Kick it down with one kick.

Wang Cheng was not afraid of Batu's Vajra power and fought head-on.

He wants to break Batu's confidence, break Batu's dignity, and leave a shadow in Batu's heart.

With a loud bang, a series of auras rushed out.

Batu was instantly kicked out of the horse by Wang Cheng, and the Vajra Palm Technique collapsed in the blink of an eye. He fell to the ground and rolled out seven or eight meters before he stabilized his body. His whole body was in a mess, and his upper body almost lost consciousness, and his qi and blood were almost frozen.

The force of Wang Cheng's kick was still so strong that it could not resist it, as if an elephant had stepped on it.

boom……

The next moment, Wang Cheng landed on the ground and stepped on it with one foot. The huge force erupted again, trampling the ground into a small pit of more than one meter in a radius of more than one meter. A stream of soil flew out.

It was quiet around.

All the Mongolian warriors who were shouting stood there blankly, and the horses were extremely quiet. The breathing sounds decreased.

Batu has lost.

In three games, Wang Cheng defeated Batu twice in a row. He won two games. He has won this competition between the two major sects, and there is no need to continue the third game.

The grudges of the two major sects over the past few hundred years seem to have reached their peak at this moment.

Wang Cheng stood there, his eyes just glanced at Batu, then looked at Agula and Muren, and asked in a deep voice: "Daxue Mountain, are there still people?"

The sound of this question seemed plain. However, the sound waves were extremely thick, and the secret of exerting force was implicitly fluctuated back and forth in the valley, making everyone hear it clearly.

Thousands of Mongolian warriors around them all looked ugly, and everyone seemed very angry, wanting to rush up to fight Wang Cheng to maintain the honor of their sect.

However, no one moved because they knew that they were humiliating themselves when they came up. They just added shame to the Great Snow Mountain.

Both Aidingsang and Baye looked ugly, and they were obviously suppressed by Wang Cheng.

From then on, Daxue Mountain will be under the suppression of Wusheng Mountain.

Success and defeat of the enemy.

So simple.

Agula sat on the back of the horse, his face flushed a little. His anger reached a critical point. He stared at his disciple Batu fiercely and said coldly to Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, don't be arrogant. Do you think that if you defeat Batu, you will win this war? Do you think you, your master, the old Taoist priest, and the old bald donkey in Mingde can walk out of my snowy mountain safely?"

Agula waved his hand again and shouted: "Today, no matter whether you win or lose, you can't get out of my snowy mountain, you will all be buried here. Because this is war!"

This is war!

Soldiers never get tired of deceit!

Agula's voice came out, and it was also stirring in the mountains. The echoes kept echoing back and forth.

However, the mountains were quiet and there was no sound.

Agula was a little stunned. Didn’t he wave his hand and signal twice? Why didn’t anyone come out?

He looked back at the mountain, then looked at the entrance of the valley to the north, but he didn't see anyone he should have seen. What's going on?

He looked at Batu in an instant, his eyes filled with anger and questioning.

Wang Cheng's expression changed slightly and became solemn. He knew that things had changed, but he was not panicked. He called Hongxue over and rode Hongxue to his master Taoist Changhe and Monk Mingde to meet together.

But, what about Zhao Yaoyang?

Wang Cheng looked around and didn't see Zhao Yaoyang, and he felt a little worried.

"Watch it and watch them bite the dog first, we won't have any trouble."

Taoist priest Changhe whispered to Wang Cheng, looking very calm.

The same is true for Monk Mingde. He put his hands together and the temperature of his whole body increased. It was obvious that he was transporting blood at high speed and was about to prepare for his actions.

At this time, Batu stood up from the ground, rubbed his hands that were injured by Wang Cheng, and carried the secret method of Buddha in his body. He looked at Master Agula without any emotion, as if he was looking at a passerby A B and C, and said lightly: "Master, you are old, your slogan is useless."

Agula's expression turned extremely dark. He knew what Batu did that he didn't know, and shouted loudly: "Batu, what did you do?"

Batu said coldly: "It's just that the disobedient people disappear and find a stronger person to cooperate with. Master, I have told you a long time ago that Daxue Mountain only needs one master, and that Daxue Mountain is the strongest Daxue Mountain, but if you don't listen, I can only do it."

He looked at Wang Cheng again, shouting without any concealment: "Wang Cheng, do you think you won? I tell you, you and your master will die today!"

Wang Cheng sneered and said nothing.

After saying that, Batu whistled a long whistle to the sky.

Bang bang bang bang...

In an instant, the sky recalled several crisp and melodious gunshots, which sounded from several directions.

All the Mongolian warriors in the valley were panicked.

Agula, Muren, Bat, Aidingsan, Baye and others all looked ugly and frightened. No one expected that things would be like this.

I saw groups of people appearing at the entrances of the valley and on the mountains on both sides, hundreds of them were all with tiger-backed and bear-backed and bear-backed, tall and big-sized Russians, each of them exuded a tough aura, and they were all holding hot weapons.
Chapter completed!