"Stop talking nonsense, be careful."

Yang Gui felt a chill in his hand and found that Guo Xiang had stuffed the Sword of Heaven into his hand. Her hands were like pushing a window, shining the air in front of her and slid out lightly.

As the distance was getting closer, the Yuan soldiers who rushed to the front had already shown cruel smiles. He had killed too many of the two-legged sheep who were knocked down by the impact of the horse and had broken bones and broken bones. The feeling had already fascinated him.

"Genghis!"

The Yuan soldiers shouted in Mongolian words that Temujin had a title and rushed towards Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang was not afraid, but advanced instead of retreating. Seeing that the horse's hooves were approaching and about to step down, he suddenly pushed his palms.

"Xilulu!"

The horse under his crotch screamed, and the Yuan soldiers led by the leader were thrown high by the horses, knocking away four or five Yuan soldiers behind them, and hitting the ground, and seeing that they were not alive.

The cavalry behind him was blocked and his horse's hooves were immediately chaotic, his formation was broken, and his impact was gone.

Yang Gui was unable to use his skills and could not do it lightly, but his footwork was able to move around the gaps of the Tartars. He relied on the sharp sword of the Heavenly Sword and killed the Yuan soldiers in a mess.

"There are strong people!"

The general who led the team shouted, now was the time when the Yuan Dynasty swept the world, and the Mongolian cavalry would not retreat because the opponent had martial arts masters. They had already rushed to the front and it was too late to turn around and shoot arrows, but the streets of the town were narrow, and they even had the people and horse light piles to death.

The leader of the team immediately ordered his subordinates to siege. Seeing that the Yuan soldiers were pressing up, Guo Xiang stopped hiding his strength. He rubbed his hands and saw that the huge air mass that was even larger than that Yang Gui had seen appeared in his hands.

"Are you three-point Guiyuan Qi or Turtle School Qigong or martial arts?"

Although it was not the first time I met, I was still shocked. Yang Gui couldn't help but complain behind him.

"Three points of return to the vitality, it sounds pretty good."

Guo Xiang Yanran smiled and didn't have time to explain to him. He turned his hands and pushed the air ball out.

"boom!"

Guo Xiang rushed into the Tartar soldiers, and suddenly died and injured everywhere, and his broken limbs and arms were thrown away all over the sky.

But the Tartars, who were first established in the Yuan Dynasty, were really powerful. The momentum of sweeping across the Eurasian continent burst out, and they were like they were desperate to fight, completely not caring about their deaths and injuries.

Under this overwhelming pressure, even if Guo Xiang is strong, he is still a flesh-and-blood body. How can he stop him? He can only fight and retreat with Yang Gui. As time goes by, there are more and more corpses of Yuan soldiers on the ground. She feels that she is getting tired and her moves are much smaller.

"Guo Xiang is almost out of control! Kill!"

The leading Tartar general shouted.

"kill!"

The Yuan soldiers took a step forward together, and the earth seemed to be trembling.

"not good!"

Guo Xiang was exhausted and was intimidated by the spirit of the military formation for a moment, and was one step slower. When he came to his senses, he could no longer resist.

"bass!"

The divine edge of the Heavenly Spirit trembled.

The three Yuan soldiers in front of Guo Xiang were already lying on the ground, not knowing their life or death.

Yang Gui practiced the Jade Girl Suxin Sword since he was a child, and he was very clear about the importance of his companions. The original essence of this sword technique was to save the other party first regardless of his own safety.

Guo Xiang came to his senses and raised his hand to shake off several Yuan soldiers who wanted to take the opportunity to attack Yang Gui.

Yang Gui waved his sword and killed him again.

Although Guo Xiang could not use Quanzhen Sword Technique or Jade Girl Sword Technique, her magical skills were achieved at this time, and fighting alone was not inferior to the combination of two swords. She went back and forth with Yang Gui, rescued each other's flaws, and joined forces to attack, and it was like the Jade Girl Suxin Sword, with greater power and less pressure.

"Dingdang!"

Two spears wanted to pierce Guo Xiang, but Yang Gui swung his sword and cut it off. The spearhead fell to the ground, and together with the two Yuan soldiers, they cut through the chest.

Guo Xiang looked at the boy holding a sword and protecting him behind him, his eyes were a little dazed, "When I was a baby that year, my elder brother and Sister Long helped each other, and beat my master..."

The tall and tall figure in front of me seemed to coincide with the dream-willed figure. Somehow, Guo Xiang's heart was filled with sweetness.

Then he quickly came back to his senses and slapped half of the Yuan soldier's body with his two palms.

"Aunt Guo, why are you excited? Save your energy!" Yang Gui turned around and said.

"You have to worry, the food I have eaten is longer than the road you have walked!" Guo Xiang's mind was knocked out, and his words were incoherent, and his face turned red. Fortunately, the night was dark and no one could see it.

"Why are you doing so loud?" Yang Gui looked aggrieved and waved his sword to kill the two Yuan soldiers.

"Shut up!"

Guo Xiang roared, jumped up, smashed his palm from the top, and slapped the two Yuan soldiers into meat pie.

