The first thousand three hundred and eighty-four chapters sneak into the camp
Guo Jing asked the Qing emperor about the location of Basiba's camp, knocked the two soldiers unconscious, and then moved towards them in a certain direction.
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and then followed.
But not long after walking, a chuckle suddenly came, "Is this the hero of Xiangyang City?"
Guo Jing was startled, and turned around to look, only to find a figure sitting on the roof of the tent not far away. This man was thin, with gray beard and hair, and his breath was dim and unclear. He was clearly the master of the two elders Xuan Ming, Taoist Bai Yun.
Guo Jing had already heard of this person, and was secretly surprised. He had suppressed his aura to the point where he was still noticed by this person. Could it be that his martial arts were already comparable to those of Zhang Zhenren's level?
Taoist Baiyun seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled again, "Don't be nervous. It's not because Pindao's skills are so mysterious, but because he is condescending and his eyesight is still there. How could you not be able to see someone as big as you walking by in front of me?"
principle."
If someone is misunderstood that his skill is mysterious, it is too late to be happy, so how can he deliberately reveal the mystery? Moreover, Taoist Baiyun's skill is deeper than Guo Jing, but he deliberately reveals the mystery. If you don't know who he is, you might say something about him.
In a word, aboveboard.
This was the case for Guo Jing. He was slightly startled, then clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that your Excellency is not what the rumors say, Guo is disrespectful."
He actually took off the black cloth and frankly admitted that he was Guo Jing.
Seeing this in the dark, Murong Fu shook his head slightly. Sure enough, he still had the same elm head.
Taoist Baiyun looked slightly happy when he heard Guo Jing's admission, "You can't find anything even after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get here. I didn't expect Guo Daxia to be involved in danger himself. It seems that the relationship between the virtuous couple is very deep."
Guo Jing's face slightly condensed, "The two armies are facing each other. It's time for a real battle of swords and spears. Could you please do me a favor and return the clumsy thorn to me? Guo would be very grateful."
Taoist Baiyu looked at him as if he were a fool, and after a while he sighed slightly, "It is rumored that Guo Jingyi and Bo Yuntian of Xiangyang City are upright and upright. I saw it today and the rumors are true. But you said that we should have a real sword fight with each other."
, but it is biased. Is your army hiding in the city unable to get out of the battle of real swords and real spears? A sneak attack on our army's stronghold at the entrance of the two boundaries and setting up an ambush to kill our tens of thousands of troops is also called real swords and real spears.
Contest?"
Guo Jing was speechless for a moment when he was asked. He pondered for a long time before replying, "Your army disregarded the life and death of the people and launched a war brazenly. Naturally, we, the Song Dynasty, cannot sit back and wait for death. When the two armies fight, half of them are people and half of them are plotting. We must recruit troops on the battlefield."
Guo doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with using Ce.”
"Ha," Taoist Bai Yun sneered, "They say that Guo Daxia is not good at words. I see that you are very articulate. You are obviously using tactics to make plans. How come it comes to Guo Daxia's mouth? You are just as it should be, and we are despicable.
Shameless?"
Guo Jing's voice became colder, "Guo didn't mean that. He just felt that holding a woman hostage was not something a man would do. Fighting is a man's business."
Taoist Baiyun smiled and said, "Daxia Guo is wrong again. Everyone knows that your wife is the think tank of Xiangyang City. She has made countless contributions to your advice over the years. Do you think you want to take credit for your achievements with just one sentence?"
Obliterate?”
Guo Jing's face was slightly dull. He already understood that he had been tricked by Taoist Baiyun and could not defend him at all. He could only smile bitterly and said, "No matter what, Guo cannot sit back and watch Zhuo Jing suffer. Even if she dies today, she must be saved from danger."
Taoist Baiyun nodded calmly, "But no matter what, I will keep you here."
"Senior, please." Guo Jing waved his hand slightly, making a gesture of invitation.
This elm-headed man, is he here for a martial arts contest? Murong Fu cursed in his heart. In just a short while, a large group of Mongolian soldiers had already gathered over, aiming their cold arrows at Guo Jing, waiting for someone to give the order.
Then he shot it into a hedgehog.
Taoist Baiyun suddenly burst out laughing, "I have long wanted to learn from him and see if the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really worthy of the title of 'The Best Palm in the World'. Today I finally got my wish."
You couldn't see him moving while he was talking. His figure blurred for a while, and he had already fallen to the ground, facing Guo Jing from a distance, "Please, Master Guo."
Although his words were polite, his actions were not ambiguous at all. As soon as he finished speaking, a green and black whirlwind swept towards Guo Jing.
The Xuan Ming Divine Palm is neither good at changes nor winning with strong palm power. Its power lies entirely in Zhiyin Zhihan. When facing the enemy, he should move around and make sneak attacks in roundabout ways to show his power. But today he decided to use
If you can challenge the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-on and win with unparalleled palm power, you will be able to spread the word in the world that the Xuanming Divine Palm is the best palm in the world.
Although Guo Jing's internal strength is not as good as that of Taoist Baiyun, he has mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to an extremely high level, which has raised his combat power to a higher level.
He had the opportunity, and for a while the two of them were fighting evenly, and they were evenly matched.
