"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish." Temujin had already calmed down after a brief moment of shock. He had seen all kinds of situations over the years, and there was no way he would show any fear in front of so many of his subordinates. "Since Peerless City has chosen to surrender, I will naturally treat them well. If they choose to resist stubbornly, then don't blame me for being merciless."
"But in the end, you still killed Dugu Yifang." Dugu Seeker of Defeat looked at him indifferently.
Temujin laughed heartily, his voice full of arrogance and heroism: "So what? His stubbornness is his way of seeking death."
"In my opinion, this is also what you deserve," Dugu Seeker of Defeat said.
"Right now, in my camp, who knows who will be the one to die!" Temujin sneered. With a wave of his hand, the Mongolian soldiers who had not reacted earlier were now ready. They all nocked their arrows, and in an instant, a terrifying rain of arrows filled the sky.
Dugu Seeker of Defeat still did not move an inch. The shadow of the giant sword stood in front of him, and any arrows that got within three feet of him were either deflected or turned into dust.
Song Qingshu was secretly impressed, but he knew very well that any master facing a rain of arrows like this would have a problem of endurance.
After all, blocking so many arrows consumed a lot of internal energy. In the long run, the internal energy recovery rate would not be able to keep up with the consumption rate, and the master would definitely be exhausted to death.
But the army was made up of people, not machines. They could not keep shooting arrows non-stop. If there was a slight moment of relaxation, the master would have a chance to escape.
As expected, after three rounds of arrows, both the power and the number of arrows that were fired had decreased. Dugu Seeker of Defeat moved. With one step, he appeared near the archers. With a wave of the giant sword in his hand, the group of archers was instantly routed.
At this moment, another group of Mongolian soldiers moved. Each of them held a gun and fired at the figure. The barrel of the gun spat out countless sparks.
"Huh?" Dugu Seeker of Defeat had obviously not seen this kind of weapon before, but his natural instinct as a master told him to give up on taking it head-on. Instead, he dodged to the side.
At this moment, there was a loud bang.
Song Qingshu swallowed his saliva. They had even taken out cannons. These were Galdan's troops that had surrendered previously. The Mongolians were indeed very efficient. In such a short time, they had already taken them in. Ordinary people might not be able to see the trajectory of the cannonball, but Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was not one of them. With a wave of his sleeve, he caught the cannonball with a gentle force and threw it back.
Boom!
The Mongolian artillery camp was instantly blasted into a bloody mess. The camels were frightened and ran away in panic. The camp was in chaos.
Temujin knew that he could not continue like this. Just now, he had watched coldly from the sidelines, and he felt a little more confident, so he made his move.
While Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was dealing with the cannonball, the sea of blood and countless white bones wrapped around him. The sea of blood was like a giant python that coiled around his body. The white bones and skulls in the sea of blood were like demons from hell, opening their mouths and trying to bite him.
Everyone in the Mongolian camp cheered. But halfway through the cheers, the shadow of a giant sword suddenly swelled up and rushed out of the sea of blood. Countless sword auras spread out in all directions, smashing the sea of blood and white bones into pieces. Countless tents nearby were flipped over, and the Mongolian soldiers who did not manage to dodge in time exploded into clouds of blood mist.
Temujin spat out a mouthful of blood. Due to the battle with Song Qingshu and the injuries caused by the Tongtian Witch Bomb in the Shaman Sect's secret tunnel, his strength had not fully recovered. Now that his sea of blood and bones had been destroyed by the enemy, his injuries were naturally not light.
Dugu Seeking-For-Loss said coldly, "Who would have thought that there are still people who practice the Kung Fu of the Heavenly Demon. To create a sea of blood of this scale, who knows how many lives must have been slaughtered. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens."
As he finished speaking, he walked towards Temujin step by step. Although his steps looked slow, he covered a distance of several dozen feet in the blink of an eye. The Mongolians were shocked. Countless guards of the Great Khan rushed forward, and at the same time, many of the Mongolian experts led by Ba Siba also rushed forward. Ali Buge also asked the experts of the Prince's Mansion to help.
But no one was a match for Dugu Seeking-For-Loss. They all spat out blood and retreated. Only Ba Siba lasted a little longer. With the protection of the Lotus Seal and the counterattack of the God Vanquishing Palm, he created a lot of trouble for the enemy.
Although Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was strong, it was not easy for him to advance under the blockade of so many experts.
Song Qingshu pretended to rush forward, but his eyes were on Temujin. He saw that Temujin had picked up the Sulu Rod, but it was obvious that his cultivation level was much lower than usual.
"Should I gamble with him now?" Song Qingshu was a little tempted. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Damn it, let's shoot him!
His eyes turned serious. Just as he was about to make his move, a clear voice suddenly rang out in the air. "Little Condor, you're messing around again."
Song Qingshu was shocked. He looked at the green figure on the flagpole not far away in disbelief.
"How can it be her?"
Her green robe fluttered, making her look even more petite and delicate. The green bamboo stick in her hand was especially eye-catching. It was the mysterious sheep-raising girl, Ah-Qing.
Dugu Seeking-For-Loss sent the surrounding experts flying with one strike. When he saw Ah-Qing, his calm face darkened. "Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven, how many times have I told you not to call me by that name?"
"Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven?" Song Qingshu was surprised. He had indeed heard of such a legend in his previous life, but he was still shocked that Ah-Qing was really the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven.
"But your name is not as nice as Little Condor." Ah-Qing suddenly looked around. "Hey, where's that silly condor next to you?"
"Back then, you would come and pluck its feathers from time to time, so of course it ran away." Whenever Dugu Seeking-For-Loss talked about this past, he always felt like gnashing his teeth.
"That's a pity. Calculating the time, its feathers should have recovered by now." Ah-Qing said with some regret.
Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was speechless. He was too lazy to pay attention to this heartless crazy woman and directly swung his sword at Temujin. He had not forgotten why he was here.
Temujin held the tulu in his hand, surrounded by a sea of blood and bones. He looked at the giant sword coming at him as if he was facing a great enemy.
At this moment, a green sword aura swung over and pushed the giant sword to the side.
Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was furious. "Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven, do you really want to go against me?"
At this moment, the originally innocent Ah-Qing's eyes suddenly became cold and dignified. "Dugu Seeking-For-Loss, you should have broken through the void a long time ago and left this world. You shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the world."
Song QingShu looked at the green-clothed girl on the flagpole in bewilderment. Was this still the innocent sheep-raising girl who called him "Big Brother" in his impression?
At this moment, she was holy and dignified, as if all living things in the world were nothing but ants in her eyes.
Dugu Seeking-For-Loss frowned. "I'll leave after I kill this guy!"
Ah-Qing shook her head. "He has great luck protecting him. He should be the emperor of this world. You can't kill him."
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