Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 129 Unifying the Nine Dao Domains
"Finally killed him!"

Zhao Yun exhaled foul air, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

The higher the cultivation base, the less likely it is to be killed. Many warriors with a cultivation base that reach the sky can achieve rebirth from severed limbs, rebirth from a drop of blood, and soul rebirth.

Although the cultivation level of the saint realm is not as exaggerated as the above, it can also be reborn with the help of three corpses.

That is to say, when a warrior in the middle holy realm falls, he can be reborn with the help of a good corpse. To kill a strong saint, one must kill the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the obsessive corpse at the same time!
"The fall of the impermanent sage means that the war to unify the Nine Dao Domains can be declared over!"

There was also a smile on Lu Bu's face, he looked down at the sect of Wuchang Mansion, and scolded in a cold voice: "The general order, the core members of Wuchang Mansion, kill Wushe!"

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!
Throughout the ages, how many powers have planted a crisis of destruction because of their kindness for a while, and because they forgave the younger generation of the enemy of life and death at the last moment?
Countless!

The world of warriors is full of changes, and any small person may gain power and step onto the top in one day.

Therefore, what Lu Bu has to do now is to kill the grass and roots, and kill the signs of crisis in the cradle.

"Two generals, the crisis is over. I'll go back and report to you first. Farewell!"

As a literati, Wang Yangming couldn't accept the massacre, but he also knew the cruelty of war, so he didn't intervene, bowed his hands, and disappeared.

Zhao Yun and Lu Bu saluted in the direction of Wang Yangming's departure, and then put all their attention on the battlefield.

The majestic power of the soul spreads over thousands of miles!

Prevent any Changfu disciples from escaping!

"Kill kill kill!"

"Jijiu Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together!"

The soldiers of the Qin army shouted, roared, and killed!

Fighting till now, out of the more than [-] Wuchangfu disciples, there are only [-] left fighting, their bodies covered in scars, and their faces covered with blood, as if dripping in blood.

Zhang Zehan stood in the center, panting heavily, with dozens of scars all over his body, which were left over from the battle between him and Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, and several of the scars were fatal.

He looked around at the enemies in all directions, showing a desperate expression. There were too many enemies, and there were saints and strong men.

Can't fight at all!
"Fortunately, on the eve of the war, I sent Zhang Yangtian out, which can be regarded as leaving a kindling for Wuchang Mansion. I hope that one day in the future, it will burn blazingly and illuminate the world!"

Holding the black and white battle sword, Zhang Zehan's desperate eyes showed a ray of rejoicing and a tinge of expectation.

He believed that Zhang Yangtian would be able to make a breakthrough!
He is confident, with a yin and yang divine body, and can definitely become a bright pearl in the world of martial arts.

"The disciples of the Impermanence Mansion listen to the order and kill with me!"

Zhang Zehan raised his weapon and roared angrily.

"war……"

More than [-] Wuchangfu disciples charged forward with the determination to die.

They all knew that after this battle, they would definitely die!
However, if you die for the sect, you will have no regrets even though you die!
Those who have been able to fight to this day are all loyalists of Wuchang Mansion, those who can give everything and dedicate themselves to the sect, and these people are precisely the people that Lu Bu is most worried about.

With the flames of war and the smoke billowing from the top of the mountain, the two armies are engaged in a final fierce battle.

It was still the Daqin iron cavalry charging forward, like a sharp executioner, piercing the enemy's chest, wherever the blade went, corpses paved the way, and blood flowed.

Facing dozens of times the enemy's siege, the disciples of Wuchang Mansion fell in pieces, with severed limbs everywhere, human heads everywhere, and corpses everywhere...

Of course, there are Daqin soldiers among these corpses, but the number is not as many as Wuchangfu.

"kill!"

Eighteen figures shuttled among the clouds, murderous like a rainbow.

Eighteen Yanyun riders wielded scimitars, and the front of the soldiers was cold. Above everyone's head, there was a crescent moon floating, which was not as white as a bright moon, but exuded a scarlet light.

Zhang Zehan's eyelids twitched wildly, come again?
When he fought with Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry before, he almost fell. At the critical moment, he mobilized the luck of the sect to save his life.

"Let's fight! At the last moment of life, to be able to fight against such a powerful army, even if you die, you will have no regrets!"

Zhang Zehan knew that he had no choice but to fight desperately. He raised his red blood eyes, his back was burning with fire, the sword in his hand trembled, and he shot countless black and white sword qi.

Every sword qi can easily kill someone at the peak of the Holy Realm!
And there are countless sword qi at the moment, it is conceivable that once hit by the sword qi, the semi-sacred powerhouse will die with hatred.

This blow burned the essence and blood!

This blow has absorbed all the aura!

This blow is a move to seek death!
"Not bad!"

The leader of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry narrowed his indifferent eyes slightly, and the blood moon above his head was shining brightly, turning into a scimitar, with the meaning of desolation, loneliness, and death, like an attack from ancient times, traveling through time and space, in today's world, Slay the enemy of fate.

The river of sword roared past!
The sword is falling from the sky!

boom!
Two terrifying attacks collided ferociously.

The monstrous sword river was divided into two by the sword qi, and countless sword qi were broken and shattered into slag. On the other hand, the crescent moon knife is still intact, like the bright moon outside the purple world, which will last forever.

Zhang Zehan's body trembled slightly, as if he had been cast with a body-holding technique, and there was no movement at all.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry stopped attacking and watched quietly.

About three breaths later, a bloodstain appeared on Zhang Zehan's forehead, from top to bottom, across the whole body, blood spattered, and was directly divided into two.

"Master..."

Protector Fox wailed and flew towards Zhang Zehan's shattered corpse, leaving two lines of blood and tears on his delicate pretty face.

The wolf protectors, the snake protectors, and the eagle protectors also looked mournful. Almost all of them were cultivated by Zhang Zehan and had the grace of regeneration.

"Revenge, I want revenge!"

This idea emerged in the minds of the four at the same time, they looked at Yanyun Eighteen Riders with hatred, and attacked and killed them.

"Ants!"

Yan Yun's eighteen riders were full of jokes, and four of them launched an attack, piercing the sky for thousands of miles, submerging the wolf guardian and others, and their flesh and blood splattered.

Unlike Guardian Wolf and others, after Zhang Zehan's fall, the three Supreme Elders used their agility without saying a word, and fled into the distance without looking back.

They are very fast, and they appear far away in the blink of an eye!
Lu Bu, who was hanging in the air, raised his brows, shook his arms, and three halberd qi escaped into the void.

After one breath, three clouds of blood mist appeared in the void tens of thousands of feet away!
Seeing the fall of Zhang Zehan and the three Supreme Elders, the morale of the disciples of the Wuchang Mansion plummeted, and the frequency of their deaths increased significantly.

Half an hour later, the guardian wolf let out a scream and exploded to death.

Soon, the eagle protector, the snake protector, and the fox protector stepped into the footsteps one after another.

In the evening, the sounds of fighting, roaring, and clashing of weapons became weaker and weaker, until when the moon and stars were thinning, the disciples of Wuchang Mansion were completely killed.

As the evening wind blew, the Daqin soldiers stood on the mountain of corpses, laughing wildly.

So far, the Nine Dao Domains belong to the Great Qin Empire!

(End of this chapter)