"Mongolian Martial Saint, Guo Kan?"

Ji Cheng was slightly stunned, with his historical skills, he naturally knew that the peerless fierce man who had broken the country and destroyed more than 700 cities in Eurasia in his life was of course qualified to call himself a "Mongolian Martial Saint", but if he added the Sanmiao Chiyou clan, this would be a bit of a cheat......

"That's a very old name... It's old enough to drown out all traces of it, and I almost didn't even think about it. It's just that this is just an ordinary low-magic martial arts world, so I don't want to scare myself..."

Ji Cheng silently cheered himself up in his heart, and tried hard to convince himself not to scare himself.

After all, although he has some memories of inheriting that "Huitong" monk, it is a pity that in the memory of that simple monk, there is no memory of the inner world, the transcendent world, and the monk world at all. In addition, he basically has no friends in Shaolin Temple, and he is a character who is dedicated to practicing martial arts.

This is also the biggest obstacle for Ji Cheng to accurately locate the energy level of this world!

However, now is obviously not the time to continue to talk and talk to the cheap senior brother in front of you.

Not only is the future hidden by the essence of this world, but also the Mongolian iron horsemen on the other side who are like the sea have really rushed up!

"It doesn't matter what kind of world he is, as long as he wins this one, it's fine!"

It's just a pity that the Mongolian blue wolf iron rider of 10,000 people directly ignored Ji Cheng's "self-comfort" in the next moment, and crackled his face.

"Raise the flag! Ascend to the ancestral flag of the Holy Emperor of Taizu! Today we are giving these Han dogs a funeral!

Pass my order, but whoever is taller than the wheel, kill!

Whoever hides the Song soldiers, kill!

Whoever resists, kill! ”

I only saw the front, and the leader of the general stopped two miles away from the Song army's battle array, and pointed to the horsewhip in his hand.

The next moment, in a response filled with endless blood, I saw one hundred and eight "Dragon and Wolf Battle Flags" rising from the military formation. I saw that in the midst of the humane evils intertwined with black and red and iron and blood, the humane "Yuan" Dynasty Emperor's legal net was swaying in it, slowly rising from the large army of cavalry.

With the shaking of the battle flags layer by layer, the domineering roar of countless wolf-like dragon-like primordial gods and yin souls, rising in the bright black light, the bright stars of the day above the sky, a wolf star, hanging in the sky, scorching its glory, and the endless stars are rolling down!

In the past, the great shaman inherited from the "Immortal Heaven" The magic of Tongtian, swept the world with the Yellow Peril, slaughtered thousands of living beings in Eurasia, and was refined by magic, which was created by Temujin, the wolf of the Heavenly Emperor, and several earth immortals who had survived the three great tribulations, and even fused into the essence and blood of the emperor, becoming an extension of his will, and the embodiment of the highest concept of the Yuan Dynasty.

In addition, the "Yuan" dynasty is on the rise of national fortunes. Theoretically, it is already one of the most extreme treasures in the world!

This time, in order to exterminate the last vestige of the Song Dynasty, realize the imperial pattern of "swallowing the dragon with the wolf and swallowing the mandate of heaven to support itself", and truly reshape Kyushu Zhengshuo.

The one in the capital of the Yuan Dynasty did not hesitate to take out this piece of the Mandate of Heaven and the fortune of the Mandate of Heaven that was both prosperous and lost with the "Yuan" Dynasty, not for anything else, just to occupy Kyushu Zhengshuo under the final tilt of this Mandate of Heaven!

Replace the so-called "Haotian" with "Immortal Heaven"!

They are the people of the immortal heavens, whose axes bring thunder and blood, and whose providence bring great animals and pastures......

And they are the whip in the hands of the "Immortal Heaven", killing the vast Eurasian continent and disobeying everything!

The so-called "Jade Emperor", the so-called "Yahweh", the so-called "Anu", the so-called "Odin", and the so-called "Ra" are all external gods, and all glory is to the immortal heaven!

Those monks, Taoist priests, foreign shamans, and lamas all said that they were majestic "Great Yuan", and only the ninety-eight years of the dragon and wolf mandate were paved for the sun, moon, fire, and true dragon.

Since this is the case, then kill all the Han dogs and extinguish the so-called order of the Emperor of Heaven!

Ji Cheng: "...... Wori, is it good for everyone to have a little merit. I just said that this world is a low-film martial arts world, and it will slap me in the face...... Is it easy for me... Looking at such a scene, the world of high film can't be consumed... Can anyone tell me which world template is used in this fragment of space-time history at this moment! The "Yuan" dynasty here is too murderous, right? ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

There was no one to respond to Ji Cheng's faint complaints.

