The snow is falling heavily.

Heaven and earth are like ovens, and all living beings are fighting to survive.

It's just that in the wilderness on the other side of the river, there are countless military tents lined up, all with burning torches. From a distance, it looks like stars falling into the world, dim and bright, flickering in the wind and snow.

In the center of the Yuan army's camp, inside the main tent, torches were also lit, and the people inside were still not resting.

The night is already deep.

The wind roared outside the tent and the snow drifted.

In the tent, a man sat alone, reading the military manual and thinking about how to conquer Xiangyang.

This city is already an isolated city, and the Song Dynasty is weak. As long as this city is destroyed, the Mongolian cavalry can march straight in, and the world will be settled.

When I thought of this, despite the middle-aged man's taciturn temperament, a faint smile appeared on his face.

But suddenly.

"why are you laughing?"

A cold voice appeared out of thin air like a ghost, light and careless.

The middle-aged man was startled when he heard the sound, but he calmed down immediately. When he raised his eyes, he saw someone strolling in from outside the tent.

"I guess you must be thinking that Xiangyang is going to be ruined, the Song Dynasty is going to be over, and you are going to be promoted and make a fortune, haha!" The visitor was walking barefoot in the snow, with a smile on his face, and his smile was a bit playful.

"Who are you?"

Just tell me who is the commander-in-chief of the Yuan soldiers’ southern expedition?

It was none other than the second disciple of Xiao Qianjue, the best master in Mongolia. His name was Boyan. His archery skills were unparalleled in the world, and his martial arts were also superb. However, he was obsessed with the battlefield and only wanted to make achievements.

Nowadays, it is quite remarkable that the official worships Prime Minister Zuo of Zhongshu, who has full authority to command the southern expedition army. However, the famous man in front of Kublai Khan is a highly respected minister and cannot be overestimated.

Boyan had just finished asking, but his eyes suddenly focused, and he saw clearly the unique and thrilling face of the person in front of him. Without waiting for the uninvited guest in front of him to answer, his eyes suddenly widened again, and he asked in surprise: "Are you Su Qing?"

"Of course!"

Su Qing nodded and said softly: "Now that you know it's me, you should understand that you can't escape death today. Do you have any last words? For the sake of Mr. Xiao, I can convey them to you!"

"There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. Monk Pasibana pestered me several times and was killed by me at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. I think he has been fed to the wolves now. This is the god that you Mongolians believe in. He was buried.

Langkou should be considered a worthy death!"

Boyan was first suspicious, then surprised, and then greatly shocked.

But after all, he was still a person with deep thoughts about the city. He suppressed his heart and was shocked. The person in front of him was actually that Su Qing? A few years ago, after Xiao Qianjue returned to Blackwater, he had been in seclusion and studied hard. He didn't care about worldly things.

He is as crazy as a demon, and usually only chants the word "Su Qing", and then "Tianwu Blade". He is crazy, confused, and obsessed, constantly comprehending his own secret knowledge.

He had visited Xiao Qianjue before, so he was no stranger to the name Su Qing, and even heard it like thunder. After all, one person can withstand a thousand armies. This is an extremely amazing thing, let alone being chased by his master.

It is even more difficult to escape calmly.

Boyan said in a deep voice: "You can't get out alive even if you kill me. As long as you leave now, what will I do..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped his voice and ran out. He reached out and took off the bow and arrow. His movements were as smooth as lightning. He saw Boyan holding out three arrows, stringing up the string and firing the bow. The strong bow, which was half a man high and low, "boom"

With a sound, the bowstring vibrated, and three arrows were immediately shaken off the bowstring like meteors chasing the moon, and shot towards Su Qing.

The three arrows were fired in unison, only for a fleeting moment, and they were in front of Su Qing in an instant.

But before Boyan could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly opened, as if he was looking at something horrifying. His face changed wildly, his expression was miserable, and his eyes were straightened with an expression of disbelief.

I saw that the three arrows suddenly stopped when they were only one finger away from Su Qing, and they were just hanging in the air, with no support and no reason to float. It was really weird.

Then, above the arrows, starting from the arrow clusters, the entire feathered arrows were quickly covered with a layer of frost, and then the three floating arrows fell from the sky, with a snapping sound, and broke into several pieces.

Boyan's body was filled with chills and his eyes were wide open, but there was fear in his eyes, but he was surprised by the methods of the person in front of him.

He has been in a high position for a long time, which has its own extraordinary features. Seeing Su Qing display such unique skills, he actually advanced instead of retreating. He abandoned his bow and arrow, raised his hands to meet it, and slashed Su Qing straight with his sword. Under the edge of his palm, it seemed that he was

It is the "natural blade" that carries an edge, divides wind and breaks blood, and turns into weapons with hands.

This is the unique skill of the Black Water lineage, and it was acquired by him.

But Su Qing in front of him didn't dodge or dodge, with a normal expression. Looking at the hand knife, he suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and the pad of his finger was like a dragonfly touching water, on the back of Boyan's hand.

Give it a light poke.

Then I saw Boyan's whole body stopped immediately, as if he had become an ice sculpture. His legs could not move, his body could not move, and his only eyes could turn left and right, showing a shocked look on his face.

"you,"

Su Qing didn't want to say any more.

"Since I have no last words, let's hit the road and leave your body intact!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and he immediately saw a forceful cold current coming out from in front of him. The sand and rocks in his path were frosted, and a thin layer of ice immediately spread to Boyan's feet, wrapping him in it. After a while,

, in the military tent, there was only an ice sculpture-like figure left, standing firm and unable to fall over. The brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed, and finally turned into dead ashes.

Already dead.

Su Qing's eyes flashed, and he turned around and walked out of the main tent. He looked at the countless lights in the wind and snow, and took a long breath.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he came out, he was quickly spotted by the patrolling guards. He shouted in a stiff and weird Chinese and walked over with a spear in hand.

Su Qing said: "The world of bones!"

His eyes narrowed, but he did not move. However, he gently raised his hands and clenched his fingers. In the process of clenching his fingers, a terrifying energy suddenly burst out of his body.

As soon as Su Qing started to exercise his strength, his whole body seemed to turn into an eternal snow-capped mountain that never melts.

There was no remaining skill left in his body, and the surging ice-cold power suddenly surged out in all directions with him as the center.

Visible to the naked eye, there was snow under Su Qing's feet. Within a moment, it was frozen by the ice, and then spread towards the surrounding area.

The ground is frozen.

Witnessing this unimaginable and shocking scene, the guards reacted and shouted urgently: "There is an assassin, come here, there is an assassin!"

In an instant, there was a loud noise from all directions, the sound of swords being unsheathed, and streams of people surrounding them from all directions. In the wind and snow, there were shouts and shouts. In the blink of an eye, Su Qing was surrounded by three floors.

The outer three floors were surrounded by the Mongolian army.

The vicious faces looked at him like a pack of wolves.

"What did you do to Brother Boyan?"

A young man raised a gun and shouted.

Su Qing suddenly opened the five fingers of her hands and responded with a chuckle: "Dead!"

"What?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes changed.

Su Qing smiled without saying a word, then turned his finger, and with a sudden movement of energy, he immediately saw the long sword behind him pull out of its sheath with a loud clang, shoot into the air, then circle around, and fall into Su Qing's hand, but he

It's a flick of the finger.

The long sword in front of him flew out with a swish, bringing up heads with wide-eyed eyes.
Chapter completed!