I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Kublai Khan personally led the Mongolian army to attack the city, determined to capture it. The only people he feared were Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing.

Therefore, they first used strong troops to attack, intending to consume the strength of the two men, and then wait for the right time, and then King Jinlun and other masters would rush into the city, and the overall situation would be determined.

Yin Kexi and the other two did not want to get entangled with Guo Jing, so they rushed to the city gate together, each of them thinking about how to be the first person to open the gate.

Unexpectedly, he found that Zhao Zhijing had been waiting here for a long time. They exchanged glances with each other. What King Jinlun said about this man's martial arts being stronger than Guo Jing might not be true, but he was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

Nemoxing was brave and conceited. He was eager to make a contribution, so he raised the snake-shaped whip in his hand and was about to move forward.

But Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi beside him had no intention of taking action. Instead, they secretly looked at the city gate behind Zhao Zhijing, probably preparing to open the gate while the two were fighting.

Nemo Xing had taken a few steps and found that the two people who came with him did not move. He cursed in his heart, and naturally did not want to be taken advantage of.

Therefore, the situation that should have been a life-and-death one as soon as they met was now in silence.

"If you three are tired, you can just rest here. I promise I won't take the initiative."

Zhao Zhijing had not expected such a scene. Even if he killed all three of them with his sword today, he would have to wait for Huang Rong to have extra men to come and help. So he was not in a hurry at this moment.

According to the plan, Guo Jing would guard the city wall, Zhao Zhijing would guard the city gate, and Huang Rong would lead people in the middle to coordinate and prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation to set fire and kill people in the city and cause chaos.

At this time, the shouts and sounds of killing were heard everywhere, and children did not dare to cry. Only inside the crucial city gate, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"If we don't take action now, we will all have to stay here until the Song people solve the problems in the city."

Still, Nemo Star couldn't hold back his anger and spoke up.

Yin Kexi was originally a Persian jeweler. He was very shrewd and knew that this was a good point, but he did not reply. Instead, he smiled at Zhao Zhijing and said, "The world is bustling because of profit. The world is bustling because of profit."

"Although Taoist Master Zhao is highly skilled in martial arts, he may not be able to defeat the three of us working together. There is an old saying in the Central Plains that a man who knows the current situation is a hero. Taoist Master, why don't you abandon the dark and join the light and surrender to Mongolia?"

"Then Quanzhen will be the first state religion of Mongolia, and we will enjoy endless glory, wealth, fame and fortune!"

Zhao Zhijing did not refute after hearing this. Instead, he put his sword behind his back and lowered his head in thought, as if he was really moved by these words.

"This stinky Taoist priest is happy to see us stalling, let's attack together!"

Xiaoxiangzi saw through Zhao Zhijing's thoughts and spoke sinisterly. The mourning stick in his hand made a sound and he took the lead in attacking.

Yin Kexi was not angry. He smiled and swung the golden whip, then followed closely. When Nemo Xing saw that the two men finally took action, he immediately joined the battle.

The four of them fought together in an instant. The gold was dazzling, the snake whip was circling, and the hemp rope wrapped around the mourning stick was swinging back and forth, as if forming an invisible net that covered Zhao Zhijing.

However, it only lasted for a moment, and the sword light like a swimming dragon broke through the net and exchanged a move with the three people almost in no particular order.

Yin Kexi and his two companions were originally standing still and attacking from three sides, while Xiao Xiangzi at the back was about to attack from his back.

But Zhao Zhijing used a delaying tactic. After he handed out two swords, the long sword moved behind him like flowing water, collided with the mourning stick, and cut off most of the hemp rope on it.

Even though Yin Kexi had lived in the Central Plains for a long time and was familiar with the martial arts of various schools, he was still shocked when he suddenly encountered such swordsmanship.

"What the bald monk Jinlun Fawang said was actually true. This Taoist's swordsmanship is really amazing!"

After more than a dozen moves, the three people who should have had the upper hand were in danger. Not to mention opening the city gate, if they were even slightly careless, they would be immediately injured by the sword.

Xiaoxiangzi looked like a zombie, his face was originally pale, but now he was forced to jump up and down by the long sword, and coupled with the anger in his heart, an unnatural color appeared on his face.

