From the Mingjiao leader

Chapter 75 Lord of the Western Regions
Under the city wall of the pass, heavy shields were thrust into the ground fiercely by Yuan soldiers.

At the bottom of the shield, the specially made sharp corners were deeply submerged into the soil.

Behind the shield hand is a team of elite bows and arrows waiting in full force.

And in front of them was Lin Yuan rushing forward one by one.

Even if Lin Yuan was alone, their fearless aura still shocked them.

From far away, they could also feel the killing intent on Lin Yuan's body.

After Lin Yuan stepped into the range, a password was issued suddenly.

"Fire arrows!"

Arrows rained down all over the sky!

Whoosh whoosh.
There was still a long distance from the city wall, and before Lin Yuan's people approached, a rain of arrows greeted them first.

Arrows all over the sky, filled with darkness, like a gust of wind engulfing a shower, shot towards Lin Yuan one by one.

Facing the rain of arrows, Lin Yuan turned a blind eye.

His cold eyes fixed on Borchi.

Up and down the city wall, dragons and tigers face each other.

The eyes of the two are full of determination and coldness to kill each other.

"careful!"

Yang Xiao and the others looked at Lin Yuan alone facing the rain of arrows from a distance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Facing such dense arrows, they dare not guarantee their own safety.

Moreover, the terrain is so open that Lin Yuan has nowhere to hide.

However, Lin Yuan rushed forward alone, without any intention of dodging at all!
Lin Yuan suddenly stood on the horse's back, bent his legs, and flew out horizontally like a cannonball.

The war horse under his feet was stepped on by Lin Yuan, and suddenly lost his strength.

The bones on the horse's body cracked and cracked, and it fell to the ground suddenly, unable to stand up again.

And Lin Yuan's body was like a bloody shooting star, facing the rain of arrows, his leap was tens of feet away!
The falling speed of the arrows couldn't catch up with him at all, and they all fell behind him!

Under the walls, the soldiers holding heavy shields gasped when they saw Lin Yuan leaping towards him.

"What kind of monster is this!"

"How could he jump so far that he was able to cross the range of the arrow in an instant!"

Bang!
Lin Yuan's body slammed into a heavy shield.

The soldier holding the heavy shield vomited blood wildly, and the stone slab under his feet cracked suddenly.

There was a muffled sound, and there was a shaking from under him.That row of heavy shields couldn't hold up, and it was staggering!
Lin Yuan shouted loudly, and the Crazy Saber Seven Kills appeared on his right hand.

Cut off with one blow!

The aura of destroying the world is especially ferocious under the bloody knife light.

"kill!"

Biting saber energy swept out instantly, and more than a dozen heavy shields shattered.

There was an area immediately in front of Lin Yuan.

He suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed an archer behind him.

On his left arm, blue veins were gathered, and blood-colored scales emerged from the surface of his skin.

The human palm completely disappeared, and a sharp claw directly tore the chest of a soldier!

"monster!"

Lin Yuan's sudden change scared the Yuan soldiers in front of him.

The solid heavy shield defense was as fragile as paper in front of Lin Yuan.

His body spun violently, and the blood-colored blade turned into a long dragon hovering upwards, ruthlessly plundering the lives of the Yuan soldiers around him.

Crazy Saber Seven Kills seemed to have come to his own paradise, recklessly harvesting the enemy's energy and injecting it into Lin Yuan's body. With the injection of the energy above Crazy Saber, Lin Yuan's face became more and more ferocious.

After a while, the defense at the city gate was destroyed by Lin Yuan.

The next moment, Lin Yuan bit the mad knife in his mouth.

With both hands, no, two claws pressed against the wall, with both arms exerted strength, his body rushed straight up.

The majestic blood energy blocked all the sporadic arrows shooting at him.

Seeing Lin Yuan soaring into the sky under the city wall, the Yuan soldiers had completely lost their fighting spirit.

They murmured: "This is the sorcery of the southerners, it is the blood dragon."

On the battlefield in the distance, Yang Xiao and the others saw a bloody dragon soaring into the sky.

Wei Yixiao swallowed his saliva, tremblingly said: "What is that, is it the leader?"

He knew that such a situation could no longer be explained by Qinggong.

The three of them, Xu Sichang, Qizhu and Ba, were just speechless in a daze.

The cavalry of the Yuan soldiers had been dealt with by Lin Yuan. On the frontal battlefield, the Mingjiao people had already counterattacked, approaching the pass gate little by little.

Among the crowd, Zhou Dian chopped down a centurion with a single knife, and looked up towards the city gate.

I saw blood rising into the sky, and a giant dragon was about to rush to the sky.

"Dragon fights in the field...flying dragon in the sky..."

"Damn it, it's his grandma's hexagram! I don't count it!"

He waved his arm and said sharply: "Brothers, follow the congregation and charge up, kill all the Tartars!"

"rush!"

The people of the Ming Cult rushed towards the city gate like a tide.

