Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 67
"kill!"

When the capital city of Jin was opened, Gu Qing led a group of soldiers to rush out. Although he was old, he was born strong after all. He tore a hole in the army of millions, smashed directly at Huanglong, and charged towards the central account.

"Soldiers, listen to my orders and kill!"

Gu Qing screamed, holding a long spear in his hand, slashing and killing in the army formation, no one can fight, covered in blood, the tens of thousands of Jin troops merged into Feng Yang's army like a sea, and were quickly killed devoured.

One shot at a time, Gu Qing stood surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, his eyes were cloudy, as if he had lost focus, the time limit had come, he couldn't hold on any longer, he bowed slowly towards the imperial city of Jindu, and closed his eyes forever Eye.

Grand Marshal of the Jin Dynasty, a generation of heroes, die in battle!

Lin Xuan looked at this scene indifferently, and sighed slightly. Since ancient times, the two armies have faced each other without sympathy.

Standing in front of the million-strong army, Lin Xuan's expression froze, he looked at Jindu City in the distance, drew his sword out of its sheath, and pointed forward!
"kill!"

"kill!"

Millions of troops spread towards the capital of Jin like a torrent, a dense mass of darkness, just moving slowly caused the soldiers above the city gate to panic, and shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

Arrows rained down, blood splattered, countless soldiers fell down, and then countless soldiers filled up, and arrows rose all over the ground, covering the entire Jin capital city, and there were countless screams in the city.

"General Wang, what should we do, Feng Yang's army is about to attack, and we can hardly stop it."

"Quickly, tell Your Majesty, for help!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the soldier finished speaking, an arrow pierced the sky and pierced through the soldier's head. In an instant, blood burst into blood. General Wang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"Feng Yang's army is coming up, run away!" A voice rang out from above the city tower, all the soldiers panicked, at a loss what to do, throwing away their helmets and armor, in chaos, the city gate was breached in an instant.

"Don't kill me, I surrender." General Wang begged for mercy, and was beheaded by a sword light. Lin Xuan, dressed in white without a trace of blood, stepped over him and headed for the imperial city.

Now, the imperial city is going through a mutiny. Under the leadership of a Confucian official, a group of ministers want to cut off the head of Emperor Jin and sacrifice it to Wuxin to save his life. The imperial city is also in chaos.

"Emperor Jin, Da Jin can't be kept anymore, surrender, as long as you surrender, we can all survive."

"Emperor Jin, you can't let us die with you, it's because you offended Wuxin, that's why Dajin has this calamity, everything is because of you, it has nothing to do with us."

"The saint is gone, and Da Jin is hopeless."

……

In the main hall, the Emperor Jin was sitting on the dragon chair, with no one around to support him, and the officials below him. The Emperor Jin was frightened and angry, pointing at all the officials, and angrily said: "You bastards, you bastards!"

"The Great Jin Dynasty is not yet destroyed. The Zhoushan County King's reinforcements are on the way. There is still hope for the Great Jin Dynasty. Do you know what you are doing now? The crime of killing the king is to punish the nine clans!"

The ministers froze for a moment, looked at each other left and right, with doubts in their eyes, whether what the Emperor Jin said was true, and was there really any reinforcements?

"Emperor Jin, do you really think there are reinforcements?" A voice sounded, and everyone's eyes moved over. It was a Confucian official, not very old, and a young man, but he was not familiar with him.

"Who are you?" Jin Huang asked in a concentrated voice, his voice was full of murderous intent, the aura of innate peak was revealed, and the hall was silent.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you know who they are. Come out and meet your Jinhuang." The young man was Zi Ye, pretending to be a Confucian official.

"Hehe, Emperor Jin, long time no see." A man walked out with a smile on his face, followed by three people.

"Zhoushan County King!" Jin Huang's eyes were fixed, and he looked at the people behind him. The old man Crazy Sword and the other two county kings appeared together as if they had agreed, and Jin Huang's expression changed.

"you……"

"Emperor Jin, do you still remember them, and thank you for your letter, calling them here, and letting us catch them all at once." Zi Ye said lightly, full of confidence, everything was under control.

"Emperor Jin, you have lost."

With just a few words, Jin Huang sat slumped on the dragon chair, his face changed wildly, and finally he looked crazy.

"No, Dajin will not be destroyed, Gu is not dead yet, you rebels, Gu will kill you together today!"

The aura of the innate peak overturned the dragon chair, the air was shaken, a sword was swept out, blood splattered everywhere, dozens of ministers were killed, another sword was swept out, and they rushed straight to Zi Ye. Impressed, the four Dukes of Zhoushan stood in front of them, looking at the Duke solemnly.

"laugh!"

The sword lights intersected, and the four of them retreated together, their faces flushed. Jin Huang, a figure who dominates the world, is born at the peak, even if the four of them work together, they can't get the top score, but they have been suppressed all the time.

"Give me all to die!" Jinhuang yelled angrily, slashed down with his sword, and the four of them flew upside down and fell to the ground, vomiting blood continuously. Zi Ye frowned, looking at Jinhuang approaching, his face was calm shock.

"Winner and loser, I lost today, but I won't make you feel good. You will die today, and countless of you will die in my hands in the future. So what if I don't want to escape? People can stop me."

"Really?" The two faint words echoed in the hall for a long time. Jin Huang was startled, and looked outside the hall. Lin Xuan held a sword, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and walked step by step, full of blood and murderous intent. It's frightening.

"Wuxin, you're finally here." Emperor Jin looked at Lin Xuan solemnly, but Lin Xuan didn't even look at him, but cast his eyes on Zi Ye.

"Zi Ye, you have worked hard."

"My lord, these are what the subordinates should do." Zi Ye bowed and replied, while Jin Huang was furious.

"Wuxin, you actually ignore me so much, I am a majestic emperor, don't you deserve your attention?"

"A sword." Lin Xuan looked at Emperor Jin and spit out two words. Emperor Jin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled angrily, and said, "Wuxin, you are too conceited. What kind of a hero rely on a sword? Abandon you sword, we shall fight fairly."

"Why?" Lin Xuan asked, Jin Huang was stunned again, he couldn't keep up with Lin Xuan's rhythm.

"Yijian, if you can survive, I will spare your life today."

"Slay me with a sword, you have a big tone, Gu has practiced martial arts for decades, do you think Gu is really a waste like Zhoushan County King and others, wanting to kill me with a sword, whimsical!"

"Really?" With two faint words and an invisible mockery, Emperor Jin was in a hurry and pointed his sword at Lin Xuan.

"Wuxin, how dare..." Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying sword light swept towards him, Jin Huang trembled, and swung his sword to meet him.

"hiss!"

For a moment, Jinhuang looked at his abdomen in disbelief, a sword mark was drawn across, and blood overflowed little by little. With one sword, Jinhuang was cut in two. It was really a sword, and a generation of emperors died.

(End of this chapter)