They raised their hands from the ground and roared loudly.

"Don't move around, look for my lower body, my lower body!"

The shriller his voice became, the more panicked the Liao soldiers became. They crowded into each other and couldn't see anything.

Soon, his lower body was trampled by Liao soldiers one after another, making it unsightly.

But no one is paying attention here now. Instead, they were all shocked by Yang Ming's attack.

In the past, Yang Ming faced either Yelu Hanshan or Xiao Feng. Although they all knew that he was powerful, the experience was not that intuitive after all.

But when paired with other Concentrating Soul Realm martial arts cultivators, the substantial gap between the two sides immediately became apparent.

Not on the same level at all!

The two Concentration Realm martial arts cultivators from the Liao Army were already pretty good, and their skills were also mysterious. However, in front of Yang Ming, they couldn't even hold on for a single round, let alone hold him back.

Old Mrs. Zhao was reminding Yang Ming to pay attention a moment ago, but now, he suppressed the next words.

I felt that I was worrying too much, and at the same time, Mr. Zhao felt sad in his heart.

What did Yang Ming grow up on? He is such a monster. In a short period of time, Yang Ming has improved a lot and become stronger than when he was separated from them.

In the distance, Yelu Hongji under Luo Gai couldn't help but his eyelids twitching when he saw this scene. Even though he had always been fearless and was already a famous emperor, he still shrank unconsciously.

, and got closer to Xiao Feng.

Worried that Yang Ming would target him next second.

If Yang Ming really comes to kill him, the only one who can deal with him is Xiao Feng.

Yang Ming kept moving, solving the two Concentration Realm martial arts cultivators, and quickly arrived in front of Mr. Zhao.

He glanced casually, showing a bit of surprise.

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Shengyin have both broken through to the state of concentration!

Now, flying is a piece of cake for the two of them, and they have a great time fighting in the air.

Yang Ming knew that with the strength of Mrs. Zhao and Master Shengyin, if they wanted to break through, they could have reached the Concentration Realm many years ago, but they were unwilling to give in and kept suppressing their cultivation.

When Mr. Zhao saw Yang Ming, he drove away the enemy who was entangled with him with one shot, and laughed loudly.

"Yang Ming, you have to thank us this time. It's all for you that we took this head."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhao pointed to a bloody bundle on his waist. It was obvious that there was a human head inside.

Just now Mr. Yitugu explained the situation, so Yang Ming knew that this was most likely the head of the Liao army commander, Yelu Chuhuai.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhao and the others actually succeeded!

But thinking of this, Yang Ming was still a little bit dumbfounded. They seemed to have misunderstood something.

Yang Ming shifted his gaze and looked to the side.

Sure enough, all that came into view were familiar faces, Qing Lingzi, Renchuzi, and other experts who had asked him for help in Qingzhou.

These are usually strangers in the world, their whereabouts are erratic, and no one is qualified to touch them.

However, this time, for Yang Ming, they actually joined forces and did such a big thing!

"Walk!"

At the critical moment, Yang Ming did not talk nonsense with them and directly led them to break out.

More than a dozen masters of the Liao Army's Concentration Realm have already gathered around.

It's just that Yang Ming killed two people when they met each other just now. This hand obviously suppressed them, so they didn't dare to step forward for a while, and could only entangle them from a distance, with limited power.

They also saw that although Yang Ming's dragon claw attack and confinement power were overbearing, they had a range of effect. As long as they were not too close, they would not be hit.

But the siege was loose, allowing Yang Ming to lead Mr. Zhao and his seven or eight Concentration Realm martial artists, and they had already rushed a long distance in the blink of an eye.

They gathered together and stopped fighting. The Liao soldiers below finally found an opportunity.

They immediately formed an arrow formation, bent their bows one by one and set arrows, and released them according to the command.

First there was the sound of the bowstring being pulled apart, followed by the popping of arrows.

A shower of black arrows roared towards them, like a wild beast with teeth and claws.

Yang Ming did not panic, and pushed out with a palm, opening more than half of the wave of arrows.

The other masters also launched attacks one after another, and the arrow rain could not cause any harm to them.

But as a result, they were involved, their energy was depleted, and their speed also slowed down.

The Liao army masters next to them attacked again, leaving them still feeling like they were stuck in a quagmire.

"Come again, prepare, release..."

Below, the centurion of the Liao army was conveying orders, but this time, he was not as lucky as before.

Before they could release their bows and arrows, suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to float.

The land, which was obviously solid, suddenly became like waves and began to fluctuate non-stop.

"What's going on?"

The Liao soldiers were so frightened that they thought it was an earthquake at first. Before they could stand firm, many people's feet collapsed and they fell into the mud screaming.

As a result, they naturally became scattered in formation, unlike just now where they could release bows and arrows at once.

Many people even drew their bowstrings and were about to attack, but something unexpected happened. When they let go, the arrows did not go towards the sky, but hit their own people in the back.

At this time, looking from the sky, with one place as the starting point, the ground in more than a dozen places around it collapsed. Many Liao soldiers completely collapsed and became confused.

Relying on this accident, Yang Ming led a group of masters and rushed out of the opponent's encirclement.

They saw the situation below from the corner of their eyes, but they were not surprised. They knew that it was Lord Foreign Land who took action.

Soon, they rushed out of the sky above the Liao army camp.

However, the masters of the Liao army on the other side would not be willing to let them go easily and continue to pursue and fight.

At this moment, there was a whooshing sound in the air ahead.

Finally, the masters within the Song Army came to support!

Seeing this situation, even if the Liao army was unwilling to do so, they knew that they would not be able to achieve much results.

What's more, in the camps at the rear, the fires are getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more fire points. There are even signs of spreading from the fire point just now to other military camps.

They could only swallow their anger, give up pursuit, and go back to put out the fire. The most important thing was to ensure the safety of His Majesty the Emperor Yelu Hongji.
Chapter completed!