The central location of the Mongolian camp.
At this time, in addition to the noisy fire-fighting sounds coming from the outside, only Hong Qigong, who was 'drowned' in the crowd, heard frequent banging sounds, and from time to time, a figure flew out of the crowd.
Dong Zhang glanced a little longer, but didn't pay much attention, and he didn't know who was inside.
At this time, Jinlun Dharma King and others were a little silent. They stared at Dongzhang who was standing opposite and were speechless for a while. They asked themselves that they had seen arrogant people, but they had never seen such arrogant people.
Two people dared to assassinate the leader of an army so blatantly, and they didn't hide it, asking each other nakedly where the boss was?
Is this something a serious person can do?
Several people looked at each other and subconsciously glanced at the crowd of people opposite. Although the eyes of several people were instantly separated and then quickly looked away, it was such an indifferent glance that made the people who had been staring closely The man who was watching them was captured.
Dong Zhang was not stupid, he knew that if he rushed in shouting to find someone, he might not find him, and the other party would be prepared and hide.
The calmer the tone, the more the other party will relax their vigilance. No, after Dongzhang asked the question, Jinlun Dharma King and others subconsciously glanced at the other side. This is a human subconscious reaction, although they covered it up afterwards. But Dongzhang still noticed.
Smiling silently, Dongzhang turned his head slightly and glanced behind him.
This action frightened Jinlun Dharma King and others. Guo Jing and the old naughty boy were now standing behind Dongzhang. Seeing that he had escaped from the encirclement of them, Dharma King suddenly took a few steps and rushed towards Guo Jing. .
At this moment, for some reason, the Mongolian troops who had been gathered around to watch the excitement all started to move. They did not swarm forward, but quickly circled around Dongzhang and the others in an orderly manner.
After a while, small groups of people would separate from the crowd and rush towards a few people.
Dongzhang was only a few feet away from the Mongolian soldier behind him. As the crowd was turning, more than ten spears were suddenly pointed at his vest.
Dongzhang moved his hands at the blink of an eye, sliding sideways with one arm and one arm, and grabbed more than a dozen spears in one hand. He folded his arms, raised his breath and threw his arms. With a bang, a dozen elite Mongolian soldiers holding spears appeared. He was thrown back by Dongzhang.
Holding more than a dozen spears in one arm, Dongzhang turned around in a circle, and the face under the mask smiled brightly: "Is it here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongzhang's arms trembled, and more than ten spears shot out of his arms in an instant, shooting at the crowd at a very fast speed. The overbearing force caused more than ten spears to be shot through as soon as they came face to face with the Mongolian army. people.
Moreover, after the spear penetrated the first man, it flew back unabated, like a candied haws. Each spear pierced three or four Mongolian soldiers.
This fierce counterattack frightened the Mongolian army to death. As early as when the Mongolian army was turning around, Dong Zhang secretly paid attention to the place where Jinlun Dharma King and the others were looking before. This swing of his arm was also aimed at that place. .
Kublai Khan in the crowd was almost killed by Dongzhang's swing of the spear. He looked at the many impaled soldiers beside him with fear. He no longer hesitated, turned around and pierced out of the crowd.
"Asshole!!!"
The eyes of Jinlun Dharma King and several other people were astonished by the sight, and they all raised their weapons and headed east to fight. Their reaction also confirmed that there must be someone unusual in the crowd just now.
With a chuckle, Dongzhang swung his sword and slashed five times to push back Jinlun Dharma King and Nimo Xing who wanted to get close. Then he rushed into the crowd just now and slashed with his sword.
No one in the crowd was the enemy of Dongzhang's sword. In the flash of the sword, one by one, their broken bodies jumped into the air, their intestines and brains spilled all over the floor. The scene was like a Shura coming from hell to the human world.
All kinds of wails and screams could not be heard incessantly. The Dharma King and Nimoxing were concerned about Kublai Khan, and they immediately rushed to Dongzhang to try to stop his massacre.
