Wibkot, Tuo Lei, and Ta Guerhan traveled for about an hour with 30,000 horses, and finally arrived at the north gate of Lin'an City. A tall mountain blocked the way, and only a man was seen sitting on it. On top of a horse, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand, the horse kept pacing back and forth.
When the people on horseback saw a large group of them approaching, they sat on the horse without changing their expressions and continued to pace back and forth, treating them as if they were nothing, as if they existed in the air.
Wibkotter saw how arrogant this man was and ignored them. He shouted angrily: "Who is coming in front of you? Tell me your name quickly. Why are you blocking our way?"
The man on horseback suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "My Lord Wanyan, may I ask if this road was built by you Mongolians? This road is natural, why should I let you pass this road? This is not true. It’s a joke, it’s so ridiculous.”
As soon as Wibkot heard the name of Wanyan Shengjun, he immediately smiled and said: "General, is it really Wanyan Shengjun? When I see you today, it is better to be famous than to meet people. You are really heroic. I have often heard that you have a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in your hand. You made the tiger become powerful, and your strength was extremely domineering, and you killed many of our soldiers on the battlefield. You were called the undefeated God of War in the Southern Song Dynasty, and you never failed."
Wanyan Shengjun smiled and said: "Your Excellency, you know a lot about me! May I ask the general's name and let me hear about your deeds? Would it be refreshing and eye-opening for me?"
Wibkot also smiled and said: "My dear Wibkot."
Wanyan Shengjun murmured to himself: "This name sounds very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere."
Taguerhan volunteered and said: "Of course you have heard of Wibkot. He is our greatest warrior in the Yuan Dynasty. His kung fu has never been matched by anyone in Mongolia. His golden belt is The Great Khan personally rewarded him, but to be able to get this reward is only one in a million. Compare him to you, is he much better than you?"
Wanyan Shengjun said: "I don't want such an honor, but I regard these external things as dirt, and they are not worth mentioning at all. Why should I waste energy on these things? I only know that I can win every battle. Killing a few more Mongolian soldiers is the greatest reward from God."
Tuo Lei said with a smile: "You have such a loud tone that you don't know who you are facing. He is not someone you can manipulate at will. He chose Beimen today just to suppress your arrogance in person and make you Taste the taste of failure," he said with a proud smile on his face.
Wanyan Shengjun said sternly: "I'm not just bragging about my awesomeness. I'm going to fight you three generals alone today, and there are tens of thousands of people in front of me. I think my current strength is more than enough to deal with you low-class juniors."
Wibcott smiled and said: "I have never seen such an arrogant person. You can defeat thousands of troops in front of you with your own strength. I really can't compliment what you just said. Oh, I Suddenly I remembered, did you arrange some five-shaped Bagua array behind you specifically to deal with it, so you were confident enough to wait for us to take the bait, don't you think so?"
Wanyan Shengjun said: "If you want to pass this way, you must defeat me first, and then pass this Five-Shaped Bagua Formation. Then let's see if you have this fate."
Wibcott said angrily: "Crazy people should not be so arrogant. Today I want to see whether the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in your hand is more powerful or the soft silk swords in my hand."
Wanyan Shengjun heard the two soft swords and immediately turned his attention to his waist. He couldn't help laughing and said: "I thought they were some sharp weapons. It turned out to be the two slender swords at his waist. I saw If you fight me, I can cut off such a small sword in the blink of an eye with just one wave of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in my hand. Then you only have half a life left, and you dare to scare me with such big words. I'm really good If you’re afraid, how about you just use those soft silk swords of yours to fight me for 300 rounds?”
Wibkot pulled out the two soft silk swords from his waist and looked at him coldly and said: "I will let you taste the power of these two soft silk swords today. Otherwise, I will definitely take off your necklace within three hundred rounds." Go up to the head and take your life," clamped the horse's belly with both feet. The horse was in pain and suddenly ran away in front of Wanyan Shengjun. It came and went like the wind, and the two swords were already filled with an icy chill, and they went straight towards Wanyan Shengjun's face. .
Wanyan Shengjun suddenly felt a chill in his body that penetrated his heart and lungs, and his legs were so fierce that he pinched the horse's belly. The horse sprinted straight towards Wibkot. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand flipped the blade, and gathered all his strength to slash at him suddenly. Going forward, the sword surged forward thousands of miles like a flood that broke a dike. His swords flashed with cold light, and he used all his strength to stab him in the chest. The speed is extremely fast, like twin meteors flying through the sky.
Wanyan Shengjun immediately made a spinning sword move and directly deflected the rapid attack of the two swords. He immediately shook the blade and slashed towards his waist. The attack was as fast as the wind. The wind of the sword swept past him, and bursts of murderous intent were directed towards him. Cover your whole body.
Wibcourt immediately jerked the reins of the horse, and the horse swerved to the right, neighed, and ran in the wrong direction. He suddenly dodged the heavy blow, and his body broke out in a cold sweat. .
Tuo Lei and Ta Guerhan were shocked when they saw that Wibkot was almost cut by his Qinglong Yanyue Sword. They broke out in a cold sweat for him. It was such a close call. Seeing him escape safely, they were nervous. The mood began to relax, and they immediately thought that if he was the first warrior in Mongolia, he could not be called the first warrior in Mongolia. The two of them looked at Wibkot at the same time. The two soft silk swords in his hands.
In the minds of the two of them, Wibkot's kung fu was not so bad. His swordsmanship was obvious to all the Mongolians.
I heard Wibkot yelling loudly, and the horse seemed to understand what he meant. It immediately turned around and sprinted towards Wanyan Shengjun. It was running rampant. The cold light of the two swords in Wibkot's hands rose sharply. At that time, he had added three levels of skill to his swords, and bursts of stinging cold air came straight towards him, filled with murderous intent.
Wanyan Shengjun's mount immediately felt that the opponent's sword energy was full of the aura of death, and immediately backed up, not daring to take even half a step forward.
The danger was approaching step by step, but the horses under him refused to obey and retreated step by step. Wanyan Shengjun was so anxious that he broke out in cold sweat. If he didn't sprint forward, he might die under the opponent's swords. Thinking of this, he jumped up, his feet lifted from the saddle, and his body flew upwards like an arrow from the string. He avoided the sudden attack of the two swords. His body rotated in mid-air, and his sword style also followed the rotation of the sword. When he came down, the sound of the sword piercing the air was heard, and the shadows of the sword turned and attacked. His clothes were immediately swept away by the wind of the sword, and the skirt of his clothes fluttered, and a strong murderous aura swept in from mid-air.
