Save the Bachelor of Heaven

All the martial arts masters and all the soldiers have killed people and seen blood, but seeing such a tragic scene now, they still feel their stomachs churning and almost gag.

Seeing this scene, Brother Meng was even more frightened, and quickly urged him to sit down and fly away from the dark clouds, then turned around and ran away.

"Leave it to me~" Seeing this, Xiang Nan stretched out his hands and sucked Meng Ge hard, and Meng Ge was forced into his palm.

Xiang Nan cut off his head neatly with a knife in his hand, then raised his head and jumped onto Feiyunzhao, clamping the horse's belly hard, Feiyunzhao neighed in pain, and headed towards Xiangyang City Run quickly.

At the same time, Xiang Nan didn't forget to use his sword energy to cut down Meng Ge's nine-handled banner.

"Brother Meng is dead, the head is here~" Xiang Nan galloped all the way, yelling in Mongolian words all the way, bowing left and right all the way, killing the enemy with endless sword energy, and there is no single enemy. , only pieces of minced meat left.

His internal strength is super strong, and his voice can be heard far away. Even if there are killing sounds on the battlefield and the sound of drums is loud, everyone can still hear him clearly.

When all the Mongolian troops were fighting fiercely, they heard that the Great Khan was dead, and then they saw that the banner had indeed fallen, and there were indeed signs of confusion in the central army. And the head in Xiang Nan's hand, although he couldn't see the face clearly, was indeed wearing the golden helmet of the sweat, and he was riding the flying cloud of the sweat, and he was immediately convinced that the sweat was really dead, and it was gone in a short time Fighting spirit, retreated one after another.

In comparison, Song Jun's morale was greatly shaken.

Seeing this, Huang Rong immediately ordered the whole army to attack, and the Song army in the city also attacked.

Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong and others launched the twenty-eight mansion formation, attacking back and forth. The Mongolian army was in disarray, killing each other, and countless dead were thrown. Flags and guns were thrown along the way, and the army was defeated, and they fled north one after another.

Ouyang Feng had the upper hand against Guo Jing.

Hearing that Da Khan was dead, he couldn't help panicking. Without the support of the Mongolian army, he alone would be no match for the combination of Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong.

Besides, his nephew Ouyang Ke was protecting Da Khan, if Mengge was dead, what would happen to his nephew, so he was flustered, he had no intention of fighting, and turned around to run away.

At this time, Xiang Nan had arrived on Feiyun Zou.

"Old poison, you are doing good things, do you still want to run away?" He asked coldly.

"Where's my nephew?" Ouyang Feng knew that Brother Meng was indeed dead when he saw the head in Xiang Nan's hand and the horse sitting on it, and couldn't help worrying about his nephew's safety.

"Your nephew will be like them." Xiang Nan pointed at the ground behind him and said.

"I'll kill you~" Ouyang Feng was heartbroken when he heard it, and he slapped Xiang Nan with his palm.

Xiang Nan didn't hide or dodge, but stood up to meet him.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feng was overjoyed. He has been in seclusion for twenty years, practicing Ha Toad Kungfu hard, and has accumulated internal strength for twenty years. Today, he will come out with one blow, trying to shoot Xiang Nan to death in one fell swoop.

So Ouyang Feng was naturally happy to see that he didn't hide when he took the big one.

...

"Brother, be careful~" Guo Jing couldn't help reminding Ouyang Feng when he saw how fierce this palm was.

But Xiang Nan didn't seem to hear it at all, and didn't move at all. Immediately, Ouyang Feng hit Xiang Nan's chest with his palm.

Xiang Nanhu trembled slightly, then looked at Ouyang Feng with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, this should be the toad skill you have accumulated for twenty years, it really is strong enough."

Ouyang Feng's face changed drastically at this moment.

It turned out that after his earth-shattering palm hit Xiang Nan, the power of his palm was quickly sucked away, as if iron powder met a magnet.

Moreover, the remaining internal force in his body is also flowing to Xiang Nan at this time.