The cunning Xiaoxiangzi took advantage of the chaos to approach Zhou Botong, trying to snatch Guo Jing from him.
Suddenly, the place turned into a mess.
Zhou Botong held Guo Jing in one hand and fended off the Mongol elite soldiers that kept coming. Because he had to take care of Guo Jing, he could not use 10% of his skills, and he was too scared to fight.
The insidious Xiaoxiangzi tried his best to greet Guo Jing in his hands, which annoyed him to no end.
But Dong Zhang's side was already killing people like crazy. He chopped down and killed everyone he saw, which made the Jinlun Dharma King and Nimo Xing who were chasing behind him tremble with fear.
But at this time, Kublai Khan had already left the crowd and hid at a remote tent. Staring at the man in gray, Kublai took off his hat and turned around to call the guard. He said fiercely: "Go down with the order." ! No matter life or death! Kill all that group of people!"
"yes!"
Watching the guards take the order and leave, Kublai Khan sat in the main seat and thought for a while, then walked out of the camp again.
On Dong Zhang's side, the Mongolian soldiers could only use long weapons to deal with Dong Zhang, but they did not dare to use daggers like they did against Hong Qigong who was unarmed.
But even so, none of these soldiers could stop Dong Zhang, who was like an evil ghost.
At this time, Jinlun Dharma King didn't care whether he would accidentally injure friendly troops. He jumped up high and threw two wheels at Dongzhang's back with both hands.
Hearing the rapid sound of breaking through the air behind him, Dongzhang picked up the two Mongolian soldiers in front of him and threw them back without looking back.
There was a popping sound, and the two Mongolian soldiers were cut apart by the French king's wheels. Blood sprayed in the air, and there was a brief rain of blood.
At this time, a strong palm wind suddenly erupted near Dongzhang. The sound was as terrifying as the roar of black wind, and there was a strange whistling sound.
With a loud bang, dozens of Mongolian soldiers holding daggers flew out one after another, falling to the ground unable to get up.
But it was Hong Qigong who used the most powerful move among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, 'Shocking a Hundred Miles', and all the Mongolian troops flew away wherever the wind passed by.
After blasting away the enemy, Hong Qigong slapped his palms on the ground and instantly turned over and flew into the sky. His eyes quickly scanned the battle situation in the air. When he saw the young man holding a black knife, his face changed. Overjoyed, he shouted: "Dongzhang!"
Hong Qigong had actually heard Dongzhang's voice earlier, but at that time he was being surrounded by dozens of Mongolian warriors, and his hands and feet were so busy that he had no time to speak out.
Seeing Dongzhang at this time, Hong Qigong couldn't help but be overjoyed and blurted out.
Hearing the sound, Dongzhang glanced at Hong Qigong in mid-air. He did not respond, but nodded slightly.
Zhou Botong was extremely happy when he saw Hong Qigong. He pulled his neck and shouted: "Old beggar!! Come and help!! Your disciple is poisoned!!"
After Zhou Botong shouted this, Hong Qigong was shocked to realize that Guo Jing was unconscious and lying on his back in Zhou Botong's arms. The scene was very dangerous.
No longer hesitating, he took a stance in mid-air and used the move 'Flying Dragon in the Sky'. This move was extremely powerful and struck down from above. It took Guo Jing three days to learn it.
But with a loud bang, a crowd of people underneath was scattered by Hong Qigong with a palm, and fell to the ground. Hong Qigong spread out his body and rushed left and right towards Zhou Botong, with shadows flying everywhere he passed. They were all shot away by Hong Qigong.
It can be seen that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms claim to be the most powerful palm technique in the world is not unfounded.
Arriving in front of Zhou Botong, Hong Qigong slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, made a circle with his right palm, and pushed it outward with a cry. This was exactly what he had done in his most famous work "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon". Kang Long regretted it and slapped Xiao Xiangzi beside him with one palm.
