For a moment, the entire Mongolian camp was in chaos.
Fear rose in their hearts. They were all afraid that they would be the next to be killed. Fear began to spread and could not be stopped!
Some of the cavalrymen could not control the fear of death. They turned around and retreated into the distance.
With someone taking the lead, all the cavalrymen followed closely behind. In their nervousness, it was naturally impossible to maintain their formation and order!
In an instant, the entire Mongolian camp was in chaos. It was inevitable that there would be bumps and collisions. There were dozens of cavalrymen who were trampled to death by the cavalrymen!
When Zhao Min saw the frightened Mongolian cavalrymen, her expression turned ugly. However, she did not say anything. Even she felt the pain from such a loss.
Although the people from the five sects did not say anything, they were overjoyed. The more Mongolian cavalrymen died, the better it would be for them.
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In the training field, the force of Mu Qingxiao's Tianshan Yin Yang Palm was naturally shifted to another place by Zhang Wuji using Heaven and Earth Great Shift. That was also the reason for the explosion just now!
The force of that move was too terrifying. Shifting it to another place was already his limit. He could not control the direction and position at all. It would not be surprising if it exploded under Zhao Min's feet just now.
Killing a group of Mongolian cavalrymen was already a blessing in disguise.
The force had indeed been shifted away, but Zhang Wuji had also paid a price!
Even if he had cultivated Heaven and Earth Great Shift to the seventh level and Nine Yang Sutra to perfection, the force of a Golden Core was not something that he could easily shift.
The blood flowing down from the corner of his mouth was the best proof!
At that moment, a hint of fear rose in Zhang Wuji's heart. The result of that move just now could be seen.
Others might not be able to see it, but Zhang Wuji knew it very well!
Mu Qingxiao had only used a casual move, and he had used all his strength. More importantly, in order to shift the force just now, he was heavily injured. His organs were displaced, and it was difficult for him to continue fighting!
Zhang Wuji was filled with hatred. His heart was filled with unwillingness!
He really couldn't understand why Mu Qingxiao's strength was so shocking. He had already reached the peak in terms of internal energy and martial arts, but why couldn't he even take a casual move from Mu Qingxiao? He couldn't accept it!
Zhang Wuji wanted to run away, but his body's condition did not allow him to do so. Not to mention Mu Qingxiao, the martial arts sects of the Central Plains would not allow it either.
When Zhao Min noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Wuji, who was in the middle of the training field, she raised her eyebrows and hurried to his side. With a worried expression on her face, she asked, "Wuji, are you alright?"
"Pu!"
Hearing Zhao Min's words, Zhang Wuji, who was regulating his breathing, could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and his eyes were not as bright as before.
"Wuji, Wuji, are you alright?!"
Zhao Min quickly supported Zhang Wuji, who was on the verge of collapsing. Her eyes were filled with worry and confusion. She could not quite understand it. Didn't he say that he was confident just now? Why was he so heavily injured after exchanging a single blow?
She might not be as good as Mu Qingxiao in terms of martial arts, but anyone could tell that Zhang Wuji's injuries were extremely severe.
Zhang Wuji's middle finger and index finger continuously pressed on various major acupoints in his body. He was barely able to suppress his injuries for a while. However, this was only temporary. He clearly knew that if he didn't ask Zhao Min for help, his life would most likely end here.
"Min Min, that bastard Mu Qingxiao is too strong, and his strength is very strange. I was careless for a moment, and I fell into his trap. Right now, I'm heavily injured. Hurry up and have the Mongolian cavaliers and the ten great players work together. Otherwise, if he works together with the other sects, the consequences will be unimaginable. It will be an endless source of trouble for Mongolia!"
There was another reason why Zhang Wuji said those words, and that was to silence everyone. If the Chinese martial artists left, the news of him joining the Mongolians would definitely spread through the world, and at that time, his reputation and status would be in danger!
When she heard Zhang Wuji's answer, Zhao Min was shocked. It was just as she had guessed. He was heavily injured right now, and what was going on? They were both grandmasters, so why was the difference between them so great?
She did not dare to think about it, or else, it would really be as Zhang Wuji said, and the consequences would be unimaginable. She quickly gave orders to the Mongolian camp.
"Listen to my orders. Don't care about the price. Immediately kill all the Chinese martial artists here. Don't let anyone escape. Xuanming Elders and the other elites, be in charge of holding back Mu Qingxiao!"
When they heard Zhao Min's orders, Xuanming Elders looked at each other. They no longer hesitated and jumped down from their horses. The other elites followed behind them, and the Mongolian cavaliers surrounded Heavenly Eagle's training ground.
When the five sects saw this, they glared at Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji with resentful expressions.
Song Yuanqiao was filled with grief and indignation. He said angrily, "How ruthless! Zhang Wuji, you don't deserve to be my fifth brother's son! You've disappointed us too much! You've disappointed Wudang Sect too much!"
"Amitabha. There are nearly seven thousand Mongolian cavaliers surrounding us from all directions, and we only have around one hundred people. If we're surrounded, we'll definitely die!" Master Kong Wen's tone was incredibly solemn, and he stared at the Mongolian cavaliers.
At that moment, Xuanming Elders and the other elites had already surrounded Mu Qingxiao. They wanted to stall for time and buy time for the Mongolian cavaliers to kill the Chinese martial artists!
As the Mongolian elites' iron hooves clattered against the ground, the ground trembled slightly, and thick smoke rolled out from under their feet. With great murderous intent, they slowly surrounded the area.
The sects were in a passive position, and the higher-ups were incredibly anxious. They knew that Mu Qingxiao had been held back, and the cavaliers were not people they could handle. Even so, they still drew their longswords and were prepared to fight to the death!
At the same time, Mu Qingxiao completely ignored the ten Mongolian elites blocking his path. He cast a glance at Zhao Min, and a devilish smile appeared on his lips.
"Do you think that you're very smart? That everything is under your control? Or do you think that I'm an idiot who will allow you to summon the Mongolian army and place myself in danger? "
When she heard Mu Qingxiao's words, Zhao Min scowled, and a bad feeling rose in her heart. He was right. At that time, he had the ability to stop her from releasing the signal flare, but he ignored her actions!
'Does he think that he can kill seven thousand Mongolian cavaliers with his own strength? That's just a fantasy!'
The more Zhao Min thought about it, the more she felt that something was off. She could not help but blurt out, "Mu Qingxiao, what do you mean?"
At that moment, the pale Zhang Wuji coughed up another mouthful of blood. He quickly said, "Min Min, don't waste your breath with him. Hurry up and kill these people."
Mu Qingxiao cast a glance at Zhang Wuji. In the past, he hated Zhang Wuji, and it was just a thought, but now, he hated him completely. He joined the Mongolians, and he was practically the scum of the Chinese world of martial artists!
"Do you know why I kept you alive until now? With my strength, killing you is the same as killing chickens."
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