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Chapter 177: Ice Soul Explodes! (Seeking monthly tickets)
After the humid and hot air flow brushed across his palm, a stream of purple water suddenly appeared and floated in the palm of Mu Sheng's hand.

There are some unknown golden fragments mixed in the water, rising and falling in the water, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

At the same time, a stream of white true energy gushed out from Mu Sheng's palm, and the cold air as cold as a thousand-year-old iceberg instantly spread out.

Under the attack of this cold air, the purple-gold water flow froze into a short and thick round column.

A palm-length purple-gold short stick was formed instantly.

Then the short stick fell from suspension and was firmly held in Mu Sheng's hand.

Purple-gold water streams continued to appear out of thin air, and the white extremely cold true energy continued to gush out.

The two ends of the purple gold short stick began to spread and grow outward like trees.

Soon, a purple-gold rod more than two meters long appeared in Mu Sheng's hand.

There are coiled dragon and auspicious cloud patterns carved on both ends of the purple gold stick, and five words are carved on the middle of the stick.

Ruyi Golden Hoop!
"What a great ice weapon! What a great weapon!"

Mu Sheng looked at the golden cudgel in his hand, as if he was possessed by the Monkey King, and a heroic spirit to fight against heaven and earth rose from his heart.

The golden cudgel in his hand was waving wildly, like a spinning purple-gold whirlwind, sweeping up all the gravel on the ground.

Rumble!
Whoosh whoosh!
Just as Mu Sheng was shaping the weapon in his hand, thousands of Mongolian cavalry had already approached him.

The sound of thousands of horses galloping was like a dragon turning over, and the earth was shaking.

The roar of horse hooves echoed throughout the battlefield like the muffled thunder before a rainstorm.

Arriving faster than the war horses was a rain of arrows, with dense arrows falling like raindrops.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The golden hoop in Mu Sheng's hand spun in front of him like a purple-gold windmill, deflecting all the arrows.

"Come and fight!"

Faced with tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalrymen who were rushing towards them like an avalanche of snow, he showed no fear at all, but instead laughed heartily.

Stand up the stick!

Mu Sheng poked the ground with the golden cudgel in his hand, then he jumped up and landed on the top of the golden cudgel.

Then he crossed his feet, kicked and stepped, and used the top of the golden hoop to gain momentum and leap.

His figure leaped up a bit, and the golden cudgel also flew up and spun, landing steadily in the palm of his hand.

He leaped three meters into the air with his stick.

Swish swish!
Seeing the enemy flying high into the sky, the Mongolian cavalry rushing towards them did not pause for the slightest, but raised their spears in unison.

The weapons emitting cold light formed a sharp sea of spears and halberds. As long as Mu Sheng fell down, he would be stabbed like a hedgehog.

"Ice Soul Explosion Shoot!"

Mu Sheng held one end of the golden hoop stick with both hands and smashed it down with force. The purple-gold stick drew a fan-shaped area in the sky.

Where the tip of the stick landed, a large mass of purple-gold liquid suddenly appeared.

Amid the humming sound of the air being torn apart, the head of the stick engraved with coiled dragon and auspicious cloud patterns, emitting a cold white mist, smashed heavily into the ball of purple-gold liquid.

Bang! ! !
The huge impact force caused the purple-gold liquid to explode instantly, turning into countless tiny water mists that sprayed towards the Mongolian cavalry below.

During the flight, the golden fragments in the water mist gathered forward under the action of inertia, pulling the water droplets into long and slender shapes.

Afterwards, they were frozen by the extremely cold true energy into long and thin dragon-whisker ice needles, with golden light emitting from the needle tips.

The special structure makes the water mist spray over a very wide range, covering as many as five or six hundred Mongolian cavalrymen.

In a moment, the ice needles had already fallen on the bodies of these Mongolian cavalrymen.

However, although the ice needles were sharp, they were too small. After passing through a long space, they were no longer enough to pierce the clothes of the Mongolian cavalry.

Even the ice needles that dripped onto the exposed skin of the Mongolian cavalry were turned into water droplets by the heat from their body surfaces.

"Purple water?"

A Mongolian cavalryman felt a cool sensation on his skin while charging, and instinctively glanced at the purple-gold liquid dripping on his hand.

As soon as a doubtful thought emerged in my mind, a sharp pain and itching instantly came from the skin and spread throughout the body.

In an instant, the Mongolian cavalry began to feel pain and itching all over their bodies.

There is no part of the skin, bones, or internal organs that does not hurt, and no part that does not itch.

"what!"

The pain and itching that penetrated deep into their bones made the Mongolian cavalry, who had been on many battles and had hearts as hard as ice, unable to hold back and wail in agony.