Yuanbing: Can you two of you not kill us if you are in a mood?

The Yuan soldiers were elite. Seeing that the two of them were getting better and their lethality increased, they did not retreat but advanced. Under the command of the general, they launched a more violent charge.

"Aunt Guo, steal the horse!"

Yang Guihui was distracted by both. While swaying his sword to chop people, he adjusted his internal energy while regulating his breathing. He felt that his internal breathing was stable. Although his internal injuries were still there, he could already use his light skills. Seeing that the Yuan soldiers were surrounding him and pressing him down, he immediately jumped into the air without saying a word.

"I've wanted to try it!"

The Yuan soldier was about to shoot the guy who dared to jump to death, but he heard the "buzzing" sound of the sword of the Yitian Sword, and then a cold light pricked out at twenty-eight o'clock!

"ah!"

"ah!"

"Eyes, my eyes!"

Screams came one after another.

Yang Gui actually blinded the eyes of fourteen people with one sword!

Guo Xiang took the opportunity to steal two of the fourteen horses. Yang Gui landed on the horse's back and slapped his sword on the horse's butt. The two horses ran wildly and rushed out of the encirclement in an instant.

"Shoot!Shoot!"

The Yuan army general behind him who was blinded by Yang Gui was still shouting desperately.

But since you have already rushed out of the siege, shooting arrows is the least worth fearing.

Guo Xiang held a Yuan soldier's horse in one hand and stood behind him, protecting the two of them tightly.

"Puchi phuchi."

There were constant sounds of arrows stabbing on the flesh and blood, and soon the horse became a hedgehog. But Yang Gui and the others were unscathed.

Yang Gui looked at Guo Xiang's operation and opened his mouth into an O-shaped shape. Even if the Mongolian horse is smaller than an ordinary tall horse, it weighs hundreds of pounds. She actually galloped with a horse in one hand?

"Aunt Guo, you are too strong, right?"

Guo Xiang smiled and threw the horse out, knocking down a group of pursuers.

She chuckled and said, "I'm talking about me, your sword is very powerful, what's the origin?"

"Hehe, that's the sword technique of my father's master." Yang Gui felt a little embarrassed, "I haven't learned it yet, but I have heard of the effect. With this counter-release something, you can deal with these ordinary soldiers, but you can't deal with masters."

"A from the Tomb School?" Guo Xiang was surprised.

"The Sword Tomb."

There may be different opinions on which male protagonist in Jin Yong's works, but which male protagonist, Qing soldiers are the strongest, must be Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong, who was seriously injured and had difficulty standing on the verge of death, could blind the fourteen masters with one sword outside the Yaowang Temple; the pavilion and Xiang Wentian fought against the two hundred masters of Hei and White, and stabbed eight spears with one sword; the sword Valley took the lead, killed hundreds of Songshan disciples, and defeated the three Taibaos of Songshan with one sword.

Anyone with many strengths below users will be no match for dozens or hundreds of people. Let’s put it this way, if Xiao Feng knew the Nine Swords of Dugu in Juxian Village, more than 300 people in Juxian Village would be surrounded by Xiao Feng alone.

As the successor of Dugu Qiubai, Yang Gui naturally wanted to learn Dugu Jiujian, but unfortunately Yang Guo did not find the sword score in the sword tomb.

However, Yang Gui relied on his years of sword skills and used the performance of Dugu Nine Swords to counterattack, and barely created a set of "Pseudo-Dugu Nine Swords" because it was too fake and not even displayed on the panel.

Even if it is not as good as the genuine Dugu Nine Swords, Linghu Chong can blind the eyes of the fourteen masters with one sword, Yang Gui's body moves freely and his internal strength can mobilize part of it. The most important thing is that he holds the Sword of the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

Yang Gui had a question in his previous life, asking whether Linghu Chong, who was holding the Yitian Sword, could beat Zhu Bajie. Even Zhu Bajie could cut off the Yitian Sword, and it would be fine to blind the fourteen soldiers' eyes.

The Yitian Sword was indeed so terrifying. Yang Gui even had the strength to use the dog's head after chopping the person.

"call……"

After running dozens of miles along the way, the cavalry could no longer pose a threat, Yang Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem...pah!"

Yang Gui's internal injury had not healed and forced out of force, causing the injury. At this time, the adrenaline receded and he felt pain everywhere in his body. He vomited blood.

Guo Xiang simply picked up Yang Gui, abandoned the horse, and ran on the cliffs of the mountain road.

"Ahem, this has become a beautiful hero."

Yang Gui lay in Guo Xiang's arms and talked nonsense, and Guo Xiang almost slapped him with another palm.

"Stop talking nonsense, sit down and remember with your heart."

Guo Xiang found a clean cave, put Yang Gui down, and the two sat cross-legged to recite a scripture.

"Remember?" Guo Xiang finished reading it and asked looking at Yang Gui.

"Of course, you can't believe my father's intelligence?" Yang Gui did remember that Yang Guo's talent is not bad even compared to Feng Heng and Huang Rong, and it doesn't matter if he can't remember it. Anyway, he has a panel.
To be continued...