Chapter 2190 Anger in the Heart

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"It's not a threat, it's just telling the truth." Fang Yeyu went on to say, "What's more, although the master's martial arts is high, he is not invincible in the world, such as our emperor Ba Siba, and my master magician Pang Ban, any Even a single master may not be able to win, not to mention our great achievements, even my master is ashamed of himself."

The previous news about Temujin's cultivation of magic arts was all hearsay, but now that they have been confirmed by their insiders, Song Qingshu couldn't help but cast a shadow over his heart, higher than the martial arts of Ba Siba and Pang Ban. What kind of existence is it?

Seeing him fall into silence, Fang Yeyu couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Master is an immortal figure, so naturally he can distinguish the pros and cons. When we return to China, we will definitely speak a few words for your country and the master in front of the Great Khan."

What was waiting for him was a little cold star. Fang Yeyu tried to raise his halberds to hold up the opponent's weapon when he was terrified, but his reaction was a step slower. He looked down at the long sword stuck in his throat, and he looked incredulous: " Why...what?" He couldn't figure out why the other party knew that Mongolia was so powerful and chose to kill him so unwisely, isn't he afraid of bringing disaster to Goryeo?

"Since Mongolia is so strong, I naturally have to get rid of some of your minions first." Even if Fu Cailin was really here, he would not believe Fang Yeyu's nonsense. ? As for deceiving three-year-olds, it is more likely that they will tell trouble in front of Temujin after they go back, and then raise troops to take revenge.

What's more, Song Qingshu is not Fu Cailin, and he doesn't need to worry about Gaoli's life or death.

Although Fang Yeyu's martial arts are good, he is still far from the master's realm, but in Song Qingshu's eyes, he is more important than a master like Shuiyue Sect. A person with outstanding ingenuity like Yu is a confidant. Although killing him is not as exaggerated as breaking Mongolia's arm, it can also save a lot of trouble in the future.

"My master will take revenge for me..." Fang Yeyu felt that all the strength in his body was quickly drained, and he was extremely frightened. He was conceited that he was arrogant, and that he would make great achievements in Mongolia in the future, and he would definitely become a great figure in history. Thinking of dying here so silently, he hated so much, so unwilling!

"Magic Master Pang Ban? Sooner or later, there will be a battle with him." Song Qingshu withdrew the long sword, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

A bloody arrow shot out, and Fang Yeyu fell heavily to the ground, unable to speak any more.

Xu Liewu, who was beside him, panicked, watching the masters under his command were killed one by one, and now that even Fang Yeyu was dead, he couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet: "Don't come here!"

"Isn't your martial arts very high, why don't you go up and fight him?" Mrs. Zhen next to him smiled and laughed happily. She didn't expect this so-called assassin to make any waves, how could she know that his martial arts was so high, She even directly washed the Mongolian Courtyard with blood. Seeing her former enemies die one by one, she felt an inexplicable joy in her heart. You must know how many times I have tried to kill these people over the years, but I have not been able to succeed.

"Shut up bitch!" Xu Liewu scolded, and at the same time felt a little regretful. Speaking of which, he barely had the strength of a master. If he joined forces with those people just now, instead of adding firewood one by one as before, he might not be able to. Can't stop the other party, but who knows that this person's martial arts is so terrifying?

"Your martial arts is very high?" Thinking of his arrogant appearance on weekdays, Song Qingshu only felt a violent killing intent in his heart, he frowned slightly, what happened to himself, how could he have an uncontrollable emotion Feeling, is it because you killed too much just now?

"Xiao Wang's inexperienced way of doing things naturally does not dare to be compared with the master. I don't know what conditions the master has to let me go?" Although Xu Liewu had a martial arts skill, he was facing a life-and-death crisis at this time, but he found that his hands and feet were a little disobedient. Can't perform at all.

In the final analysis, he was afraid that as soon as he shot, just like those people just now, he would directly "actively" hit the opponent's sword tip, and then it would really be over.

He has a large number of soldiers, and has conquered countless countries. He is the most powerful person in the world. He has countless beautiful concubines in his family, and he has no time to enjoy the great country. He doesn't want to die here like this.

As for surrendering directly, he didn't have the slightest psychological burden. It must be known that the strength of the sweat was very weak when he started, and temporary tolerance is not unacceptable.

"Let me go?" Song Qingshu's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart urging him to kill him directly, to kill him, and to live up to his grievances.

But Song Qingshu is also very clear that as one of the few remaining direct grandsons of the Mongolian Khan, as the real power prince who controls nearly one-fifth of Mongolia's power, if he wants to die in Xingqing House, he will inevitably bring endless to Xixia. Soldier disaster.

"Your martial arts are so high, you're still afraid of this, so you won't feel uncomfortable living like this?" Song Qingshu only felt that there was an invisible villain in his ear who was constantly mocking and urging.

"Shut up!" Despite the mask, Song Qingshu's face was still very grim, and he kicked Xu Liewu's head directly. If he kicked hard, it would burst like a watermelon.

Suddenly, Mu Wanqing, Li Qinglu, Yelu Nanxian and others appeared in his mind, as well as the people in Xingqing Mansion that he saw on weekdays. Song Qingshu suddenly changed the direction of his feet and stepped directly down on Xu Liewu. above the knee.

"Ah!" Xu Liewu kept rolling on the ground with his legs covered, struggling and wailing desperately. He was a master himself, and knew that his legs had been completely shattered.

"The death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is hard to forgive." Song Qingshu left a sentence coldly, and then quickly turned around.

When he left, he felt that his mind was extremely unstable at this time, and he was worried that if he stayed here, he couldn't help but kill Xu Liewu on a whim.

Suddenly he frowned and grabbed his hand back. Mrs. Zhen had already been sucked into his hand. At this moment, she was holding a dagger in her hand. He grabbed a sword from the ground and stabbed it in Xu Liewu's chest.

"I've let him go, you still want to kill him?" Song Qingshu's eyes were red, and it was extremely unkind.

"I... I have a deep hatred with him." When he glanced at him, Mrs. Zhen's heart palpitated. Just now, the other party seemed to be in a no-man's realm, and she saw the situation of killing many Mongolian masters with ease.

"He can't die, at least not now." Song Qingshu said coldly, worried that Mrs. Zhen would be in trouble here, so she grabbed her shoulders and left the Mongolian hotel.

Along the way, Song Qingshu only felt that his whole body was churning violently, and his whole person had an inexplicable killing intent, as if the killing just now was not enough. He was no stranger to this situation, and it was not the first time that the inner demon of the Zen method was happy. Appeared, at this time he needed to vent his anger completely, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The tip of the nose smelled a faint fragrance. Just now, in order to better enjoy the beauty, Xu Liewu had already sent someone to bathe and change Mrs. Zhen's clothes. At this time, the white and delicate skin on her chest was not sure whether it was because of water vapor or revenge. A little more pink was excited, and the whole person was mature and beautiful, exuding amazing feminine charm.

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