person was the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts master who assassinated his brother Kublai Khan in the formation of 100,000 Mongolian troops. He originally saw Yang Guo brave. There is also some love for talent, and at this time, I heard that Yang Guo is Yin Zhiping's big disciple. I can't help but hate it together.

When a white-clothed monk beside Meng Ge heard the name of "Yin Zhiping", he couldn't help but move, and his eyes flashed.

This white-robed monk is none other than the Golden Wheel Dharma King's younger brother and the current Mongolian national teacher, Phags-pa. He looked very young and handsome in his thirties. Wearing a white monk's robe, there is a faint treasure light flowing on his face, such as a pearl and jade, naturally shining, looking at a Taoist monk, knowledgeable and virtuous appearance. Judging by the appearance alone. The Golden Wheel Dharma King's thin and tall rod, with his head sunken like an image of a saucer on his head, is far worse than his junior brother.

Meng Ge gritted his teeth at Yin Zhiping for a while in his heart, and ordered: "Whoever kills that Yang Guo will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold, and the official will be promoted to the third level!"

Under the heavy reward, the Mongolian officers and soldiers swarmed forward and killed Yang Guo. And the martial arts masters recruited by Meng Ge from the Western Regions and other places this time, as well as those martial arts scum in the Central Plains who took refuge in the past. After hearing such a heavy reward, they all stepped forward together.

But these Mongolian soldiers were killed in front of Yang Guo, and under the wielding of Yang Guo's heavy sword, there was still no enemy, and they vomited blood and flew out of the body. The blade in his hand was under the contact with Yang Guo's heavy sword. They even took off their hands one after another, couldn't hold it, and flew all over the air. Where Yang Guo swung his sword, he passed. Like an unstoppable wave, the Mongol soldiers will continue to fly up and retreat. Heavy casualties.

When those martial arts masters in the Western Regions and the martial arts scum of the Central Plains arrived, they finally stopped Yang Guo's momentum a little. They are no longer all enemies of Yang Guo. More or less, he can still get over a few tricks with Yang. But it was just a few more moves, and there was still no one who was Yang Guo's opponent, and their final fate was to vomit blood and fly out of the hall like those Mongolian soldiers, either dead or wounded.

And Yang Guo's abundant internal strength and long breath also surprised them. It has been nearly an hour since Yang Guo rushed out to kill, and Yang Guo has been rushing to the front, without a moment of rest, and waving such a heavy blade in his hand. But until now, Yang Guo is still brave and abnormal, and he has no fatigue at all. They just have the method of fighting a war of attrition and wheel warfare with more bullying and less, but they still have no choice but to fight Yang Guo, and they are beaten to the point of casualties and retreat, but no one can stop Yang Guo.

Yang Guo led 5,000 elite soldiers to repeatedly rush under the city wall, and by this time he had cleared the Mongolian soldiers under the city wall and interrupted his offensive. And the Mongolian army was afraid of his invincible might, and they didn't dare to rush forward again. With a swing of his heavy sword, Yang Guo pointed at the Great Khan Meng Ge, who was watching the battle on the mountain in the distance, and rushed towards him with his horse. Along the way, the Mongol soldiers blocked one after another, but it was still like a big wave rushing, and no one could stop it.

Meng Ge saw that Yang Guo was killing him, and the soldiers below were unstoppable, so he couldn't help but change his face, turned to Ba Sipa, and shouted, "National Teacher!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Ba Si Pa understood that Meng Ge was already afraid in his heart, and after comforting him, he clamped his legs around the horse's belly and rode towards Yang. The Mongolian soldiers in front saw that the national division stepped forward and gave in one after another.

Yang Guo was fighting bravely to kill the enemy, and suddenly his eyes were empty, but seeing that the Mongolian soldiers in front of him did not need him to retreat or tear apart, he actually took the initiative to give way to it.

Yang Guo couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and was hesitating, but when he saw that the Mongolian soldiers were about to give way on the road, he rode lightly. He looked intently and saw that the knight on the horse was a very handsome white-clothed monk, who seemed to be similar in age to him.

"Yang Jushi is polite, and the little monk is Ba Sipa. Standing three feet away, Ba Si Pa was very polite and saluted Yang Guoheshi on his horse.

Yang Guo didn't recognize Ba Si Pa, nor had he heard of the name of Ba Si Pa, but after looking at him for a while, he waved his horizontal sword and said, "Are you going to stop me?"

Ba Si Pa nodded, but then his voice changed, and he said: "The little monk once went to the Central Plains to find a meeting with the commander, but unfortunately he couldn't see it. It is a fate to be able to meet Yang Jushi here today. After a pause, he continued: "My Mongolian domination of the world is the trend of the times, and the Southern Dynasty has been weak for many years, and now it is just a dying struggle. You Han people have a saying, called 'Those who know the times are handsome'. If Yang Jushi can abandon his sword and surrender now, I am willing to say Xiang in front of the Great Khan to ensure you a bright future. ”

He let go of the enmity of his senior brother King Jinlun, but at this time he did not mention that he was the younger brother of King Jinlun, let alone that he went to the Great Song Dynasty to seek revenge against Yin Zhiping.

After hearing this, Yang Guo shouted: "How can Yang be a person who forgets his righteousness for the sake of profit? The great monk doesn't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" After saying that, he swung his sword and slashed, and a heavy sword qi flew out from the Xuantie heavy sword, shooting straight at the eight Sipa three zhang away.

Seeing this sword qi coming, Ba Si Pa still smiled slightly on his face, and he was not afraid. Immediately, he didn't dodge or dodge, but also slashed over with one palm. His palm didn't look very fierce and forceful, but as soon as he split it, it immediately flew sand and stones, and the wind was fierce, like a thunderstorm from the ground. In the wind, there is a faint sound of a dragon roaring like an elephant.

Yang Guowan didn't expect that such a handsome and weak monk as Ba Si Pa would be so powerful and vicious, and his complexion couldn't help but change slightly. Since Pas-pa can be sent out to stop him at this time, he must be outstanding. But when Ba Si Pa's palm came out, he realized that he still underestimated this handsome and unavoidable in his heart.

With a "boom", the sword qi and palm power collided halfway, making an earth-shattering sound. The two energetic collisions scattered out in all directions, causing the surrounding Mongol soldiers to stagger, or falling backwards, and let out a series of exclamations. There were many people who were caught off guard, and the blades in their hands were not held steady, and they fell to the ground.

The power of the shock was transmitted back, and Yang Guo couldn't help but shake his body, and his face was shocked. Then he sat down and neighed in sorrow, took two steps back, and then fell to his knees with a limp. He was now on the horse, and the force of the shock was transmitted back, and the horse could only bear the rest, except for some of his own defuse. Unexpectedly, although there was not much remaining strength, the horse fought with him for an hour, and his physical strength was already greatly consumed, but he could no longer bear this excess strength.

On the other hand, Pasipa was still seated on his horse, not moving at all, and his horse was not affected at all. Only two strong winds that collided vigorously blew and lifted his white robes. (To be continued......)