Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 3 Domineering appearance
"Man and sword are one!"

On the bloody battlefield, the eldest prince Qin Xiaolong shouted angrily, the golden sword held in his right hand burst into dazzling light, gathered a sword energy, and killed the enemy in front.

The sword energy breaks through the air, like rushing to the wind and clouds, invincible!
All the soldiers of the Six Kingdoms who were hit by the sword energy, whether they were acquired warriors, innate warriors, or real-life generals, all died tragically under the sword energy.

On the flat ground, a gully was cut by the sword energy, and the broken corpses fell, soaking a pool of blood.

"kill!"

Qin Xiaolong pointed his sword forward and led the army behind him to break through the six-nation blockade.

"Soul Slash!"

"Sword of Consonance!"

"Ghost Destruction Slash!"

In several battlefields, the second prince Qin Zhangu, the fifth prince Qin Suming, and the eighth prince Qin Taiyi all used unique skills to deal a severe blow to the enemy and break the encirclement of the enemy army in anger.

But not all the princes can succeed. The third prince Qin Shengxi, the fourth prince Qin Bumi, the sixth prince Qin Antian, and the seventh prince Qin Qiuhong failed to break out of the encirclement. Under the siege of the enemy, they suffered heavy casualties and were in danger.

"Soldiers, charge with me and defeat the offal of the Six Kingdoms!"

After rushing out of the encirclement, Qin Xiaolong was in high spirits and led fifty thousand iron soldiers to rampage on the battlefield, killing countless enemies.

"Kill kill kill..."

Qin Jun's eyes were red with blood, his body was soaked in blood, and he turned into a bloody man, carrying a suffocating murderous aura, like a butcher on the battlefield, like a devil reappearing in the world, which is frightening.

There is only one thought in their minds, kill!

Kill all the offal from the six countries.

"Old Qin man, kill!"

A Qin pawn with a broken arm, with a ferocious face and the determination to die, plunged the sword in his hand into the enemy's chest.

Blood shot on his face, the old Qin man smiled and became a real devil.

He has eradicated another enemy for the country.

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

Countless Qin soldiers shouted and desolate battle songs echoed over the battlefield, and the black and white Qin flags swayed. From the beginning to the end, they did not fall down, guiding the direction of the Qin army's attack.

"Compared to a hundred years ago, the strength of Qin is much stronger!"

Behind the battlefield, on a simple high platform, Chu Wuji had a solemn face. He had fought with the Qin army for many years, and he knew the terror of the Qin people well. The seemingly elegant Qin people had a barbaric blood flowing in their bodies.

Compared with the armies of the Six Kingdoms, the Qin people were the least afraid of death.

This is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing about the Qin people is that they have faith, a sense of national pride, and a persistent fighting spirit.

Because of this, every Qin person is a born warrior, able to develop from a small tribe to the strongest force in the Eastern Ancient Region in just 10 years.

"With the strength of the Six Kingdoms, we are definitely not the opponent of Daqin. Xin Hao, we still have a backup!"

Chu Wuji muttered to himself, staring at Qin Xiaolong who was galloping across the battlefield, showing a sneer, and clapping his hands to the void, he said, "Please join the Tianjiao of the Zongmen!"

Behind the six kingdoms, there is a hermit sect supporting each of them. They have profound heritage and countless powerful people. They have existed for 10,000+ years, hidden behind the scenes, and controlled the Eastern Ancient Region.

Rumble!
The clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and powerful figures suspended in the clouds, overlooking the battlefield below, with an indifferent expression, like a nine-day immortal.

"The six sects gathered together, I really think highly of Daqin!"

At Hangu Pass, Wang Jian's calm expression finally changed, but he soon returned to normal. He believed that the power of the country would surely defeat the enemy.

"Daqin's No. [-] talent? A martial artist in the Dongtian Realm in his thirties is qualified to let me take action!"

A young man in a white robe, carrying the aura of swallowing mountains and rivers and being invincible in the universe, slowly flew down the clouds, and said to Qin Xiaolong: "Remember that the person who killed you is Luo Yun, the Daozi of the Tianhuo Sect!"