Ouyang Feng struggled desperately, but Xiang Nan's hand was firmly sucked, and he couldn't move at all.

In fact, Xiang Nan possesses 400 years of deep internal strength at this time, which can be called unrivaled and unparalleled in the world.

Ouyang Feng's twenty years of toad skills are indeed not trivial, but to Xiang Nan, it is only one-twentieth of it, and it is not enough to make him explode.

On the contrary, the higher the internal strength of Beiming Shengong, the greater the suction. Although Ouyang Feng is a Wujue, his internal strength is far behind that of Xiang Nan. In less than half a cup of tea, his internal energy was almost exhausted by him.

"Let go of me, let me go~" Seeing that he was about to be sucked into a cripple, Ouyang Feng repeatedly begged for mercy.

Xiang Nan didn't listen at all.

Last time he didn't take the life of Ouyang Feng's uncle and nephew, he made a serious mistake, so that he let the tiger go back to the mountain, and the poison was endless, this time he will not be soft-hearted no matter what he says.

Finally, after a while, Ouyang Feng lost all his internal energy and became a disabled person.

Xiang Nan absorbed Ouyang Feng's 50 years of internal energy, supplemented the consumption just now, and became radiant again.

He immediately left Ouyang Feng behind, like throwing away a rotten shoe, and followed with Guo Jing and the others to chase and kill the retreating Mongolian army.

After Ouyang Feng landed, he was besieged and beaten to death by Xiangyang soldiers and civilians who fought bravely against the enemy. Because he was dressed in the clothes of the Western Regions, and he had a high nose and deep eyes. At first glance, he was someone from Mongolia. He was an enemy, not a friend, and he would naturally be attacked.

Ouyang Feng had already been reduced to a cripple at this time, unable to fight back, he was dismembered by knives after a while.

Ouyang Feng probably never imagined in his dreams that he, as a Wujue, would die at the hands of ordinary people one day.

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The Song army kept chasing and fighting the Mongolian army, and beat them until they fled to Nanyang City.

This time, the Mongolian army suffered about 100,000 casualties, and lost countless horses, food, and supplies. After this battle, the Mongolian army can be said to have suffered a lot of injuries and loss of vitality.

If you want to attack the Song Dynasty again, you have to wait at least another ten years.

In comparison, the Song army won a big victory, seized countless luggage, and returned to Xiangyang City happily.

Lu Wende, the appeasement envoy, had already led his own soldiers and generals, bragging and lining up outside the city to greet him. All the people also gathered outside the city, displaying wine pulp and incense candles, and worshiping Luo to express their condolences.

Among them, Xiang Nan successfully assassinated Meng Ge, the Great Khan of Mongolia, and only then did he turn the tide and turn the tide of the battle, which also gave him the most glory.

"Hero Yang, it's really thanks to you this time. You should drink the first cup of celebration wine!" Lu Wende raised his glass.

"The first cup of celebration wine should be drunk by all the Song soldiers, heroes, and common people who died in battle." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "They sacrificed to protect Xiangyang, and their sacrifices are much greater than Yang."

Immediately, he poured the glass of water and wine on the ground.

Hearing what he said, everyone nodded.

In their view, it is extremely rare for Xiang Nan to take credit but not take credit.

Seeing this, Lu Wende quickly poured a second glass of wine.

"This second cup of wine, I will drink on behalf of all the surviving Song soldiers, common people and heroes. The Mongolian army has already been defeated, and it is impossible to come back in ten years.

I hope that in the next ten years, everyone will be healthy, safe and sound, and build our home well. "Xiang Nan said again.

Hearing what he said, everyone clapped their hands.

After the third cup of wine, Xiang Nan handed it to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo has sacrificed his life and guarded Xiangyang City for more than ten years. He can set an example. Compared with him, my contribution is far from enough. This third cup You should respect him~"

Seeing Xiang Nan's humility, everyone couldn't help but be impressed by his demeanor.