On a slightly cool summer night, a few fireworks rose in the sky over the Imperial City of Kaifeng, then dissipated in an instant. The north gate of Kaifeng City opened wide, and 200,000 golden soldiers rushed out in batches, heading straight towards the bustling Mongolian camp. The Mongolian sentry noticed something unusual and blew a high-pitched horn. The Mongolian sergeants quickly gathered and prepared for battle. Afterwards, the forwards of the two armies met, and this feast of killing began. Outside the southern gate of Kaifeng City, the already deployed Song army divided into two groups and bypassed most of Kaifeng City to outflank the Mongolian army, intending to cut off the Mongolian army's retreat. The Jin army's attack attracted the attention of the Mongolian army and gave the Song army a formation As long as the Mongolian army can be encircled, the rest will be massacred. A figure took advantage of the chaos and entered the Mongolian camp under the cover of night, heading straight towards the palace of the Mongolian Khan. Faced with a sudden night attack by the Jin soldiers, the Mongolian Khan Ogedai climbed up to watch the battle under the protection of his sergeants. At this time, Tan Ma, who was in charge of reconnaissance, reported that the Song army had unusual behavior. The explanation given by the Song army was a coordinated killing. The enemy, Wo Kuotai asked Tan Ma to tell the Song army that Mongolia did not need assistance and could handle these Jin soldiers on its own, so that the Song army could not move and prevent important figures from the Jin Kingdom from taking the opportunity to escape from Kaifeng City through other city gates. After Tan Ma left, Wo Kuotai frowned. This night attack by the Jin soldiers was quite strange. They wanted to take advantage of the Mongolian army's fatigue and then attack in full force. This reason did not make sense. This move was more like It was a desperate gamble, but why was the Jin court so sure that it could kill the Mongolian army? The Mongolian Khan turned around and said something to the people behind him. Behind Ogedai stood four people wearing black robes and hoods on their heads. These four people covered their faces in the hoods, allowing people to see It's not clear. The hood was originally a thing to keep out the cold in winter, but it was early summer, and these four people obviously didn't want anyone to recognize their identities. At the same time that Wo Kuotai turned around, a figure jumped out of the darkness like a sharp sword and headed straight for the Mongolian Khan. A dagger with a cold light stabbed Wo Kuotai's neck. His Majesty the Emperor learned the lesson from the last time. Based on experience in assassinating Temujin, in case Ogedei was also wearing invulnerable treasure clothes, it was safer to stab him in the neck. At this critical moment, the man who was talking to the Mongolian Khan took out a palm and blocked it in front of Wo Kuotai. The dagger and his palm intersected, but the sharp dagger did not penetrate the fleshy palm. Yang Kang was heartbroken. Shocked, there were not many masters who could block his full blow with their flesh palms. He made a turn in the air and landed on a corner of the high platform. This high platform was built for Mongolian generals to command armies in battle. From here, you can overlook the entire battlefield below. Wokuotai was protected by a group of Mongolian soldiers. The four mysterious men in hoods lifted the brim of their hats and revealed their true faces. They turned out to be four Tibetan monks. These four Tibetan monks were all around forty or fifty years old. He has a thin body, a calm face, and an occasional sparkle in his eyes. You can tell at a glance that he is a master of internal energy. "Wan Yankang, why hide your head and show your tail? I know you are still alive, so I specially asked these four tantric masters to come out and surrender to you." Wo Kuotai looked at the masked assassin and said with emotion, "You think we don't have martial arts in Mongolia. Are you a master? These four masters have been practicing in the temple for decades and have excellent martial arts. Tonight is your death." "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?" Yang Kang asked the four Tibetan monks, ignoring him. . "The donor is very knowledgeable!" The Tibetan monk who was fighting against Yang Kang said slightly in surprise, "Monks from our sect rarely go out. I wonder where the donor has seen this kind of technique?" Zong, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is the supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill of Tantric Buddhism. It is divided into thirteen levels. It is easy to get started at the beginning, but it is extremely difficult to practice it to a high level. The monk saw that the assassin recognized this skill with just one move. This technique is probably related to the seniors in the temple, so I asked more. Yang Kang was lucky. The first thing he thought of when he saw the Tibetan monk master was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. What's more, he could block sharp blades with his flesh palm. His palm strength was comparable to Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Kung Fu. Such a master appeared in Wo Kuo. It's not a good thing to be around Tai. He wants to find out the details. "I once had an acquaintance with the eminent monks of your sect in the Western Regions. We exchanged martial arts experiences with each other. I know that the higher the level of your sect's skills, the harder it becomes to practice them." Yang Kang said casually, "I don't know how many masters there are. "What level have you reached?" "The poor monk has only reached the sixth level, and these three junior monks have just reached the fifth level," the monk replied. "Master, he is asking about your details." Wo Kuotai reminded. "In that case, we'll see you later!" Yang Kang heard the Tibetan monk's answer, and with a push of his toes, his whole body flew out, fell under the high platform, and then disappeared into the darkness. He asked the Tibetan monk about his martial arts cultivation to estimate whether he still had a chance to kill Ogedai. The Tibetan monk could do it with his sixth-level cultivation.?Fighting him head-on shows that the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is really unique. With the help of three fifth-level cultivation helpers, he may be difficult to deal with with his current skills. Since he can't beat him, it's best to take action. Emperor Your Majesty has never wanted to act heroic. Seeing the assassin trying to escape, the Mongolian general on the high platform ordered the sergeant to pursue him, and the sound of killing broke out in the Mongolian camp. "Master, why don't you take action" Wo Kuotai asked sharply. Before the Mongol Khan finished speaking, the Tibetan monk sat on the high platform and spat out a mouthful of blood. The other three monks leaned down to check on the injury. There was chaos on the high platform. "The martial arts of the Central Plains is really amazing." The Tibetan monk sighed with emotion, "You go back and tell the disciples in the sect not to enter the Central Plains unless you have mastered the skills to the seventh level or above." This Tibetan monk actually only practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. To reach the fifth level, it takes thirty years to advance each level from the fifth level up. Therefore, few disciples of the Tantric Vajra Sect can reach above the eighth level. He had just received Yang Kang's blow. On the surface, He seemed fine, but he had suffered severe internal injuries. He deceived Yang Kang with words and scared off the assassin. Otherwise, if the assassin continued to attack, he and his three junior brothers might not be safe. After leaving these words, the monk passed away. However, it was precisely because of these words that he attracted a peerless martial arts wizard from the Vajra Sect. A few months later, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu had reached the eighth level of the Vajra Sect. The prodigy left Tibet and headed to the Central Plains. He wanted to meet the martial arts masters in the Central Plains to avenge his brothers in the sect. This person was none other than King Jinlun. The Mongolian Khan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't blame these Tibetan monks. It seemed that he still underestimated the masters of the Central Plains. To be precise, it was not that he underestimated the masters of the Central Plains, but that he happened to meet a man like Yang Kang who had three talents. It is difficult to find another master of unparalleled martial arts in the Central Plains martial arts world. "Great Khan, the Song army came from behind and surrounded the camp." A Mongolian sergeant reported hurriedly. For a moment, Wo Kuotai was stunned. Could it be that the news that he was going to attack the Song Army was leaked, and the Song Army wanted to strike first? Or is it a trap that Song and Jin have already joined forces? As the Song army completed the encirclement of the Mongolian army, the final killing began. (To be continued.)