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Text Chapter 98: The Three Ultimate Swords, The Condor Heroes, and Ba Siba

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    The five thousand soldiers and horses led by Yang Guo were the elites that Guo Jing had personally recruited and trained over the years.  Many of them are heroes in the martial arts world, and their martial arts skills are far superior to ordinary soldiers.  At this time, under the leadership of Yang Guo, a great master, like a sharp sword, he repeatedly charged and killed the enemy under the city, destroying ladders and killing the enemy. No one could stop him.

    Meng Ge saw the situation below the city from the hilltop where he was supervising the battle in the distance. He saw that Yang Guo was unstoppable and there was no one under him who could defeat him. He raised his whip and pointed it at Yang Guo, asking to the left and right: "This man is so brave, do you know who he is?"  ?¡±

    "Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger." Although the Mongols may not have this kind of military strategy, they also understand the principle very well, and they already knew the importance of finding out information about the enemy.  What's more, in the Mongolian army at this time, there were also many surrenders and generals from the Han people. There were also some martial arts scoundrels who saw Mongolia's power and took refuge in the past. They also knew the situation of the martial arts in the Central Plains very well.

    At this time, when the Great Khan asked, someone answered: "Reporting to the Great Khan, this man's surname is Yang Guo, he is the son-in-law of Guo Jing, and the disciple of Yin Zhiping, the first three swordsman of the Quanzhen Sect, in the Central Plains  There is a name in the martial arts world called 'The Condor Hero'."

    Yang Guo got the Xuantie epee back then, and after learning the epee swordsmanship, he also took Dugu Qiufei's big eagle to travel through the rivers and lakes several times, so he also got the same name as the original book.  As for Yin Zhiping's "Three Ultimate Swords", it is because Yin Zhiping only used three moves to kill Zhao Zhijing in front of the Chongyang Palace.  After that, he and Xiao Longnu traveled around the world together, wielded swords to the ends of the earth, and fought with people, never making more than three moves.  Even the most powerful master could only be defeated by him within three moves.  Therefore, it gradually became known as the "Three Ultimate Swords".

    "Yin Zhiping!"

    Brother Meng couldn¡¯t help but grit his teeth when he heard Yin Zhiping¡¯s name.  He naturally knew that this man was the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts master who assassinated his brother Kublai Khan in the battle of one hundred thousand Mongolian troops.  He originally saw that Yang Guo was brave and had some love for talents, but now he heard that Yang Guo was Yin Zhiping's disciple, and he couldn't help but hate him as well.

    When a monk in white clothes heard the name "Yin Zhiping" next to Brother Meng, his face changed involuntarily and his eyes flashed.

    This monk in white is none other than Pasiba, the younger brother of Jinlun Dharma King and the current Mongolian national teacher.  He looked to be in his thirties, looking very young and handsome.  Wearing a white monk's robe.  There is a faint flow of precious light on his face, like a bright jewel, which naturally shines. Looking at it, he looks like an eminent monk with great knowledge and virtue.  Judging from appearance alone, Jin Lun Dharma King's tall and thin figure, with his sunken forehead looking like he is holding a plate, is much worse than his junior brother.  It would be far worse than that.

    Brother Meng gritted his teeth at Yin Zhiping for a while, and then sent an order: "Whoever kills Yang Guo will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and promoted to the third level!"

    Under the heavy reward, the Mongolian officers and soldiers swarmed forward and killed Yang Guo.  As for the martial arts masters that Meng Ge recruited from the Western Regions and other places this time, as well as the martial arts scum who had taken refuge in the Central Plains martial arts.  After hearing such a generous reward, they all came forward together.

    But these Mongolian soldiers were about to kill in front of Yang Guo. Even under the swing of Yang Guo's heavy sword, they were still unable to defeat the enemy. They all vomited blood and flew away.  When the weapons in their hands came into contact with Yang Guo's heavy sword, they all dropped their hands.  Can't hold it, flying all over the sky.  Where Yang Guo passed by with his sword.  Like an irresistible wave, the Mongolian soldiers would continue to fly back and forth, causing heavy casualties.

    When those martial arts masters from the Western Regions and martial arts scum from the Central Plains arrived, they finally blocked Yang Guo's momentum.  They are no longer all Yang Guo's enemies, and more or less they can all get away with Yang Guo.  But it was just a few more moves, and no one was Yang Guo's opponent. Their final fate was the same as those of the Mongolian soldiers who vomited blood and flew backwards, either dead or injured.

