On this day, Du Biao was no longer able to delay time, so he said goodbye to Xiaolongnu: "I want to go down the mountain to attend the hero conference at Dasheng Pass."

Xiaolongnu looked at him, and a sadness came in her beautiful eyes: "I have been in the cage for a long time and can return to nature. What's the point of that hero conference? Even if you compete for the best martial arts world, what's the point?"

Du Yu sighed: "I can't sit and watch the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who won the position of No. 1 in the world, greatly undermining the majesty of our Han people. Once the morale is depressed, the Mongolian army will attack fiercely, and the Xiangyang and the Han family will be in danger!"

Xiaolongnu looked at Du Yu deeply: "You are going to help King Jinlun, and you are going to destroy his plan. Are you from there?"

Du Yu laughed: "I am me. Helping King Jinlun is for the benefit of helping the heroes of the Southern Song Dynasty is out of his original intention."

Xiaolongnu sighed, "Song, Meng, Jin, Liao, Xia, you kill me, I kill you, there are many troubles, bustling, and endless killings, and even fighting. If you can stay in the ancient tomb, I would like to pass on your ancient tomb martial arts, and you and I are the gods that both the ancestors and mother-in-law envied???"

In the end, Xiaolongnu lowered her head and barely took back the word Taoist partner, but even the crystal clear little ears were blushing???

Du Yu knew her heart and wanted to accompany her to spend a happy and sweet time in the ancient tomb. Looking at Xiaolongnu's shy appearance, he really had an impulse!

Go to your mother, the Song Dynasty and Mongolia, who loves to win? I have completed Mission Three in half a year, so I have accompanied Xiaolongnu in the ancient tomb, hugging the beauty and returning to the rules. I can practice martial arts for half a year and get inherited. Why not do this life of a god?

Du Yu was about to nod. Xiao Yang Guo, who was secretly snatching out to play, rushed in from outside.

"No, no," Yang Guo pointed outside the tomb: "The Mongolian Khan angered the Quanzhen faction and moved south to assist the Song Dynasty in fighting against Mongolia, and sent a large army to Mount Zhongnan. He wanted to level the place."

"Are they going to deal with the ancient tomb?" Du Yuqi said. The Golden Wheel Dharma King was still waiting for him to meet Kublai Khan and help him to win the leader of the martial arts world at Dasheng Pass. He should not do such a thing.

"That's not the case," Yang Guo said: "But the Mongolian Tartars are extremely cruel, and the Han people here are suffering from the seedlings."

Du Yu had a gloomy face, picked up his weapon and shouted: "Go out with me to have a look!"

The three of them stood at the Wuzhi Peak of Zhongnan Mountain together and looked down at the foot of the mountain.

Sure enough, a team of ten thousand people from Mongolia came to Zhongnan Mountain to take revenge, burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil!

There is Fanchuan in front of Zhongnan Mountain. It has a fertile land of thousands of miles and is protected by the Quanzhen Sect. The surrounding areas are frequent wars, and people fled here to protect the Quanzhen Sect. Therefore, although this place is not big, it is surrounded by hundreds of villages and towns, with a population of 100,000. Usually, it seems that smoke is curling with cooking fires, chickens and dogs are heard, and it is a pastoral scenery of paradise.

At this moment, the Mongolian cavalry who was ordered to come to seal the mountain has turned this place into a hellish slaughterhouse!

In the villages, fires surged into the sky, and every household cried and shouted. Mongolian elites rushed back and forth in the villages, killing everyone when they met. The quiet villages and towns were immediately dyed red by blood, screams and flames.

Du Yu was furious.

He saw a woman holding a child snatching out of the door and running away without a chance. Dozens of Mongolian cavalry behind him suddenly rushed out with iron hooves. The leader, dressed in the costume of a Mongolian centurion, waving his spear with a grim smile.

Although the woman tried her best to escape, she was stabbed in the thigh by the spear behind her, and laughed and picked it up and threw it on the horse's back. The months-old baby was stabbed to the tip of the spear by the centurion.

The baby was healthy and could not die for a moment. Looking at his mother, he was still crying loudly. His mother cried heart-wrenchingly and beat the Mongolian beasts desperately.

Perhaps because he was beaten up, the Mongolian centurion snorted coldly, threw the woman down the war horse, and threw the spear towards a big tree in the distance. His courage was extraordinary, and he threw the spear out, and he nailed the baby to the big tree alive, still crying, and his voice gradually became low.

The centurion jumped off the horse, and with the obscene look of the Mongolian cavalry around him, he walked towards the woman who was broken and unable to move, and tore her bra open with a grim smile.

Du Yu could no longer suppress the anger in his chest and laughed in anger: "What a thief! So brave!"

He pointed to the tragic massacre site at the foot of the mountain and turned to Xiaolongnu and said, "This is why I must go down the mountain!"

Xiaolongnu looked at the little baby who was crying lowered and struggling in pain, and then the woman who was crying and shouting for the child under the centurion, her heart gradually became lowered.

Du Yu jumped down directly regardless of the height of Wuzhi Mountain!

Although the last time the Mongols attacked the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain was secretly instigated and implemented it, the goal that time was to weaken and force the Quanzhen Sect to fight against the Quanzhen Sect, the first sect in the martial arts world. The Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect used the terrain and terrain to kill thousands of Mongolian elite cavalry. After all, it was a war, and it was an objective war that was beneficial to the Song Dynasty.

