Since the horse could no longer be carried, Yang Guo simply turned over and got off the horse. For a martial arts figure like him, fighting alone naturally requires both feet to be more suitable for playing. Moreover, many exquisite moves also require footwork to cooperate. Riding a horse is suitable for rushing into a large army. Now that we encounter such a master of the same level, we need to be down-to-earth and do our best.

In that move just now, he recognized Basiba's strength and even judged that the opponent's martial arts were at least no less than his. Although he had always rushed to the front line since he led his troops out of the city, his internal strength had been consumed a lot, and he did not use all his strength to the sword just now. But even so, those who could easily take over his sword without any impact were actually counted in the martial arts world today. And those who could count were among the top masters.

Basiba was able to take it easily, and he did not retreat at all. He didn't even shake his body, and even the horses under his seat could protect him together. This shows that his martial arts are already at the top of the martial arts world today.

Faced with this master of the same level, Yang Guo's expression became solemn. However, although he was slightly inferior to the battle with the other hand, he was not afraid at this time. Just one move did not mean that he was not the opponent of Basiba. Moreover, he had been fighting in the Mongolian army for more than an hour, and his internal strength was consumed a lot. Basiba could also infer his general strength by watching his move, but he had no idea about Basiba. So just now, Basiba was considered to be a good fight to beat him with good preparation.

Basiba reached out and gently pressed the horse's back, and jumped off the horse and landed on the ground. He stood still and did not move, and did not take out weapons. Obviously, he planned to still face the enemy with empty hands.

"You don't know the power of my heavy sword!" Seeing Basiba so arrogant, Yang Guo said in his heart, but he didn't remind Basiba Liang of his weapons. Now it is a battle between two armies and the battle between the country's foundation is not a battle between gentlemen who are more skilled in fighting on the arena. Since the other party is entrusted to take this loss, it is natural for him to take advantage of it.

His skill of using internal force to release his sword energy from the air just now was of course extremely powerful, but he did not exert the power of the heavy sword itself. He held the heavy sword, which was a sharp weapon, and sometimes he could win a little more than one or two moves. Therefore, if he held the sword and fought in close combat, he would be very confident in defeating Basiba, let alone the other party would not use weapons.

After the two of them faced each other for a while, Yang Guo took a step and flashed to Basiba as if he was shrinking into an inch. The central palace went straight in and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

Basiba still didn't dodge or avoid it. Before Yang Guo could stab in, he hit her again in the air and hit Yang Guo in the chest. The momentum of this palm was not as strong as the one just now, but its strength was more concentrated and more powerful.

Seeing the power of this palm, Yang Guo's face changed, and the tip of the sword slanted, and the palm force that pierced Basiba.

With a loud "bang", Yang Guo pierced the palm power of Basiba with his sword and dispersed. However, although the force of this palm was so strong that he couldn't help but take four steps back in a row.

After he stabilized his body, he looked at Basiba, and his face became even more serious. This time, he was not as good as the power of the weight bonus of his heavy sword itself, but he was still at a disadvantage after fighting hard. However, Basiba was still not affected by the slightest recoil force, and he looked calm and gentle, obviously not doing his best.

"This monk's internal strength is really hard to measure. Although I consume a lot of internal strength at the moment, not in the fullest state, even if I fight with him in the fullest state, I'm afraid I can't take much advantage." After two consecutive fights, Yang Guo couldn't help but be surprised by Basiba's strength, and even felt that the monk's martial arts were unpredictable and profound.

With a "huh" sound, the sound of dragon roars came faintly in the air. Before he could think too much, Basiba slashed with his palm.

Yang Guochen shouted, plucked up all his strength, and slashed away with one sword without giving in. After a loud "bang", he involuntarily retreated several steps again.

Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others saw Yang Guo fighting against Basiba on the head of Xiangyang City. Seeing that Yang Guo was at a disadvantage in three moves, they couldn't help but look distorted, and were surprised by Basiba's strength.

They all know how high Yang Guo’s martial arts are now. If they are empty-handed, they may still have some advantage. But if Yang Guo holds the sharp weapon of the Black Iron Heavy Sword in his hand, it will be their turn to be careful. If he is not careful, he may be suppressed by Yang Guo. But now Yang Guo’s heavy sword is still at a disadvantage by the monk. That only means that the monk’s martial arts are even higher. If he is stronger than Yang Guo, it also means that he is stronger than himself and others.

