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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 215: Furious Killing

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    Chapter 215: Furious Killing

    The two girls talked to him for a while and then fell asleep. If they hadn't had their bones changed and their bones changed, they would have been unable to withstand the ordeal.

    Xiao Yuesheng quietly stood up and wanted to put on his own clothes, but Xiaodie forced herself to open her bright eyes and climbed up from the bed. She wrapped her ivory jade body in a silk robe, worked hard to cheer up, and dressed him neatly before lying down again.  , fell into a deep sleep.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked to the bedside, kissed their foreheads one by one, covered them with warm quilts, and walked out gently.

    I read for a while in the study and looked at the sky outside. It was almost time, and I guessed that Zhao Min should have finished his nap.

    He put the book back on the table and slowly closed his eyes. A light spot flashed in his mind, and then slowly grew bigger, and the whole world was contained in his mind.

    Soon, he caught Zhao Min's aura, and disappeared into the study in a flash.

    His figure appeared under a whirling willow tree. The breeze was blowing gently, and the green shirt was slightly moving, naturally showing a chic demeanor.

    No one noticed his appearance. He looked around. At first glance, it was hard to tell where he was. It was just on a wide road.

    Such a wide road is undoubtedly official and not uncommon. The sun in the sky is extremely hot, like a scorching summer day.

    He relaxed his mind and searched around. It turned out that he was already inside Yumen Pass, surrounded by shady trees. It was a completely different world from the desert half a day ago.

    On the avenue, there are occasional pedestrians coming and going. Although it is not prosperous, it is not deserted. This is rare in these troubled times.

    Xiao Yuesheng, dressed in a green shirt, stood under a willow tree beside the road, smiling lightly. His open mind had found Zhao Min. She was not far away, but there was a forest blocking her, so she couldn't see him.

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    The sound of horse hooves is occasionally mixed with women's cries and screams, mixed with wild laughter, making it even more fragile and miserable.

    Xiao Yuesheng's faint smile faded, and he turned his head. A golden light disappeared from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes returned to calmness.

    He took two steps forward and happened to see Zhao Min, who was wearing male makeup. She was sitting under a willow tree to enjoy the cool air. She was surrounded by about ten people standing around her, hiding her in the middle.

    The two elders Xuan Ming were also among them, and eight others were carrying quivers, dressed like hunters. On such a hot day, they were neatly dressed, but there were no sweat stains. It was obvious that they had good skills.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked through the woods, walked out slowly, coughed slightly, and the clear voice reached Zhao Min's ears. Sitting on the bluestone, she turned her head and stood up in surprise.

    Several people around him immediately noticed something strange. With a movement of their feet, the formation changed, blocking Xiao Yuesheng's attack angle and surrounding Zhao Min, making him look impregnable.

    The sound of horse hoofbeats gradually approached and was clearly audible. The eight hunters who were carrying arrows reached out to take off their long bows, stretched out their hands to draw arrows from behind, and put them on the bows. Their movements were neat and quick, with a look of alert on their faces. They watched the hunters standing under the willow tree.  Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands on his hands, looking in the direction of the avenue.

    The sound of hooves rumbled, and the woman's cry and scream became louder. The woman's high-pitched voice was clearly audible amidst the rumbling sound of hooves.

    A dozen horses flew in, followed by smoke and dust.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Zhao Min, snorted, disappeared under the willow tree, and appeared among a group of cavalry.

    He suddenly appeared, startling the galloping horses. Some of them neighed in surprise. If they were not war horses, they would have run away.

    The knights on the horse pulled the reins one after another, and some of them held women in front of them, their faces were red, their eyes were shining, and they were very excited.

    Most of the women on horseback were disheveled, their hair was messy, their faces were full of panic, and they kept screaming, making the knights on the horse laugh even more happily.

    Even without looking at their attire, Xiao Yuesheng could tell by looking at their faces that they were Mongolian cavalry.

    Xiao Yuesheng had already killed a lot of Mongolians. Kublai Khan died in his hands. In a rage, he slaughtered hundreds of people. Outside Xiangyang City, he used magic and thunder to kill countless people.

    Amidst the long neighing of more than a dozen war horses, people stood up one after another and stopped moving forward. The people on the horses held the horse's belly with their feet and sat firmly. They were worthy of being elite Mongolian cavalry.

    "Hey, you guy, get out of the way quickly, don't block the way of the gentlemen!" One of them shouted loudly, glaring at him sideways, speaking in half-baked Central Plains Mandarin.

    This man has a ruddy complexion and a tall figure. He is sitting on a horse, holding a woman with one hand and anotherPointing at Xiao Yuesheng with one finger, he shouted loudly and arrogantly.

    Xiao Yuesheng snorted angrily and flicked the sleeves of his green shirt, which looked extremely chic and beautiful.

