The sword is the king of all soldiers!

When the Mongolian cavalry was invincible in the world, they relied on three things: horses, bows, arrows, and swords.

Batu has been very familiar with swords since he was a child. At this moment, he was trembling all over by Wang Cheng's words, but he was still sobered by the cold murderous intent in his heart, knowing that he could not throw the sword away and fight with Wang Cheng.

It has just been proved that he is not Wang Cheng's opponent to fight fists on the ground. He has also seen Wang Cheng's riding skills, and he is definitely not weaker than himself. He has no chance to bully Wang Cheng by relying on riding skills.

The blade in his hand may be his only chance.

"Stop talking nonsense, look at the knife."

Batu didn't want to continue talking nonsense and disturbed his emotions. He shouted loudly, squeezed his legs, and the sweaty and bloody BMW rushed out under his crotch, and the big knife roared towards Wang Cheng's waist.

This knife was just his temptation and his strength was not very strong.

However, Wang Cheng's whole mind was condensed, and his qi and blood were impacting at high speed.

When he stared at the knife, he could clearly see the trajectory of the blade.

Then, he used the Red Snow Stud Technique, and the sweat-blooded BMW under his crotch also neighed, and the next moment, the four hooves exerted force and rushed out suddenly.

As the peak boxing technique of offense and defense balance, the defense skills can also be said to have reached an extremely high level, and Wang Cheng has also incorporated some of the skills of Zhang's Tai Chi.

So, at this moment, Wang Cheng did not hide. In the shocked gaze of Batu and everyone, he rushed up directly against Batu's blade.

His hands slowly and solemnly slapped Batu's blade, his eyes never leaving the blade for a moment, and he watched the movement of the blade.

Batu's expression changed instantly. He knew that Wang Cheng saw that the sword was not strong, so he grabbed it with his hands. He quickly changed his moves, and the qi and blood burst into greater strength. His wrist flipped, and the slashing sword turned in the air. The sharp blade slashed directly towards Wang Cheng's shoulder.

However, he changed his moves in the middle and did not accumulate enough power in the end. So he still did not have all his strength.

A smile appeared on Wang Cheng's lips. He grabbed the flaw and walked towards the blade. His hands suddenly clasped together in front of him.

Bang…………

There was a muffled sound, and there was a sound of gold and iron fighting.

Agula, Buhe and Muren, the three masters of the Great Snow Mountain, widened their eyes.

The two young masters Aidingsang and Baye seemed shocked and a little decadent. They both saw that the gap between themselves and Wang Cheng was even bigger.

Taoist Changhe was relieved and also felt a little bitter. Wang Cheng's understanding of Earth Evil Fist exceeded his imagination and made him unable to handle himself in the future because he could no longer teach Wang Cheng anything.

And Monk Mingde looked extremely solemn!

Because, he saw that every time Wang Cheng used the secret of Dragon Elephant Fist since his attack, he used the secret of Dragon Elephant Fist, and the artistic conception of Divine Elephant almost reached an extremely high level, exceeding his expectations.

Monk Mingde knew that he had accidentally made his master's supreme boxing skills pass on, thus creating a young top master with almost no flaws.

According to this trend, when Wang Cheng truly grows up, it only takes more than ten or twenty years to accumulate, not to mention fifty or sixty years. Perhaps even the top Indian Buddhist master came to Wusheng Mountain because of the Dragon Elephant Fist technique, he would probably have no choice but to do anything to him.

With the insights of Monk Mingde, he could not think of what height Wang Cheng could reach in the future. In short, it was unimaginable.

Batu and Wang Cheng both rode sweat-blooded BMWs, so they both hit very quickly.

Batu saw that his blade was grabbed by Wang Cheng's hands, and his expression changed drastically, but then he did not retreat. He increased his strength again and pressed it down with the impact of the sweat-blooded BMW. If he wanted to slash it down with one knife, he would seriously injure Wang Cheng.

snort!

However, Wang Cheng did not entangle with him, and suddenly pulled the blade and moved the direction at the speed of the sweat-blooded BMW. Then he suddenly let go of the blade, and the cold blade brushed past his ears, and the cold breath made the hairs in his ears stand up.

At this moment, when the sweaty and bloody BMW under the two of them almost wiped the fur, Wang Cheng suddenly flipped his body, lay on the back of the horse, and kicked Batu behind him.

hold head high…………

In the air, there seemed to be a long elephant sound, heavy and long.

Wang Cheng's kick brought a whistling breath and broke through the air.

Batu looked solemn and did not panic. He knew that it was impossible for him to turn the direction to slash Wang Cheng's feet. It was too slow, so he could only wave his other hand to resist it with his palm technique.

Then, on one side of his body, he used a palm technique containing the power of the Vajra and whistled up and slapped Wang Cheng's feet.

Bang!

Foot collision.

Batu looked like a situation, took a breath of cold air, and felt a huge and irresistible force attacking, and the power of the Vajra in his palm was instantly broken.

