Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Lu Nianchou felt his scalp numb when he saw the black magic shadow stone. Others would not know what kind of monster it was, but he felt a very familiar aura in an instant.

"Is Meng Chixing here? What about Wang Chongyang?"

Thinking that just now Wang Chongyang went to resist Meng Chixing, but now he only saw Meng Chixing appear, a shadow suddenly cast over his heart.

The situation is very critical now. Not only are tens of thousands of Mongolian troops outside besieging them, but also Meng Chixing is coming to kill them. If this continues, everyone will die here, and they won't be able to escape even if they want to.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian masters who had been killed just now were all reduced to pieces. The excited martial arts heroes in the Central Plains were killed like ants at will, and fell into a desperate situation.

"I don't care what kind of monster you are, you don't have to be rampant here."

Hong Qigong roared angrily, channeling his innate Qi to the extreme, and then directly struck out with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Master Yideng's reaction speed was no slower than him. He shouted the Buddha's name, activated the innate power in his body, and without hesitation displayed the Dali secret skill Yiyang Finger.

The strong wind hit his face, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar. The strong palm force hit the demonic figure directly, followed closely by the sharp and powerful Yiyang Finger.

Although these two older generation Wujue masters had not seen each other for a long time, their cooperation at this time was flawless.

At this moment, Hong Qigong was ready to die.

The strangeness and terror displayed by the sudden appearance of the demonic figure were beyond the reach of ordinary people. He had never seen anything like this before and had no idea what kind of monster it was.

He just used all his strength to execute the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are the most powerful and powerful.

However, unexpectedly, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which were originally thought to be in vain, actually hit the demon shadow, causing it to let out a sharp roar, which instantly became much darker.

Master Yideng's Yang Finger instantly caused a hole to appear on the demonic figure. Although it was fleeting, it was obvious that its aura was slightly weaker.

Hong Qigong's face instantly revealed a look of ecstasy, and he shouted loudly: "Don't panic, everyone, this monster is not invincible and will be killed as well."

"All masters who have developed true energy will use their masculine martial arts to attack. Others who have not developed true energy will retreat."

The old Jianghu made the most correct judgment in an instant and issued the order without hesitation.

Those Jianghu people were originally in a mess. They didn't know what to do. They couldn't escape or fight, so they could only wait to die in panic and fear.

At this time, I suddenly heard Hong Qigong's command and immediately obeyed the order without hesitation.

Meng Chixing was furious in his heart at this time. After being severely traumatized, he did not expect that even these ordinary people in the world could hurt him.

His eyes glanced at Hong Qigong and Master Yideng fiercely, and then continued to pounce on the other people in the world.

"When I have devoured enough blood essence and temporarily suppressed the injuries, I will kill all of you."

Seeing that he was about to devour another martial artist, Master Yideng hit him with his Yang Finger extremely quickly, forcing him to dodge to the side.

At the same time, Guo Jing and Hong Qigong, one on the left and the other on the right, simultaneously displayed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"A bunch of lifeless things!"

After Meng Chixing was seriously injured, his martial arts backfired on him, and his entire temperament began to become more unruly, wanton and flamboyant, and his bloodthirsty thoughts became more and more serious.

At this time, he saw that the blood food in front of him was about to run away, but the few obstructive guys around him repeatedly stopped him, and he suddenly became crazy.

The whole person instantly turned into a ray of light, and the speed was extremely fast. Instead of retreating, he advanced directly towards Master Yideng.

Although Master Yideng is not higher than Hong Qigong in terms of cultivation, his own Taoist practice of Xiantian Kung Fu, coupled with the sharp finger strength of Yiyang Finger, is actually more threatening to him than the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. bigger.

Meng Chixing was instantly murderous, and regardless of his own losses, he went straight towards Master Yideng to kill him.

"Amitabha!"

Master Yideng announced the name of the Buddha, then used both hands to perform the skill of Yiyang Finger, and several fingers shot out like a strong bow and crossbow.

Meng Chixing just dodged and avoided the sharp finger, and was in front of the enemy in an instant. The dark light obscured the old monk's face.

Master Yideng pushed his innate true energy to the extreme, trying to avoid the enemy's attacks, but it was impossible to do so.