Guo Jing asked in surprise: "Who is this monk? His martial arts are so powerful, even Guo'er is not his opponent? Judging from his martial arts, he is the same lineage as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, but he is much more powerful than the Golden Wheel Dharma King."

The Western Regions and the Central Plains are thousands of miles apart, with inconvenient roads and difficult news. Basiba may have a good reputation in Tibet in the Western Regions, but this name has not been spread far to the Central Plains, so Guo Jing and others did not recognize Basiba.

Huang Yaoshi said: "There are actually quite a lot of masters in the Western Regions Tantric Sects, but most of these monks are dedicated to practicing and have no intention of earthly affairs, so they are not famous."

Yi Deng said: "Yes, there are indeed many masters in the Tantric sects. During the Northern Song Dynasty, a monk from the Great Lun Ming King appeared in Tantric Buddhism, who was the Dharma King of the Tubo Kingdom at that time. This man had great martial arts skills and had defeated many senior monks in the Tianlong Temple at that time when he visited our Dali Tianlong Temple."

Huang Yaoshi looked at the fight between Yang Guo and Basiba, and then took the conversation and said, "This monk is so young, it seems that he is not much older than Guoer. He can actually have such unpredictable martial arts. I think he is also a very outstanding figure in Tantric Buddhism, the master of the Living Buddha."

After saying that, he sighed, "Guo'er has been rushing out for more than an hour and has been fighting for a long time. His internal strength must be consumed a lot. At this time, he will face a master of this level, and he may not be his opponent. Jing'er, you should just call the gold to withdraw the troops and call him back. So that he will fall into the formation after a long time."

"What my father-in-law said is very true!" Guo Jing nodded and responded. He ordered people to go to Mingjin to withdraw the troops and asked Yang Guo to lead his troops back.

But by this time, the sound of the sound of Mingjin withdrawing the troops was already a little late. Although Yang Guo could hear the sound of Jinjin, Basi's slap was flying, and the attack was like a tide. The palm power that filled him around him made him feel like he was trapped in a mud and could not escape for a while.

Guo Jing saw that Yang Guo could not escape for a moment on the top of the city. He ordered someone to send his bow, then pulled the arrow in his hand, pulling the bow like a full moon. Then he aimed at Basiba, loosened the string in his hand, and the feather arrow sounded "swoosh", turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Basiba quickly.

When an arrow was shot out, Guo Jing immediately put an arrow on the string. But he heard the "swish" sound. He shot three arrows in a row with his continuous bead arrow technique.

When the three arrows arrived, Basiba either used his move to block or dodge, but did not hurt him at all. However, Guo Jing's three arrows did not intend to hurt him, but wanted to save Yang Guo from the trap. When he blocked and avoided the three arrows, the offensive was loosened a little and Yang Guo swung his sword and retreated.

Yang Guo brought his troops back to the city. After counting, nearly a thousand soldiers and horses had been damaged. Not long after Yang Guo retreated, Mengge from Mongolia also ordered the Mingjin to withdraw his troops and no longer continue to attack the city.

Yang Guo led his troops out to kill him, especially Yang Guo was extremely brave. No one could stop him, and the Mongolian army was also beaten to a great decline in morale, which made him feel scared. Although the national teacher Basiba finally blocked Yang Guo and gained the upper hand in the fight, Yang Guo finally retreated with the help of Guo Jing and failed to achieve his full results. Therefore, the morale of being defeated was difficult to recover for a while, and it would be futile to fight again and could not take down Xiangyang City. Instead of continuing to waste the lives of his soldiers, it would be better to retreat and rest first and fight again tomorrow.

Seeing the Mongolian army retreating like a tide, Guo Jing and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief on the top of the city. Not long after, Yang Guo handed over the troops and returned to the top of the city.

"How are you doing, Guo'er? Are you injured?" Seeing Yang Guo coming up, Guo Jing stepped forward to greet him first, looked up and down and asked with concern.

"Thank you, father-in-law, for your concern, your son-in-law is fine." Yang Guo said thanking. Since he had married Guo Fu, his name for Guo Jing and Huang Rong was naturally different.

Seeing that he was really fine, Guo Jing felt relieved, and then asked about his fight with Basiba. Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others also gathered around and were very concerned about this matter.

