Kill demons and eliminate demons, gain 60 years of skill at the beginning

Chapter 271 is at stake
On the city wall, Yan Rong and the others stared at the scene below the city wall in amazement. Gu Chen was alone against thousands of troops, and fled after killing 12 barbarian troops.

This scene shocked everyone into silence, it was so unreal, it seemed to be illusory, just like a dream.

The two brothers Wang Shuyu and Wang Shuhang were also shocked after seeing Gu Chen's current strength.

In the trial tower of Wuzong in Chunyang, Gu Chen's strength was still slightly inferior to Wang Shuyu's, but he didn't expect that after a long time, Gu Chen had already become a master, while he was still wandering in the Realm of Return to True Realm. .

Liuluo has a good figure, delicate face, picturesque eyebrows, and a straight nose. Even she never thought that when she saw Gu Chen again, Gu Chen had already reached such a height.

While Ziqing's beautiful eyes glowed with splendor, she also felt a little regretful. At the beginning, she actually had a chance to marry Gu Chen, but it was a pity that Gu Chen didn't even fall in love with her at that time, let alone now.

As everyone knows, the martial arts master of the Yaotai Sect also had the same idea. He knew that Gu Chen was so talented and powerful that he would reach such a height in a short time. No matter what he said at the beginning, he wanted to marry Ziqing to Gu Chen .

In other words, if Gu Chen is willing, it is not impossible to marry Liu Luo over.

At this moment, in the battlefield, Gu Chenlong was walking like a tiger, reaping the lives of one barbarian soldier after another.

And on the palm of his left hand, there was a slight red light flickering from time to time, deep in the flesh and blood, the jeet knuckle was absorbing the free blood in the air to strengthen himself.

Gu Chen could feel that as time passed, the power contained in the gloves became stronger and stronger.

Gu Chen had an intuition, perhaps, this was the key to defeating the enemy when he went to Yongxue City for a battle.

Right now, the barbarian soldiers have been routed and they only know how to run away. It is extremely easy for Gu Chen to kill.

In fact, if these 12 barbarian soldiers could remain as united as they were at the beginning and fight to the death without retreating, Gu Chen would definitely not be able to kill them all.

However, as soon as he came up, Gu Chen beheaded two of the three generals of the barbarians, breaking their morale. As the saying goes, they will go all out, then decline, and three will be exhausted. Although the barbarian master will mobilize the morale afterwards, It was still not as good as before. After witnessing Gu Chen's terrifying killing methods, the barbarian soldiers immediately threw away their helmets and armor.

On the battlefield, barbarian soldiers kept dying, and the corpses were piled up into hills one after another, which looked extremely frightening.

Gu Chen didn't show mercy in the slightest, the other's hero, our enemy bandit, although the barbarian soldiers were all fresh lives, but killing them, Gu Chen didn't have the slightest psychological burden.

In the battle of Yanzhou, more than hundreds of thousands of people died in Daxia. None of these barbarian soldiers did not have the blood of the people on their hands. They deserved to be killed by Gu Chen.

"Come on!"

Seeing this scene, the dozens of warriors of the Holy Ming Sect had no intention of manipulating the army of corpses to attack Yulong City.
That's 12 barbarian soldiers, so defeated, basically not many survive.

Yan Rong and the others calmed down for a long time before finally waking up from the shock. Seeing the warriors and barbarian soldiers of the Holy Ming Sect trying to escape, they immediately went out of the city and chased them out.

"The devil, he is the devil!"

The last remaining martial arts master of the barbarians was also terrified, his legs were weak, he held on, hid among the soldiers, and rushed towards the distance.

But at this moment, there was a sudden roar in the void.

A round of slender figures hidden in the scorching sun had already reached behind him.

"you……"

Just as this barbarian martial arts master wanted to ask for mercy, he was directly punched by Gu Chen. The bright light of his fist instantly submerged his whole body, blood and bones scattered in the sky and earth.

"It's over..." Seeing Yan Rong and the others leave the city and take over the mess, Gu Chen couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.

During this battle, his spirit was always tense, and he dared not relax in the slightest. It can be said that if he hadn't had three super-grade perfect martial arts, plus a ground-grade kung fu method, and 630 years of vigorous cultivation, Yulong City would not have been able to survive. It is absolutely unstoppable.

