God of martial arts

　　In other words, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong will not both die here again.

　　After all, if both of them are sane, it is impossible to fight to the death and die together in the end.

　　This kind of thing is purely sick!

　　Otherwise, Wu Jue has known each other for many years, if they are always like this, they will fight to the death as soon as they meet, wouldn't they die early?

　　On the contrary, only one of them lost his mind and the other didn't admit to being cowardly, so he fought desperately.

　　Zhao Xuan glanced at the snow-capped Huashan Mountain again, and disappeared in place.

　　The three clowns in Zangbian hid in a cave, looked at each other, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

　　"Second brother, what should I do about this matter? If I want to experience that kind of itching and pain again, it's better to kill me directly!"

　　"Yeah, more importantly, once it happens, we don't even have the ability to commit suicide, we can only bear it. And if we take the antidote this time, if there is no antidote next time, the itching and pain will double!"

　　Old Two nodded: "Since we can live, we have to live for ourselves. I don't think even the patriarch can solve this life-death talisman, so it's better not to tell him."

　　"Yes, once the patriarch finds out, the three of us will die tragically!"

　　"That's right, it's better to die than to live. Besides, Mr. Xuan also gave us a way to survive. As long as we send 900 Mongolian soldiers every month, we will be done. As long as we don't hurt the Han people, how happy we are, Mr. Xuan will not care of!"

　　Old Two nodded: "Okay, only the three of us know about this matter. From now on, we will be happy and happy in Mongolia. Steal money from Mongolians, sleep with Mongolian women, and kill Mongolian soldiers! The three of us , As long as you kill 900 Mongols in one month, this month is enough. For the rest of the day, you can be as happy as you want, as long as you don’t come to the Central Plains to make trouble, that’s fine!”

　　"Okay, that's it!"

　　"It's just 900 Mongolian soldiers. With the strength of our three brothers, we can easily catch them!"

　　"Go, kill people!"

　　So, in the days that followed, Mongolia was struggling.

　　Soldiers suddenly disappear innocently every day, sometimes 30 a day, sometimes 50, sometimes hundreds!

　　This made the Mongolian side very angry, and kept sending experts to search for it in many places.

　　But in the end, they could only find corpses, headless corpses.

? ??? Looking for flowers? ????

　　There is no way, the three clowns with a hidden head and a border have to be handed in, in exchange for a temporary antidote for the life and death talisman.

　　Soon, the incident of the headless corpse spread throughout the Mongolian army camp.

　　This made the mighty and brave Mongolian soldiers become cautious and frightened.

　　There is no one who is not afraid of death.

　　In this way, the headless incident set off a wave of white terror in the Mongolian army, causing panic among the entire army, and even a faint tendency to lose the morale of the army.

　　A month later, Zhao Xuan came to the top of Mount Hua again, and the five clowns from Tibet had already been waiting there.

　　The old man said respectfully: "Mr. Xuan, the heads of 900 Mongolian soldiers have all been placed in the cave in front."

　　"Go and burn it!" Zhao Xuan said, then took out three black pills and threw them to the three of them.

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　　The three of them were overjoyed, and quickly swallowed, and their lives for a month were saved.

　　"I know your every move recently. The Mongolian army is very heavily guarded. It will not be easy for you to kill like this. Like the third child, he was injured three days ago." Zhao Xuan said.

　　The Tianji Pavilion had already told Zhao Xuan about this information, and the every move of the three clowns in Tibet was also under the attention of the Tianji Pavilion!

　　Zangbian Sanchou's face changed drastically. It was really unexpected that Zhao Xuan knew such details, and he no longer dared to have any small thoughts in his heart.

　　"That's right, Mr. Xuan, now they have to go in a group to urinate at night, so it's really hard to do."

　　Zhao Xuan smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. From now on, the rules have changed. In addition to killing ordinary soldiers, you can also assassinate generals in the army. Killing a small Mongolian commander is worth 50 heads, killing a Mongolian deputy general is worth 100 heads, killing a Mongolian general It's worth 200 heads, and so on, if you can kill a famous Mongolian general or even a marshal, well, it's worth 900 heads!"

　　"Of course, assassins at the general level don't need to bring back their heads. It doesn't matter whether you poisoned or assassinated them. As long as they are dead, my people will naturally get the information. Then this credit will be credited to you. If you If you kill two famous generals, I will directly give you 6 antidotes. Similarly, the more you kill, the more you give, the more comfortable your future will be."

　　This is Zhao Xuan's plan, he wants to create white terror in the Mongolian army, so that the Mongolian army will be demoralized! .

