"Ci'en is suppressed by me now. In the future, when my apprentice grows up, he will suppress him again. Hehe, with my master and apprentice, and Guo Jing and Huang Rong alive, what does a mere Iron Palm Gang mean?"

Master Yideng was worried about Ci'en, but Yang Xingzhou didn't take it seriously: "Only when a man sacrifices his life for the country is his life in this world in vain. How can you achieve great achievements through the ages if you don't have hostility?"

Ci En was filled with murderous intent and was once again aroused, saying: "That's right! Great achievements for thousands of years are all in killing people!"

Without hesitation, he said to Yang Xingzhou: "Master Yang, I will summon the brothers from the Iron Palm Gang to join forces with your Ming Cult, and we will have a good fight!"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Okay, this is what you call a good man!"

Ci'en bowed to Yideng, turned around and walked out of the house, saying as he walked: "When the Iron Palm Gang is reorganized, we will meet up with Master Yang again."

Yideng has been teaching Ci En for more than ten years and has been trying to persuade him to do good. At this moment, Yang Xingzhou turned more than ten years of hard work into water with just a few words. Even though he was a well-educated man and rarely used to anger, he still felt disappointed and lost.

Yang Xingzhou had a very bad impression, and thought to himself: "They all teach and practice evil ways. This leader Yang really looks like a big devil. He was bewitched by external demons, so much so that Ci En's practice for more than ten years was destroyed in one day!"

However, Yang Xingzhou has no bad deeds. Master Yideng is saving people again this time. I can’t say how much he dislikes Yang Xingzhou. He just doesn’t agree with his way of doing things. But everyone has their own destiny, and he is not that good.

Add blame.

He was currently taking pulses and diagnosing the poisoned people. He also dabbled in medical skills, but he was not enough to prepare an antidote for love flower poison. If he used Xuan Gong and used Yi Yang Finger, he could save a person.

It's just that it takes a lot of energy to use the Yang Finger. With Yi Deng's cultivation at this time, he can save one person, but not two. It is far less reliable than medicine to save people. On the contrary, Jin Lun Dharma King is proficient in medical theory and has great medical skills.

With unique insights, he and Yang Xingzhou inspired and communicated with each other, and both of them benefited a lot. At the same time.

After Master Yideng waited for two or three days in Jueqing Valley, his junior brother Tianzhu Monk still did not come to Jueqing Valley. It stands to reason that although Tianzhu Monk does not understand martial arts, with Zhu Ziliu's company, he should not encounter any danger on the road.

But waiting for a long time without arriving is ultimately worrying.

When everyone was worried, Wei Bianjue hurried to the Jueqing Valley and reported to Yang Xingzhou: "Master, the Mongols have sent troops to Xiangyang! The Tianzhu holy monk happened to encounter a group of robbing officers and soldiers, Zhu Ziliu and the holy monk.

All the monks have been captured!"

Yang Xingzhou was startled, glanced at Jinlun Dharma King, and said with a smile: "Dharma King, it's your turn to step forward!"

Although Jinlun Dharma King's love flower poison has not been cured at this time, the hidden wounds suffered by Gongsun Zhi's sneak attack have almost healed. Hearing that the Tianzhu holy monk was arrested, he was also surprised and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Yes, it's not appropriate.

Chi, I will go and rescue this senior brother right now."

Yang Xingzhou said: "Let's go together!"

King Jinlun was shocked and said: "Master Yang, I am the Mongolian master. It will not be a problem to save a few people. You are from the Song Dynasty. If you follow me to the Golden Tent, it will be too dangerous."

Yang Xingzhou said: "It doesn't matter, just tell them that I am your new disciple."

Jinlun Dharma King had no choice but to walk out of Jueqing Valley with Yang Xingzhou and walked towards Xiangyang City. They turned out of Shan'ao and ran for several miles until they reached the main road. However, they saw dust flying and flags covering the sky. It turned out to be a large group of Mongolian soldiers heading south.