With a crisp crack, his palm bones were injured in an instant, and he hurriedly retracted his palm.

What a powerful force!

Wang Cheng's kick did not have the strength, it was purely a huge force.

The power from the divine elephant is too great, so the difficulty of condensing the power is also increased exponentially.

For the first time, he used the leg technique in the steps of the divine elephant to directly attack the target, and the effect was very magical.

This shows that there are not no attacking skills in Dragon Elephant Fist, but they are hidden too deeply.

This kick defeated Batu's palm technique and kicked Batu on the back again. After a muffled bang, he kicked Batu on the back and almost fell down. He vomited a large mouthful of blood and sprinkled on the ground, which was very eye-catching.

Although he did not fall off the horse's back, Batu's hand temporarily lost its combat effectiveness.

It's just a meeting on the horse's back.

He was in a disadvantage again.

Batu felt that the gap between him and Wang Cheng was getting bigger and bigger, and he could hardly defeat this enemy.

Agula looked solemn and cold at the other side. He reached out and waved his hand in the air, and then continued to watch the battle in the middle.

Buch turned and left on his horse, leaving only Agula and Muren.

Wang Cheng in the field turned his horse's head and chased Batu again, and he had already occupied the upper score.

As long as Batu continues to face him head-on, he can defeat Batu without using three moves and win the victory of this competition.

Thousands of Mongolian warriors around him shouted loudly and gathered together. They could not really add much strength to Batu, but they just put more pressure in his heart.

When the two faced each other again, Batu did not hold back the sword. He took all his strength, and the Buddha's secret technique exploded. The blood and blood in his body burned, and the blade whistled up, cutting through the air. A thick layer of air condensed from the blade, almost at the tendency to condense into a substantial sword energy.

Unfortunately, he did not condense his sword energy after all, but he temporarily reached this extreme state with the help of the secret method of explosion. After all, he was not a specialist in practicing swords.

Seeing this knife, a figure flashed in Wang Cheng's heart unconsciously.

"It's a pity that you don't have the sword."

Wang Cheng said lightly, then lowered his body and slapped his palm on the back of the knife, changing the trajectory of the blade.

Batu felt fierce in his heart, and the blade slashed at the head of the sweat-blooded BMW under Wang Cheng's crotch.

The Mongolian warriors cheering around were shocked, and all stopped shouting and stared at the scene blankly.

Batu actually attacked the sweat-blooded BMW?

Although it is a sweat-blooded BMW that was stolen by Wang Cheng, it is also the pride and symbol of their snow-capped mountains...

How can the warriors in the Great Snow Mountain take ruthless actions to kill the sweat-blooded BMW?

This time, even Agula's expression changed.

Hongxue's original owner Aidingsang was even more angry. He clenched his fists tightly, and he wanted to rush forward to kill both Wang Cheng and Batu.

However, Batu had no emotion at the moment. He only had murderous intent in his heart.

Mongolian BMW?

Anyone who hinders him will be killed.

The cold blade stimulated the sweat. A layer of red sweat suddenly penetrated the neck of the BMW, with blood clamped inside.

Wang Cheng's expression finally changed. He hurriedly used the Hongxue stake method and reached the riding realm of unity of man and horse with the sweat-blooded BMW under his crotch. Then in the blink of an eye, he adjusted the direction of the sweat-blooded BMW, allowing Hongxue's body to quickly open sideways, and then Hongxue's four hooves exploded instantly.

Everyone stared at the whole horse with Wang Cheng alone, who actually flew up from the ground.

Hongxue, who was carrying Wang Cheng, seemed to become lighter, floating in the air. Her four hooves were still moving, as if she could exert force while stepping on the air.

Thousands of Mongolian warriors around him grew up in shock when they saw this situation.

The sweat-blooded BMW flew up?

Batu was also stunned for a moment. The blade almost wiped Hongxue's neck and cut off more than a dozen blood-red manes. There was a hint of dazed look at Hongxue flying up.

Then, his eyes widened.

Because, Wang Cheng suddenly jumped down from Hongxue's back, his feet were like two pillars, and they were hit like meteors, and directly stepped on Batu's head.

Batu roared lowly, hurriedly raised the blade and stabbed the fallen Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's kick was a leg technique that fell from the sky, and was also understood from the steps of the divine elephant, and was used on the horse's back.

Facing the blade, he was not confused at all. He twisted his waist, whistled his feet, rotated around in the air, and hit the blade with one kick.

There was a dull bang.

With this kick, the huge force kicked the blade in Batu's hand away from his palm and flew out. The heavy blade pierced into the ground more than a foot, and was still shaking continuously.

However, Batu still faced Wang Cheng's second kick.

Batu took a deep breath and knew that he had nowhere to hide. His body swelled up, becoming like a Buddha, or a glaring Vajra. He could still use the hand to slap Wang Cheng's calves.

boom…………
To be continued...