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- The east is not bright, the west is bright.
After confirming that the martial arts in the Central Plains were not easy to mess with, the top leaders of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate unanimously decided to turn around and go back to grab the west.
While it is still early, it should be too late to go faster. Although the countries in the west are a little poorer, they are better than bullying!
Everyone knows that Daming is rich and wealthy, but the problem is that they simply can't grab it. The territories they occupy now are all backcountry areas.
Even digging three feet into the ground is not enough to pay for the cost of sending troops, and continuing to spend it here will have no meaning other than increasing casualties.
Just because the Eastern Chagatai Khanate wants to leave doesn't mean that people in the martial arts are willing to let them go. After such a big battle, how can you go back and brag if you don't take a few heads?
Don't look at these days, there is a lot of movement, but the real shots are all masters of various factions. Ordinary martial arts people don't have the guts to directly attack the military camp.
It is not enough to attack directly, and it is these people's strength to attack secretly. The prairie coalition forces who had just set foot on their way home had no idea how many traps were waiting for them.
Meeting Feng Qingyang who was covered in blood, Li Mu couldn't help but tease: "Uncle Feng, the current attire doesn't match your status as a senior."
Glancing at Li Mu who was still handsome, Feng Qingyang, who was full of evil spirit all over his body, frowned and complained: "You bastard, don't make sarcastic remarks here.
If you hadn't said that killing these bastards would give you a chance to break through your innate ability, why would this old man work so hard?"
Complaints are complaints, but Li Mu can clearly feel that Feng Qingyang is in a good mood at the moment. Obviously, the killings in the past few days have reaped benefits.
For a martial artist in the extreme realm, any slightest progress is something worth celebrating.
Seeing a leaf and knowing autumn, Feng Qingyang can gain something, let alone other martial arts people.
No wonder now that the Eastern Chagatai Khanate army is retreating, the various sects are still chasing after them, and no one is clamoring to go back home.
?It's all about profit, and everyone doesn't mind using the barbarian army in front of them as a stepping stone in order to improve their cultivation.
"Uncle Feng's words are wrong! My nephew just reminded you of the opportunity, this murder was caused by yourself."
This blame must not be carried on, otherwise he would be a butcher on earth. If it was spread out, wouldn't it ruin his stalwart image.
Glancing at Li Mu's bright eyes, Feng Qingyang couldn't help sighing: "It's better to be born! You have killed more people than me, but you can't see the slightest impact.
I really don't know how your kid cultivated. They have all reached the innate state, and they are still advancing all the way. "
Li Mu has encountered this scene countless times. But there is no warrior who is not envious.
"Don't worry, uncle, if you work harder, old man, I guess if you kill tens of thousands of cavalry, you will almost be able to reap the opportunity."
Hearing this number, Feng Qingyang's expression suddenly dropped.
These days, I keep looking for opportunities to attack the enemy. I don't even have time to pay attention to the dirty clothes on my body, and I just killed more than a thousand people.
Except for Li Mu's abnormality, Feng Qingyang's record is already the best in the Central Plains martial arts.
Tens of thousands of cavalry, even if they stand there and let him kill, they will kill until their scalps become numb.
The most important thing is how much is this "tens of thousands"
If it was more than ten thousand, Feng Qingyang could find a way to make it up. If it doesn't work, you can use the power of the Huashan faction to create opportunities for him.
If the "tens of thousands" is more than 90,000, it will be completely over. I'm afraid he may not be able to make up for this opportunity in his lifetime.
When it comes to his own cultivation, Feng Qingyang immediately asked, "Nephew, how much is the tens of thousands you mentioned?"
Looking at the sky, Li Mu said slowly: "Uncle Shi, you can work hard for this kind of thing, why should you be obsessed with this specific number?
Under the way of heaven, every peck and drink, everything has its own destiny.
It is the same killing, and different people bring different weights. For example: the slaughter of a Khan will have no less impact than tens of thousands of cavalry.