"The fire burns thousands of miles!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of crimson fires appeared out of thin air, burning blazingly in the void, emitting a terrifying temperature, making the cold battlefield become hot.

"Insanity!"

Qin Xiaolong raised his head and soared into the sky, a pair of dark eyes burst out with dazzling divine light, two golden dragons looked up to the sky and howled faintly, with countless sword qi lingering around them, and slashed at Luo Yun.

"Little Doyle!"

Luo Yun was full of disdain, and flicked his right hand lightly, dozens of balls of fire surged up against the wind, colliding with the sword energy.

boom!
The two forces collided and made a heavy sound, distorting the void. Qin Xiaolong's sword energy, after a while, was incinerated by the high temperature and disintegrated one after another.

"go with!"

Luo Yun continued to attack, and dozens of blazes fused together, turning into a fire dragon, baring its teeth and claws, hitting Qin Xiaolong with lightning speed.

Fire burst.

A figure flew upside down, like a bird with broken wings, hitting the ground, creating a big crater.

"puff……"

Qin Xiaolong lay in the pit, spat out a mouthful of blood, his sword fell to the side, clutching his scorched chest, his face pale, staring at Luo Yun, full of disbelief.

He is defeated!
With just one move, he, the No. [-] Arrogant of the Great Qin Empire, lost to the Arrogant of the Hidden Sect.

"This is the Great Qin Tianjiao? It's too weak. It can't even handle my third level of strength. Now, this Daoist grants you death. You have no objection!"

Luo Yun's domineering voice reverberated across the sky, causing Hangu to shut down many generals and prepare to rescue Qin Xiaolong, but was blocked by Wang Jian. There is an unspoken rule in the cultivation world. When young Tianjiao fights, the older generation cannot intervene.

What's more, the powerhouses of the empire haven't arrived yet. Once they intervene, the powerhouses of the six sects will destroy the checkpoint in an instant.

"die!"

Luo Yun stretched out his index finger and middle finger, tapped towards Qin Xiaolong, and a red light burst out, piercing through the void.

Qin Xiaolong lay in the pit, unable to move, showing a trace of despair and unwillingness.

Countless Daqin soldiers were full of anger and wanted to stop them, but they were powerless. They could only watch helplessly as Daqin's Tianjiao was about to be killed.

"call out!"

At this moment, within Hangu Pass, a streak of gray sword energy flew out and hit the light beam, saving Qin Xiaolong's life at the critical moment.

"Who?"

Luo Yun's face darkened, his eyes filled with fire, filled with endless murderous intent.

"Who did it?"

In the Qin camp, all the generals including Wang Jian looked at each other and kept checking their surroundings.

"The people of my Great Qin, are you also able to kill?"

With the anticipation of all the people, Qin Wudao came from the sky. Every time he took a step, his aura became stronger, and his eyes became extremely domineering, like a peerless king sweeping across the battlefield.

"It's the Ninth Prince!"

Wang Jian couldn't help exclaiming, he never expected that the person who made the move would be Qin Wudao?

All the generals were also shocked when they saw that domineering back. Isn't the Ninth Prince a waste?

"who are you?"

Shocked by Qin Wudao's aura, Luo Yun was stunned for a moment, before asking sharply, the spiritual energy in his body was constantly circulating, and the surface of his body was shining brightly like a sun.

He felt a strong threat from Qin Wudao, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Remember, the person who killed you was Qin Wudao, the Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Empire!"

Qin Wudao imitated what Luo Yun said before, stretched out his right hand, and a golden battle sword appeared, with the sun, moon and stars carved on one side, and mountains, rivers, plants and trees on the other side, lingering with a sacred aura.

The monstrous sword intent spread throughout the battlefield.

For a moment, all the battle swords became dim, and those that fell on the ground were all suspended in the air, with curved blades, as if they were worshiping the Xuanyuan Sword.

(End of this chapter)