, the iron bow and the long sword are as powerful as the waves.

The two cavalrymen saw Yang Xingzhou and Jinlun Dharma King watching on the roadside. Jinlun Dharma King just returned the favor. Yang Xingzhou's fire horse was really majestic. At first glance, they became greedy. Although they saw Jinlun Dharma King wearing a Tibetan robe,

But he had no scruples. He bent his bow and arrow at Yang Xingzhou, and fired several arrows in a row, hitting Yang Xingzhou's chest and face.

Yang Xingzhou was furious, took out the iron spear from the victory hook, pushed away the arrows, and urged the horse forward. In an instant, he was in front of these cavalry, took up a gun, and stabbed the knight who was shooting the arrow to death. Then the spear danced, left

They clashed with each other and killed dozens of people in just a matter of seconds.

After he received the Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong taught by Jin Lun Dharma King, he had reached the fifth level in just over ten days and was about to reach the sixth level.

After doing this, his physical strength more than doubled. The iron gun in his hand was as light as nothing. When he swung it, it turned into a ball of black air. No one was left alive wherever the iron gun passed.

Jin Lun Dharma King saw that he was like a sharp knife, cutting through the waves among the officers and soldiers, turning into a line of fire, directly killing the thousands of people, and walked away. He was surprised and helpless, and thought to himself: "Say

Okay, you are my apprentice, now you kill people and leave, how can you pretend?"

When he was helpless, a group of prairie knights had surrounded him. Everyone looked unkind. Jinlun Dharma King shouted: "I am Jinlun National Master, take me to see the prince!"

Among the group of officers and soldiers, there was a leader who had seen Jinlun Dharma King before. He was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed to Jinlun Dharma King. Then he accompanied Jinlun Dharma King and walked towards the center of the army.

Let's talk about Yang Xingzhou. After killing the grassland officers and soldiers in a rage, he did not look back and ran to the front of Xiangyang City. He saw that the gate of the city had been surrounded by grassland soldiers. The attackers and defenders were fighting.

Zhenglie.

Yang Xingzhou thought to himself: "I haven't fought with anyone for many days, and my marksmanship is rusty. It's better to kill a group of people first to practice it. If you can't beat them, just run away!"

He immediately urged his horse forward and rushed into the crowd of officers and soldiers on the grassland single-handedly. At this moment, his gun was heavy and his horse was fast. Like a burning red flame, he quickly rushed towards the camp from the side of the grassland soldiers. No one could stop the officers and soldiers along the way.

He made a move.

At this time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were standing at the top of the city with many martial arts heroes commanding the battle. Suddenly, they saw a red line appearing in the enemy camp at the northeast corner. As fast as lightning, it cut through the waves among tens of thousands of prairie cavalry and quickly headed towards the enemy.

The military camp is approaching.

Guo Jing was shocked, turned to look at Huang Rong, and said, "Is this Brother Yang?"

Huang Rong said: "Apart from Leader Yang's Red Flame Dragon Horse, whose horse can run so fast?"

Guo Jing's blood boiled when he saw it, and he said: "He... what is he going to do? Is he going to pick off these tens of thousands of troops single-handedly?"

At this time, all the soldiers guarding the city in Xiangyang City also saw Yang Xingzhou charging towards him, and they all started making noises. Even the Mongolian cavalry had noticed something unusual. Amidst the sound of the horn, some knights reined in their horses and charged towards Yang Xingzhou.

Yang Xingzhou was unafraid and rode his horse like flying. In the chaos of the army, the enemy's arrows could not be used. Although there were tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, only five or six people actually fought against Yang Xingzhou. They could not pose a threat to Yang Xingzhou at all, especially the fire.

The horses were so fast that Yang Xingzhou, one man and one horse, had already passed through before the soldiers in front could even react.

Blood splattered all the way, and in all directions, the grassland soldiers and the people on top of Xiangyang City made a loud noise, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the man and horse who were charging.
Chapter completed!