Proud Sword Emperor

Chapter 212 Paving a Bloody Road

"Protect the Emperor!"

Fifty thousand martial kings marched together.

All around them were densely packed enemies. The powerful men of the seven nations gathered together. There were millions of people. At a glance, the enemies could spread to the sky, and they couldn't see the edge.

In front of these countless people are the elite powerhouses of the Seven Kingdoms. The total number of Wu Wang and Wu Sheng is no less than a thousand, forming the second line of defense, cutting off all the retreats of Datang.

And in the front, there are thirteen powerful Taoist men who are above the mortal world. Any one of them can slaughter an army. The thirteen people attack together, and the momentum is overwhelming, like a strong wind passing through the border. The ground crumbled and was unstoppable.

But even so.

The 5 Martial Kings showed no signs of fear, each face was filled with the determination to die, and the [-] people all drew their swords out of their sheaths in unison to protect the emperor.

"Chong!"

The bloody battle began, and thirteen Xuanmen geniuses seemed to be in the land of no one. Thirteen sword qi slashed down, breaking the formation set up by fifty thousand martial kings in one fell swoop. and blood.

"How could a group of ants stop us?"

The 13 people's swords were like a rainbow, and the [-] Martial Kings couldn't resist at all. When the sword energy fell, they could only retreat again and again.

"Give way, if you don't give way, you will all die."

Some of the thirteen Xuanmen masters were impatient and shouted coldly.

In the army, a King Wu wrapped his wound with his armor, slapped it hard, and raised his sword again: "It's ridiculous! The day you became a soldier, you are doomed to die in battle in this life. Which soldier would be afraid of death!"

"Which soldier would be afraid of death!"

Fifty thousand soldiers shouted in unison, this sentence broke the heart of every soldier, and the murderous intent became stronger.

"kill!"

5 people formed a formation, were broken up, and then formed a formation, unable to resist the retreat, and then stood up again.

Like the Great Wall of Flesh that cannot be defeated.

"Then you all go to die!"

The master of Thirteen Xuanmen revealed an angry face, and his sword energy pierced the sky.

"Your Majesty, let's go!"

Facing the sword energy, 5 people shouted in unison without looking back, showing their will to die.

"I am the emperor, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. After today, the Tang Dynasty will not be here. What's the use of leaving me as a lonely emperor!" The emperor of the Tang Dynasty drew his sword, and he was the only one in the Tang Dynasty who was a black-rank warrior. If he retreated, the people below would die.

"Your Majesty, take the princess with you!"

The [-] army shouted again, with a hideous look on their faces.

At this time, the sword energy fell, the army managed to break through three lines, and the remaining ten lines were cut in the army.

The front ranks will stand up and resist.

"Chila!"

Flesh and flesh flew everywhere, and heads rolled.

"Your Majesty, let's go!"

The group of people in front died, and the people behind made up and shouted again, with blood in their voices.

"Where can I go..."

The voice of the Great Tang Emperor was trembling, he was besieged on all sides, and enemies were everywhere. Where to go, where to go, there is no way to go!

"Today we will fight to the death together!"

The Duke Protector flew into the sky, his old body was straight as a sword at this moment, like a treasured sword that had been sealed in dust for a long time, although it was old, the blade was still sharp.

"If the emperor is not dead, the Tang Dynasty will not be destroyed. We will fight a bloody path for you!"

The army below roared loudly, not wanting the emperor and Duke Protector to die in battle, their swords trembled and they swallowed blood to fight.

"rush!"

With the sword energy of the Taoist master above their heads, the army no longer resisted, the sword was in the front, regardless of the danger of death, and only cared about the impact, and there was hope for a foot of distance.

"Pfft!"

The sword energy broke through the air, a row of people fell down, the blood was still flowing, the dying body was still crawling forward, and there was still an obsession in the throat: "Chong..."