When Yang Guo talked about the sound of dragon roaring and elephant roaring when Basiba came out of his palm, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but feel moved and said, "I heard that there is a supreme Dharma protector magic skill in Tantric Buddhism called "Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna P

"What kind of kung fu is this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu"? Is it very powerful? I wonder how it is compared to the "Nine Yin True Sutra"?" The old naughty boy asked curiously after hearing this.

Yideng came over and said, "I have heard from people about this "Dragon Elephant Ship Like Gong". It is said that this kung fu is divided into thirteen levels. After each level is practiced, it can increase the power of a dragon and an elephant, which is extremely powerful."

The old naughty boy was shocked when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Good guy, this is so swearing. We Han people are bragging, and all these Tibetan monks are bragging about elephants. If they really can increase the power of a dragon and an elephant, wouldn't this skill be only practiced into one level and you will be invincible in the world!"

Huang Yaoshi smiled and said, "It is naturally a boastful statement that can increase the power of a dragon and an image. However, this martial arts is really powerful and extraordinary. After practicing one level, the internal strength will increase exponentially. The first level is one, the second level is two, the third level is four, the fourth level is eight, and so on. If you can really practice the thirteenth level, you can calculate how powerful this skill will be."

When everyone heard this, they could not help but feel shocked. The old naughty boy was still a little confused, and he still held his fingers and couldn't figure it out.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at everyone and continued, "However, although this kung fu is extremely powerful, it is very difficult to practice. The difficulty is progressive, the more you practice it later, the more time it takes. The first level of kung fu is the most simple, even if you are a fool, you can practice it in one or two years as long as you are taught. The second level is twice as deep as the first level, which takes three or four years. The third level is twice as deep as the second level, which takes seven or eight years."

"The more you increase exponentially, the more you go, the harder it will be. After reaching the fifth level, you will need to practice more than thirty years of hard work. In the Tantric Buddhism, there have been many outstanding monks and scholars. However, no one has practiced this thirteenth level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna" to the tenth level. In fact, this skill is gradually progressing, and it is impossible to practice it. If someone reaches the age of a thousand years, he will eventually reach the thirteenth level. However, life is limited. If you want to practice to the seventh level and the eighth level before the end of the year, you must be impatient. In this way, you often fall into a great danger of being unable to reach the end of the year and be in a state of devil. It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, a monk from Tibet practiced to the ninth level and continued to improve bravely and diligently. When he practiced to the tenth level, his inner demon suddenly arose and could not control himself. Finally, he danced wildly for seven days and seven nights and died from his menopause."

Hong Qigong said: "According to what you said, this skill is so difficult to practice. At the age of Basiba, wouldn't it be at most that he could practice the fifth level? If only the fifth level has such power, then this skill is indeed very powerful, and it is not a small matter."

Huang Yaoshi shook his head and said, "My statement is just common sense. People with extraordinary talents are often unreasonable. And no matter how powerful the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is, it is impossible for the fifth level to have such power. When I was a young man, I traveled all over the world and visited the Western Regions. At that time, I was fortunate to see a Tantric monk who practiced the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the seventh level. But it was not as powerful as the Basiba Troop today. He could use such power, in my opinion, at least he had practiced the tenth level."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked again. Looking at how old Na Basiba was, if he had really mastered the tenth level of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", he would be a genius who was only born in hundreds of years.

However, although Huang Yaoshi boldly guessed, he still had a little conservative guess. Na Basiba's "Dragon and Elephant Prajna" not only practiced into the tenth level, but has already practiced into the twelfth level. Only one level is missing, he can fully master it and practice the supreme Dharma protector skill of this Tantric Buddhism. He can truly be unprecedented and no one will come.

In the original book, King Jinlun Dharma only practiced to the tenth level after sixteen years, and was called "Shengyun Shuoxi". As expected, Basiba is more talented than his senior brother, and is truly worthy of being the first emperor of the Mongolian Yuan in real history. He left his name in later middle school history textbooks.

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On the second day, Mongolia did not attack the city in large numbers. Instead, at Chenzheng, dozens of elite cavalry escorted the national master Basiba in white monk's robe to the city of Xiangyang. This Mongolian master was going to fight alone and challenge the experts of the Central Plains martial arts in Xiangyang City.