"~"

At the same time, the Mongolian cavalry's horses, which were also wet by the purple-gold liquid, also let out painful neighs.

The sudden severe pain caused the warhorse's four hooves to twitch uncontrollably, and it rolled forward along with the Mongolian cavalry on its back.

Ahhh! Hiss! !

boom! boom!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
There's more than just this one Mongolian cavalryman!
All the Mongolian cavalrymen within the coverage of the purple-gold ice needles shot out by Mu Sheng wailed and neighed, and rolled forward to the ground, along with their horses.

The other Mongolian cavalrymen who were charging closely behind had no time to slow down or stop as they were galloping at such high speed.

The cavalry that continued to rush forward behind them did not allow them to slow down or stop.

A big pit suddenly appeared in the Mongolian cavalry camp.

"not good!"

Baturu, who was charging forward with his head focused, suddenly found that the space in front of him was much more empty.

"Is there a horse trap?"

The next second he discovered that the hundreds of Mongolian cavalry in front of him had all fallen to the ground with their horses.

As a centurion, Barutu knew that he must not slow down at this time, otherwise he would fall down under the impact of the cavalry behind him.

Instead, the best option is to continue charging forward and avoid the cavalry and war horses on the ground.

However, if you want to control a warhorse to avoid obstacles during a high-speed charge, it is impossible to do so without superb riding skills.

Fortunately, for the Mongolians who grew up on horseback, riding a horse is as easy for them as eating and drinking.

The riding skills of these Mongolian cavalrymen are even more sophisticated.

Therefore, in this critical situation, Barutu not only did not panic, but instead felt a sense of competitiveness.

"I am"

"In the Naadam Competition"

"Those who have obtained the title of Darhan"

"Barutu!"

Barutu felt his blood boiling. He controlled the warhorse under him, jumping left and right, accurately avoiding the struggling cavalry and warhorses on the ground.

One man and one horse, like an elegant dancer dancing on the edge of a knife, presented an exciting performance on a battlefield fraught with dangers.

As the warhorse moved forward, the smug smile on Barutu's face grew wider.

Just when he had crossed more than half the distance, a cavalryman who was lying on the ground and wailing on the right front of Barutu's horse suddenly pounced in front of Barutu.

"Ha! Watch me!"

Faced with the sudden situation, Batu was not at all panicked. He easily controlled the horse under him and jumped high to avoid the cavalry that suddenly pounced on him.

When the warhorse flew over the cavalryman, Barutu even looked down proudly and happened to meet the cavalryman's gaze.

At this moment, the struggling and wailing cavalryman waved his arms and suddenly rubbed the belly of Barutu's horse lightly.

"It didn't touch the horse's hoof, it's okay."

Barutu also saw the other party's action, but he didn't care. And in the next second, the warhorse under him, which he had ridden for many years and even had a telepathic connection with, suddenly went crazy uncontrollably.

His limbs twitched and he fell forward.

"No~~"

how come?
Barutu looked at the ground getting closer and closer in disbelief, not understanding what had happened to his beloved horse.

Bang!
Barutu was thrown heavily and fell onto a cavalryman who was frantically tearing his clothes and scratching his body.

The purple-gold unknown liquid on the cavalryman also stained Barutu's hands and face during the process of falling.

"Pain! It hurts too much!"

"Itchy! It's so itchy!"

Severe pain and itching came instantly, Barutu widened his eyes and let out a howl far more shrill than anyone else.

Is this the reason why the cavalrymen in front suddenly fell down?
It's actually venom!
Despicable Song people!

Despicable! Despicable!

Barutu understood what was going on instantly, but it was too late.

Behind him, the cavalrymen who had the same idea as him were either tripped by the horses and cavalrymen on the ground, or like Barutu, their horses accidentally touched the purple-gold liquid.

They fell to the ground one after another, were contaminated by the venom, and began to waile and scratch their bodies.

At this time, Mu Sheng also floated down from the sky and stood on a small open space.

Everywhere you look, there is death and screams.

Some had their necks broken by the impact, and some had their chests and abdomens crushed by horses' hooves.

Some people are tortured by the venom and their skin is scratched.

What’s even worse is that those whose limbs are broken but not dead can’t even quench their thirst by scratching their skin.

"Ok?"

Mu Sheng's brows suddenly frowned, he looked down and found a Mongolian cavalryman who was wailing and struggling loudly.

Mu Sheng had some impression of this man. Just now, when he was floating in the sky, he saw this man flying among a group of obstacles and almost ran away.

"Crack!"

Mu Sheng broke the man's neck with one foot.

"This land of Xiangyang does not allow someone as awesome as you to exist."

"~"

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After hundreds of cavalrymen fell one after another on this land full of poison, the Mongolian cavalry behind them finally stopped their horses.

