All Heavens Planes

Master Yideng shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Wait and see what happens, Mo Yan asks more. My Dali is saved for the time being..."

Duan Xingzhi was overjoyed. As the emperor of Dali, although he had not become a monk in Tianlong Temple, he had heard some anecdotes about the past.Thinking of some of these things, my heart couldn't help beating wildly, and even my breathing became short of breath.

Under the city, the battle drums were beating together, people were screaming, and when the Mongolian army moved in unison, a rush of blood and blood burst into the sky.The murderous aura gathered by thousands of armies is no small matter, if those who are not strong-willed fall into it, they will be terrified.

Chen Chen looked indifferent, standing alone under the city wall, facing the tens of thousands of Mongolian troops.With his current skill, he can use the wind blade without restriction to directly strangle all the Mongolian troops that appear in front of him.But he didn't do this. Since he is fighting on the battlefield, he must have the courage to face thousands of troops. This is also his respect for these Mongolian boys.

A spear of Zhang Er appeared in the palm of the hand. The spear was made of pure steel and weighed 99 catties.The body of the spear is as red as blood, a trace left over from countless battles it has experienced.

This spear is exactly the Moon Wolf Spear, the sharp weapon that Martial Venerable Bi Xuanzhang made famous in the past.

The uniform footsteps trampled the ground like a thundering mountain, and the whole earth trembled.Amidst the shouts of killing, countless Mongolian troops rushed in like a tidal wave.Long spears, short spears, huge axes and sharp blades swarmed up, trying to chop the provocative person into meat paste.

The Moon Wolf Spear in Chen Chen's hand trembled, shaking like a wild dragon, wantonly going crazy on the battlefield.Even if there are thousands of troops and horses, no one can block its edge.

When the spear pointed straight, dozens of Mongolian soldiers were overturned, and when the spear was swept across, a large number of people flew upside down, and all of them suffered broken bones and tendons.

Chen Chen galloped across the battlefield with a spear in hand, and the bright red blossoms bloomed intoxicatingly, but they were so cruel and bloody.

No matter how the Mongolian army shouted, how crazy, how desperately they fought, no one could take a step forward, and was killed on the spot before rushing forward.

In this battlefield of thousands of troops, Chen Chen didn't use magical moves, didn't use secret techniques and true skills, and used no fancy fighting methods to fight against the thousands of troops with his bravery.

In just a quarter of an hour, the neat formation of the Mongolian army seemed to have been torn apart as if a crack had been torn open. Chen Chen used a tyrannical way to cut a bloody road through the thousands of troops and lead directly to the Mongolian army tent!

Meng Ge's face was ashen. He witnessed the guards in armor and shields in front of him being picked up one by one by Chen Chen with his spear. An invincible thought was deeply imprinted in Meng Ge's mind.

For a moment, everything was silent, and the Mongolian army's shocking shouts of killing stopped suddenly, and there was no more sound.

All this is because the chest of Mongolian Great Khan Meng Ge was held up by a spear.

Cui Shanjing's complexion was ashen, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and dared not raise his head.

The general Boer suddenly showed a frightened and angry look, holding down the double halberds with both hands, even though he knew he was invincible, he would step forward to rescue him.

Meng Ge remained calm in the face of danger, and waved his hand to stop Borhu's movements, signaling him not to act rashly.

Meng Ge turned a blind eye to the Moon Wolf Spear on his chest, and laughed loudly, "The martial arts people in the Southern Song Dynasty often said that the head of a general is taken out of thousands of armies. This Khan has always been just a joke. Dare to use bravery to overcome the odds, what are you talking about!"

Meng Ge paused slightly, before admiring, "Unexpectedly, Ben Khan could actually see a real warrior today..."

Chen Chen said indifferently, "Khan's concentration is also admired by Chen. The killing is not my wish, I am just fulfilling a promise. One more question, is Khan willing to withdraw? I will spare your life."

Brother Meng's eyes moved slightly, and he did not answer Chen Chen's question. Instead, he turned his gaze to Borhu, and shouted in Mongolian, "Meng Ren made a promise. After I go, Kublai Khan will inherit the position of Khan. Subdue Dali, It is imperative to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty! Tell Kublai Khan not to avenge me if he is not absolutely sure!"

Borhu knelt down on one knee, put his palm on his chest and said, "Borhu will obey the will of the Great Khan!"

Meng Ge smiled, and shouted loudly, "May I ask the warrior Gao's name, and I hope you can enlighten me!"

Chen Chen saw that Brother Meng had a will to die, and said seriously, "My name is Chen Chen"

"Good! Good! Good!" Meng Ge laughed three times and stood up fiercely, sharpening the spear with his flesh and blood!

The moon wolf spear pierced through the chest, splashing a cloud of blood.

"This Khan was born bravely, and he should die bravely! Never beg for mercy! The name of the Great Khan cannot be insulted!" With a roar, Meng Ge backed up a few steps with all his strength, and staggered back to the big tent of the Chinese army. He took his last breath.

A generation of Khan passed away...

Outside Xiangyang City, a large number of Mongolian troops were stationed, and lanterns and torches illuminated the night sky as if it were daytime.There is a high platform in the center of the barracks, which is more than ten feet high and is at the same level as Xiangyang City.

There are two people standing proudly on the high platform, one of them is dressed in imperial clothes and looks about 30 years old, and he is a handsome and extraordinary man with a heroic figure.The other person is a white-haired old man with a strong figure and falcon-like eyes. His whole body is full of hostility, giving people a strong oppressive force.

At this moment, the two are looking at the city of Xiangyang.

On the head of Xiangyang City, a group of heroes from all walks of life, headed by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, were also looking towards the opposite high platform.

Guo Jing was over fifty at this time, and his honest temperament became more and more calm.When he saw the face of the man in the royal uniform, he couldn't help but feel sad, and said in a deep voice, "Which son are you Torrean?"

Hearing this, the man in royal clothes bowed to Guo Jing from afar, and said loudly, "My nephew's name is Borjijin Xu Liewu, and he is the third son of my father Tuolei. If I have a Chinese name, my uncle can call me Si Hanfei."

"Sihanfei, Sihanfei..." Guo Jing muttered a few words, his eyes suddenly brightened and stared at Sihanfei, and shouted, "You are worthy of being the direct descendant of Genghis Khan, you have great ambition!"

"Song loses its deer, and the whole world chases after it! Why not?"

Si Hanfei didn't explain, and continued to talk eloquently, "Now I am in Mongolia with iron hoofs running across the world, looking down on the world. This is also my destiny. Uncle is not only my father's An Da, but also my aunt Princess Huazheng's golden sword son-in-law. He was even entrusted by Genghis Khan with the important task of commanding our Mongolian army to destroy Khwarazmo. I think my uncle knows the strength of my Mongolian cavalry better than anyone else..."

After a slight pause, Si Hanfei smiled lightly, and said, "After all, we are not outsiders. Guo Daxia is not only my uncle, but also my uncle."

When Guo Jing heard Si Hanfei mentioning Princess Huazheng, he couldn't help but feel hot.The most regrettable thing in his life is Princess Huazheng's deep friendship to him.

Guo Jing opened his mouth, but before he could answer, Huang Rong stepped in and said, "You're talking nonsense! What about uncle and uncle? It's two armies fighting at this time, how can you allow children to have an affair. Yellow-mouthed children, don't talk nonsense!"

Guo Jing understood Huang Rong's thoughts, she must have been reminded of some old things by Si Hanfei's words, she didn't know what to do for a while, so she could only keep silent.