At this point, the battle was completely over, basically most of the barbarian soldiers were killed, and the rest became prisoners.

At this moment, outside Yulong City, the corpses of barbarian soldiers were piled up as high as a hill, and all of these were Gu Chen's masterpieces.

Yan Rong and the others looked at Gu Chen with complicated expressions. They knew that after the battle in Yanzhou, Gu Chen's name would surely spread throughout Kyushu again.

Once the 12 barbarian army is completely wiped out, Gu Chen's "notoriety" will surely be feared by countless people in the world.

At the same time, the barbarians will also hate Gu Chen deeply.

With an army of 12 and three martial arts masters, this battle was enough to break the barbarians' bones.

In the air, strands of imperceptible light red blood flowed into Gu Chen's left palm. Gu Chen leaned against the city wall, feeling it silently.

He tried to communicate with the glove deep in the flesh and blood of his left hand, and even mobilized it, but he found nothing, and the glove fell into silence again, unmoved.

Gu Chen couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Are you going to run away after eating and wiping?"

Because the glove had been fused with his flesh and blood, Gu Chen could sense very clearly that after absorbing the energy of many barbarian soldiers and the three masters, the power contained in the glove could be said to be somewhat terrifying.

Once it erupts, it may have earth-shattering power.

"Is this really a high-grade divine weapon?" Gu Chen felt the glove in the flesh and blood of his left hand, and frowned slightly.

Even though Gu Chen had never seen a high-grade divine weapon, for some reason, Gu Chen always felt that the jeet glove in his flesh and blood was not as simple as just a high-grade divine weapon.

"After the first battle in Yanzhou, you can go back to Jingtian Division to check and see if there are any relevant records." Gu Chen thought.

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Yanzhou, Dahuangfu, Yongxuecheng.

In Yongxue City, the people had already evacuated, only Da Xia's soldiers and Jing Tiansi's people were here.

At this moment, in Yongxue City, a tragic battle is continuing.

"kill!"

Song Yu shouted violently. He had a fierce face and held a long knife. With one knife, he cut open the chest of a barbarian soldier. The sharp knife directly smashed the internal organs in the barbarian soldier's chest to pieces.

As early as three days ago, many barbarian troops had poured into Yongxue City. For the past three days, Song Yu and the others had basically been in the midst of killing every day.

And after several battles, the Jingtian Division's troops also suffered heavy losses, and the 35 envoys brought by Gu Chen from Tiandu were almost wiped out.

During this period of time, Song Yu and Wang Yan, relying on their familiarity with Yongxue City, hid east and west, exhausted.

Fortunately, not long ago, Liang Guogong finally led the reinforcements from the court to fill the vacancy in Yongxue City, cut off the city gate, and a large number of people guarded there.

But even so, there are still a large number of barbarian soldiers in Yongxue City, as well as the corpse army of the Holy Ming Sect, and outside the city, the battle is still going on.

In addition to the fights between low-level soldiers, martial arts masters in the Gangqi Realm, the Guizhen Realm, the Grandmaster Realm, and even the Xiantian Realm are all fighting at the moment.

Outside Yongxue City, there were endless explosions in the void, and even in the distance, the sky and the earth were almost distorted. The rocks pierced through the sky, and the stormy waves hit the shore. The sky and the earth seemed to explode.

That is the battlefield that belongs exclusively to the great masters of martial arts in the Xiantian Realm.

In this battle, a total of eleven Innate Realm Martial Dao Grandmasters participated in it!
Undoubtedly, Great Xia is on the weak side, and the situation of owning Syracuse is at stake.

laugh!
A bright knife light suddenly appeared, Wang Yan was covered in blood, he slashed with the long knife in his hand violently, and was fighting fiercely with a barbarian centurion.

The barbarians are the descendants of the gods and demons. Although the bloodlines belonging to the gods and demons have been thinned to a certain extent through generations, their physical bodies are still extremely strong, and they are naturally superior to the human race in the Central Plains.

This centurion of the barbarian tribe also has the cultivation base of the Vajra Realm, which is on par with Wang Yan.

Dangdang!
The two kept colliding, and the long knives in their hands clashed, causing countless sparks to splash.

Wang Yan, like Song Yu, was extremely exhausted from the continuous battles, but now he was just mentally tense and holding on.

