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This kind of body-protecting zhenqi, even if you encounter an innate ninth-layer master, can block it for a while, not to mention the arrows shot by the little Mongolian soldiers?

"The devil! He's the devil!"

The archers in the distance were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

They have been on the battlefield for so many years, and they have never seen such a martial arts master who is not afraid of such a big killer as the rain of arrows!

"Don't be distracted, keep shooting arrows, shooting arrows!"

On the hill behind them, the commander holding the military flag was also frightened, but he still wanted to make a final struggle.

It's a pity that at this time Song Qingshu had already reached the front, his whole body was shining with golden light, holding a purple blood soft sword, his whole body was not stained with half a drop of blood, but the killing intent all over his body seemed to be like a killing god, which made people uncomfortable Dare to look straight!

"Hmph, those who are not of my race, go to death!"

Song Qingshu yelled, and the sword light swept away. In an instant, the sword light swept away like moonlight. The two thousand archers instantly became a mess, and an unknown number of heads fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingshu leaped directly onto the top of the hill. The commander here held the military flag and trembled all over his body: "You...you are a devil!"

Song Qingshu sneered: "That's right, I am the devil of your Mongols. Your king's personal conquest this time, said, where is he?"

"I won't even say it to death!" The commander seemed to be very stubborn. Around the hill, there were Mongolian soldiers pouring towards it.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, moved the Zixue soft sword, and the sword light swept out, beheading all the Mongolian soldiers who wanted to climb up.

In a short time, there were only the Commander and Song Qingshu left on this small hill.

This time, the commander's courage was frightened, what a strength this is!

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted in a mournful voice: "It's just to the north, under the handsome flag, don't kill me!"

Chapter 165 Chasing and Killing the Mongolian Lord

Swish!

A sword light flashed, commanding the corpses to be separated instantly.

Song Qingshu's eyes were cold: "Those who offend China, still want to live?"

After finishing speaking, he looked far to the north, and there was indeed a big handsome flag waving in the wind, if he wasn't standing on this hill, he really couldn't see it.

At this moment, the people on Shuaiqi's side seemed to have seen the military flag fall, and the troops on their side were frequently mobilized, and they seemed to want to leave.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, picked up the military flag next to him, and tied it behind his back.

Seeing the military flag stand up again, the Mongolian soldiers on the battlefield immediately stabilized as if they had taken a reassurance, while the handsome flag in the distance seemed to pause, then stopped and retreated.

After seeing this scene, the masters on the city wall finally couldn't help but change their expressions: "No, the military flag has been erected again. Could it be that Song Shaoxia is dead!"

Huang Rong was extremely clever. After carefully looking at the military flag, she said, "That's not right. The military flag was just erected, but no order was issued. I think..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the military flag suddenly rushing up into the air, then suddenly fell into the crowd of Mongolian soldiers, and then galloped away like a bolt of lightning.

"Song Shaoxia is holding the military flag!" Huang Rong immediately reacted: "He was worried that the military flag would fall and the handsome flag would run away, so he just held the military flag, and now he should be rushing towards the handsome flag!"

"That's right!" Guo Jing clenched his fists, feeling hearty.

After being suppressed and beaten by the Mongols for so many years, this time Song Qingshu even used his own power to knock down the opposing military flag, and even held the military flag to kill the Mongols' commander-in-chief!

It would be fine if it was in normal times, but now, it is the time when the king of Mongolia is personally marching, and the Mongolian soldiers are the strongest!

At the same time, a long blast of horns suddenly resounded across the battlefield, and the expressions of the Mongolian soldiers changed, and they all rushed towards Song Qingshu's direction.

"This is...the Shuaiqi was attacked, and the whole army is approaching the Shuaiqi's military order!" A defending general on the top of the city grabbed the city wall and almost shouted: "Open the city gate, our whole army will attack and bite the Mongols! to buy time for Song Shaoxia!"

A martial artist also shouted: "Yes! Let's buy time for Song Shaoxia. As long as he can kill the Mongolian king, we will have no worries in Song Dynasty!"