On the city wall, Boerchi frowned, pointed down at Lin Yuan and shouted:
"Whoever kills this person will be rewarded with ten thousand gold, and he will be named commander in chief!"

With the rewards offered, all the attacks of the Yuan soldiers on the city wall were directed at Lin Yuan.

Many people even stood directly on the top of the city, stabbing down fiercely with spears in their hands.

However, in front of Lin Yuan's fierce aura.

Everyone only felt a strong force coming from below, and several yuan soldiers were turned on their backs in an instant.

The archers in the distance hadn't drawn their bows fully yet, when Lin Yuan raised his hand, pointed his claws, and was shot through the heart by Lin Yuan's yang finger and snap fingers, bleeding on the spot!

On the city wall, Lin Yuan was like a monster, wreaking havoc on the Yuan soldiers' defense.

Whether it was the stabbing spear or the large shield in front of him, they were all like tofu.

It was instantly chopped into pieces by that fierce murderous aura.

With just one knife, a fan-shaped bloody zone was torn apart by Lin Yuan on the iron-like defense line!
In the last direction of the Yuan soldiers' defense, Borchi's figure suddenly appeared.

The moment he saw Boerchi, the murderous intent in Lin Yuan's body was as real as it was, and it all rushed to his throat.

Unable to control it anymore, Lin Yuan shouted loudly.

"Roar!"

The roar like a dragon's chant exploded like thunder.

On the city wall, even the air appeared circles of twisted ripples visible to the naked eye.

Behind the pass, Zhao Min had already rode his horse away.

But at this moment, she suddenly turned her head and looked in the direction of the pass.

I saw that the western sky had turned a dazzling blood red.

Among the blood-colored clouds, a long dragon's body appeared and disappeared from time to time.

The sound of dragon chant spread for thirty thousand miles.

Among the martial arts in the Central Plains, Taoist Master Zhen Shanzi of the Kunlun School just came to Wudang Mountain to meet Song Yuanqiao.

"I didn't expect the Ming Cult to be so rampant. Don't worry, Daoist Zhenshanzi, we all share the same hatred in the martial arts, and we will definitely give justice to the Kunlun faction, and we will never let the culprits go unpunished."

Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice.

"After this year's master's birthday banquet is over, the Wudang faction will respond to everyone's call and join the ranks of encircling and suppressing Mingjiao."

He never expected that Kunlun's luck would be robbed by the Ming Cult, and he would be hidden from the world.

The expansion of Mingjiao has exceeded the scope allowed by the martial arts in the Central Plains, and must be contained.

Just when he agreed to Zhen Shanzi's request, he suddenly heard dragon chant coming from the west.

When they were horrified, everyone went out of the house and looked towards the west.

I saw a crimson color in the far western sky.

It is more magnificent and more conspicuous than the sunset.

The clouds all over the sky seem to have gathered to the west, forming the appearance of a long dragon.

Zhen Shanzi looked at the vision in the west, and suddenly his mind froze.

"Hope, don't be Mingjiao, don't be me, Kunlun..."

Above the western pass.

Lin Yuan and Borchi faced each other far away, and Lin Yuan let out a loud shout.

In the next moment, Boerchi seemed to see Lin Yuan suddenly transforming into a bloodthirsty dragon, swooping towards him instantly, and bit off his head!

Surprised, the tiger talisman in Borchi's hand burst out with murderous aura.

With a loud shout, Borchi drew out the saber from his waist.

The boundless murderous aura slashed towards Lin Yuan as if engulfing thousands of troops.

A ferocious tiger jumped out of the tiger talisman and collided with Lin Yuan's blood dragon.

Roar! !

The minds of everyone present were shocked, and ordinary Yuan soldiers passed out on the spot.

His eyes went dark, and he didn't recover until five or six breaths later.

The dragon roars and the tiger roars!

Everyone collapsed to the ground, only Boerchi stared at Lin Yuan.

But the next moment, Borchi's eyes began to spin.

He saw the blood-colored sky, and the slaughtered Yuan soldiers on the city wall.

He didn't react until he finally saw the familiar headless corpse.

A generation of generals, Borchi, has been conferred!
Lin Yuan's figure had already appeared behind him, and the bloody knife wind pulled out a long streak of blood.

With one blow, Bor died naked!

Without the blessing of Borchi Tiger Talisman, Yuan Bing's fighting spirit quickly disintegrated.

On the city wall, no one is the enemy of Lin Yuan.

A bloody afterimage flashed across the crowd, and the corpses of several Yuan soldiers flew into the air in an instant.

Murderous aura, saber aura, bloody, lingering in the city pass.

Many people were decapitated by Lin Yuan, but more and more people were disembowelled. The hideous wounds seemed to be ripped open by the sharp claws of ferocious beasts!
Lin Yuan charged wantonly in the enemy formation, his shots were cruel and precise.

His speed is so fast that ordinary soldiers can only see his afterimage.

Sometimes, he would even deliberately slow down his speed so that the Yuan soldiers could see his movements clearly.

Because of his red pupils, he was admiring Yuan Bing's fearful expression.