This time, it was the Mongols' vicious killing!

I pity my sentient beings, and I have many worries!

Du Yu could no longer suppress the anger in his chest.

He charged all the way and rushed to the Mongolian centurion.

The Mongolians were shocked to find someone approaching, and suddenly dozens of long arrows were shot in a fierce sound!

These Mongolian cavalry have practiced riding and shooting since childhood. Riding horses and shooting archery is an instinct, and are more than ten times stronger than the poor and weak Song Dynasty soldiers!

Du Yu deliberately let a long arrow hit his shoulder. His defense was more than 40 at this time, and he was still injured by the long arrow!

This shows that the attack power of ordinary Mongolian riding archers has reached as many as 45 points!

Even if Du Yu's health reaches 130 points, if he faces hundreds of Mongolian knights, he will be in danger of being killed instantly!

No wonder the blood-colored city gate is the number of enemies!

No matter how strong your adventurer is, you can't fight against the Mongolian army with thousands of arrows!

But Du Yu no longer cared about danger at this moment!

If you learn martial arts, but cannot help you, eliminate violence, and use swords to the world and run freely, then what is the use of learning this martial arts?

Speaking of which, it is true that Du Yu is a villain, but he is definitely not a villain!

As a Han man, he hated the Mongolian slaughtering!

Du Yu never hides this kind of relationship, and there is no need to hide it!

The centurion was riding on her body, unbuttoning her pants, ready to do whatever she wanted, despite the double pain of the woman losing her son and breaking her bones. The more painful the woman struggled, the sadder the expression, the more he became, and he was about to get on.

Du Yu saw that time was too late, and the woman was about to be humiliated. A jade bee-gold needle was dotted and shot towards the centurion.

After learning the jade bee golden needle with Xiaolongnu for a month, the biggest gain is to recognize the acupoints, project the accurate head, and the strength of the hand and internal strength!

Although the control power is not as wonderful as Xiaolongnu, it is extremely exquisite.

No matter how small the acupoints of the human body such as the centurion are, they will never be smaller than the skin of the half-small fingernail on the body of Yufeng!

No matter how quick the dodging reflex speed is, it will never be faster than the jade bee that flaps its wings thousands of times in one second!

Seeing Du Yu coming quickly, he had only had time to subconsciously dodge, but was hit by the Yufeng Golden Needle in three consecutive acupoints of Tiance, Qixiu and Chunyang, and he stood still.

Du Yu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were powerful for a hundred miles, and it carried the rage to the sky, opened up mountains and cracked the earth, and rushed towards it violently!

The centurion did not stop at all, and was shocked by the trembling hundreds of miles away!

Du Yu poured 50 points of internal force into this palm, and bombarded the centurion at any cost, to achieve the effect of killing the death of this blow!

Intimidate the Mongolian elite cavalry!

The centurion's bones were shattered, his internal organs were broken, and he flew in the air. But he had been through many battles and had thick skin and flesh, and he could not die for a moment.

Du Yu pulled out the centurion spear that nailed the baby to the tree, hugged the dying little baby, and sent it back to the woman's arms, whose bones were broken and unable to move, but whose eyes were blurred.

The woman hugged the baby tightly and kissed her tightly, tears flowing on the child's gradually cold face.

It's strange to say that the baby was gradually dead and cried heartbrokenly. When he came to his mother's arms, he turned back and opened his teethless mouth, showing a sweet smile, and his expression was no longer ferocious and painful.

Immediately, the baby was in the mother's arms and gradually became cold.

The woman cried heartbrokenly.

Du Yu suddenly threw out the spear in his hand!

The fallen centurion, before he got up, was pierced through his heart and lungs by Du Yu's efforts, flew more than ten meters away, and nailed to a big tree!

Doing many evil deeds, and retribution is unhappy!

I just nailed the baby to a tree and suffered the same fate!

The woman saw Du Yu attacking like a tiger descending the mountain, killing the Mongolian centurion with the same means and avenging her children. She smiled at Du Yu sadly and gratefully, and actually held the baby's body and bit her tongue to commit suicide.

Du Yu was crying when he saw it.

Who said my blood was cold?

The centurion looked at Du Yu with his eyes open. After pointing his finger for a long time, Du Yuhu roared, rushed to him and slapped him with a palm!

The centurion's head shattered, his brain burst out, and his eyes were broken. Blood and brain fluid came out from the holes of the eye, ears, nostrils, and mouth, and he died miserably!

When the Mongolian elite cavalry saw that their commander died so miserably, they shouted angrily, and the bow and arrow shot like raindrops.

Du Yu turned his head suddenly!

In his eyes, endless anger burned!

He rushed into the middle of the Mongolian elite cavalry and activated the invincible skill of group attack!

"A roaring sound from the sea!"

Dozens of Mongolian cavalry were all shrouded in a 42-meter radius of dizziness!

Du Yu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were swung out crazily!

The nearest Mongolian cavalry, along with their men and horses, were blown to pieces, and flew high!

Du Yusheng was like crazy, and he sent five Mongolian cavalry who were killed like a lot of people to the West.

When these minions die, they don’t even drop their keys, and at most some gold coins or whiteboard weapons are dropped. Du Yu is too lazy to pick them up!

He had only one thought, which was to send all these murderous demons back to hell!
Chapter completed!