"It's not a threat, it's just telling the facts." Fang Yeyu continued, "What's more, although the masters are powerful in martial arts, they are not invincible, such as our emperor Ba Siba, and my master magician Pang Ban. Even a master alone may not be able to win, let alone us who have achieved great feats, even my master is ashamed of himself."
The previous news about Temujin's practice of magic arts was just hearsay, but now that they have been confirmed by their insiders, Song Qingshu couldn't help but cast a shadow in his heart. His martial arts are higher than that of Basiba and Pang Ban. What is Temujin now? What kind of existence
Seeing him fall into silence, Fang Yeyu couldn't help being overjoyed: "Master is a fairy-like figure, so he can naturally distinguish the pros and cons. After we return to our country, we will definitely speak a few words of kindness for your country and the master in front of the Great Khan."
What was waiting for him was a little bit of cold star. When Fang Yeyu was horrified, he tried to raise his halberds to brace the opponent's weapon, but his reaction was slow after all. He looked down at the long sword stuck in his throat, with an expression of disbelief on his face: " Why... what?" He couldn't figure out why the other party knew that Mongolia was so powerful, but chose to kill him so unwisely, wasn't he afraid of bringing disaster to Koryo
"Since Mongolia is so strong, I naturally have to get rid of your minions first." Even if Fu Cailin is really here, he will not believe Fang Yeyu's nonsense. ? As for deceiving three-year-old children, it is more likely that they will tell the truth in front of Temujin after they go back, and then take revenge.
What's more, Song Qingshu is not Fu Cailin, and he doesn't need to care about Gao Li's life.
Although Fang Yeyu's martial arts are good, he is still far from the realm of a master. However, in Song Qingshu's eyes, he is more important than a master like Shuiyue Dazong. A resourceful person like Yu is the confidant's trouble. Although killing him is not as exaggerated as breaking Mongolia's arm, it can save a lot of trouble in the future.
"My master will avenge me..." Fang Yeyu felt that the strength in his body was draining quickly, and his heart was terrified. He was confident that he would become a famous person in history if he made contributions in Mongolia in the future. He really hated and couldn't be reconciled to die here so silently!
"Mage Pangban? Sooner or later we will have a fight with him." Song Qingshu withdrew his long sword, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.
A bloody arrow flew out, and Fang Yeyu fell heavily on the ground, unable to speak any more.
Xu Liewu at the side panicked, seeing the masters under his command being killed one by one, and now that even Fang Yeyu was dead, he couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet: "Don't come here!"
"Aren't you very good at martial arts? Why don't you go up and fight him?" Mrs. Zhen who was beside him smiled happily. She didn't expect this so-called assassin to cause any trouble, but she didn't know that his martial arts were so high. She even directly bloodbathed the other Mongolian courtyard, watching her former enemies die one by one, a trace of inexplicable joy rose in her heart. You have to know how many times you have tried to kill these people over the years, but you can't succeed.
"Shut up bitch!" Xu Liewu cursed, and at the same time he felt a little regretful. Speaking of which, he barely had the weak strength of a master. He couldn't stop the opponent, but who knew that this person's martial arts were so terrifying
"Your martial arts are very high?" Thinking of his usual high-spirited appearance, Song Qingshu only felt a violent murderous intent welling up in his heart, and he frowned slightly. What's wrong with him, why did he have an uncontrollable emotion I feel like I killed too much just now
"Little Wang is so humble, so naturally he doesn't dare to compare with the master. I don't know what conditions the master can let me go?" Although Xu Liewu has martial arts skills, he is facing a life-and-death crisis at this time, but he finds that his hands and feet are not in control. Can't do anything at all.
In the final analysis, he was afraid that once he made a move, he would "actively" hit the opponent's sword point like those people just now, and it would really be over.
He has many soldiers under his command, conquered countless countries, is the most powerful person in the world, has countless beautiful concubines in his family, and has no time to enjoy the great country. He doesn't want to die here like this.
As for the direct surrender, he didn't have the slightest psychological burden. It must be known that the strength of the Khan was very weak when he started his career, so temporary tolerance is not unacceptable.
"Let you go?" Song Qingshu's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept urging him to kill him directly.
But Song Qingshu is also very clear that, as one of the few surviving grandsons of the Mongolian Great Khan, and as the powerful prince who controls nearly one-fifth of Mongolia's power, if he dies in Xingqing Mansion, it will definitely bring endless troubles to Xixia. Military disaster.
"Your martial arts are so advanced, you are still afraid of this and that, don't you feel aggrieved by living like this?" Song Qingshu only felt an invisible villain in his ear constantly mocking and urging.
"Shut up!" Despite being covered by a mask, Song Qingshu's face was still grim at this moment, and he kicked Xu Liewu's head directly. If the kick was real, it would burst like a watermelon.
The appearances of Mu Wanqing, Li Qinglu, Yelu Nanxian and others suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as the people in Xingqing Mansion that he saw on weekdays. Song Qingshu suddenly changed the direction of his feet and stepped directly on Xu Liegu. above the knee.
"Ah!" Xu Liewu kept rolling on the ground clutching his legs, struggling desperately and howling, he was a master himself, he knew that his legs had been completely shattered in one blow.
"Death crimes can be avoided, but life crimes are hard to forgive." Song Qingshu left a sentence coldly, then quickly turned and left. He felt that his mind was extremely unstable at this time, and he was worried that staying here could not help but kill Xu Liewu impulsively. up.
Suddenly he frowned, and grabbed his hand back. Mrs. Zhen had already been sucked into his hand, and she was holding a dagger in her hand at this time. Grabbing a weapon from the ground, he stabbed at Xu Liegu's chest.
"I've let him go and you still want to kill him?" Song Qingshu's eyes were red, and his magic was extremely unkind.
"I... I have a deep hatred with him." When he glanced at him, Madam Zhen felt palpitations. She saw that the other party seemed to be in a no-man's land just now, easily killing many Mongolian masters.
"He can't die, at least he can't die now." Song Qingshu said coldly, worried that Mrs. Liu Zhen would have some trouble here, so he grabbed her by the shoulder and left the Mongolian hotel.
Along the way, Song Qingshu only felt that his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and his whole body had an inexplicable killing intent, as if the killing just now was not enough. He was no stranger to this kind of situation, and it was not the first time that the heart demon of Huanxi-Zen method Appeared, at this time he needs to vent his hostility completely, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
The tip of her nose smelled a faint fragrance. Just now, in order to better enjoy the beauty, Xu Liewu had sent someone to bathe and change clothes for Mrs. Zhen. At this time, the white and delicate skin on her chest was not known whether it was due to the water vapor or the result of revenge. Excited a little more pink, the whole person is mature and glamorous, exuding amazing femininity.