"That person is a monster! Run away!"

"Mingjiao people are all monsters!"

The main general Borchi was killed, and the banner of the Chinese army planted on the top of the city was also cut off.

The remaining Yuan soldiers were already timid and had no intention of fighting again.

However, Lin Yuan's ruthless massacre caused Yuan Bing to collapse completely.

Howling in horror, they threw away their helmets and armor, turned around and fled towards the distance.

Looking up at the handsome flag planted on the city wall, Lin Yuan yelled and slammed it down.

Handsome flag, cut off at the sound!

On the other side, on the frontal battlefield.

After slapping a Yuan soldier to death with a cloth bag, he subconsciously glanced at the position of the Yuan army's central army tent.

Startled, he happened to see the flag of the Chinese army, which represented the Yuan army, slowly fall down.

A look of ecstasy suddenly flashed across his face, and then he shouted with all his strength:

"The main Tartar general is dead! The banner of the Chinese army has been cut off by us!"

In an instant, the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting stopped at the same time, and there was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

They all subconsciously turned their heads to look at the city wall of the Yuan army.

I saw that the erected tiger-shaped flag had indeed disappeared.

The next moment, the Mingjiao congregation cheered.

Their blood-stained faces roared angrily:

"The main Tartar general is dead! The banner of the Chinese army has been cut off by us!"

"Brothers, we won. Go! Kill these Tartars!"

In just an instant, the Yuan army was defeated!

They don't even know why the coach's flag fell down.

But the facts in front of him are doomed.

The Ming Cult's offensive instantly occupied the top of the city, Yang Xiao and the others were anxious and hurried to the city wall.

The moment they saw Lin Yuan, they all froze.

I saw a blood-red monster massacring the fleeing Yuan soldiers with a knife.

The monster's clothes had been torn, and a pair of arms and feet had turned into thick and gnarled animal limbs. The sharp nails protruded like blades, and bloody scales covered Lin Yuan's body surface mottled.

And above his forehead, half of a dragon's horn has protruded out!
"Master!"

"Master!"

When everyone was horrified, they shouted loudly.

The shouts filled with true energy made Lin Yuan's body stagnate involuntarily.

Turning his head subconsciously, a pair of red eyes made Yang Xiao and others hold their breath.

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao: "!!!"

The moment they met Lin Yuan's blood-colored vertical pupils, even they couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten.

The hair on the back of the neck stood on end, and the whole person took two steps back in fear!

"Master!"

"Master! Wake up!"

Looking at the familiar people in front of him, Lin Yuan's expression gradually calmed down.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and a painful expression climbed onto Lin Yuan's cheeks.

With the last sliver of strength, Lin Yuan kept the reason in his heart, and slowly let go of the Crazy Saber Seven Kills in his hand.

Yang Xiao, Fan Yao and the others looked at each other, strode up to Lin Yuan, and lightly held Lin Yuan's body with their palms.

A trace of mellow internal force was injected into Lin Yuan's body with the expectations of everyone in Mingjiao.

The bloody scales slowly faded from the surface of Lin Yuan's body, and the abnormalities on his body gradually faded away.

Lin Yuan sat paralyzed on the ground and said with a wry smile, "Everyone is shocked."

"Master, how do you feel?" Yang Xiao asked with concern.

"It's okay for now."

Lin Yuan waved his hands and said, "Everyone, don't worry about me, hurry up and gather the battlefield."

He knew that his current condition had stabilized.

As a matter of urgency, someone had to preside over the post-war situation.

"Fan Yao, you and the Wusan people are responsible for the post-war affairs. Remember, don't let the brothers be too presumptuous, and the people in the city must treat them well."

"Whoever insults women and children, I will definitely settle accounts with him in the future. Even Yuan Bing's family members will not do it!"

"Chang Tingfeng, Zhu Judgment, you supervise this matter from the sidelines! Anyone who violates the rules will be beheaded immediately without reporting!"

Lin Yuan exuded a cold killing intent.

Fan Yao, Chang Qi and the others trembled, they cupped their hands and said, "Obey!"

The New Year is approaching, but blood flows into rivers at the Western Region Pass.

In the sky, the bloody murderous aura slowly dissipated.

A heavy snow fell slowly, burying the corpses and killings.

When the people living in the city saw Mingjiao soldiers who were strictly prohibited, the timidity in their hearts finally calmed down.

"It seems that the leader of this rebel army is a good man..."

An old man leaned against the courtyard wall and sighed.

Prosperity, people suffer; death, people suffer.

Since ancient times, no matter which dynasty changes or the army wins, it is the common people who suffer.

In fact, they did not expect the appearance of the rebels.

When the heavy snow stopped, the western pass had changed owners.

On the city wall, Lin Yuan beheaded Boerchi, Mingjiao won the first battle and conquered the pass of the Western Regions.

Since then, Mingjiao has been in full swing.

The cities of the Western Regions are dominated by Mingjiao Linyuan!

(End of this chapter)