"Bypass this place, keep charging, don't stop!"

"Leave this person to the priest to deal with, continue the charge"

"Bypass this place and continue the charge."

"Avoid this place!"

A shout came from the Mongolian cavalry army, and soon the Mongolian cavalry in front split to the left and right, bypassing the land where Mu Sheng was.

This move of Mu Sheng made thousands of Mongolian cavalry lose their combat effectiveness. It also obviously made the Mongolian army realize how difficult he was to deal with, and they decisively chose to give up.

Even for the Mongolian army, which had tens of thousands of cavalry and a force of 150,000, the loss of one thousand elite cavalry was heartbreaking, not to mention that they were killed in an instant at the hands of a martial artist.

"It's meaningless to fight to the death with this man. The most important thing is to defeat the Xiangyang defenders and capture the city."

"Let the worshippers deal with this Jianghu man."

The Mongolian general commanding the cavalry quickly figured out the strategy to deal with the situation. It was too uneconomical to use ordinary soldiers to fight against such martial arts masters, so it was better to leave it to Yin Kexi and his men.

"What kind of method is this? How can it destroy more than a thousand of my cavalry in an instant?" Seeing this, Mengge in the back shouted in shock and anger, and stood up immediately.

"Your Majesty, this should be the unique jade bee poison of the Zhongnan Mountain Ancient Tomb Sect," Huodu stepped forward and reported.

Huo Du recalled the miserable conditions of those martial artists who were poisoned by the jade bees that he saw in Mount Zhongnan, and he shuddered in dismay.

"The poisoned person will feel severe pain all over the body and feel extremely itchy. He will not stop even if his skin is scratched. Even a martial arts master with deep internal strength will find it difficult to resist."

"Hiss~", Mengge took a breath of cold air: "Such a strong poison, how can our Mongolian warriors resist it? Yin Kexi, do the people from Nimoxing have a way to kill this person?"

"Don't worry, Khan. This poison can be cured with jade bee poison. When we attacked the Quanzhen Sect, our warriors obtained a lot of jade honey from the beehive of the Tomb Sect."

Huo Du continued, "This honey is effective against other poisons besides jade bee venom. Yin Kexi, as the leader of the three heroes of Mongolia, also has this jade honey on him."

Huo Du did not continue to speak. There is an antidote for the Jade Bee Poison, but martial arts...
Although Huodu was not optimistic about Yin Kexi, he didn't need to say it out loud to spoil Mengge's mood.

"Then I feel relieved," Mengge felt relieved.

"Jade bee poison?"

Yin Kexi looked at the thousands of cavalrymen who were poisoned and quickly figured out what the poison was.

Although he had never seen this kind of poison, he had heard of it many times from the Quanzhen Taoists who defected to Mongolia.

Those Taoists were extremely afraid of this poison, almost to the point of turning pale at the mention of it.

Coupled with the miraculous medicinal effects of jade honey, Yin Kexi remembered this poison.

"Is this what you're relying on? A poison?"

Yin Kexi smiled disdainfully, took out a small bottle from his arms and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he walked towards Mu Sheng with confident steps.

"Jade bee poison?"

Yin Kexi could recognize the poison at a glance. Nemoxing, who was also one of the three great Mongolian heroes, also knew it and then took out a small bottle.

Just when he was about to drink it, he suddenly noticed a burning gaze. Turning around, he saw that it was Ma Guangzuo, the silly strong man, who was staring at him.

Nemo Star glared at Ma Guangzuo, turned around, drank the jade honey in one gulp, and went towards Mu Sheng.

"Stingy!" Ma Guangzuo said angrily when he saw that Nemo Xing ignored him.

He looked at the direction the two men left with some regret and did not move forward.

Although he is not smart, he is not stupid.

He could still see such obvious signs of poisoning.

He didn't dare to go up rashly without the antidote. The tragic scene of poisoning was really scary.

On the other side, the front line of the Mongolian-Han battlefield.

Mu Sheng looked at the Mongolian cavalry who bypassed him and continued to charge, as well as the Mongolian cavalry who were even further away on the left and right sides.

They knew that the more than a thousand cavalrymen they killed and wounded were far from being a serious blow to the Mongolian army.

It couldn't even slow down the speed of the Mongolian army's charge.

It would be too dangerous if we allowed them to rush to the Xiangyang defenders like this.

In the era of cold weapons, cavalry already had an advantage over infantry, and charging cavalry was even more terrifying.

"Fortunately, I was prepared!"

Just as Mu Sheng was about to continue his attack to stop the Mongolian cavalry's charge, a foreigner dressed in jewels and precious stones walked into the land that was doused in poison.

"Are you Mu Sheng?"

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