However, the danger still exists. If they don't react in time, they will be doomed.

Du Zhen nodded to Ye Qin and said, "I'm fine. I just feel a little emotional. It won't affect the action."

Although he and Vajra both belong to Buddhism, one is Shaolin and the other is Tantric, and they also belong to different countries.

Two days later.

"This is the royal tent on the grassland. Almost all the large tribes are gathered around it. This place is rich in water and grass, and is very suitable for establishing a ruling center." Ye Qin explained while riding on a horse, pointing to the large and small yurts in front of him.

Du Zhen nodded, not quite understanding, and finally said calmly: "Let's go. The grassland has become a big threat. We must do our best to curb their momentum, even if the success rate is very low."

After arriving at the royal court, the two separated and each went their own way to gather information. According to the previous plan, they only had one day to find out the details.

After separating from Ye Qin, Du Zhen walked alone towards a yurt. He had been disguised before, and no one could tell that he was a monk. Although he spoke Chinese, it was still possible to have some simple communication.

After finding out where the Imperial Master lived, he quietly went there. Along the way, he encountered many grassland patrol teams, but after a simple inspection, he was allowed to pass.

"According to the information I got, King Vajra should be in the tent in front, at least this is his residence. But no matter whether he is there or not, I should go and check it out first." After carefully checking that no one was paying attention, he quietly went in.

A foreign monk was holding a Buddhist scripture and reading it. Du Zhen's appearance startled the other party at first, but he calmed down immediately, as if he had expected it, and said, "You came a little later than I thought."

Du Zhen was startled and immediately looked around, thinking: Is there another ambush?

But after looking for a long time and not finding anything unusual, he asked puzzledly: "Did you know I was coming?"

On the main seat, King Vajra smiled faintly, "It's just a guess."

"Oh?" Du Zhen's eyes slightly stern, and he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Do you know who I am?"

He was now in disguise, and it was difficult for ordinary people to discover his true identity. But the King of Dharma in front of him seemed to know clearly, and smiled faintly: "The genius monk Duzhen from Shaolin Damo Academy, right?"

"..."

Do you know this?

Du Zhen was shocked, and said with a gloomy and scary face: "Then you should also know why I came here."

His voice sounded particularly impolite, and at the same time he was alert. He knew that since King Vajra knew he was coming, he would definitely be prepared and would not just sit there and wait for death.

"Come and kill me." King Kong said lightly, with a strange look on his face, and sneered, "But you and I are both in the acquired perfection realm. Do you think you have a chance to kill me? Maybe I will kill you."

"When it comes to single combat skills, you are not as good as me!" Du Zhen said confidently, "Even if we are at the same level, there is still a gap between people."

At this time, King Kong Dharma King shook his head and said calmly: "I have a younger brother named Jinlun, who will collect my body after I die. But what about you?

I think you should go back quickly, what happens here is not your business!"

Monk Duzhen raised his eyes and said in surprise: "You are scared!"

King Kong: “…”

Du Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said sarcastically: "Whether there is anyone to collect your body or not, you will eventually die, right?"

His words sounded faintly, and then he said indifferently: "Come on, I have long wanted to compete with you. We are both Buddhists, but my Shaolin is the most authentic sect in the world. How can the Tantric Buddhism compare with it?"

There was a chill in his voice, which was intended to solve the problem of the troubled times and to compete with the Tantric Buddhism. After saying this, he immediately took a fighting stance.

"You are quite confident." King Kong Dharma King smiled faintly, slowly put down the scriptures in his hand, picked up a string of Buddhist beads, "Come on, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

There were only two of them here, so it was a good opportunity for them to compete with each other.

"Dharma Palm!"

Du Zhen casually slapped out with his palm, and pounced on King Kong Dharma King like a mad tiger. This palm was extremely powerful, strong and terrifying.

King Kong Dharma King smiled faintly, with the Buddhist beads hanging on his hands, and put his hands together and said: "Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage to the Lord, this move should be very familiar to you."

He raised his hand, circulated his true energy in his palm, and his body flipped up and chopped fiercely at Monk Duzhen.

boom!
The two palms collided, and both men were knocked back a step. Then they leaped forward and fought with their hands and feet.

"interesting!"