    The sound of "bang" is the sound of an object falling to the ground.

    One of the knights could see clearly and couldn't help but widen his eyes. With the flick of the man in green shirt, Toleba's body seemed to be hit by a huge object at high speed, and he flew off the horse.  It flew extremely high in the air, drew an arc, landed firmly, and fell onto the hard road. It rolled on the ground for a few steps, covered with dust, and stopped without making a sound.

    He hurriedly dismounted and ran over to check Toleba's injury. The other people on the horse shouted, and the horses raised their hooves. In an instant, they had surrounded Xiao Yuesheng, and the horses were galloping around him without stopping, making it dizzying.

    As the horse was running, everyone on the horse took off their hard bows from their backs and set arrows on them. They let go without hesitation. The arrows were like shooting stars, and they all shot at Xiao Yuesheng who was smiling coldly.

    In the eyes of the Mongols, the Han people were like pigs and dogs, and they killed them like chickens, so they showed no mercy or hesitation.

    "Stop!" Zhao Min's delicate voice sounded. She was anxious in her heart and did not bother to pretend to have a rough voice. She shouted while running towards her using Qing Kung Fu.

    "It's just that these Mongolian arrogant soldiers have always been accustomed to being sideways. If one person is killed by a Han, ten or a hundred Han will take his life.

    Now that they don¡¯t know whether their companions are alive or dead, they are so angry that they want to massacre an entire village to vent their anger. How can they stop it with just "stop"?  !

    More than a dozen long arrows made a slight sound of piercing the air. They were extremely fast, but not all of them were shot at Xiao Yuesheng's body. Instead, they shot at his front, back, left, right, up and down, like a big net, covering him.

    The Mongolian cavalry dominates the world, and the Eurasian continent has been trampled by them. They are extremely powerful. These people do not know martial arts, but even if martial arts masters encounter them, it is not easy to escape intact.

    Xiao Yuesheng snorted coldly. Seeing that they still didn't let go of those women, the murderous intention in his heart became even more intense.

    To an outsider, he slowly raised his palms and brought them to his chest, forming a hug. Then his body shook, and he turned his palms and pressed them, as if to burst the balloon in his arms.

    His movements seemed to be slow and fast, and at this moment, an arrow with unparalleled speed came and hit him.

    The dozen or so knights did not relax. The attack just now showed the tyranny of the enemy's martial arts. They must be flawless and eliminate the enemy on the killing field. Otherwise, it would be cruel to themselves.

    When the arrows hit Xiao Yuesheng, they had already nocked the arrows on their bows, shouted, and let go again. A "chichi" sound broke through the air, and the second wave had been shot.

    He was about to nock an arrow again, but as soon as he reached behind his back, he suddenly stopped. He reached not for the quiver behind his back, but for his own throat.

    More than a dozen people were holding their throats, looking terrified. They wanted to speak, but were speechless and choked. Their bodies slowly twitched and shook slightly. Blood oozed from their palms, like a stream, gurgling down.

    The arrows they use are extremely vicious and contain blood. If they are shot into the human body, they will bleed to death even if it is not a vital part.

    Zhao Min, who was walking quickly, could see clearly that what these people had just shot was just an afterimage, and all the arrows were returned to him, without exception, they were inserted into his throat.

    This made her think of a kind of martial arts, which was a kind of magical skill in the martial arts of the Song Dynasty. She sent people to collect many secret records, so she could know it.

    Zhao Min rushed over, and what he saw was that a dozen knights fell from their horses to the ground, making a loud bang, and fell solidly.

    The horses each bent their necks, touched their masters with their mouths, and sneezed in a low voice, as if their masters were getting on.

    Their master fell to the ground, his body twitching slightly and unable to move, but he would not die for a while, and he could not be relieved until the blood dried up.

    The women on horseback were trembling with fear. If these Mongolians were killed, they would also die. They would be killed by the court in the future, and it would bring disaster to the whole clan. It was a foregone conclusion that their families would be confiscated and exterminated.

    Xiao Yuesheng knew these rules, so he turned around slowly and looked around. Except for Zhao Min and his party, no one else happened to pass by.

    When he looked at Zhao Min, who was running over, the murderous look on Xiao Yuesheng's face had dissipated, and there was a faint smile on his moist face.

    Zhao Min had already tried her best to use Qinggong, and the kung fu was in front of him in the blink of an eye. However, things developed too fast, like lightning. When she rushed over, it was already a done deal, and it was of no avail. She couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Mr. Xiao!"

    Zhao Min was wearing a snow-white shirt, spotless, and her face was even more flawless. At this time, there was a hint of anger at the corner of her mouth, and her bright eyes were staring at Xiao Yuesheng.
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