Chapter 80
Looking down from a high altitude, the Mongolian army on the ground looks like densely packed ants, but they are arranged in a very neat square formation.

Li Liubai slowly lowered his altitude, his eyes scanning the enemy camp like a radar.

"I found it!" Li Liubai's eyes were fixed on one place, the largest camp was stationed here, and a military flag embroidered with a wolf totem stood outside the camp.

Not only that, but the soldiers outside this camp are also more majestic than others. They are all Mongolian Khans with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a strong back.

In the tent, there is a banquet at the moment.

In addition to Jinlun Fawang, there were also several masters and generals of the Mongolian army present, and wine and meat were placed in front of each of them.
And the rough man sitting in the middle of the seat is the current Mongolian Khan Mengge.

"All strong men, please drink this cup to the full, and celebrate the capture of Xiangyang in advance!" Meng Ge raised his glass, and Jinlun Fawang and others below hurriedly toasted and drank.

After Jinlun Fawang finished drinking, he wiped the wine on the corner of his mouth and said with emotion, "As long as Xiangyang is conquered, the Great Song Dynasty will be the Khan's favorite, and the territory of the Great Song Dynasty will be at your fingertips!"

Everyone echoed his words, because this is not just flattery, but a fact that is about to come true.

It is only a matter of time before 20 Mongolian cavalry attack Xiangyang City with [-] soldiers and horses.

Jinlun Fawang looked at the lively scene of the crowd celebrating, and for some reason, a bad premonition appeared in his heart for no reason.

He suddenly thought of the young man who had fought in the Guo Mansion a few days ago, that young man had amazing skills besides martial arts, until now he has not figured out how Huo Du was killed under the protection of so many people.

Meng Ge sat up from his seat, waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Let's go and see how my Mongolian sons are doing." He walked out of the tent, Jinlun Fawang and several other masters hurriedly followed out.

On the battlefield, an army of 20 launched a fierce offensive against Xiangyang, while Guo Jing's side chose to stick to it.

It stands to reason that the attacking party would suffer far greater losses than the defending party, but the shooting ability of those Mongolian archers was extremely strong, causing wave after wave of death of the guarding officers and soldiers on the city wall.

Jinlun Fawang, who was guarding Meng Ge's side, suddenly felt that the wind speed above his head was not right. He looked up quickly and saw a giant eagle swooping down.

"Protect Khan!" Jinlun Fawang yelled, grabbed Meng Ge and threw him into the distance.

Li Liubai jumped down from the divine eagle's back, and a phantom of a golden dragon pressed his right palm towards the top of Jinlun Fawang's head, Jinlun Fawang hurriedly raised his palm to resist.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

The strength of Li Liubai's dive and jump, together with the strength of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms themselves, all converged on this palm. Jinlun Fawang only felt a numbness in the palm, and subconsciously lost consciousness in his right arm.

Not only that, this huge force was transmitted to the whole body through this palm, and Jinlun Fawang's two legs were deeply embedded in the soil.

The masters on the left and right were stunned. They had never seen Jinlun Fawang in such a mess before, and he was defeated like this with just one move!
"Take Khan away quickly, this person is the one who killed Huo Dou, even I am not his opponent!" Jinlun Fawang shouted while holding his broken right arm, trying hard to get out of the ground at the same time.

Li Liubai ignored the seriously injured Jinlun Fawang, jumped onto the top of a soldier, and then ran quickly, using the heads of each soldier as a pedal, chasing after Meng Ge without hindrance.

Every time these soldiers wanted to attack Li Liubai, he always dodged them first, and Li Liubai was getting closer and closer to Brother Meng at this time.

Meng Ge panicked and kept retreating to the rear of the army. Unfortunately, there were people all around, and the speed of retreat was really limited. He never expected that someone could ignore the thousands of troops and go straight to his tent.

What frightened him even more was that this person actually regarded his army as nothing, and kept approaching him while blocking the soldiers, faster than him!

The footsteps of death were getting closer and closer, and Meng Ge's hairy face kept pouring out drops of sweat. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground, but was held up by an invisible force.

After standing still, Meng Ge looked back and saw an old man in plain clothes and cassock. The old man had a gray beard and his face was full of age spots. He was ninety if not a hundred years old.

"Your Majesty Khan! Forgive me for coming late, which surprised Your Majesty!" The old monk bowed to Meng Ge, but his expression was neither flattered nor surprised.

Brother Meng helped him up, and said excitedly, "With Master here, my life is saved!"

At this time, Li Liubai was less than ten meters away from Brother Meng, and he ignored the Mongolian elites who were all around in full armor. He killed dozens of Mongolian soldiers on the way of chasing him.

On the contrary, it was the old monk next to Meng Ge who made him feel a little bit of danger. The old monk had deep eyes and a restrained breath.

Li Liubai knew that he would not be able to capture Brother Meng unless he solved the old monk, so he asked calmly, "Dare to ask the master's name?"

"Old Monk Kuruo, the national teacher Jinlun is my disciple, and this old man is also the suzerain of the Vajra Sect." Master Kuruo said indifferently, although there was no intention of showing off in the words, but whether it is the national teacher or the Vajra Sect Sovereign Master is an incredible title.

Li Liubai couldn't help frowning, his challenge was much more difficult than that of Yang Guo in the plot, even the suzerain of Vajra Sect came out, his strength must be above Jinlun Fawang.

"Amitabha, benefactor, let's go now." Master Ku Ruo chanted the Buddha's name and bowed to Li Liubai, but he was not sure that he would be able to keep Li Liubai.

Brother Meng also said, "Warrior, as long as you are willing to leave, gold, silver, jewels, cows, sheep and beauties can be chosen by the warrior!" Walked around.

Li Liubai asked back, "What if I don't want to leave?"

"I'm afraid it's rare to have a good death." Master Kuruo finished speaking, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and suddenly his whole aura changed, as if he had changed from a Buddha who saved all sentient beings to a Shura who crawled out of hell .

Li Liubai lost his mind for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "I thought you were a good monk who couldn't bear to kill, but it looks like you are a demon monk who likes to kill!"

"Whether it's a good monk or a demon monk, the Buddha and the devil are just in my mind." Ku Ruo stared at Li Liubai coldly, "If you don't leave, then leave your life behind."

"I would like to learn what methods the suzerain of the Tantric sect has!" Li Liubai mobilized his inner strength, and the light of the soul ring lit up under him. He wanted to use both martial arts and the power of the martial soul to reach the peak state. This demon monk The strength cannot be underestimated.

Ku Ruo sneered, all the internal energy in his body was mobilized under the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and a phantom of the Dragon Elephant appeared behind him.

A whole eleven dragons!Eleven giant elephants!
(End of this chapter)

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