Duzhen glanced at him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He jumped up, added true energy to his feet, and quickly kicked at King Kong Dharma King. King Kong Dharma King rolled away, but the low table on the ground suffered.

Bang!

Duzhen's foot swept across the low table, and the originally hard low table shattered instantly. King Kong Dharma King's face darkened, and he quickly threw the Buddhist beads in his hand at Duzhen.

These Buddhist beads, which are blessed with true energy, are equally powerful.

"You are indeed a genius, but I am not inferior to you!" With a trembling cold voice, King Vajra suddenly spun in the air, and after a few somersaults, he pointed a finger at Du Zhen.

Du Zhen exclaimed, "The powerful Vajra Finger?"

Isn't this one of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills? How could this kid know this?
After being stunned for a moment, he quickly adjusted his mentality and used all 72 unique skills, with various methods emerging one after another. This battle was all about fists and feet, and apart from the Buddhist beads of King Kong Dharma King, there were basically no other weapons.

There is no fairy from the sky as in the legend, no powerful force that shakes the earth, and no means with great destructive power.

boom!
Half an hour later, the two had exchanged more than a thousand moves, and neither had the upper hand, with both sides evenly matched.

"No, if this goes on, even though I can't defeat him, he can't defeat me either. What should I do?" Du Zhen was secretly anxious. If he couldn't kill King Vajra, the mission would not be completed and the troubles of the chaotic world would continue.

He knew very well that with King Kong Dharma King's talent, he would be able to break through the Xiantian realm in just three or two years. "After he breaks through the Xiantian realm, his strength will be even more terrifying. If he supports a tribe on the grassland, it will be easy for him to go south."

He must be eliminated!

Duzhen gritted his teeth and rushed forward again. Although the two had fought countless times and knew each other's moves very well, this time, Duzhen's methods were even tougher. "King Kong Dharma King, if you don't die, how can we rest in peace?"

There was a hint of chill in his cold eyes. This Jin national teacher must not be allowed to live.

"I have my choice, and you have your choice." King Kong Dharma King said coldly: "If you want to kill me, your strength as Monk Duzhen is not enough."

As they were both at the post-natal perfect realm, he did not think he was weaker than Du Zhen. The two fought again. Strangely, no one around noticed their fight, as if no one knew they were fighting at all. "It seems that it's time to use another method!" Du Zhen's mouth was cold, and suddenly his aura was strong, and he punched the King Kong Dharma King fiercely. The King Kong Dharma King wanted to dodge, but suddenly found that his body could not move.

boom!
The Vajra Dharma King was knocked flying and hit the ground hard, tearing everything on the ground into pieces.

He looked at Monk Duzhen in surprise and glared at him, "You, you actually used a forbidden technique! Improving your strength in this way will only damage your martial arts potential. You will never be able to break through the Xiantian realm again!"

What's the point of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own?

On the side, Du Zhen clenched his fists again and said coldly: "So what? As long as you die, it's enough. Even if I can't break through the Xiantian realm, I am willing!"

The two had never met before, but Duzhen was willing to follow the arrangement of his uncle, the Dharma Master. There were wolves on the grassland, so he came to kill them.

King Kong Dharma King was very angry at Duzhen's words, his face turned cold, and finally he said angrily: "You lunatic!"

Only a madman would do it without any worries. He shouted with a trembling voice: "Duzhen, if you retreat now, I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise..."

He was so angry at Du Zhen that his face hurt, and he was helpless when he met a madman.

At this time, Du Zhen said coldly: "What else? Do you want to use forbidden techniques? I don't think you have the courage!"

He dares to sacrifice himself for the people of the world, but Vajra Dharma King may not dare to do so.

For King Kong Dharma King, the situation has not yet reached the most critical moment, and he still has a chance to escape. He is a person who wants to break through the Xiantian realm, so why would he use forbidden methods?

"asshole!"

In a rage, King Kong Dharma King even wanted to kill someone. This bastard was deliberately playing tricks on him!

"Suppress the demon!"

Du Zhen's face was fierce and murderous.

King Kong Dharma King was not stupid, so he naturally discovered Du Zhen's murderous intention. But he was unwilling to use forbidden techniques, nor did he want to escape. "If we can defeat or kill this guy, doesn't it mean that Shaolin is not as good as my Tantric Buddhism?"

This thought came up and could not be shaken off. He became angry and said, "Since you want to play, then this Dharma King will play with you!"