"The thief bald misled me!"

"I was just wondering why this thief bald didn't come to attack, but went to fight Guo Jing instead. It turns out that he knew this Taoist priest was so difficult to deal with, so he took advantage of Guo Jing who had exhausted his strength!" "The last time the thief bald came back from Lujiazhuang, he didn't say a word about this mysterious swordsmanship. He just wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife!"

At this time, Xiaoxiangzi and the other two had already thought about escaping, while Zhao Zhijing could have used the left and right fighting skills and the One Yang Finger skill to defeat Yin Kexi, the weakest among the three.

But he wanted to keep all three of them, so he didn't make a move yet. He kept changing his moves and slowly forced the three of them into a corner.

"Could there be some accident on the top of the city?"

Zhao Zhijing dodged the dagger that suddenly appeared in Yin Kexi's left hand, and then shook his wrist and wrapped it around his golden whip.

He used his internal energy to send the soft whip flying, blocking Nemo Star's snake whip.

"The original plan was that Guo Jing would show weakness to King Jinlun, let him in and open the city gate, and then the two would attack together and close the door to beat the dog."

Zhao Zhijing saw that King Jinlun was not arriving for a long time and didn't know what had happened on the city wall. However, if he left, someone might take advantage of the situation and open the city gate, which was absolutely unacceptable.

In fact, King Jinlun learned his lesson this time. Instead of scheming with Yin Kexi and others, he decided to focus on dealing with Guo Jing.

Zhao Zhijing and Huang Rong have not shown up, which obviously shows that they have set up a tight net at the city gate. King Jinlun deliberately did not say anything because he wanted to make these three people suffer a heavy loss.

"I can't wait any longer."

Seeing that the three men were about to retreat, Zhao Zhijing chose to deal with Yin Kexi first. However, Yin Kexi didn't care about his status as a master at all, and used the lazy donkey rolling move to dodge, not caring at all that this could be regarded as a "humiliation under the crotch".

"It turns out that a man who knows the current situation is a hero!"

Zhao Zhijing shouted loudly and thrust his sword to stab Nimoxing, but Xiaoxiangzi knew that if he wanted to escape, he had to leave someone behind to hold Zhao Zhijing back for a while.

He immediately swung out the mourning stick. The tip of the stick seemed to be some distance away, but a cloud of black smoke came out immediately. Even before it got close, a fishy stench could be smelled.

"you!"

Nemo Xing was closer to Xiao Xiangzi. When he saw the stick being handed out, he thought he was going to help him. He was totally unprepared and was immediately sprayed.

He only had time to utter one word before he felt indescribable nausea and discomfort in his chest. Although he held his breath immediately, it was too late. In a rage, he swung the snake whip, wanting to keep Xiaoxiangzi as well.

"call!"

Zhao Zhijing, however, saw the opportunity quickly. He waved his robe sleeves and swept his left hand, causing the poisonous sand to fly backwards. At the same time, he slashed downward with the long sword in his right hand, cutting the tendons of Nemo Xing's leg.

Compared with Zhao Zhijing at this time, Nimoxing hated Xiaoxiangzi more. He felt a stinging pain in his feet and knew that if he didn't die today, he would become a prisoner.

Regardless of the poison, he leaped forward with all his might, determined to keep Xiaoxiangzi by his side.

However, it was just a hair's breadth away, and only the shoe on Xiaoxiangzi's left foot was pulled off.

If Nimoxing had stopped regulating his breathing immediately when he was poisoned just now, and relied on his profound internal strength, he would have been able to save his life.

But despite such an effort, the poison spread through his blood and energy throughout his limbs and bones, and ultimately he could not be saved.

Zhao Zhijing glanced at him, then looked in the direction where Xiao Xiangzi and the other man were fleeing. It was not too late to chase them now, but the gate of Xiangyang must not be neglected in the slightest.

"Xiaoxiangzi is so cruel and decisive, he is really a man of character."

Zhao Zhijing pierced Nimoxing's heart with a sword, and then he let out a long roar, signaling Huang Rong to take action. (End of this chapter)