The violent wind from the palm stung Xiaoxiangzi's face. Seeing the force of the palm, Xiaoxiangzi was so frightened that his scalp went numb. Seeing that there was no way to escape, he had no choice but to hold the mourning stick in his hand in front of him. .
boom! ! !
The steel rod in Xiaoxiangzi's hand was slapped off by Hong Qigong, and he flew upside down in an instant. He was coughing blood in the air, and he had obviously suffered serious internal injuries.
After smashing several Mongolian soldiers behind him, Xiaoxiangzi stood up staggeringly, looking at the broken wail stick in his hand, and his heart was filled with shock.
After blasting out a palm, Hong Qigong didn't even look at Xiao Xiangzi. He reached out and took Guo Jing from Zhou Botong's arms. He lowered his head and glanced at his disciple whose face had turned dark. Hong Qigong's face was extremely ugly.
Zhou Botong naturally knew that Guo Jing was deeply poisoned at this time. With his hands free, he kept guarding Hong Qigong and shouted: "Old beggar! My sworn brother is in an emergency now! Please escort him out first!"
Hong Qigong subconsciously glanced at the young man who was killing the Mongolian army in the distance with his sword, and asked: "What about you?"
"Don't worry, if Dong Xiaozi and I want to leave, these people can't stop us!" Zhou Botong shouted as he kicked over the Mongolian army who was trying to rush forward.
After thinking silently, Hong Qigong said in a deep voice: "Okay then, I'll take the first step, you guys, be careful!"
After saying that, they fought their way out of the siege under the escort of Zhou Botong. Seeing that Hong Qigong was about to escape, Jinlun Dharma King and Nimo Xing also turned around and rushed here.
On the way, Hong Qigong carried Guo Jing and jumped onto a war horse that was passing by in a panic. The panicked war horse suddenly realized that there was someone on its back. It was so frightened that it kept neighing and raised its front legs high.
At this time, Hardanbaatar, the number one wrestler in Mongolia, came to the side of the war horse with a giant ax in his hand. He raised the giant ax high in the cold light and aimed at the horse's neck with the ax and chopped it down.
Seeing this, Hong Qigong was a little helpless. Since his view was blocked by the horse's head, he had no choice but to stop him.
When the ax fell, the horse's head would definitely be in danger. He was about to lift Guo Jing to vault, but there was a crisp sound.
A dark red black knife appeared ghostly in front of the war horse, holding the huge battle ax firmly. Seeing this black knife blocking the way, the strong man holding the huge ax with both hands was full of milk. Even with all his strength, the battle ax could not move down at all.
The young man next to him was still holding a sword with one hand. This sight frightened the strong man. He was among the strongest in the army, and the battle ax in his hand weighed more than 70 kilograms. If he threw it, he would be very strong. It is said to have a strength of several hundred kilograms.
But the young man next to him remained motionless. He held the black knife in one hand and held his own battle ax firmly. One was cutting from top to bottom, and the other was pushing from bottom to top. Anyone with common sense would know which side to use. more power.
And the size of the two weapons gives people a discordant visual impact.
While the big man was secretly fighting, Zhou Botong shouted: "Let's go!!"
After hearing this, Hong Qigong no longer hesitated. He picked up the reins and reined in the horse and rushed out. When he passed by Dong Zhang, he said softly with complex eyes: "Be careful."
"Um."
Dongzhang responded calmly, raised the knife and pushed the strong man backwards, causing him to stagger.
His eyes narrowed slightly, Dongzhang said softly: "Big man, you are quite strong."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of red light flashed through the air, and the strong man's huge head separated instantly. His frightened eyes were still staring at the young man in front of him, shaking the knife and squirting blood.
After doing all this, Dongzhang and his two men jumped up to a tent next to them, staring closely at the Jinlun Dharma King and others who had just arrived, and said softly: "Old naughty boy, let's make a big fuss. Bar"
(End of chapter)
