Zeng Yunfeng held the sword in his left hand in front of his chest, looked slightly slanted with his left eye, "Monk, I'm going to take action."

Sanger's expression was very indifferent. At this moment, everyone felt a strong pressure spread from Zeng Yunfeng's body. Even Sanger frowned unconsciously.

At this moment, everyone saw a silver light suddenly leaking, and suddenly the city tower collapsed half a square, and half of the monk standing on the city tower was cut off, revealing his bronze body, full of blood marks.

The monk's left hand trembled slightly, stood in front of his chest, bowed to him and said, "Leader Ying, good kung fu! But, it's a pity!"

If the monk had not seen such a miserable appearance, everyone would not know what had happened just now, but the blood-red concubine of Zeng Yunfeng's sword that had been unsheathed showed everything.

He had just drawn the sword, and it was so fast that everyone couldn't react and couldn't see his movements clearly.

"Monk, you have some means!"

Zeng Yunfeng's internal strength was condensed into a sword, but he did not even cut off the monk. It can be seen that the monk had some foundation.

"It's not polite to come but not come!" As he said that, the monk pressed his right hand towards Zeng Yunfeng.

Everyone suddenly felt an inexplicable aura coming, as if a Buddha was murmuring in the sky chanting the Buddha's name.

"Tanka Prajna Seal!" Zhang Sanfeng whispered, and Song Yuanqiao beside him asked unconsciously: "What is the Prajna Seal..."

Zhang Sanfeng did not directly answer Song Yuanqiao, but continued: "Didn't it mean it was lost?"

Looking at the palm that came over, Zeng Yunfeng punched the palm of the palm, and the space shook, and the city tower that had just been cut off suddenly shattered.

The tiles of the roof beams and ridges suddenly flew around, and Qin Lu murmured from the side: "Damn, this is worth ten cannons."

These first two moves were just a test of Zeng Yunfeng and Sanger.

The moment Zeng Yunfeng met his fists and palms, his body suddenly stretched out, and the concubine in his hand suddenly waved forward, and then another cross-cut.

Even though they were far away, everyone could hear a buzzing sound, which was a sword roar, and the monk's finger was clamped on the tip of Feiran's sword.

"I'm so brave!" Zeng Yunfeng paused the sword in his hand slightly, and the monk suddenly felt his arm numb.

Suddenly, blood sprinkled. An arm was slashed into the air.

At this moment, a Tantric handprint pointed at Zeng Yunfeng's chest.

"Be careful!" Everyone muttered silently in their hearts. Even if their martial arts skills were not as good as they were, it could be seen that the monk was quite thoughtful.

You should know that now, Zeng Yunfeng's life is much more valuable than this old monk, and Zeng Yunfeng's life is even more related to the overall situation of the entire Central Plains.

Zhang Sanfeng in the distance paused slightly under his feet and suddenly leaned forward, "Master! You!"

"You are here, I'll go up and take a look." Zhang Sanfeng pointed his feet gently and jumped up.

However, there was no stop on the city tower for a moment. The things that everyone was worried about did not happen at all. The monk's hand had not yet been printed on Zeng Yunfeng's chest, but he had already been kicked.

Zeng Yunfeng raised his right foot and kicked the monk in the chest, and the monk flew backwards.

"I'm stupid when I look at you chanting Buddha's name!"

Zeng Yunfeng used another sword with his backhand, pushing the sword with his left hand and stabbing Sange's chest. Sange suddenly held Feiran with his right hand, and blood immediately seeped out of his palm.

"How brave are you, and you dare to capture my sword!"

Monk Sange looked at Zeng Yunfeng and grinned slightly, but suddenly rushed forward. Fei Ran suddenly pierced into his right chest, penetrated his right lung, and penetrated his back.

Zeng Yunfeng was shocked, this monk was so nervous!

The monk was only half an inch away from Zeng Yunfeng at this time, and the two of them were almost facing each other.

Sanger smiled grimly, "Hahaha, Ying Wugui, you finally miscalculated." As the monk said that, his right hand had already grabbed Zeng Yunfeng's arm.

However, Zeng Yunfeng's sword was inserted into the monk's chest, and a stagnant force trapped the sword on his shoulder and could not pull it out.

Zeng Yunfeng suddenly slapped Sange's left chest with a palm, and Sange pointed forward and pointed at Zeng Yunfeng's palm.

"Huanyin Finger? Who is Cheng Kun?" Zeng Yunfeng.

"It's useless to say more!" But the monk's hand grabbed Zeng Yunfeng's left arm tightly and refused to let him leave.

Zeng Yunfeng's fist palms made several blows on Sanger's body.

Sanger's lips and teeth were covered with blood, and he grinned, but he was tragic but ferocious, "It's useless. The dragon and elephant power made you unable to kill me for a moment. There were tens of thousands of pounds of gunpowder under the city tower. The Emperor asked me to leave Dadu, but I didn't want me to go back. The moment I saw you, I knew I couldn't go back."

"However, it is not in vain to be able to go here with famous masters in the Central Plains. It is just the same as you, the devil! Hahahaha!"

As he was speaking, a roar came from the city tower, and the entire city tower suddenly exploded, and Zhang Sanfeng's steps suddenly stopped.

The generals next to them were disbelief. Looking at the collapsed city tower, flying bricks and stones, and the collapsed city gate in the middle of the city tower, everyone was stunned.

"The Lord!"

"The Lord!"

"Leader!"

"Leader!"

Zhu'er, who was standing below, suddenly burst into tears in her eyes. She knew that she should not feel sorry for the evil man Ying Wugui, but for some reason, tears just flew out unconsciously.

Tengxian Mongolian Central Army Camp.

King Chahan of Ruyang looked at the letter in his hand and sighed, "The hero of Ying Wugui's generation actually died under such a stingy method."

King Chahan of Ruyang continued, "But it's okay, he's dead! Otherwise, we can only retreat outside the pass."

"The soldiers retreat fifty miles. Since they want to fight, let them fight, let them fight well, fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death."

Facing the city tower that had been covered with rubble and blood, everyone could no longer see any hope.

The generals gathered together and looked at each other.

"What should I do now? The helm leader doesn't know whether he lives or dies."

"It goes without saying that it's all blown into a foam, only a sword and a few star iron orders are left, or life or death?"

"You fucking fart, the helm leader will never die!" Ma Ning's eyes were red when he rushed back.

"Everyone say less. Now that the leader of the alliance is not here, let's talk about what to do? The Mongolian army is right in front of you!" Ma Rong stood up and said.

"We all advised the leader not to go. Now we are really being plotted by others." Qin Lu sighed.

"What should I do now? Don't talk nonsense."

At this time, Zhu'er stood up and raised her hands high.

"The leader has a legacy!"

Everyone looked at her, and then everyone realized that this person is the only master who can truly possess the Star Iron Order, and she is the commander.
Chapter completed!