At this time, the Mongols had already wiped out the Liao Kingdom and Xixia, and they only needed to destroy the Song Dynasty to rule the world. Once he was destroyed by the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty would rule the world, and there would be no more serious troubles from other races. There will be a unified Chinese kingdom!

"Kill! Kill out of the city and help Song Shaoxia destroy Mongolia!"

"Let's go!"

"Haha, Zhuangzhi is hungry for the meat of the barbarians, let's go!"

While the martial arts masters were talking, they jumped directly from the city wall and rushed to the back of the Mongolian soldiers without fear of death.

And the gate of Xiangyang City was also opened, and many Song soldiers rushed out of the city gate shouting, rushing towards the Mongolian soldiers desperately.

If it were the past, it would be suicide, but today, the Mongolian soldiers were just killed by Song Qingshu, who was like a god of killing, and now the commander-in-chief flag was attacked, and their morale was shaken. Suddenly, they forgot to resist and just wanted to escape. As long as they escape quickly, they will not be caught up by the Song people.

This time, the martial arts masters and Song soldiers hadn't killed a few people, but the Mongols stomped on them randomly, killing many of their own people.

On Song Qingshu's side, Shuai Qi didn't run away when he saw the military flag being erected again at first, but when they saw the military flag approaching them at a terrifying speed, they knew they had been tricked, and quickly thought To escape again.

But this time wasting too much time, Song Qingshu had already killed Shuai Qi.

Immediately around Shuai Qi, many masters with good martial arts appeared and surrounded him.

Looking around, these people all have five or six levels of acquired cultivation, and all of them are full of evil spirits. One can tell at a glance that they are battle-tested murderers like dog slaughterers.

"Boy, my Mongolian emperor has already said that as long as you can put down your weapon and surrender immediately, we will give you a prince seat!" A master shouted at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu laughed immediately: "My lord? What a great official!"

"That's natural. After our Mongols wiped out the Song Kingdom, you, the prince, will be under one emperor and above ten thousand people, and can be passed on to future generations, with wealth and honor for generations!" The master secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Song Qingshu tempted.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to be inferior to only one person!" Song Qingshu moved suddenly, his figure flashed, and he passed by the masters present, rolling up the dead leaves all over the sky.

And when the dead leaves fell, those masters all fell to the ground with their heads in different places.

Seeing this scene, the Mongolian soldiers rushing up from around felt their guts tearing apart. They all knew the masters who blocked Song Qingshu, and each of them was one of the best warriors in Mongolia.

Unexpectedly, they were all wiped out under Song Qingshu's one move, who the hell is this!

All of a sudden, the surrounding Mongolian soldiers didn't dare to step forward again, they were all scared out of their wits.

And between Shuai Qi and Song Qingshu, at this moment, there was a short gap!

Without hesitation, Song Qingshu directly held the Zixue soft sword and walked towards Shuai Qi step by step.

But when he walked under the commander's flag, he found that there were only a few trembling soldiers in the commander's flag, and the dragon chariot next to it was already empty, and the dragon robe was thrown on the ground at will.

The Mongolian emperor took off his dragon robe and ran away ahead of time!

Song Qingshu looked at the Mongols who had begun to collapse in front of them, and sneered. If it was someone else, it would be really difficult to find the Mongolian ruler among the chaotic army.

But he was different, he directly launched the scan to detect every fleeing Mongolian soldier in front of him.

After just a stick of incense, the system sent a reminder that one of the fleeing people ahead was the Mongolian Lord!

After reading the system prompt, Song Qingshu slapped out with a palm, and with a bang, the flag of the Mongolian commander in front of him shattered into dust.

All of a sudden, the Mongolian army lost their minds, and there was no possibility of cohesion, and they began to flee frantically.

Song Qingshu, on the other hand, used Lei Ling's Fengshen legs and chased in one direction.

Less than 10 minutes later, he stopped in front of a group of people who looked like ordinary Mongolian soldiers.

