"It's not a threat, it's just a matter of fact," Fang Yeyu continued. "What's more, although Master's kung fu is high, he's not invincible. For example, our Emperor's Tutor Ba Siba and my Master's Evil Master Pang Ban. Master may not be able to defeat any one of them, not to mention our Khan's great mastery of kung fu. Even my Master is ashamed of his inferiority."
The news about Temujin practicing demonic arts was all hearsay. Now that it was confirmed by an insider, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a shadow cast over his heart. Temujin's kung fu was even higher than Ba Siba and Pang Ban. What kind of existence was Temujin now?
Seeing him fall into silence, Fang Yeyu couldn't help but be overjoyed. "Master is a god-like figure, of course you can distinguish between the pros and cons. When we return to our country, we will definitely put in a good word for you and Master in front of the Khan."
What awaited him was a flash of cold light. Fang Yeyu tried to raise his halberd to block the opponent's weapon, but his reaction was a step too slow. Looking down at the long sword in his throat, his face was full of disbelief. "Wh … why?" He couldn't understand why Fang Yeyu would choose to kill him despite knowing how powerful Mongolia was. Wasn't he afraid of bringing disaster to Goryeo?
"Since Mongolia is so strong, I naturally have to get rid of a few of your minions first." Even if Fu Cailin was here, he wouldn't believe Fang Yeyu's nonsense. Would he go back and pretend nothing had happened? Putting in a good word for Goryeo? That would be lying to a three-year-old. It was more likely that they would go back and slander Temujin, then send troops to take revenge.
Moreover, Song Qingshu wasn't Fu Cailin, so he didn't need to care about Goryeo's life or death.
Although Fang Yeyu's kung fu was good, he was still a bit away from the realm of grandmasters. However, in Song Qingshu's eyes, he was more important than masters like Shuiyue Headmaster. No matter how good Shuiyue Headmaster was, he was still just a lackey. Fang Yeyu, on the other hand, was a real threat. Although killing him wouldn't be as exaggerated as cutting off an arm of Mongolia, it would still save him a lot of trouble in the future.
"My master will avenge me …" Fang Yeyu felt that all the strength in his body was rapidly draining away, and his heart was filled with extreme fear. He had always been proud of his literary and military skills, and in the future, he would make great contributions in Mongolia and would definitely become a great figure whose name would go down in history. But he did not expect that he would die here quietly like this. He hated it so much, and he could not accept it!
"Demon Master Pang Ban? Sooner or later, I'll have to fight him. "Song Qingshu sheathed his sword as a thick killing intent flashed in his eyes.
An arrow of blood spurted out, and Fang Yeyu fell heavily to the ground, no longer able to speak.
At the side, Xu Lie Wu panicked. Seeing the experts under his command being killed one by one, and now even Fang Yeyu had died, he couldn't help but feel his limbs turn cold. "Don't come over!"
"Isn't your martial arts very high? Why don't you go up and fight with him?" Madame Zhen, who was standing beside him, smiled happily. She didn't expect this so-called assassin to be able to cause any trouble. She didn't expect him to be so skilled in martial arts. He had actually massacred the Mongolian side yard. Seeing her former enemies die one by one, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. It should be known that she had tried to kill these people countless times over the years, but she had never succeeded.
"Shut up, b * tch!" Xu Lie Wu scolded. At the same time, he felt some regret in his heart. Speaking of which, he also had the strength of a weak Grandmaster. If he had joined forces with those people just now, instead of fighting them one by one like before, he might have been able to stop the opponent. But who knew that this person's martial arts were so terrifying?
"Is your martial arts very high?" Thinking of his usual arrogant manner, Song Qingshu only felt a violent killing intent surge in his heart. He frowned slightly. What was wrong with him? Why did he feel like he couldn't control his emotions? Could it be that he had killed too many people just now?
"With my insignificant skills, I naturally don't dare to be compared to you, Master. I wonder what conditions the Master has in order to let me go?" Even though Xu Lie Wu was skilled in martial arts, at this moment, in the face of a life and death crisis, he found that his hands and feet were not listening to him. He couldn't use any of them at all.
In the end, he was afraid that if he attacked, he would be like those people just now, directly "taking the initiative" to collide with the tip of the opponent's sword. If that happened, everything would really be over. Bean Book City
He had many soldiers and generals under his command. He had conquered countless countries and was the most powerful person in the world. He had countless beautiful concubines at home and a great country that he hadn't had the time to enjoy. He didn't want to die here like this.
As for directly surrendering, he didn't feel the slightest psychological burden. It should be known that when the Great Khan started out, he was also very weak. Temporary tolerance was not something unacceptable.
"Let you go?" Song Qingshu's eyes flashed. It was as if there was a voice in his heart that kept urging him to kill him. Kill him, and then he wouldn't have to go back on his words.
But Song Qingshu also knew very well that as one of the few surviving grandchildren of the Mongolian Great Khan, and as a prince who controlled nearly one-fifth of the Mongolian forces, if he died in Xingqing Prefecture, it would inevitably bring endless military disaster to the Western Xia.
"Your martial arts are already so high. Why are you still afraid of this and that? Don't you feel aggrieved living like this?" Song Qingshu only felt that there was an invisible little person in his ear constantly mocking and urging him.
"Shut up!" Even with the mask covering his face, Song Qingshu's expression was still very ferocious. He directly kicked at Xu Liewu's head. If this kick landed, it would explode like a watermelon.
Mu Wanqing, Li Qinglu, Yelu Nanxian, and the others suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as the common people of Xingqing Prefecture that he usually saw. Song Qingshu suddenly changed the direction of his foot and directly stepped on Xu Liewu's knee.
"Ah!" Xu Liewu clutched his legs and rolled on the ground. He struggled and wailed with all his might. He himself was an expert, and he knew that his legs had been completely shattered.
"Death can be avoided, but punishment cannot be forgiven." Song Qingshu left these words coldly and quickly turned to leave. He felt that his mind was extremely unstable at this moment. He was worried that if he stayed here, he would really not be able to control himself and kill Xu Liewu on impulse.
Suddenly, he frowned and directly grabbed back. Madam Zhen had already been sucked into his hand. At this moment, she was holding a dagger. It turned out that when she saw Xu Liewu lying on the ground without any strength to resist, she directly grabbed a weapon from the ground and stabbed it towards Xu Liewu's chest.
"I've already let him go, and you still want to kill him?" Song Qingshu's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely unkind.
"I … I have a deep hatred for him." Madam Zhen felt her heart palpitate when he looked at her. Just now, she had seen how he had easily killed so many Mongolian experts as if there was no one there.
"He can't die, at least not now." Song Qingshu said coldly. He was worried that Madam Zhen would cause trouble if she stayed here, so he directly grabbed her by the shoulder and left the Mongolian Embassy.
On the way, Song Qingshu felt the blood in his body churning violently. There was an indescribable killing intent in his body, as if the slaughter just now was far from enough. He was no stranger to this kind of situation. This was not the first time the inner demons of the Zen of Joy had appeared. At this moment, he needed to completely vent all the evil in his body. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
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