Just as the demonic figure was about to pounce on him, a figure suddenly flashed beside him, grabbed his left arm and swung it away, pulling it away several feet.

But it's still too late!

puff!

As scarlet blood splashed, Master Yideng's right arm was torn off by the demonic figure, biting it continuously as if chewing it.

Such a scene looked extremely bloody and terrifying, making the people in the world who were already frightened even more frightened.

Hong Qigong and Guo Jing also changed their expressions. They originally thought that as long as everyone worked together, they could subdue the demonic figure.

Unexpectedly, even with Master Yideng's martial arts skills, he was seriously injured by this demonic figure in an instant, and even almost lost his life.

"Gee, if you dare to follow me again, you will be the ones who die!" Meng Chixing threatened, and then continued to attack other people in the world.

"Then let's see if you have such ability." The person who just showed up to save Master Yideng was Lu Nianchou.

After realizing that Meng Chixing seemed to be seriously injured and that even Master Yideng and Hong Qigong could harm him, most of the pressure in his heart dissipated in an instant.

His movement speed had already reached the level of unpredictability when the system was idle, almost catching up with the masters of the Heavenly Realm. At this time, facing the injured Meng Chixing, he could completely keep up with his speed.

Keng!

His left hand was burning with blazing flaming sword energy, and his right hand was wielding a sword, using the Yin-Yang sword-killing second move combination attack technique that was rarely used on others.

“Mingyue Sauvignon Blanc!”

This combined attack with swords and swords was at its peak, and the others only saw a flash of cold light, and they instantly met the demonic figure.

puff!puff!

The hot flaming sword energy fell on the demonic figure, just like hot water falling on the snow. It instantly caused the black energy on the demonic figure to dissipate and let out a painful wail.

The more powerful swordsmanship did not cause much damage to it.

Seeing such a scene, Lu Nianchou put away the long sword in his hand without hesitation. The yin and yang skills in his body were circulating, and the Jinding skill was activated to the extreme. He used the flaming knife with both hands at the same time.

"Boy, do you really want to die?" Meng Chixing finally could no longer maintain the secret technique, and his entire figure fell out of the shadow state and turned into a human form without arms.

"Meng Chixing, is it really you?" When Lu Nianchou saw it was him, a stern look suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Where is Senior Chongyang?"

"That old guy is already dead. He was beaten to death by me. If you dare to be my enemy again, you will only end up with the same fate." Meng Chixing's tone was extremely fierce.

However, before he finished speaking, Lu Nianchou went straight to kill him, "Then I'll beat you to death first."

Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, Meng Chixing was obviously at his weakest at this moment. If he was not killed at this time, he would be in big trouble once he recovered. When Hong Qigong and Guo Jing saw this, they surrounded and killed them without hesitation. Master Yideng, regardless of his own injuries, forcibly used his remaining left arm to launch a Yang Finger attack.

At this time, others could not intervene at all and could only flee in panic in all directions.

Huang Rong saw the Mongolian army outside shouting loudly and about to rush into Guanzhong, and she suddenly became anxious.

She was already pregnant at this time. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, she jumped up and jumped to the eaves.

"Even if you escape now, where can you escape to? There is an army of Mongols outside. Do you escape and die?"

"If you want to die faster, then keep running for your life and see if the Mongolian sword will leave your head."

Until these people were frightened out of their courage, Huang Rong was not polite at all. She used her own Qi and scolded them mercilessly.

There were still some courageous Jianghu people who could barely calm down. After hearing this, they immediately stopped and shouted loudly: "Mrs. Guo has reached this stage now. If you have anything to say, just say it." Say it, all of us are listening."

Huang Rong didn't waste any time and said urgently: "The one who appeared just now is not a monster at all, it's just a martial arts master with weird and unpredictable martial arts skills."

"Now Gang Leader Hong, Master Yideng, King Xiangyang, my husband Guo Jing and others have joined forces to stop him and are now risking their lives to kill him."

"No matter how good this demon's martial arts is, facing the siege of so many strong men, there is only one way to die."

"Why are you so worried?"

Those people in the arena who were scared out of their wits didn't even dare to look back at first, but when they heard Huang Rong's shouting, they subconsciously looked back.