Uncle Master has been staring at the small soldiers to kill, how can he catch up with the big shots and be more efficient?"
Just killing a King Khan is nothing, the key is that the grassland chaos that will be triggered after the death of King Khan can cause a larger-scale killing.
Originally, Li Mu wanted to go there by himself, but unfortunately his family was in bad luck, and he really couldn't find Muhammad's camp. Slaughtered a number of prairie dignitaries, basically??Traps and ambushes are effective. As expected, Muhammad Khan was protected by experts. Not long after Feng Qingyang made his move, he was stopped by several prairie lamas.
If he hadn't taken advantage of the sudden attack and killed a master first, Feng Qingyang might not have been able to take down these guys.
Exercising the self-created Qingfeng swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang is erratic like a breeze, and it is everywhere.
If anyone in the world sees this scene, they will definitely be shocked. The current Juggernaut is not only superior in swordsmanship, but also far faster than back then.
I don't know if it was because of Dongfang Bubai's excitement, but Feng Qingyang's speed went up anyway. The few unlucky lamas in front of me are the witnesses of the results of the Juggernaut's years of penance.
The price of being a witness is your own life. The soldiers around wanted to come up to help, but the Huashan disciples around were not vegetarian either.
In order to break out, Muhammad Khan even took action himself. It's a pity that after all, he is used to being pampered, even if he has a good martial arts practice, he can only play seven or eight points.
In the face of a group of Huashan disciples, it is not bad to be able to protect themselves, but it is simply a dream to fight a bloody road.
At this time, there was a flute sound suddenly from afar, which was full of sadness of parting and seeing off, as if it was seeing off Muhammad, the Great Khan.
Looking in the direction of the sound of the flute, a few hundred meters away is a man in white, sitting upside down on a horse and playing music leisurely.
Seeing this scene, the Huashan faction and his party were greatly encouraged, but Muhammad, who was besieged, broke out in cold sweat, as if he had seen the scariest thing in his life.
"Killing God in White Clothes", these four words were like a brand, deeply engraving fear in their hearts.
In the past days, no matter who faced this "White Clothed Killer", no one could leave alive.
Even if there are thousands of troops, they will not be able to play any role in the face of such a pervert.
This is no longer what ordinary martial arts masters claim to be "a country where people are as close as possible to the enemy", but in the true sense of "a country where people are as enemy as possible".
From the beginning to the end, Li Mu did not act personally, but just watched the killing full of historical significance.
Looking at Feng Qingyang who was carrying Muhammad's head, Li Mu reminded: "Uncle Feng, keep this head for now, and use it later when offering sacrifices to the heavens."
I don't know whether Tiandao bought it. Anyway, beheading a grassland khan has enough political significance. This head is the best publicity.
Guarding the peace of the northwest, smashing hundreds of thousands of grassland cavalry, and beheading the king of the grassland Khan on horseback. How can such a great achievement not be publicized?
"Oh, I see!"
While nodding in response, Feng Qingyang threw the head to his apprentice. Proper: The master has something to do, and the disciple will do his job.
Unlike the lonely family in the original book, now Feng Qingyang is also a group of disciples and grandchildren.
Looking at the people who were full of evil spirits, Li Mu said calmly: "Release the news. After the war is over, I want to preach in Huashan to eliminate the evil spirits on everyone!"
Evil energy is not a good thing. After a long period of accumulation, it will cause a lot of damage to the warrior, and it may become crazy.
To resolve this invisible thing like evil spirits, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have their own methods. However, the most popular and effective method is to cultivate the mind.
In contrast, a series of methods such as arranging Fengshui bureaus, wearing jade articles, living in a busy city to dilute popularity, or expelling people with the help of incense in temples are essentially inferior.
?As the planner of this war, Li Mu is naturally responsible for the physical and mental health of everyone, and he cannot let everyone work hard and suffer from all kinds of problems
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