The Great Grassland in the North of the Mo River, outside the Mongolian king's tent.

After pretending to be stupid, Temujin was not secretly proud, but instead became alert. He kept making gestures and calling for support with his hands. Soon someone quietly withdrew and shook people.

Faced with an existence that would fly to the sky and escape from the earth, only by siege by the army and shooting swords and arrows at the same time can it be possible to kill it.

Temujin kept a smile on his face, but he was secretly anxious. Of course, unless he had no choice, he did not want to turn against such a terrifying existence.

In the sky.

Huang Rong stood on the fairy sword, and most of her mind was immersed in the chat group, but she still felt a little bit of her mind, always paying attention to the dynamics below.

At this time, when she saw Temujin's small move, she didn't know that this was the rhythm of wanting to turn against each other!

At this moment, Huang Rong no longer hesitated, and started the live broadcast with a thought, and her mind returned to reality.

[The group members are eccentric and open the live broadcast room, click to watch it!]

"The Emperor of the Ages has entered the live broadcast room!"

"The centenarian Taoist entered the live broadcast room!

"Nuwa descendants entered..."

"The leader of the hunter..."

Soon, four members of the group entered Huang Rong's live broadcast room one after another.

Even Li Luo, who was diving and peeping the screen, lowered his eyes and watched the good show.

Huang Rong didn't have time to say hello to everyone because there were already a large number of string-controllers surrounded him, and it was estimated that there were at least 30,000 people, a large area of ​​Wuyang and Wuyang.

"Temujin, is this your attitude?"

Huang Rong no longer worried about whether the other party knew the rules he had set. She tapped her jade finger and pointed it at the Mongolian cavalry. The quiet voice spread from afar, implying to question.

"Haha, I'm a little uncomfortable with you standing on my head, so I called some people to come and protect me, please don't be surprised!"

With the army on his side, Temujin put down the big stone in his heart, spoke harder, and became much more casual in his words.

"Do you think the name of this martial god is boasting? Or do you want to challenge the authority of this martial god with these crooked melons and jujubes?"

Huang Rong's face darkened and she sneered.

"As long as you retreat, Ben Khan can do what happened today. You walk on your way of heaven and I cross my single-plank bridge! What do you think?"

Temujin said with a serious face.

"Not really, the rules set by this martial god cannot be destroyed by the royal relatives and nobles or rich people in the countryside!"

Huang Rong shook her head and said, "Even if you are Temujin, you are no exception!"

Temujin narrowed his eyes: "No need to discuss?"

Huang Rong did not give in at all: "No negotiation!"

At the same time, the Soul Transfer Technique was quietly activated.

"Haha, what a shitty martial god!"

Temujin was immediately caught and expressed his deepest thoughts: "Speaking of this, Ben Khan also wants to capture you, the girl, be Ben Khan's 49th concubine, and let you give birth to a little prince or a little princess for Ben Khan!"

The 30,000 army brought Temujin a strong confidence. Although the martial artists in the martial arts world did not know what magic they used to fly up, their manpower would eventually be exhausted, and sooner or later they would land. At that time, facing the siege of the army, there would be only a dead end.

"Shoot the arrow and shoot her down!"

The next moment, Temujin came to his senses, immediately sweated coldly and shouted loudly.

Now that things have come to this point, you can only make mistakes.

As Temuzhen finished speaking, the 30,000 Mongolian soldiers behind him immediately took action.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

Raise the bow, wind the string, aim!

"put!"

With a command, 30,000 arrows flew up like locusts in the sky, and shot rapidly towards Huang Rong in the sky.

Huang Rong had no expression on her face and watched their movements quietly.

"Very good, you have successfully angered this girl, go to die!"

Hearing Temujin's words, Huang Rong snorted coldly as he looked at the rain of arrows that were so close to him.

In front of a crowd of members, she was teased by an old man so much. Where did she put her face?

After saying that, Huang Rong stretched out her right hand, her whole body was filled with spiritual power, and she used the small magical power "Crossing the Sky Hand" she had just learned.

I saw that her white and flawless jade hand instantly emitted a colorful light, revealing a heart-pounding powerful aura.

Just as the colorful light appeared, the originally drowsy sky immediately changed.

The wind and clouds are surging!

A colorful palm with sharp aura appeared, growing in the wind, fashionable at first and only the size of a normal human hand, and soon became the size of a millstone.

"go!"

Huang Rong shouted sweetly, flipped her palm and slapped it downwards, and the giant palm slowly pressed down, like Mount Tai pressing the top of the top, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The way is simple, and you can hit it with one palm, without any extra fancy moves, just like an ordinary slap!

Ten thousand arrows came at once, but suddenly stopped three feet from the colorful giant palm, as if they had fallen into the swamp abyss, and they were crushed to pieces and fell to the ground.

It was a rain of arrows.

Not only that, the giant palm did not stop after defeating the Rain of Arrow, but still slowly printed it downwards.

It is five meters high, but it is fifteen meters high, which is almost the height of a five-story building. It is not low, but it falls from the fifth floor, and it is definitely the rhythm of death on the spot.

The giant palm seemed slow, but in fact it pressed down at a very fast speed and soon reached the ground.

With one palm, it was like the collapse of the sky pillar!

There was a loud bang.

It was like the sky fell and the earth fell and the earth was turned over.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the loud noise was heard, and even the earth shook for a while, and it took a long time to calm down.

I saw that the place where the palm print fell was the Mongolian tent. The tent had long disappeared and was photographed underground along with the people in front of the tent.

It was sunk three feet deep, leaving a slap mark that was three feet wide.

Not only that, with the palm print as the center, a powerful aftermath of power emanates from all around, like ripples, one wave after another.

Then, the most terrifying scene in the world happened.

With the palm print as the center, it surrounded and protected Temujin's 30,000 elite Mongolian soldiers as if weathered, turned into ashes and drifted into the distance with the wind.

Layer, row by row, line by line.

It gradually petrified and then became shattered. Before it could fall to the ground and turn into ashes, it was taken away by the aftermath of the palm force.

In an instant, 30,000 elite cavalry were destroyed, and there was no complete corpse.

The power of a palm is so terrifying!

The seven people who hid far away and the six monsters in Jiangnan (the fifth brother Zhang Asheng died in the early years of the iron corpse Chen Xuanfeng) saw this scene with their own eyes and instantly became petrified.

The Mongolian Khan Temujin is dead!

His sons were dead too!

Many generals from Mongolia have died!

All the senior figures in Mongolia were dead!

One palm destroys a country, that's all!

After a long time, Guo Jing came to his senses, looked up at the figure in the sky with blurred eyes, and murmured: "This... Could this be the Nine Heavens Fairy Coming?"
Chapter completed!