When he saw the four masters surrounding and killing a lama in yellow who had lost his arms, he came back to his senses and slowly stopped.

"Is that great monk the devil? I seem to have seen him appear with King Jinlun before."

"That's him. He was the one who killed so many people just now. What kind of martial arts did this guy use? It's like a magic spell."

"No matter what kind of martial arts he uses, if he is surrounded and killed by our four masters from the Central Plains, he is dead."

Seeing such a scene, those people began to shout loudly, as if they wanted to vent their depression and fear in this way.

"Okay, please be quiet. Now don't talk any more nonsense."

"There is nothing to fear from the demon. The top priority is to find a way to repel the Mongolian army, or to find a way out."

Huang Rong stood on the eaves, looking at the increasingly crumbling defenders in the distance, and shouted anxiously: "The defenders alone are not enough to stop the Mongolian attack."

"Please come with me. No matter what, we must guard the city gate. Otherwise, if the city gate is breached, all of us will die here."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to respond, she shouted sternly: "Although I, Huang Rong, am a woman and now pregnant, I am not afraid of those Mongolian Tatars."

"If we had to die, my children and I would definitely die on the battlefield instead of being massacred by Mongolian swords."

"If you are not afraid of death, come with me!"

Lu Wushuang drew his sword with a clang and followed without saying a word.

"Damn it, am I worse than a pussy?"

"I can't afford to let a pregnant woman go to the battlefield. Madam Guo, please step back. The men in the Central Plains are not dead yet!"

"Even if I die, I will fight to kill a few Tatars!"

Huang Rong, a prostitute and a pregnant woman, was so heroic and brave, risking her own life. Such behavior immediately made the men present feel extremely ashamed and angry. They picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed over.

By the time they reached the city wall, the original defenders were already in danger, being killed by a steady stream of Mongolian troops and bleeding like rivers.

If these people who join the battlefield happily compete with the Mongolian cavalry on the frontal battlefield, they will be vulnerable to a single blow. A few charges will be slaughtered alive.

But in such a city wall guarding battle, they, with their martial arts skills, were able to cause greater damage than those ordinary soldiers.

"Kill, kill these Tartars!"

"We must not let them break through the city gate!"

"If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years!"

"Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again..."

Amidst countless passionate shouts of killing, all the people in the arena rushed forward and immediately stabilized the defense line.

Huang Rong killed a Mongolian soldier who rushed to the top of the city with one sword. He looked around and found that the wave of attacks that was about to rush to the top of the city had been defeated. Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But taking a look at the densely packed and almost countless Mongolian troops under the city wall, she suddenly felt extremely heavy and depressed.

Especially when it comes to Guo Jing and the others, how will the outcome be when dealing with that mysterious and unpredictable demon?

Thinking that Master Yideng would be seriously injured after just one encounter, Huang Rong became extremely worried about Guo Jing's safety.

At this time, a pleasant female voice came from beside her, "Mrs. Guo, you still have a child in your belly, so don't be brave at this time."

"Everyone is fighting hard now, and the situation at the city gate has temporarily stabilized. If something happens to you, everyone will definitely fall into chaos. That will be the real trouble."

The person who spoke was none other than Lu Wushuang.

This was the first time she faced such a dangerous scene, but when she saw that Huang Rong was also a prostitute and was pregnant, but her actions were much better than those of countless men present, her heart was filled with admiration.

Lu Wushuang had been following Huang Rong all the way just now, blocking her from the bright and secret arrows around her.

Huang Rong had also noticed this girl a long time ago. Hearing this, she smiled slightly reluctantly, "What the girl said is that she only hopes that we can win this battle in the end."

Although she said this, she was not sure at all. Until now, she could not see any hope of winning.

At the same time, the four men, Lu Nianchou, Guo Jing, Hong Qigong and Master Yideng, were sieging Meng Chixing at a fever pitch.

It is still extremely difficult for four of the current peerless masters in the world to surround and kill an injured celestial being.

Although Meng Chixing had broken both arms, he used his legs to perform extremely terrifying stunts, and his body movements were as fast as lightning. He rushed back and forth among the four people, always looking for opportunities to rush out.

(End of this chapter)