After seeing Song Qingshu, this group of people knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word: "This strong man, we are just ordinary Mongolian herdsmen who were forced to fight by the king. Please let us go!"

Song Qingshu looked at the group of kneeling people in his spare time, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I thought the king of Mongolia is a tough guy, but I didn't expect that he is also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is so skillful in kneeling and begging for mercy. Didn't you practice secretly before?"

Chapter 166 Little Dragon Girl Wants to Follow Me?

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, the group of Mongolians were taken aback.

But soon, someone forced a laugh and said: "The strong man made a mistake. The king is a celestial being wearing a dragon robe and surrounded by a golden dragon. How can we little soldiers compare to it."

Song Qingshu almost laughed out loud, because the person who spoke was the lord of Mongolia. If the system hadn't scanned and confirmed his identity again and again, Song Qingshu might really have believed this person's nonsense.

After catching the Mongolian lord, he also relaxed a lot, and he was no longer as murderous as before. He smiled directly: "You can call yourself a heavenly man, you are really not thin-skinned, and if you are thin-skinned, you would have been with me a long time ago." I was desperate, how could I kneel here and beg for mercy?"

Hearing this, the Mongolian lord's complexion suddenly changed, and he knew he couldn't be fooled.

So he simply stood up, put on a proud air and said: "I didn't expect that in the Central Plains martial arts, there would be such a master as you, and it would be a pity that you would kill a hundred thousand of my army by yourself, no one can stop it, it is really a pity! "

"What a pity?" Song Qingshu asked back.

"This kind of master, in my hands, at least has the position of a prince. Even if you want to be equal to me, it's okay, but you are unknown in the Song Kingdom!" The Mongolian lord began to confuse Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu grinned: "Even if you promise great benefits, I won't be moved!"

The king of Mongolia frowned: "If you are not tempted, you can only say that the benefits I promised are not big enough. Tell me, what do you want? I will do it all!"

"I think..." Song Qingshu pursed his dry lips: "Kill you people who are not of my race!"

"What!" The Mongolian lord's complexion changed, but he saw only a purple-red sword light coming, and his world became dark in the next second.

But Song Qingshu stepped forward slowly, held the head of the Mongolian lord in his hand, glanced at the frightened Mongolian beside him, and didn't bother to make another move.

He didn't know how many Mongolian generals and Mongolian masters he killed today. Now that even the Mongolian lord is dead, these little soldiers who fled back will end up being slowly eaten away by Song State, so he doesn't have to waste his hands and feet again.

So he directly carried the Mongolian lord, and walked against the fleeing Mongolian soldiers, step by step in the direction of Xiangyang City.

At this moment, when those Mongolian soldiers saw Song Qingshu, they didn't even need to make a move, they were frightened out of their wits, they automatically avoided Song Qingshu, and fled to both sides.

Finally, Song Qingshu saw the figure of Song Ren.

People in Song Dynasty also saw Song Qingshu, and when they saw that he was holding a human head in his hand, they were still a little bit stunned.

With Song Qingshu's strength, he naturally wouldn't be holding the head of an ordinary person in his hand.

Could it be that……

Just when everyone was in doubt, Song Qingshu directly threw the head in front of everyone: "The head of the master of Mongolia."

"What!" Although everyone had already guessed in their hearts, they still felt unbelievable when the facts were presented before their eyes!

Song Qingshu actually killed the Mongolian ruler directly.

Many Song people forgot to chase the Mongols. They kept pushing forward, took a look at the head, and then sat on the ground crying.

How many years, how many years of dreams they have had, finally came true.

These years, the Song Kingdom has been beaten to the brink by the Mongols, but today, Song Qingshu single-handedly entered an army of [-], and directly beheaded the Mongolian Lord who was personally conquered by Yu Jia, so they no longer had to face the Mongol army.

"Song Shaoxia, please accept my worship!"

Guo Jing suddenly shouted, knelt down on his knees, and made a grand salute.