Murong Fu looked at the two people in the field and then at the soldiers around him. With a slight thought in his mind, he quietly walked around the battlefield and headed towards the depths of the camp.
He knew that once Taoist Baiyun learned that the Xuanming Divine Palm could not defeat the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he would be so angry that he would use his true martial arts. Guo Jing would be defeated in this battle. It was not that he refused to save him, but wanted to
Use this time to find out Huang Rong's location.
The entire Chinese army camp was more than ten miles deep. Murong Fu seemed to be in a deserted place and quickly searched the entire camp, but he could not feel Huang Rong's breath. Of course, except for a few places where the breath was deep,
And he didn't go to the tallest and largest tent in the middle.
Finally, he found a place where heavy troops were gathered. The place was completely dark, without even a torch, but hundreds of masters and thousands of armored guards were ambushed.
"Is Huang Rong being imprisoned here?" Murong Fu was puzzled. He let go of his spiritual sense and scanned it carefully several times. There was still no breath of Huang Rong, or in other words, there was not even the breath of a living being in this circle. He would rather kill him than let him go.
After thinking about it, he cautiously advanced into the camp, only to discover that this camp was where the Mongolian army stored grain and grass.
No wonder they were so careful. It was night and they didn't even light a torch.
Murong Fu hid in a pile of food and grass, his heart was agitated, and even his breath was slightly ups and downs. As long as he burned the food and grass with a fire, the siege of Xiangyang City could be solved overnight. How big this was.
Temptation.
But he soon calmed down. Not to mention the nearly 10,000 armored guards outside the camp, the layout of the camp was also quite clever. Each tent was one foot away from each other. Even if he set fire to a tent, it would never be affected.
Another tent, if you want one tent for each tent, then nearly 10,000 armored troops must still be vegetarians.
Taking a step back, even if he could set all the tents on fire, I am afraid that Xiangyang City would not only be miserable, but would be even more miserable, because Huang Rong once mentioned that when Temujin sent troops to Xiangyang this time, he issued a strict order not to loot. Once it was burned,
They lost their food and fodder, which made Temujin anxious, and he was afraid that he would get out of control.
In fact, he didn't know that there was a large bucket of water placed in every tent around the camp, and the fire could not burn it at all.
With a gloomy expression on his face for a while, Murong Fu finally left the camp quietly, but he did not continue to look for Huang Rong, but headed towards Guo Jing's location.
After a while, Murong Fu returned to the edge of the battlefield. As expected, as expected, there were gusts of wind in the field, and large swaths of cold energy almost froze the void. Looking at the appearance of Taoist Baiyu, his hair was unkempt and he was no longer calm.
, obviously suffered a loss from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
At this moment, he was so angry that he had already used all his strength. Guo Jing was like a dragon trapped in an abyss, rushing left and right, trying his best, but he still couldn't break out of the abyss, because no matter how hard he used, he couldn't get out of the abyss.
Although he is strong and strong, his speed will always be weakened. He will never be able to touch the corner of Taoist Baiyun's clothes. If this continues, he will definitely die of exhaustion.
The Mongolian soldiers who originally surrounded Guo Jing have now retreated twenty or thirty feet away. There are still soldiers coming from further away, but no one dares to come forward. This space is really too cold for ordinary people.
I simply can't bear it.
At this moment, Bai Yudao watched Guo Jing just hit a powerful dragon with regrets. Just when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, his figure suddenly split into three parts. While avoiding the palm force, he deceived his body.
Then, the six hands of the three figures were all blurred, and the original cyan palms had completely turned into pitch black, and they slapped Guo Jing's chest with a swift and careless palm.
This move was indeed different from the previous one. It was actually the pinnacle of Taoist Baiyun's entire body and martial arts attainment. If Guo Jing were to hit it, he would definitely die.
Murong Fu still needed Guo Jing's help to save Huang Rong, so he couldn't let him die like this. He traveled through space, flipped his wrist, and slapped Guo Jing on the back with a palm that came first.
The palms of Murong Fu and Taoist Bai Yun pressed on Guo Jing's chest and back almost at the same time. With a bang, a circle of strange ripples spread out with Guo Jing as the center. Wherever they passed, the space was blurred up and down, as if it was divided into two halves.
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Murong Fu's move was really a last resort, because only from this angle could he possibly save Guo Jing, but the skill used could not exceed that of Taoist Bai Yun, otherwise it would not be a rescue, but a murder. But he
What he never expected was that the three figures of Taoist Baiyun suddenly merged into one, and immediately formed a greater force that poured into Guo Jing's body.
"Poof!" Guo Jing spit out a mouthful of blood.
Murong Fu thought hard and raised another three points of his true energy. Guo Jing vomited blood again, but the internal energy had already been transmitted to Taoist Baiyun's arm, and his body flew out upside down.
All this is a long story, but in fact the whole process only happened in a blink of an eye. Both Guo Jing and Taoist Bai Yun had a look of shock on their faces.
"Why did you come?"
The two asked in unison.
Murong Fu had no expression on his face, dispersed his energy, and said to Guo Jing, "Stabilize your injuries first, and leave this to me."
Guo Jing opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Murong Fu had already walked around him and looked at Taoist Bai Yun who was not far away, "You know, people who have offended me usually don't end well. How can you live for so long?