Xiangyang.

night.

A curfew has been adopted in Xiangyang at night. In fact, since Xiangyang became a key place to resist the Mongols, the situation here has become very strict. Curfew is a method almost everyone adopts. It can be said that anyone walking on the street at this time will be arrested.

The city guards pulled him in and locked him up.

After all, at times like this, Mongolian spies or for better management, must impose a curfew.

The night wind howled.

Three figures in succession came from the roof on the wind.

The tip of his toes touched the roof without making any sound. Even though there were three of them, only Yue Yuan's robe and that end of his hair were eye-catching in the air.

"What a light kung fu!"

The figure of the man in black rotated, and with a palm from the air, he chased directly behind him with the power of his splitting palm. He struck leisurely like a Taoist priest walking on the moon in search of incense. The air trembled, and the extremely solid palm power went directly towards him.

.

It was said that it was dark night, and this was just palm power, but in Yue Yuan's mind, what hit him was not palm power, but a piece of iron.

Under that casual palm, the air actually gave people the illusion of being compacted.

Facing this sudden blow, Yue Yuan was only on one side, his robes were flying, his true energy was fluctuating, and he was immediately staggered. His whole body even temporarily turned in the air and accelerated his speed again. This ethereal movement immediately made the black-clothed man move away.

People couldn't help but praise again.

Bang!

On the contrary, Li Gong, who was chasing after him, couldn't avoid the palm. He used the seventy-two demon hands. The claws and palms collided with each other, making a muffled sound, and his steps were also affected by this blow.

Stopped it.

The person fell down and was immediately separated by the two people in front of him.

But for this, what Li Gong cares more about is the feeling of neglect from the two people in front of him. The Taoist priest didn't say anything, and the man in black did the same, which made Li Gong very angry.

…

at the same time.

Guo Mansion.

Guo Jing looked at the night sky quietly without saying anything, but his back looked a little sad.

Huang Rong, who still had a worried look on her face, looked at her husband with great distress, and saw her brother Jing standing there alone and speechless.

final.

After letting go of her daughter's and Cheng Ying's hands, Huang Rong stepped forward and hugged Guo Jing from behind, murmuring: "Brother Jing!"

The man in black who appeared just now is said to be the guardian of the Mongolian royal family - Demon Sect Meng Chixing. The man did not come to capture Guo Jing, nor did he attack the juniors here, but to convey some words.

.

Demon Sect Meng Chixing is not an ordinary person, he is the strongest person in the Demon Sect today. Even Li Gong is inferior to him. Even though Meng Chixing has not reached his peak stage yet, he is still worthy of him.

Identity in the Demon Gate.

For Guo Jing, even Meng Chixing would not be so naive as to use his own skills to plant the thought of defeat in the other person's mind. Because the Golden Blade Consort is an extremely stubborn person, he never thought that he would fail.

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This is a man who firmly believes that he will eventually win.

Even though he knew that Mongolia was currently gaining momentum, Guo Jing still had that simple persistence in his heart. It almost came from the belief in his soul, which cannot be affected by martial arts.

so……

Meng Chixing changed other ways and used other words to influence. Yes, only a slight influence is enough. When the war is approaching, any fluctuation of thoughts will cause fluctuations in people. So during the war, it will be

There's a chance.

An opportunity to shift the balance of victory in the war towards Mongolia.

Even though Sihanfei had enough troops and new weapons, Mongolia suffered a lot in Xiangyang back then and had to be on guard. You know, in the past, they didn't come with a hundredfold confidence, but the final result was a disastrous defeat.

This time, Meng Chixing's arrival in Xiangyang will not be accidental.

Guo Jing is a passionate person.

People who value love are easily affected by love.

Especially those kind of accumulated emotions, once they are exploded, they will eventually have a surprising impact.

The thing that triggered this time was the words of Princess Huazheng and Tuo Lei.

Meng Chixing has studied this golden sword consort, and even if Guo Jing's heart is as strong as iron, the last words of these two people will eventually have some impact.

After Huang Rong hugged Guo Jing from behind, Guo Jing's dazed expression was finally brought back to consciousness.

"fine!"

"Rong'er!"

Guo Jing gently patted Huang Rong's jade hand with his big hand, and said with a smile.

later.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Guo was holding the little girl in one hand and Guo Fu in the other, comforting Cheng Ying who looked a little pale. But in his heart, he was very afraid of the sudden appearance of the master in black.

really.

Even if Mongolia’s original national master, Jinlun Dharma King, is dead, it still cannot harm the foundation of Mongolia. After the death of a Dharma King, three masters appeared again in the back. If the foundation cannot be hurt, Xiangyang will continue to be destroyed in the end.

Targeted, besieged.

At this time, besides Yang Guo, he was imagining and guessing about the confrontation between Yue Yuan and that person.

As for the two young men Guo Polu and Chuanying who came here, they did not attract their attention at all.

at the same time.

Xiangyang City Wall.

Along the tall straight city wall, three figures stepped on it one after another and fought among them.

Among them, it was Yue Yuan who fought one against two.

No!

To be precise, three people were fighting.

It's more like Yue Yuan fighting one against two.

Faced with the siege of the seventy-two heavenly demon hands and the secret wisdom book hidden by the demon sect Meng Chixing, the entire human robe was swaying under the agitation of zhenqi, making a banging sound, just like what would happen on the eve of the lunar new year.

Like exploding firecrackers.

He didn't carry a sword or a knife.

Yue Yuan just relied on one hand to fight against the two of them.

Bang! Bang!

The palms of both hands intersected with those of Li Gong and Meng Chixing, and a muffled sound of thunder sounded in the air.

"snort!"

A muffled groan came from Li Gong's mouth, and blood stains spread out from the corners of his mouth under this blow. The whole person rushed out. Ice crystals continued to spread on his arms. It was unexpectedly caused by this blow.

He was violently attacked by the immortal energy.

It was during the exchange of Qi just now that Li Gong's own Demonic Qi was dispersed, allowing the Qi of Immortality to flow straight in.

Meng Chixing's face was full of surprise. In the moonlight, his already extremely pale face flashed with a girlish blush. His eyes were twinkling like stars in the night sky.

, at first glance it is even more shining and attractive than the stars.

"Supreme Grandmaster!"

"Ling Donglai!"

Meng Chixing revealed the name of the Taoist priest in front of him. He had always suspected how powerful this person who suddenly appeared in the world was. Even though he knew something about it from Bi Yejing's mouth, after the real fight, Meng Chixing knew that he was better than

The difference is quite a bit different.

The feeling of the hand just now was different from that of Li Gong. Meng Chixing was surprised to find that after his infuriating energy disappeared into the other party's body, it disappeared without a trace. Then the infuriating energy seemed to circle around in the other person's body.

After eating and being bribed, he turned back again and fought back against himself.

Not only that, the strength also contains the true energy of hard work.

This weird martial arts reminded Meng Chixing of a magical magical skill once created by the magical wizard Shi Zhixuan - the Seal of Immortality.

A technique that is not afraid of group battles at all.

As if thinking of this, Meng Chixing's face became solemn. What on earth was going on with this Taoist priest? He knew that when kung fu reached its extreme, it was the unification of all dharma. But this had to make Meng Chixing doubt this.

Mo Sect Meng Chixing still clearly remembers that his ancestors were tricked to death by Taoist priests.

Could it be...
To be continued...