The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 140 Shoot the man first, shoot the horse, capture the thief first, capture the king

When the reinforcements arrived, there was no need for the Mongolian army to attack the city. The gate of Xiangyang City opened, and the rebels poured out continuously.

Holding a long spear, Guo Jing jumped directly down the city wall, borrowed strength from the ladder, and landed on the gate of the city fiercely. The long spear swept across, and with the blood gushing out, several heads were thrown high.

The Seven Quanzhen disciples followed closely behind, and [-] Quanzhen disciples lined up one after another to attack the Mongolian army.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and the reinforcements of [-] Song troops caught the Mongolian soldiers who were besieging the city by surprise. The gates of the city were opened, and nearly [-] rebels poured out.

The five thousand disciples of the Quanzhen Sect arranged the Big Dipper formation with a ferocious aura, and cooperated with the army to crush them.

On the city wall, Qingxuan's expression was startled, the disciple headed by Quanzhen Sect was actually Zhen Zhibing.

Extreme mid-term.

At the beginning, after Zhen Zhibing's life was cut off, there was no news about him in Quanzhen Sect. It seems that he was hidden by Qiu Chuji.

With the lifeline gone, some of the thoughts that should have been there will disappear, and the mind will be clear, and the practice will be twice the result with half the effort. In just a few years, Zhen Zhibing has achieved great accomplishments in innate skills, and reached the peak in one fell swoop.

Qingxuan was a little surprised to see Zhen Zhibing here, but he didn't take it too seriously.

The two soldiers fought, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while. Qingxuan jumped up and landed on the top of the city wall. His eyes scanned the battlefield, and his eyes finally fixed on the center of the Mongolian army.

"Kubi Khan?"

Looking at the man surrounded by a group of descendants, it is not difficult to guess his identity.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first capture kings!
Everyone understands this kind of truth, but on such a large-scale battlefield, it is almost impossible to do this.

Glancing at Kublai Khan thousands of meters away, a faint smile appeared on Qingxuan's face.

I saw his index finger and middle finger swipe in the void, and with a "呵向", the long sword hanging at his waist was automatically unsheathed and floated steadily in the void.

Imperial Sword!

The most powerful method for monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm is to control the flying sword with aura, which is impossible for even the great masters of martial arts.

Qi practitioners can take the enemy's head within a hundred feet of the flying sword, but once they enter the foundation building stage, it will be another level, and it is even easier to control the flying sword.

The long sword floated in the void, and under the sunlight, the sword body exuded a dazzling cold light, and the sword body trembled slightly, making the sound of swords striking like gold and jade.

Suddenly, Qing Xuan's eyes opened.

"go."

"call out--"

As soon as the clear and clear pronunciation fell, the long sword pierced the sky and turned into a bright arc, like a star, reaching the center of the Mongolian army in an instant at an indescribable speed.

The soldiers on the battlefield felt a dazzling light flashing by, and they all paused, subconsciously looking in the direction of the passing light.

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing, who were on the battlefield, suddenly stopped, looked up slightly, and suddenly shrank their pupils!
"what?"

The Mongolian general was slightly taken aback, only feeling a flash of coldness, before he could react, there was a pair of eyes wide open behind him, and a head full of disbelief was thrown high.

As the blood gushed out from the neck, the corpse supported on the armrest twitched a few times, and the head of Kublai Khan, who was surrounded in the middle, was decapitated.

"Buzz!"

After removing the head, the long sword floated in the air, and the blade trembled slightly, making a loud sword cry.

"Khan!"

"what happened!"

"Dead...dead!"

After being stupefied, horror appeared on the face of the Mongolian general, and he uttered tragic wailing and roaring sounds. The surrounding Mongolian soldiers stared wide-eyed, tongue-tied, and even stopped breathing at this moment.

Everyone knows Kublai Khan's status in Mongolia. The invincible king on the battlefield was beheaded inexplicably?

All the generals had tears in their eyes, as if they had been struck by lightning. As for the Mongolian soldiers on the battlefield, their hearts were cold and they were stunned.

The head was thrown high, and the verdant dog-beating stick in Huang Rong's hand was as fast as lightning, and the internal force shot out. When the stick fell, the neck of the Mongolian soldier burst, and the dead couldn't be more dead.

Standing on the battlefield, panting, dripping with sweat, most of the yellow shirt was dyed red.

Looking at the headless corpse in the middle of the Mongolian army and the familiar long sword, his beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, filled with a strong shock.

"...?"

She and Guo Jing have guarded Xiangyang for many years, and know Kublai Khan's status best. It can be said that this is the most terrible enemy of Mongolia, but now he has been beheaded...

Not only Huang Rong, but all the seven sons in the town and the Jianghu people present were like this, but after being horrified, they all showed ecstasy, shouted, and rushed towards the Mongolian army like a beast.

The high-ranking Mongolians were in a state of confusion, staring at the long sword floating in the air, secretly swallowing saliva, and some soldiers even dropped their weapons to the ground in fright.

"cut!"

On the city wall, Qingxuan let out a low shout, and the sharp aura from the flying sword a hundred meters away swept out, and as the cold light fell, headless corpses fell to the ground one after another.

A divine sword attracted all the attention on the battlefield. Whenever the sword light fell, it would take away several lives of the Mongolian army. This kind of scene was too terrifying. For these soldiers, it was simply a fairy trick!

The sword light swayed, and the breath of death lingered in the hearts of the Mongolian army.

All of a sudden, the momentum of Mongolia was low, and the soldiers in Xiangyang City were overjoyed, roared wildly, and fought back frantically with weapons in their hands.

Seeing this scene, many Mongolian soldiers had no interest in fighting and retreated again and again. The Mongolian general looked at the sword light swaying down in the air, his scalp was numb, and he roared: "Retreat, retreat!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With such a good opportunity, Lu Wenhuan led his troops to rush to kill, and the Mongolian army who killed them threw away their helmets and armor.

Finally, after half an hour, the Mongolian army receded like a tide, leaving only the devastated battlefield and the excited and exhausted Song soldiers.

On the battlefield, there were broken limbs and broken arms, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The corpses were piled up on hillsides, and broken armor could be seen everywhere. The strong smell of blood enveloped the entire battlefield, which was disgusting.

"Yin-"

At the end of the war, the sword blade pierced the sky, returned to the city wall of Xiangyang City, and returned to the scabbard. Everyone on the battlefield looked along the trajectory and saw a young man in white clothes standing on the city wall with his hands behind his back.

For a moment, be respectful like a god!
"Ding, resist the Mongolian invasion, the host successfully killed the Mongolian leader, completed five tasks, and rewarded 500 system points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the third plane of experience and digitizing the information."

Host: Qingxuan

Qualification: unknown

Heart Dharma: "The Sutra of Rebirth"

Boundary: Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment

Weapon: Refined Iron Sword
Sword Skill: "Sword Drawing"

Lightness skill: "Treading Snow Without Trace"

Fingering: "Consonant One Finger"

Physician: Yipin

Alchemy: second grade
System Points: 3500
Storage space: 18 cubic meters

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