Chapter 1751

I saw Yang Cong waved his sleeve, and the arrow in the sleeve seemed to be alive, attacking and killing the Mongolian archers at the foot of the mountain.

"Swish"

A faint milky white qi flashed on the bow and arrow, passing through the air, making bursts of sharp sounds in the air.

"what!"

"Run!"

The archers at the foot of the mountain saw this scene and hurriedly backed away, but before they could make a move, the arrow rain fell from the sky, killing most of the Mongolian archers who had surrounded Zhongnan Mountain before.

At this time, the Mongolian soldiers who were felling trees at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain saw this scene, and their hearts were as if they had fallen into an abyss. Looking at the many archers who fell to the ground, the blood was flowing in the mountains and forests, which made all the soldiers dumbfounded.

Just one action of the opponent caused heavy losses to the Mongolian soldiers.

Seeing this scene, the Mongolian general sitting on the steed was so frightened that he almost fell off the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and pulled the rein in his hand to stabilize his figure.

The heart is like a drop of blood. Although most of the Mongols are brave and good at horseback riding and archery, it is extremely difficult to train these hundreds of archers. Archers and cavalry must often practice together before they can go to the battlefield.

Now this incident resulted in heavy casualties, which was very embarrassing for him. The Great Khan would definitely punish him severely when he found out.

Thinking of this, the Mongolian general quickly stabilized his mind, the big knife in his hand whistling, raised the knife, and shouted angrily: "All the troops obey the order, surround and kill this person, and reward 100 taels of silver for every cut. Humans are promoted to three ranks!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience fell silent, and then the mountains and plains erupted. Many Mongolian soldiers stared at Yang Cong with red eyes, and waved their weapons to surround and kill Yang Cong.

"kill"

……

Just when the Mongolian general was roaring, Yang Cong slowly landed on the path downhill from Zhongnan Mountain, watching the tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers with red eyes swarming towards him, Yang Cong seemed to be in the land of no one, one step at a time He walked towards the general step by step.

On Zhongnan Mountain, outside Chongyang Palace

Qiu Chuji looked at the Mongolian soldiers besieging and killing Yang Cong all over the mountain, and his face was a bit ugly.

"Senior Brother, Senior Nephew Yang Cong is so impulsive. My Quanzhen disciples can gather together and break through a breakthrough!" Ma Yu looked at the scene at the foot of the mountain, couldn't help clenching his fists, took two steps forward, and then Loosening his clenched fist, he hesitated for a while.

It was as if he wanted to go down the mountain to help, but due to his own strength, he was afraid that he would drag Yang Cong down after he went down the mountain.

"Brother, there are tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Although Yang Cong's nephew is very skilled in martial arts, he can't stand such exhaustion!" Ma Yu said anxiously.

"I, oh..." Qiu Chuji watched the Mongolian army encircling Yang Cong like a torrent below the mountain.

Qiu Chuji and the others were extremely anxious and wanted to go down to help, but they were afraid that they were not strong enough and would delay Yang Cong.

Although martial arts masters can come and go freely on the battlefield, once the soldiers form an army formation, they can kill those martial arts masters, let alone tens of thousands of soldiers at the foot of the mountain, even the peerless master Wang Chongyang can only resist a few Thousands of soldiers, otherwise the patriarch Wang Chongyang would not have thought of a way to summon martial arts masters to resist the Jin Dynasty.

……

At the foot of the mountain, Yang Cong looked at the Mongolian soldiers who wanted to surround him like nothing, and saw that with a wave of his Taoist robe, he knocked back the Mongolian soldiers within five feet of him one by one, flew up and flew towards the Mongolian general.

The Mongolian general watched Yang Cong fly up, surrounded by vigor, while the Mongolian soldiers on the way raised their knives and slashed, but did not see any damage to Yang Cong, just like a living immortal.He flew in front of him in an instant, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his knife to slash at Yang Cong.

Seeing the flustered expression on the Mongolian general's face, Yang Cong belittled him a bit in his heart. He originally thought that the Mongolian was extremely fierce, but he showed such an expression, and the Mongolian was nothing more than that.

Yang Cong waved his Taoist robe and sent out a blast of energy, knocking him off his horse. Then he grabbed the big knife in his hand and killed him with one blow. Then he rushed into the Mongolian soldiers with the big knife and killed them in all directions, and then shouted with his internal strength. : "You soldiers have been killed by me, retreat quickly! Otherwise, I will drive you all out!"

As soon as the words fell, although Yang Cong only killed a few people, the courage of the Mongolian soldiers was already frightened. Immediately afterwards, the Mongolian soldiers saw that the general was dead. Then they scattered and fled.

Yang Cong smiled lightly when he saw this scene.

……

In Chongyang Palace, the disciples of Quanzhen Sect and the Seven Sons of Quanzhen stared at Yang Cong in astonishment.

Seeing this scene, Yang Cong couldn't help shaking his head, coughed lightly, and when Qiu Chuji came back to his senses, Qiu Chuji hurriedly grabbed Yang Cong and asked, "Cong'er, what level of martial arts have you reached now?"

After hearing this, Yang Cong stroked his Taoist robe, and then said with a distressed face: "Master, I should have reached the realm of the patriarch now, but I just learned a little more sideways."

Qiu Chuji was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then his face showed great joy, he grabbed his beard excitedly, and said excitedly: "I should teach Daxing from Quanzhen, Cong'er is good!"

And the rest of the people, only now came back to their senses, with joy on their faces, congratulated Qiu Chuji for accepting a good apprentice, Qiu Chuji straightened his expression, pretended not to care and said, "Ahem, Cong'er So out of tune. It's nothing."

The other seven Quanzhen disciples looked at each other, not knowing what to say.It's just that there is a respectful look on his face, patriarch Wang Chongyang, he is the head of the five masters, listening to Yang Cong's voice, he is even more powerful than the patriarch, it's just that it's hard to speak directly in front of your uncles.

Yang Cong saw the expressions of the masters and uncles, so he didn't say much, and said to Qiu Chuji that he was a little tired and walked to the residence.

When Yang Guo saw the master leaving, he slipped out of the Chongyang Palace, found Yang Cong, and asked respectfully, "Master, you have already reached the realm of the patriarch, so can you become a martial artist when you next discuss swords in Huashan?" Number one master!"

Yang Cong smiled when he heard the words, "Guer, the other four masters are not easy to eat. I just caught up with the footsteps of the ancestors as a teacher, but the other four masters are still there. Don't they make progress? After all, you are still young now, so you don’t need to think about it so much, you need to practice martial arts more, or I will punish you.” After speaking, he returned to his residence.Yang Guo went back to practice martial arts after seeing his master leave.

The next day, when Yang Cong was practicing martial arts, a Quanzhen disciple came to Yang Cong.

(End of this chapter)

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