Since they came to challenge, everyone naturally had to accept it, otherwise they would become timid before the battle. Although after the battle between Yang Guo and Basiba on the battlefield yesterday, everyone was already very shocked at the high martial arts of Basiba, and Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and others even thought that they were probably not the opponents of Basiba; but they would not even have the courage to go up and try it out, and things in the world are absolutely absolutely necessary. Only by taking action can we know the level of the situation.

Yang Guo had a tough time fighting with Basiba on the battlefield yesterday, and in the end he could only escape with the help of Guo Jing. Although he knew in his heart that even if he was in full force, he might not be his opponent of Basiba, but today he had fully cultivated his spirit and recovered his skills, but he still had to go out in full force. So he was the first to ask Guo Jing to go to the battle.

Guo Jing pondered for a moment, reminded him to be careful, and then nodded and agreed.

Yang Guo came out with the Black Iron Sword and fought with Basiba for hundreds of rounds, but was eventually defeated.

Guo Jing went to the second round and was still no match for Basiba.

The third formation, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and Yideng of the fifth formation, all three of them were defeated by Basi. Moreover, the tricks he had walked under his hands were not as good as Yang Guo and Guo Jing.

Although the three of them are all extremely skilled in martial arts, they are already old at this time and are all in their seventies. They are not as strong as Yang Guo and Guo Jing, and are still in their prime. Although they are getting older, their hands are more experienced and their martial arts experience is richer, but after all, time is unforgiving, and their physical functions have declined, and they cannot stand the long battle.

The old naughty boy finally made the final appearance, but even though he used the skills of fighting left and right, distracting the two things, and even used the skills of the "Nine Yin Scriptures", he was still no match for Basiba in the end.

"The heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not craftsmanship." After Yang Guo learned the heavy sword technique, he began to break skill with force. No matter how exquisite the opponent's moves are, he is purely pressing with greater strength. Combined with the powerful weapon tailored by the Black Iron Heavy Sword, it is simply unfavorable.

But this time I met Shangba Siba, I met the nemesis. He used his strength to defeat the cleverness. He relied on the great power of the twelve-level "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung" to defeat everyone in power. Whether it was defeated by Yang Guo, Guo Jing, or Hong Qigong and others, it was the same routine. But "one move will make you eat all over the world", and everyone could not be better in power, and they could only lose with regret.

Within a few days, these masters were defeated one after another under Basiba, and the Mongolian army was greatly motivated while watching the battle. Correspondingly, the morale of the Xiangyang defenders and a group of martial arts people from the Southern Song Dynasty fell sharply.

After the old naughty boy was defeated, there was no more master in Xiangyang City to fight. Although the martial arts people were angry, even Guo Jing, Yang Guo and others were not opponents of Basiba. They could only die when they went up.

"I wonder if Alliance Leader Yin is here, will he be the opponent of that monk?"

In addition to the despair of everyone, someone remembered Yin Zhiping, a master who had long been retiring from the world and had never appeared once in ten years.

"Cry!"

Basiba brought people to the city of Xiangyang to challenge this day. After waiting for no one to respond, he said that he could accept that Guo Jing and others would go side by side, from more to less. As soon as this statement was made, Yang Guo and others gritted their teeth and hated each other, feeling that they had suffered a great humiliation, but they refuted silently. Fighting alone, none of them was the opponent of Basiba.

At this moment, a clear roar of crane suddenly sounded and came from afar.

From the birds like Wuhe near Xiangyang, let alone the sound of cranes singing in Xiangyang City. When the crane roar sounded, everyone couldn't help but feel curious and looked at the sound.

Looking up, I saw a black dot in the west sky, which was rapidly changing from small to large. In a short while, I could see it. It was a crane with a vermilion red elixir-topped black neck, white body, ink-tail feathers, and slender legs behind me. The strangest point was that the crane seemed to be carrying someone on its back.

As they got closer, everyone could see that there was indeed someone carrying the crane, and there were two people, one man and one woman standing on the crane's back with each other. The man was wearing a gray long gown, while the woman was wearing a white dress that looked like snow.

I came by a crane, could this be an immortal?

The crane flew so fast that everyone was asking questions from their hearts that the crane had already flown over Xiangyang City. After another cry of crane, it then circled and flew down and landed on the top of Xiangyang City.
Chapter completed!