Anyway, he still has a younger brother, so he is not worried that no one will take the body.

Little did he know that a short knife hidden in the boots of Monk Duzhen suddenly appeared and stabbed King Kong Dharma King when he was completely unprepared.

puff!

"you……"

King Kong Dharma King covered his stomach, and his hands were no longer strong. He had no idea that Monk Duzhen was actually playing dirty tricks, and said in a trembling voice: "What a good plan to build a plank road in the open while secretly attacking Chencang."

If he hadn't been plotted against, he wouldn't have died so soon.

Monk Duzhen's move was a complete surprise, and he was killed without even being prepared. King Kong Dharma King thought he would have another fight of fists and feet, but who knew it would end up like this.

What a bastard!
The extremely angry King Vajra suddenly panicked and murmured, "It's over. Am I going to die?"

Before he could think more, his consciousness was about to fall into darkness. At this time, Monk Duzhen stabbed him a few more times, and the King of King Kong was completely hopeless.

King Kong Dharma King: "I won't accept this!"

This was probably his last thought. A generation of Tantric Dharma King fell, and nothing happened.

On the grassland, next to several large tents.
Ye Qin looked at the finely crafted tents in front of him, with faintly visible brocade stripes spreading out from the top to the surroundings, and thought to himself: "According to the information I heard before, this should be the tent of the descendants of the Laotie family."

His first target was obviously Kublai Khan, the grandson of his old friend, who was the fourth child in the family after Mongke.

He had asked many people before, but he couldn't get a definite answer. He was only told that the descendants of Lao Tie lived in some special tents. Because Lao Tie was not crowned king, his sons were basically addressed by their names, not to mention his grandchildren.

"Forget it, let's go in and take a look first." Ye Qin raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "After all, they are descendants of the Laotie family. I think the owner here should know which tent Kublai Khan lives in."

With this thought in mind, Ye Qin quietly slipped into a yurt. He thought he might be discovered, but suddenly he heard a snoring sound, "Is this guy still sleeping?"

He walked towards the big bed in the tent and saw a rough-looking man lying on it. Fortunately, it was a hot day, otherwise he would have frozen to death.

Ye Qin slowly approached and took a look at the burly man. He felt that he would not wake up for a while, so he looked around and found that there were no guards or the like. His eyes fell on the table.

There were some letters written in Mongolian on the table, but there were also a few written in Chinese. He could vaguely see the words "Zhijin" written at the end of one of the letters.

"Isn't this Mongke's courtesy name? He is Tolui's eldest son, with a courtesy name of Zhijin. He once participated in the Western Expedition led by the commander-in-chief of the eldest son's army. Later, after he succeeded to the throne, he was known in history as Mongke Khan." Ye Qin originally wanted to find Kublai Khan, after all, Kublai Khan was the biggest threat.

"But since he met Mengge here, it's his bad luck." A fierce light flashed in Ye Qin's eyes, and he walked towards the sleeping Mengge.

boom!
He punched Mengge hard in the face, and Mengge woke up. He turned over but was kicked to the ground by Ye Qin again. Ye Qin asked coldly, "Where is Kublai Khan's tent?"

He slapped Mengge hard again. Mengge was about to get angry, but he felt a chill on his neck. A sword was already placed on his neck.

He was born with supernatural powers. If he had reacted immediately, he might have been able to save his life, or at least not die. But now, he could no longer resist.

"You, who are you?" Mengge's face changed and he frowned and asked, "I am the prince of the grassland, you..."

Before he could finish, Ye Qin punched him again.

"Shut up! I didn't ask you to speak. I asked you where Kublai Khan's tent is. Just answer honestly." Ye Qin still said coldly.

Mengge's face turned pale and he almost vomited blood. He finally realized that he was looking for his fourth brother Kublai Khan. He said unhappily, "Why are you asking me? I don't know."

He was going to refuse to answer the question.

But Ye Qin didn't intend to let him do what he wanted, and said coldly: "Hurry up and tell me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

He clenched the sword in his hand and immediately cut a bloody mark on Mengge's neck. Mengge finally felt fear, it turned out that Ye Qin was really not joking.

A chill surged from the bottom of his heart, and he quickly said, "The fourth one on the left!" (End of this chapter)

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