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Li Dao rushed towards the battlefield with Huang Puma between his legs and dragged his sword diagonally.

He definitely could not foolishly rush into the middle of the Mongolian army. If he did that, then he would be too stupid, and if he did not break through to the Xiantian realm, he would definitely have a period of exhaustion.

Sun Zhenzi took the lead and quickly charged into the battle zone between Guo Jing and the Mongolian Army. He brandished his Hundred Refinement Steel Blade like an unstoppable surging river.

Sun Zhenzi followed Li Dao and consumed snake gall and white fish for a long time. His strength was astonishing. With the horse's momentum, wherever he went, blood would splash out.

"Ha ha-ha ha, great, great!"

Sun Zhenzi rushed into the battlefield, his steel blade slashing horizontally and sputtering hot blood all over his face.

"Elder brother Jing, look who that is?" Huang Rong smashed the head of one of the Mongolian soldiers with her staff, stepped back next to Guo Jing and pointed at Sun Zhenzi as she spoke.

Guo Jing followed Huang Rong's gaze and looked up. He just so happened to see Sun Zhenzi happily cheering while killing the enemy.

"Isn't that Sworddevil Li Dao's servant?" Guo Jing was a bit doubtful. Why would a Sword Demon servant come here?

"Look over there." Huang Rong tugged on Guo Qing's sleeve, gesturing for him to look into the distance.

Guo Jing struck out with his palm, sending several Mongolian soldiers flying. Only then did he have the time to look into the distance.

A man and a woman, both wearing white robes, were riding their large horses towards the battlefield. Who else could that man and woman be other than Li Dao and Little Dragon Lady?

The purple sword was more than four feet long, and did not look like a sword. An ordinary sword would at most be three feet long, so the sword in Li Dao's hand was particularly conspicuous.

Li Dao's movement was very relaxed. It seemed like he did not use much strength. He gently waved his sword and it was able to take away the lives of the Mongolian soldiers one by one.

His face was cold and expressionless. He brandished his sword and sheathed it. Wherever he went, not a single person remained alive.

By Li Dao's side, the little dragon girl was as beautiful as a fairy. Her Blue Edge Sword was much more dazzling than the sword in Li Dao's hand. The azure light was brilliant and beautiful.

Compared to Li Blade's blood rain, Little Dragon Lady was not as violent. Her sword accurately stabbed into the throat of the Mongolian soldier, saving his body from being damaged.

Relying on the sharpness of his long sword, Li Dao didn't even need to expend too much energy or zhenqi to kill the ordinary Mongolian soldiers. As long as he swung his sword lightly, the bodies of these soldiers would be split in half.

Soon, Li Yao and the other two had joined the battle and attracted the attention of many people.

The commander of the Mongol army, the future ruler of the Mongol Empire, Borg. Kublai frowned and asked the person next to him, "Who is that man and woman wearing white robes?"

Hearing Kublai's question, a man with dark yellow skin and a thin body like a bamboo pole replied respectfully, "Reporting to Your Highness, this man is the Sword Demon, Li Dao. He is infamous in the Central Plains Martial Arts Forest for his evil deeds and is vaguely the number one expert of the evil way. That girl was his wife, Little Dragon Girl. "Imperial Advisor died in his hands. Rumor has it that Guo Jing's left hand was also chopped off for him."

"According to what Mister said, the Sword Demon, Li Dao, is not a loyal and foolish person like Guo Qing. But why does he want to become our Mongol Empire's enemy?" Kublai asked again.

The man didn't know how to reply. He could only bow to Kublai and say, "Your Highness, please forgive me. This subordinate does not know."

Kublai stroked his beard as his eyes flickered unsteadily. No one knew what he was thinking about.

At the same time, the crowd of martial artists also saw Li Dao and the other two. Their faces were filled with joy as they shouted, "Look, that's the Sword Demon, Li Dao!"

"It really is the Sword Demon. Why would he come here?" There were also people who were puzzled, seemingly unable to believe that Li Dao would appear on the battlefield.

"Don't worry about it so much. Sworddevil Li Dao is also a Chinese. Back then, he had killed an Imperial Advisor of Mongolia which was the best proof that he was here. It's not strange for him to be here." Some of the people beside him had joyous expressions as they explained.

The doubtful people didn't think too much about it. Under these circumstances, no one would criticize Li Dao for his actions. Instead, it was because of his performance that had changed their impression of him.

Li Dao urged his horse forward and brandished his sword. Soon enough, he gathered with Guo Qing and the others who were defending Xiangyang City.