The army behind was covered in blood, and continued to rush forward on the corpses of the soldiers in front. What they stepped on was not only the land of their homeland, but also the blood and flesh of their former comrades-in-arms.

The wind howled and tears flowed.

In the blink of an eye, [-] soldiers had already died [-]. They died quickly, but they paved a road of blood hundreds of meters long.

"you!"

The Tang Emperor's joints exploded, and there was a thunderous anger in his chest, and he burst into anger.

"kill!"

Facing the sword energy, the army did not retreat, and continued to advance with death.

"Chila!"

The sword energy was still flying all over the sky, and the generals were still dying one by one. They charged and killed, and the bloody road they paved was already a thousand meters long!
The person who fell on the ground hid the blade under his body, so as not to accidentally hurt his ankle when the emperor and the princess stepped on them. With their last breath, they shouted: "Go..."

"This road... let me go!"

The Tang Emperor's eyes were tearing open, and his voice was hoarse. This is the road paved by his soldiers with their own corpses. This is a bloody road of loyalty to the country. What kind of determination should be used to embark on this road!
"kill!"

The soldiers in front are still rushing to kill, advancing with death, paving the way with their bodies, and demonstrating their will with blood!

"Go!"

One after another, the soldiers fell to the ground and screamed after rushing to kill them.

"Go, I'll go!"

Tang Mengqiu and others, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty with a large sleeve, guarded a country's important officials behind them, and stepped on this bloody road one step at a time.

"tear!"

Taking this step, it was as if his heart was being torn apart. The piercing pain made him crack his lungs and drive him mad!
"Your Majesty, let's go!"

With tears in his old eyes, the Protector urged him to move forward.

The road paved underground is the loyalty of the dead soldiers to protect the country. If you step on it, you will shed tears. If you don’t step on it, the dead soldiers will bleed in peace!

"This blood can't be wasted...even if you die on this road!"

The Duke Protector spoke again with a trembling voice.

"Walk……"

The Great Tang Emperor took a step, clenching his teeth, every step he took, stepping on this bloody road, was like stepping on a mountain of knives, as if there was a bone-cutting pain.

In the rear, Tang Mengqiu was already weeping uncontrollably, watching soldiers fall one after another, and seeing the blood trail getting longer and longer, she couldn't bear it, so she drew her sword with a clang.

"I don't want to go this way again, I want to kill them!"

Tang Mengqiu, who is as elegant as refined, has flying long hair and a pretty face with a cold face.

"Mengqiu!" The Huguogong grabbed Tang Mengqiu and shook his head fiercely: "It is their long-cherished wish for you to live, and you want to let their blood flow in vain?!"

"But I don't want to see them bleed anymore, I don't want to let them die again!"

Tang Mengqiu waved his hands, rushed forward, glared at the remaining [-] soldiers and shouted: "Stop, I order you to stop!"

"Stop?"

Above the sky, the master of the Thirteen Xuanmen smiled indifferently: "Even if they stop, won't they die? Impossible, they will all die today!"

"Buzz!"

The sword qi pierced through the air, and thirteen sharp sword qi were like deadly scythes. With a flash of the sword, more than a dozen soldiers fell down, and immediately another group of people rushed up bravely without fear of death.

"It's the first time to kill like this."

"How happy!"

"Ha ha!"

The master of Xuanmen brandished his sword and laughed, his eyes were bloody, as if his eyes were red from murder.

"No, don't kill any more, please don't kill any more! I hand over my skills!" Tang Mengqiu squinted, her beautiful face was full of gray despair.

"Hand over the exercises? It's too late, the interest has already started, how can we stop!" The thirteen Xuanmen laughed.

The sword energy pierced through the air again.

"Don't!" Tang Mengqiu said hoarsely: "Don't kill them! Who will save them, who can save them! Xu Chen! You said you would come back soon, why don't you come back, come back and save them!"

boom!
The sky is torn apart.

A figure clad in blue-gold light blasted through the clouds and came through the air!

(End of this chapter)