Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 259 The Assault Army Rescues Guo Fu

The 260-year-old super internal strength of the middle-level warrior seemed very terrifying at this time. Following Chen Mo's sword point provoking the arrow to fly back, the long arrow, which was far more powerful than the bow and arrow, pierced into the Tartar soldiers with a whimper.

"Puff puff"

The sound of random arrows shooting into the human body kept coming, and the Tartar soldiers who kept falling in front of the gate were frightened by Chen Mo's terrifying martial arts and kept retreating into the barracks. The refusal horse is like a barbed log rushing towards the gate with a gust of wind.

"boom"

The refusing horses flew into the camp, and several refusing horses immediately killed a large number of Tartar soldiers and officers. Seeing that Chen Mo had killed so many people at once, the old urchin yelled loudly:
"I won't do it, you can't win by killing me like this."

Chen Mo rushed into the chaotic crowd with a sway, and the Yitian sword in his hand shot out dense sword lights in all directions. The half-foot sword energy ejected from the tip of the sword quickly harvested the surrounding Tartars, and all the hundreds of Tartars turned into corpses in a circle. Then Chen Mo looked at the little dragon girl and the old naughty boy who were taking care of a few young people and said:
"What is the skill of killing small soldiers? We kill the big tents of the Chinese army and kill the high officials here."

"Okay, that's the deal." The old urchin said with a smile.

Although Zhou Botong was playful, he also hated the Tartars who invaded China. His voice was still in his mouth and he jumped to the top of a tent. Looking at a huge tent hundreds of meters away, he said loudly:

"I'm going, little brother, just wait and see me chop off the head of the high official."

Zhou Botong's Qinggong once chased Qiu Qianren, who was known as the Iron Palm Water Floater, for thousands of miles. Even that guy couldn't escape Zhou Botong's pursuit, which was obviously unusual. He had lost to Chen Mo in Qinggong before. Now, in order to see who was stronger at killing the enemy, He was ready to attack the big camp with all his strength.

Under the leadership of Temujin, the Tartar army fought to the Danube River. The field combat ability inherited from the elite of hundreds of battles is extremely powerful, but this is a master in the military camp rushing to the camp. go.

Zhou Botong clapped his palms left and right quickly, the essence of Kongming Fist is to be empty and empty, his palms immediately slapped the arrow aside like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, but no matter how good his kung fu was, facing the densely packed strong bows was hard The shooting of the crossbow can't take a step forward.

The two swords in Xiao Longnu's hands were already stained with blood. Her white clothes fluttered as soon as she tiptoed, and she swept forward. Relying on the many tents in the camp, the two swords pushed away the spears and killed more and more Tartars. child soldiers.

Chen Mo had already told the little dragon girl to attract the attention of the Tartars. When he saw her rushing into the siege of the Tartars, the Yitian Sword in his hand burst out a three-foot-long sword energy and rushed forward in a straight line.

Chen Mo can be described as extremely violent at this time, a Yitian sword was originally extremely sharp, and the sword energy he forced out was filled with corpses and weapon fragments flying along the way, a piece of blood-red liquid formed a huge attack and fell forward rapidly. , hundreds of feet away from the slaughtered corpses, and seeing the large tent in front of him, Chen Mo rolled the surrounding Tartar soldiers with his sword and was about to rush in.

"stop."

Qingliang's majestic voice came from the big tent, and the surrounding Tartars retreated like a tide. Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and the invisible sword energy of the Yitian Sword instantly subsided. As the Tartar soldiers retreated, Zhou Botong and Xiaolong The woman fell beside him.

"What the hell?" Zhou Botong tilted his head and asked Chen Mo.

"I feel that there is a huge murderous aura inside, Brother Zhou and Long'er have to be careful." Zhang Bin said in a deep voice, pointing at the ground with Yitianjian.

His own murderous aura permeated his whole body, so he was also very sensitive to the murderous aura, and the killing intent inside was subtle but strong, so he didn't rush into the big tent rashly.

With a rushing sound, a large group of people came out of the big tent. Among them was a young man in his 30s and [-]s. This man was not from the Central Plains with a slightly big nose, but he looked very graceful in Hanfu with a smile on his face.

To the left of the man was a tall man with a lifeless face and a mourning stick in his hand holding Guo Fu who was being acupunctured. Next to him was a short Baotou Ah San with a dark face.

On the right of the man, a burly and silly man looked left and right, followed by a blond barbarian who was covered in jewels and holding a soft whip inlaid with gold silk gems.

These four people are not that important to Chen Mo. Although Xiaoxiangzi, Nimoxing, Ma Guangzuo and Yin Kexi are also masters of divine sculpture, they are not far behind Jinlun Fawang. Compared with Chen Moyi, they are simply adults. Bullying children in general.

Chen Mo glanced at them casually, nodded to Guo Fu who could only cry while pressing the Ya point, and then looked behind the group of people, where there were four old monks with haggard faces and sunken brows.

The eyes of these four old monks were plain, and they were dressed in white robes. They looked like they were members of the esoteric religion. Their indifferent eyes looked at Chen Mo without any killing intent, but Chen Mo felt a chill in these people. glowing on the body.

Yang Guo wasn't here, neither was Yin Zhiping, Chen Mo stared at the leading man who stopped a few feet away.

"Your Majesty, Kublai Khan, all the heroes have arrived at our army camp. If you haven't arrived at the camp gate to welcome you, you still look forward to Haihan." Kublai Khan looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile.

This is Kublai Khan, one of Chen Mo's must-kill targets. There must be his intentions for this hypocrisy, but Chen Mo has never acted with common sense. Since he decided to kill someone, he began to look around for a place where he could escape quickly after killing someone.

"Haihan, I'm Haihan, by the way, are you a senior official here?" Chen Mo didn't speak, but Zhou Botong beside him eagerly tried to ask.

Zhou Botong seldom cared about major affairs in the world, so he didn't know who this Kublai Khan was. He was the prince of the Tartars, and Chen Mo knew that this guy was one of the chief culprits who devoured the Central Plains and almost wiped out the Han people in the Central Plains.

"I'm still a high-ranking official. I don't know why you all entered our camp so aggressively?" Kublai Khan said with a smile.

Chen Mo pointed to the imprisoned Guo Fu and said:
"Miss Guo has been kidnapped by you, do we need any reason?"

Kublai Khan still looked very relaxed and said with a smile:

"Ms. Yin Zhiping captured her. It has nothing to do with us. Since you are looking for her, we should let her go. Mr. Xiaoxiang let this girl Guo go."

Xiao Xiangzi pushed Guo Fu, Guo Fu stumbled and rushed to Chen Mo's side, Xiao Longnu unlocked Guo Fu's acupuncture points with a swipe of her slender hands and pulled her behind.

Xiao Longnv seemed to have no fireworks at all, but most of the people present were masters. They were stunned to see her so skillful, but before the three of them broke into the camp with thousands of elites, they couldn't stop them, which shows their profound martial arts Unpredictable.

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