There was another roaring dragon roar.
In the lightning explosion, several bald heads and several Mongolian masters who were besieged were all shaken away.
At the same time, two arrows cut through the wind and snow, piercing Wang Yu's throat and heart.
The timing of these two arrows was perfect.
It was the time when Wang Yu's old strength had been discharged and new strength had yet to emerge.
One of the arrows was blocked by Wang Yu with his arm, but the other arrow pierced straight into his heart and passed through his chest.
Wang Yu took two steps back and slumped down.
But just when everyone thought he was dead, he stood up straight again, opened and closed his arms, and commanded the wind and thunder with his palms. Before he even released his palms, dragon shadows and dragon scales were already surrounding his body.
At this time, if Cao Zhe is present, use the identification technique on Wang Yu.
You must be able to see that Wang Yu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are crossing from mastery to transformation state, and then switching back and forth between transformation state and ultimate state.
Although the realm is unstable, the power exerted is absolutely tyrannical.
Dong dong dong dong...!
The cold wind was howling, but someone on the city wall lit a torch and beat the military drum to encourage Wang Yu and declare his power.
"The general deserves to die in a hundred battles, but the fierce horse returns with his body wrapped up. Now I will sacrifice my life to protect my homeland. Don't forget my wife and children at home...!" On top of the city, many soldiers held guns and knives, facing the Mongolian soldiers who were attacking the city wall. Fight against each other, sing loudly, and die generously.
Sometimes three or five Mongolian soldiers rushed to the top of the wall, unable to repel them even with spears and bayonets. Then some soldiers sacrificed their lives and swooped down, tearing several Mongolian soldiers off the wall together, rolling them into the wind and snow, and smashing them into flesh. mud.
"The swords and soldiers are buried in the dead warehouse, the horses are released deep into the grassy mountains, don't look back on your parents, your sons and sons will return home." The song gradually gained momentum, and it gradually became like a mountain and river in the wind and snow.
Without cannons, the soldiers fought at close quarters with knives and halberds.
When there were no bullets, he used the spear in his hand as a club, hitting him head-on and striking to death.
The light of the sword, the light of the sword, and the arrows flying from a distance all fell towards Wang Yu, who was fighting against dozens of masters alone.
The Mongols knew that 'Guo Jing', who was besieged by them, was the military spirit of many Dayue soldiers on that city wall.
Only by killing 'Guo Jing', cutting off his head, and erecting it on the flagpole would it be possible to break the fighting spirit of those Dayue soldiers and capture this difficult city wall.
However, 'Guo Jing' is simply too difficult to kill!
Every time everyone thought he would fall down and never stand up again.
He can always stand up again with his strong will.
Then he launched a violent attack.
again and again!
Wang Yu, although he did not have Guo Jing's courage or Cao Zhe's talent, he had developed an unyielding determination during those twenty years when life was worse than death.
His tenacious willpower has transcended life and death in a sense.
At this moment, he wanted to burn out the last remaining glow of his life.
Boom...!
Suddenly the sky rippled violently.
It seems that God has been angered and is warning something.
The next second, a huge sword carrying lightning fell from the sky like a mountain.
He fell straight into the formation of the Mongolian army, and at the same time swept towards the Mongolian masters and members of the Bald Head Club who were besieging Wang Yu.
Cao Zhe...is finally here!
One sword can suppress an entire army, and one person can block a million divisions.
Kublai Khan stood on a high cliff in the distance on horseback, looking at Cao Zhe's figure descending like a god or a demon, feeling a little sour in his eyes.
"Who is that?" When Kublai Khan asked this question, he actually already knew who was coming.
Tianming, who was beside Kublai Khan, said: "Great Khan! That's Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Sect! Of course... he was once just a junior monk in my Shaolin."
Kublai Khan said: "So he spreads his wings and flies high, but Shaolin cannot tolerate him at all."
"If he is willing, I can regard him as a master, treat him with the highest etiquette, and even support him with all the resources of the country..."
"As long as he can help me sweep across all countries and unify the world!"
Tianming's eyes showed strong jealousy, but he still said: "Then you can try it, Dahan."
Kublai Khan's inner strength was also profound. He stood on the cliff and shouted in the direction of Cao Zhe: "Master Zhang! We entered the pass just to survive. The life of the Han people is life, but the life of us Mongolians is not life?"
"You are a true immortal from this world, and you should not walk in the world. I, the Great Yuan, are willing to respect you as a heavenly king, comparable to the Immortal Heaven. Wudang Mountain is the holy mountain in the world. When the king arrives, he will dismount from the sedan chair."
"So, are you willing to retreat?"
When Cao Zhe heard this, he just asked: "Why did you massacre the city?"
Kublai Khan still wanted to quibble, but Cao Zhe was already impatient: "It's useless to talk too much, Taoists! Draw your sword...save the country and save the world!"
"Yes! Headmaster!" Many voices resounded, and a large number of Taoists used Ladder Cloud Zong, fell from the clouds, and then fought with the Mongolian masters.
At the same time, almost all the artillery in the Mongolian army had their muzzles pointed at Cao Zhe.
With an order, all the artillery fired at once.
At the same time, a golden figure rolled out of the blizzard, ignoring the bombardment of artillery, and entangled towards Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe raised his hand and used the identification technique to know who was coming.
No form, body ninety-eight, strength one hundred, internal strength ninety-six, skills: Golden Bell Shield Thirty-six Levels (Excellent), Powerful Vajra Palm (Transformation Realm), Powerful Vajra Fingers (Transformation Realm), Powerful Vajra Legs (Transformation Realm) , Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu (tenth level), Root Bone 86, Comprehension 81, Remarks: Beat him to death, beat him to pieces!
As soon as he opened his mouth and spat out, Cao Zhe spit out an indestructible sword energy.
The sword energy swept across and hit Wuxiang's body. A trembling sound like a bell was heard, and Wuxiang flew backwards. The artillery fire directly hit the indestructible body of the Vajra, which could not be broken. At this time, it was covered with dense swords. mark.
Cao Zhe spit out his sword. He was not beheaded, but he was already strong in body and life.
With just this interruption, numerous artillery fires had already fallen on Cao Zhe and the surrounding area.
Explosions that roared like a landslide all bloomed.
Cao Zhe was in it, his Taoist robes were high and his body was filled with indestructible aura, turning a five-meter radius into a static state.
A piece of talisman flew out of Cao Zhe's sleeve.
The talisman paper imprinted with deep energy and spirit is more like an arrow shooting straight into the sky.
Use the true energy as the guide and the spirit as the bait.
The thick clouds lingering in the sky continued to press down, and thousands of hailstones fell as fast as arrows.
Hail covered the entire battlefield, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers were pierced by the hail.
In an instant, thousands of horses and horses were silent, and it seemed that there was only one figure and one scene left on the battlefield.
retreat!
retreat!
Crazy retreat!
At this time, all the Mongolian soldiers retreated frantically under this mighty attack.
They thought this was a punishment from the Immortal God.
Punish them for the burning, killing, looting, and even retaliatory massacres after they invaded the Han people's land.
They came here to survive, but their actions were not righteous.
"Zhang Sanfeng...!" Kublai Khan looked at him from the horseback with his eyes wide open and his beard and hair standing out.
He wished he could rush forward and tear Cao Zhe into pieces.
But he shouldn't say anything anymore.
Cao Zhe, who was summoning hailstones that turned into thousands of ice arrows and fell down, was distracted and noticed the presence of Kublai Khan.
With a smooth move, a flying sword made of true energy shot out from the air, heading straight towards Kublai Khan.
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