Chapter 65 General Toad's Blame

　　Zangbian Sanchou's eyes lit up, and his brows beamed with joy.

　　"Don't worry, Mr. Xuan, with the strength of the three of us, it is still very easy to find an opportunity to kill a Mongolian general. Even with our status as a disciple of Jinlun Fawang, it is not a big problem to find an opportunity to kill a famous Mongolian general. .”

　　"Yes, but Mr. Xuan, what about the Han generals in the Mongolian army?"

　　Zhao Xuan's face turned cold. The power of Mongolia not only depends on the Mongols, but also those Han Chinese who betray their country and seek glory!

　　"Kill, all the high-ranking Han officials in the Mongolian army, whether civil servants or generals, each is worth 300 heads! If you kill one, your one-month quota will be enough!" Zhao Xuan said coldly.

　　"We understand, Mr. Xuan, take your leave."

　　Zhao Xuan watched the three clowns go away, and smiled faintly, this is a trick!

　　His "[-]" will use this kind of iron and blood method to create white terror and kill the Mongols, causing the army's morale to be shaken and people to panic.

　　The Han people who have been killed to betray their country and seek glory will die and live, and they will never dare again!

　　It's just that there are only three clowns in Tibet and borders now, and it seems that the number is a little less!

　　It would be fun if there were a few more masters like this who wanted to assassinate.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled lightly and disappeared in place again.

　　…………

　　On the Song-Mongolian border, the Mongolian army has not moved southward, but both sides have garrisoned a large number of troops to guard against it at any time.

　　Therefore, large-scale wars did not happen, but small-scale frictions continued one after another.

　　Especially the recent white terrorist incidents in the Mongolian army have made Mongolian high-level officials very angry.

　　The fourth prince, Kublai Khan, was even more furious, and immediately assembled experts to investigate this matter.

　　However, after checking and checking, there is no clue.

　　It can be said that they would not suspect the Tibetan border three ugly people even if they were killed, and the three of them acted carefully and wretchedly, and did not show any flaws.

　　After all, the three of them are disciples of the national teacher Jinlun Fawang, and most people don't doubt it at all, let alone dare to doubt it.

　　As a national teacher, as the number one expert in Mongolia, in the Mongolian army, Jinlun Fawang's signature is still very loud.

　　On the contrary, the Mongolian side suspected that it was the masters of the Central Plains.

　　And Yang Guo, the toad general who had been attacking and killing Mongolian soldiers, became the target of public criticism and took the blame.

　　In order to solve the white terror and revive morale, Kublai Khan personally dispatched masters and led elite troops to launch a campaign against General Toad Yang Guo!

　　Since the temporary truce, the two sides have not had large-scale impulses.

　　But every time Mongolia sends elite soldiers, the Song Dynasty will also send similar soldiers and horses, and then the two sides will go to a canyon on the border to fight.

　　After winning, the morale was greatly shaken.

　　If you lose, you may lose some soldiers and horses, or even lose your life.

　　But the scale is limited.

　　And Yang Guo likes this kind of thing the most, and even his reputation as General Toad was built up like this.

　　Therefore, as long as General Toad makes a move, no matter who the Mongolian side sends, they will basically have to kneel!

　　This time, Yang Guo went to patrol the front line with [-] elite soldiers as usual.

　　Soon, the Mongolian side also sent five hundred elite soldiers and one general.

　　The two sides met in the canyon.

　　Yang Guo rode on a tall horse and held a long gun. He looked at the opposing Mongolian army and said with a smile, "I am the general of the Song Dynasty, Yang Guo. Who are you? Tell me your name. Yang Guo will not kill the unknown!"

　　"Haha, it turns out to be the famous General Toad, whom I have admired for a long time. I am Agudam, the Mongolian general!" Agudam smiled heartily:

　　"General Toad, you are young, with extraordinary martial arts and intelligence. You are truly a character. I, Agudam, really admire you, but I really don't want you to die like this! Therefore, you should go back with me and meet the Fourth Prince together. The fourth prince, Kublai Khan, has always been respectful and virtuous, and has a better future than you following the decadent Song Dynasty. Our brothers drink in large bowls and eat meat in large bowls. When the prince wins the Song Dynasty, you and I will both be great contributors. Wouldn't it be nice? !"

　　"Bah! You Mongolian barbarian, you still want to instigate Yang Guo against me, haha, it's so funny." Yang Guo sneered and said, "No one knows, I, Yang Guo, are descendants of a famous family. The glory of the Yang family in Tianbo Prefecture will last forever. , only ghosts who died in battle, no slaves who surrendered!"