"Weak human warriors, in the near future, the entire Great Xia will be in the possession of my gods. Your wealth, resources, food, and women will all belong to my barbarians. The Central Plains humans will be slaves of my gods for generations. !" The barbarian centurion who was fighting Wang Yan said with a grin.

Hearing the word "woman", a fierce light burst in Wang Yan's eyes, and he roared, "Death!"

With a puff, the long knife in Wang Yan's hand sliced ​​across the barbarian centurion's chest, splitting him in half.

"Huh...huh..."

After killing the enemy, Wang Yan's chest heaved violently, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were full of red bloodshot eyes, his whole body was full of murderous aura, like a wild beast that wanted to devour people.

"go!"

On the other side, after Song Yu beheaded an enemy again, he beckoned Wang Yan to leave here quickly.

In Yongxue City, although there are Daxia's reinforcements, there are also a lot of barbarian soldiers. Both of them are now on the verge of their limit and can hardly hold on. If this continues, they will definitely die here.

But even though Wang Yan was standing here, he was already exhausted, without blinking his eyes, as if he didn't hear Song Yu's words, and there was still a strong murderous look on his face.

"Wang Yan!"

Seeing this, Song Yu became anxious. He rushed to Wang Yan and kept calling out: "Wang Yan, what's wrong with you, Wang Yan, wake up, don't scare me, you can't die!"

No matter how Song Yu called, Wang Yan just stood there without any movement, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

"Wang Yan, did you hear that, you can't die if you ride a horse, there are still people waiting for you in the sky, you hold on to me!" Song Yu roared, shaking Wang Yan's body constantly, and at the same time, countless people in his body were waiting for him. A lot of internal breath is constantly passing towards Wang Yan's body.

Hearing these words, Wang Yan suddenly had a faint look in his dull eyes.

Seeing this, Song Yu was overjoyed and called out repeatedly.

But at this time, dangerous breaths came one after another, and in the street not far away, suddenly a large number of corpses rushed over.

"damn it!"

Song Yu looked anxious, he could only pick up Wang Yan, turn around and run away.

But it's a pity that there are army of corpses appearing in all directions and streets, surrounding Song Yu and Wang Yan.

"kill!"

Song Yu knew that there was no way to retreat, so he carried Wang Yan in one hand and a knife in the other, and rushed towards the army of corpses in the distance.

But after all, two fists are no match for four hands. Soon, Song Yu's body was covered with wounds, blood flowed unstoppably, his complexion gradually turned pale, and his lips became more and more dry.

He knew that he was going to reach the limit.

Suddenly, scenes of the past emerged from his mind, and finally, the picture in his mind was frozen. On that day, when they were on their way to Yanzhou, when they took a break, they made a promise that everyone would live go back.

But now, there are a total of 35 people who came to Yanzhou together. Now, many people died directly in front of Song Yu, but Song Yu failed to save them.

Even Xue Ling died in battle one day ago.

Now, finally, it was his turn.

"I didn't expect that in the end, it would be the two of us who died together." Song Yu was a little unwilling, it didn't matter if he died, anyway, he was alone, but Wang Yan was different.

In Tiandu thousands of miles away, there are still people waiting for him.

puff!

Suddenly, a flash of blood splattered, and Song Yu's arm holding the knife was snapped off alive by a mummy.

But Song Yu was already numb at this moment, and could not feel the pain at all.

"Die, just die like this, too tired, really too tired..." Song Yu looked tired, thinking so.

Death, to him, seemed like a relief.

But at this moment, Song Yu's blood splashed onto Wang Yan's face, Wang Yan's eyes were dull, and he woke up at this moment.

"kill!"

Wang Yan's eyes were red, and he yelled violently. At the same time, he used his arms and exhausted his last strength to throw Song Yu's body away.

"Wang Yan!"

Feeling the whistling wind in his ear, Song Yu suddenly woke up, his pupils dilated, roared hoarsely, and stretched out the remaining palm, wanting to touch Wang Yan.

Unfortunately, he found nothing.

"No!"

Song Yu's pupils were bloodshot, his face was distorted, and the corners of his eyes were cracked, but he was still getting farther and farther away from Wang Yan.

The last thing he saw was the scene of Wang Yan being submerged by the army of corpses, and he himself passed out the moment he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)