In the blink of an eye, I saw this army of "Emperor Wolf Battle Flag" swaying, and one by one the Yuan Shen Grandmasters, who were killed by the Mongolian iron horsemen and restrained on the "Emperor Wolf Battle Flag", slowly walked out under the glorious light of the Sky Wolf Emperor Star, standing in the middle of the sky.

And on the earth, in the loud sound of the vast and thick horns, all the cavalry drew their horses vigorously, like a surging tide swept in layer by layer, and they outflanked it together!

"Defend against the enemy!"

"Array!"

In the shouts of the Song Dynasty soldiers, Ji Cheng and the others had already collided with the Mongolian iron horsemen in the first row!

"Bang-"

Suddenly, Ji Cheng already felt that these Mongolian iron horses were like countless 100-ton locomotives, with an extremely speed of more than 150 miles, spanning a short distance of two miles, and completely crashed into their battle formation!

The next moment, the so-called Shaolin stick formation, the so-called Great Song Army formation, or other patchwork teams, were like rotten paper, and in the blink of an eye, they had been completely torn to pieces!

Many of the Shaolin stick monks who were still talking and laughing with Ji Cheng before didn't come back to their senses at all, but they had been trampled into a mess of blood and mud under the iron hooves.

Even if someone barely escaped the first impact of the Mongolian iron horse, but just saw the Miao knife in the hands of these people flashing, and the moment he wrote, he saw the big heads flying up, and he was directly dead!

"There is no one in Han, and there is no one in the outside world!"

"There is no one in Han, and there is no one in the outside world!"

"There is no one in Han, and there is no one in the outside world!"

……

Far away, far away, even farther away, the shouts of countless Mongolian generals and soldiers directly called all the Great Song soldiers on this battlefield completely changed color!

Although they deceived themselves again and again, saying that they were carrying the young emperor Ruizong behind their backs and rebuilt the small court of the Northern Song Dynasty here.

But at this moment, they are also in their hearts, and they have to admit that even if there is any miracle, their Great Song is already over...

It's over......

The Miao knife with a handle slid lightly, and it had already slashed to Ji Cheng's eyebrows in an instant, if this knife was stabbed, all the tasks in this world, Ji Cheng would not think about it, and honestly going back is the last word...

"Get out!" Ji Cheng's eyes widened angrily, he let out a long roar, simply threw away the mixed iron rod in his hand, stepped forward with an arrow, and punched a horse rushing forward with a "bang".

A stream of qi and blood was extremely high, countless scorching qi and blood qi flashed in every flesh of his body, and the qi and blood of this Shaolin monk's whole body were melted into one in this instant, and the strength was mixed, and in an instant, the horse and people flew up!

There was a neigh, and it fell five or six feet away, and a large hole appeared in the horse's body, and the flesh was blurred, and he died on the spot. The Mongolian cavalry sitting on the horse was bleeding in an instant, and was shocked to death by Ji Cheng's internal strength.

With one punch, the iron cavalry in front of him killed even the people and horses, but Ji Chengren didn't stop, the whole person soared, and he also flashed the same attack of several cavalry.

Another punch broke a Mongolian soldier's six-foot Miao knife, and then landed, grabbed the legs of the cavalry closest to him with both hands, lifted the entire horse company, swept around fiercely, and killed four or five Mongolian soldiers.

It's just that manpower is sometimes poor, and Ji Cheng's monk itself is only about the second and third orders, where can he withstand such a forcible drum potential? It's just that in just a few moments, I actually feel a little tired!

"Haha, this feeling of weakness, I haven't encountered it in many years. Hehehe, I kind of understand, if you don't hang up in this world, you can really only wait for death. ”

Ji Cheng spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, waved his hand and set up a war horse, grabbed a big hind leg as a meteor hammer, and flew directly out of thirty or forty zhang, and in an instant, he killed the Mongolian iron horseman all the way.

However, such a thing did not last long, and as time went by, more and more Mongolian powerhouses began to notice the strangeness of this small battlefield.

Even if they were erected by the "Emperor Wolf Battle Flag", firmly locking the entire "Cliff Mountain and Sea" area, and not letting a piece of wood and tile flow here, the countless Yin Soul Yuan God Grandmasters also cast their cold eyes here, and the form was extremely dangerous!

"Ahh Don't look at me like that. It's just a hanging, and I can do it myself! ”

As he spoke, at the root of his will, a faint crimson aura slowly revealed it. A sound of a non-vascular heartbeat, as if ringing in everyone's ears, is as real as a fantasy!!

This is like the pulse of endless life forms, and it is the most fundamental and primitive life qi.

This is the Red of All Beings!!

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