    And Yang Guo's abundant internal energy and long breath also surprised them.  It has been nearly an hour since Yang Guo charged out, and Yang Guo has been charging at the front without a moment's rest, wielding such a heavy weapon in his hand.  But until now, Yang Guo was still extremely brave and showed no sign of fatigue.  Even though they had the method of bullying more and using less to fight a war of attrition and wheel warfare, they still couldn't stop Yang Guo. They were beaten to the point where they suffered casualties and retreated, but no one could stop Yang Guo.

    Yang Guo led 5,000 elite soldiers to charge and kill repeatedly under the city wall. By this time, he had wiped out all the Mongolian soldiers under the city wall and interrupted their offensive.  However, the Mongolian army was afraid of his invincible power and did not dare to charge forward.  Yang Guo waved his heavy sword and pointed it at the great Khan Meng Ge who was watching the battle on the hilltop in the distance, and then charged towards him with his horse.  Mongolian soldiers stopped them one after another along the way, but it was still like a big wave coming, and no one could stop it.

    Brother Meng saw that Yang Guo was charging towards him, and no one of the soldiers below could stop him. He couldn't help but change his face, turned to Pa Siba, and shouted: "National Master!"

    "Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Ba Siba knew that Meng Ge was already frightened. After comforting him, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly and rode towards Yang Guo.  Mongolian soldiers in frontWhen the generals saw the imperial masters coming forward, they all gave way.

    Yang Guo was fighting the enemy valiantly when his vision suddenly emptied out. He saw that the Mongolian soldiers in front of him retreated and tore them apart without him, so he took the initiative to make way for them.

    Yang Guo couldn't help but be slightly startled. Just as he was hesitating, he saw a horse riding lightly on the road that the Mongolian soldiers were about to give way to.  He looked intently and saw that the knight on the horse was a very handsome monk in white clothes. He looked about the same age as him.

    "Young layman Yang is polite, young monk Basiba." Standing about three feet away, Basiba very politely saluted Yang Guoheshi on his horse.

    Yang Guo, however, did not recognize Basiba and had never heard of Basiba. After looking at him for a while, he waved his sword and said, "Are you going to stop me?"

    Ba Siba nodded, and then changed his voice and said: "The young monk went to the Central Plains back then, hoping to meet with his master, but unfortunately, he was unable to meet him. It is really a blessing to meet layman Yang here today.  It's fate." After saying this, he continued: "It is the general trend for Mongolia to dominate the world. The Southern Dynasty has been weak for many years, and now it is just struggling. You Han people have a saying, 'He who knows the current affairs is a hero.  '. If Master Yang can abandon his sword and surrender now, I am willing to speak out in front of the Great Khan and guarantee you a bright future."

    Although he had given up his revenge against his senior brother Jinlun Dharma King, he did not mention that he was Jinlun Dharma King's junior brother, nor did he say that he came to the Song Dynasty to seek revenge against Yin Zhiping.

    After Yang Guo heard this, he shouted sternly: "How can Mr. Yang be a person who forgets his righteousness when he sees profit? Stop talking nonsense, great monk, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" After saying that, he slashed with his sword, and a heavy sword energy came from the black iron heavy sword.  It flew out and hit Pasiba three feet away.

    Seeing this sword energy coming towards him, Ba Siba still had a slight smile on his face, showing no fear.  Then, without dodging or dodging, he struck with a palm.  His palm didn't look very fierce and forceful, but when it was struck out, sand and rocks immediately flew away, and strong winds blew up, just like wind and thunder rising from the ground.  Amid the sound of the wind, there was also the faint sound of dragons roaring and elephants roaring.

    Yang Guo never expected that a monk like Basiba, who was handsome and frail, could have such powerful and fierce palm movements, and his expression couldn't help but change slightly.  Since Pasiba could be sent out to stop him at this time, he must be exceptional.  But after Ba Siba's palm came out, he realized that he still underestimated this handsome man.

    "Boom", the sword energy and palm force collided halfway, making a loud noise.  The energy of the two powerful collisions spread out in all directions, causing the surrounding Mongolian soldiers to stagger or fall backwards, screaming in surprise.  Many were caught off guard and dropped their weapons to the ground without holding them firmly.

    The force of the counter-shock came back, and Yang Guo couldn't help but trembled, with a look of shock on his face.  Immediately after he sat down, the horse neighed sadly and took two steps back. Then his knees weakened and he fell to his knees.  He was now on a horse, and the force of the backlash was transmitted back. Except for him to resolve some of it himself, the rest could only be borne by the horse.  Unexpectedly, although the remaining strength was not much, the horse had been fighting with him for an hour, and its physical strength had been greatly exhausted, but it could no longer bear this extra strength.

    On the other hand, Pasiba was still sitting on his horse without moving at all, and his dismounting was not affected at all.  Only two strong winds colliding with each other blew, raising his white monk's robe.
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