　　"Haha!" Agudam couldn't help laughing, laughing unscrupulously, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

　　"What are you laughing at?" Yang Guo was a little annoyed.

　　"Laughing at your naivety!" Agudam said: "Let's not talk about Tianbo Mansion and the like. You said that the Yang family only has ghosts who died in battle and no slaves who surrendered? Haha, don't you ask what your father is?" Such a person! Otherwise, you wouldn’t talk like that! Haha!”

　　Yang Guo's face changed suddenly, and he said coldly: "You are not allowed to slander my father! Brothers, kill!"

　　In an instant, five hundred Song soldiers followed Yang Guo and charged up...

　　"Attack!" Agudam also said coldly.

　　Soon, the two sides fought together, and it was impossible to fight.

　　The Mongolian side is brave and good at fighting, and has a slight advantage.

　　As for the Song army, Yang Guo is highly skilled in martial arts, and single-handed, he is also unstoppable.

　　It stands to reason that the two sides should be evenly matched.

　　But this time, in just a moment, the situation has turned to one side!

　　Yang Guo rushed to the local camp, turned around again, all the brothers behind him were gone, on the contrary, those Mongol masters kept attacking him!

　　"Agudam, you are cheating!" Yang Guo said angrily.

　　"Cheating? Haha, Yang Guo, you are too naive. I just hid some experts in the military. This time you can't leave, kill!"

　　Yang Guo's expression changed drastically, he turned around quickly, brandished his long spear, and rushed out all the way.

　　It's just that there are many Mongolians, and there are many first-class masters among them.

　　Soon Yang Guo's horse was stabbed to death by random guns, and he also fell off the horse.

　　After the battle, Yang Guo was covered in blood, both from the enemy and from himself.

　　He threw the spear with all his strength, nailed the two enemies to death, then lay down on the ground, performed the toad kung fu, and shot towards the rear. The terrifying air current knocked down a group of 1.6 Mongolian soldiers.

　　However, just as Yang Guo was about to break out of the siege and escape from the canyon, a Tantric monk stood in front of him.

　　Yang Guo took a steady figure, looked at the Tantric monk in front of him, and felt a great crisis, which made his expression change instantly.

　　"Crack. Crack. Crack!" The Tantric monk clapped his hands and sighed: "Little benefactor, at such a young age, it is gratifying to congratulate you. Why don't you follow me, as a direct disciple, it's better than losing your life like this !"

　　"Who are you?" Yang Guo asked coldly without answering.

　　"Amitabha, Poor Monk Golden Wheel Dharma King!"

　　"What! The number one master in Mongolia, Jinlun Fawang!" Yang Guo's face changed drastically, his heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely cold:

　　Thinking of me, Yang Guo, who has not made any achievements yet, and honored his ancestors, is it possible that he will die here? .

Chapter 66 The Name of Prince Xuan (Fourth Change)

　　"He who understands current affairs is a brilliant man. How about it, little brother, think about it!" Jinlun Fawang said with a smile.

　　Yang Guo's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "The descendants of the Yang family, there are only ghosts who died in battle, and no slaves who surrendered!"

　　"Okay, if you have backbone, that's a pity!"

　　Jinlun said coldly, murderous Ling Ran.

　　Yang Guo didn't hesitate anymore, he lay down on the ground again, like a toad, his cheeks puffed up regularly, and began to accumulate energy.

　　Jinlun Fawang's eyes lit up: "This skill is interesting!"

　　After five breaths, Yang Guo charged up to the limit, and shot straight at Jinlun Fawang, and then struck out with both palms, with all his strength.

　　This is already the greatest power Yang Guo can exert.

　　Jinlun Fawang smiled coldly, and pushed out his palm, directly knocking Yang Guo into the air.

　　His body fell to the ground, Yang Guo was in unbearable pain, he struggled to get up, the corner of his mouth was covered with blood.

　　"Hehe, boy, you are the first one who dares to confront me Jinlun Fawang head-on. I don't know whether to say you are brave or stupid! If you use other methods, you may be able to use a few tricks, but this kind of head-on confrontation, you will never be able to fight against me. I can't take any moves!"

　　Jinlun Fawang 13 smiled, looked at Yang Guo, and his face turned cold again: "I'll give you another chance, die or worship me as a teacher! There are not many apprentices that Jinlun Fawang can take the initiative to accept. You , don’t make mistakes!”

　　"Bah! I would rather die than be your apprentice! And you are just bullying the younger generation because of your age and long training time! If we both practice for the same amount of time, you may not be my opponent. Hmph , let me worship you as my teacher, you are not worthy!"

　　Zhao Xuan said sharply, unyielding.