Just as Yang Cong reached out to pat Guo Jing's shoulder, Guo Jing noticed something was moving behind him, and a backhand hit him, which happened to be a blow to Yang Cong.

Guo Jing turned around and saw that it was Yang Cong. He smiled generously and said, "Brother Yang, why are you here in Xiangyang?"

"Because of the Mongols this time!"

Yang Cong pointed outside the city and responded.

"The Mongols bullied me for a long time, but now the people in the Song Dynasty are not living in poverty. The Song Dynasty has insufficient troops and I can't stand it anymore, so I decided to rectify the court. But if you want to surrender, you should use the Mongolians this time as surrender!"

After hearing this, Guo Jing sighed: "Brother Yang, this is a great act, haha."

After Yang Cong said that, he was about to talk to Guo Jing about what he wanted to go down the city wall.

I saw a lot of dust rising a few miles outside the city. A soldier under the city rushed to the city wall, and then shouted: "Hero Guo, close the city gate quickly, the Mongols are raiding!"

Yang Cong flew down the city wall after hearing this. When the soldier saw a Taoist priest flying down, he hurriedly said, "This real person, you don't have to come down to save me, I can run away!"

But Yang Congli ignored him and flew directly over the soldier, then gathered intently to look away. Sure enough, he found a group of Mongolian soldiers riding war horses rushing towards Xiangyang City.

Yang Cong used his internal strength in his body, held the sword with one hand, and made a move to kill this wave of Mongolians. The soldiers next to him looked at Yang Cong's appearance that wanted to resist tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers with one person's strength, and he wanted to laugh without hesitation. Even Guo Jing and Heroes could not resist so many Mongolians by themselves. They were tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers!

In fact, if someone could check Yang Cong's body at this time, he would be surprised to find that the internal force in Yang Cong's body had condensed into a trace of liquid, and the flesh and blood in his body had condensed into one.

Yang Cong felt as if he had integrated into the surrounding environment. If Qiu Chuji saw this scene, he would be very surprised, because he had reached the level of enlightenment. Looking at the past and present, only those talented people had such a scene. Later generations, Zhang Sanfeng, who was later in life, managed to achieve a long time before he arrived.

Guo Jing looked at Yang Cong on the city wall and felt fear in his heart. Yang Cong had reached such a state now, even his father-in-law had not brought him such feelings.

Now Brother Yang has reached this level, Guo Jing sighed, I am not as good as Brother Yang, maybe this time Brother Yang will regain the Song Dynasty.

At this time, the Mongolian cavalry was at the city. Guo Jing didn't think much about it, so he ordered alert to the border soldiers on the city wall.

When the Mongolian cavalry saw the gate of Daguan City in Xiangyang City, they only saw a Taoist standing outside the city wall. It just looked a little strange. The Taoist could see it, but it just felt that it was not there.

Then the Mongolian cavalry soldier waved his sword in his hand, made a sound, and shouted: "Well, my Mongolian army is going to attack Xiangyang City, don't block the way!"

Only then did Yang Cong recover from his momentum, looked at the Mongolian cavalry near a few meters away, smiled indifferently, and said, "Aren't you just here to find me? I killed your general!"

"What's the matter that you killed General Muqi! You deserve to die!" The soldier looked at Yang Cong with glaring and shouted.

"Mongolian soldiers are still so long-winded. Just come if they want to die!" Yang Cong said frantically, and pulled out the sword in his hand and slashed it horizontally.

The sword light flashed, and the Mongolian cavalry instantly emitted silently. After Yang Cong cut the sword, he flew back to the city wall, said hello to Guo Jing and said that he was still in the city. If he had anything to do, he would go to a certain inn to find him and then left.

Outside the city wall, the Mongolian cavalry were still there, as if the time in that space had stopped. After a few breaths after Yang Cong left, all the Mongolian cavalry fell to the ground, and even the horses were the same, and died without rest.

The people on the city wall were stunned. This was just a moment. These thousands of people died like this? And it seems that Yang Cong himself did not have any damage!

Looking at the scene outside the city, all the soldiers of Xiangyang City came to their senses, took a breath of air, and couldn't help but look back at Yang Cong's leaving figure in the city, murmured: "This, was this Yang Zhenren slashed with one sword? Could it be that Yang Zhenren has become an immortal?"

Guo Jing also said excitedly: "Brother Yang is now aware of martial arts. Even if he is a land god, he can do it!"

The defenders in the city nodded and could not find any rebuttals.

Just as the guards in the city praised Yang Cong, the Mongolian soldiers who came from the cavalry immediately outside the city were frightened when they saw this scene. The leading Mongolians didn't care about the Mongolian soldiers next to them, and shouted with fear in their voices: "Retreat!"

When the Mongolian soldiers next to them heard the general's order, they threw away their weapons and fled in all directions.

At the inn in the city, the two commanders guarding Xiangyang City found Yang Cong and invited Yang Cong into the city lord's mansion. They praised Yang Cong and said, "Myster Yang is now like a god, so amazing!"

Yang Cong smiled indifferently and said, "Where are you, please do it first."

"I dare not, the immortal has not yet sat down, how dare we sit down!"

Everyone responded one after another, and then said with a hint of nervousness and anxiety.

Yang Cong looked at the expressions of the group of people and couldn't help but smile, walked into the hall and sat on the first seat.

After seeing Yang Cong take his seat, the officials slowly sat down, and then asked with a hint of surprise: "Zheng Yang, have you become a land god?"

Yang Cong smiled indifferently when he heard this and said, "No, I haven't, I'm just about to enter. Everyone knows that martial arts practice can help the gods, but it is very important to talent.

I call martial arts practices the acquired realm, half-step innate realm, and the innate realm. Acquired realm is divided into ten levels, half-step innate realm is divided into the first entry, middle stage, peak, and innate is a warrior like a land god!"

Everyone was shocked after hearing this, and then asked, "What realm is that Zhenren Yang? Are there any warriors in the innate realm in the world?"

After hearing the official's inquiry, Yang Cong said nothing. After taking a sip of tea, he said that he had left in advance.

Everyone in the city felt like they were scratched by a cat, and they were itchy, but they couldn't do anything, so they collectively discussed, "This matter is a bit too bizarre, why don't we report to the emperor."

"This matter is feasible. I will ask the horse to report to the emperor!" sighed.

Then he looked at the empty head and couldn't help but sigh that martial arts can be practiced to the point where he has his own insights, and he is really a god.
Chapter completed!