Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

Chapter 1025 It's You
Su Heng closed his eyes slowly, and his heart became silent.

In his mind, the scene of countless soldiers falling to the ground kept reappearing, the scene of thousands of troops galloping endlessly echoed, and the aura of destroying heaven and earth kept gathering.

"One sword between heaven and earth, the immortal will not work!"

In the innermost part of Su Heng, these two words were gradually read out.

He is a swordsman, the purest swordsman.After gathering countless images in my mind, all my thoughts focused on the emperor's words that night.

I don't know when he started to understand, but he didn't understand what was going on.He only knows that he has a sword and a sword move.

He doesn't know what this sword move is, but he really wants to use it as his last wish before death.

When he opened his eyes slowly, he found that there seemed to be countless figures everywhere in the sky and the earth, but it seemed that there was nothing. In front of him, there was only one person, Nehman.

His long sword pointed directly at Nehman, and an inexplicable momentum gathered, and his long sword began to tremble.

He found that, unconsciously, all the strength in his body was completely concentrated on this sword.

At this moment, the power on the sword is the strongest power he can condense in this life, so strong that even his sword is inexplicably emitting bursts of sword groans.

The sound was like the howling of a breeze, and the roar of a dead dragon and a tiger.

Opposite him, Nehman narrowed his eyes slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes under the mask.

For some reason, at this moment, he actually had a feeling of being locked in by the general trend of the world.

It seemed that standing in front of him was not a single person, but tens of thousands of people, thousands of horses turned into torrents, charging towards him.

"kill!"

Suddenly, there was only a burst of shouting.

The sound was so powerful, like thunder from heaven and earth, it instantly deafened everyone around, and some people were directly dizzy from the shock.

Nehman trembled all over, and a shocking force struck. At this moment, he seemed to be really facing thousands of troops.

That roar was the roar of thunder, the roar of ten thousand horses, and the roar of ten thousand armies.

In this roar, there is enough power to suppress all human beings.

When Nihaman came to his senses, he saw a flash of his figure, and Su Heng jumped up, holding a sword in both hands, and slashed down from the void.

The strong wind howled, and this sword seemed to tear the air apart.

Nehman's eyes were fixed, and instinctively, he swung his two knives at an extremely fast speed. One knife rested on the top of his head, and the other tore it out.

"boom!"

"Clang clang..."

There was a crackling sound, and Su Heng's sword slashed down, colliding with Nehman's scimitar.The powerful force instantly made Nehaman's arm tremble, and his tiger's mouth burst open.

Perhaps it was because the strength was too strong, the swords of the two men split in an instant.Instead of breaking into two sections, it was shaken into pieces.

Under Nehman's feet, the stones on the Qishuai platform shattered in an instant, and the whole person stepped on it, as if being fixed to the ground like a wooden stake.

"Pfft!"

A fragment of the bronze sword flew over and was directly inserted into Nehman's shoulder.

A scimitar fragment flew over and pierced directly between Su Heng's eyebrows.

At the same time, Nehman's other knife directly tore Su Heng's chest, almost cutting Su Heng in two.

"boom!"

Su Heng's body fell to the ground, and it did hit the ground, kneeling on the ground.

The vitality in his eyes was passing quickly, he looked up at Nehman who was still standing in front of him, then at the sword in his hand, and finally at his chest.

Blood flowed from between his brows, instantly staining his entire face red, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.With his mouth, he was already drowned in blood.

The vitality in his eyes passed faster and faster, and in just a short moment, it was already dimmed.

"Your Majesty, the last general understands that the sword of the strong can sweep the world, but unfortunately, the last general's sword is not strong enough!"

At the last moment, Su Heng muttered to himself, said something that no one could hear clearly, and finally closed his eyes slowly, and fell on the handsome platform.

At this point, the Great Wall Guards were invincible alone, and the Great Wall had completely fallen in the true sense.

"puff……"

The moment Su Heng fell, Nihaman spat out a mouthful of blood.

With a clear sound, the mask on his face split into two instantly and fell to the ground, revealing that extremely handsome face.

"marshal!"

Surrounded by surprise, a group of soldiers hurried forward to meet him.

Nehman raised his hand, preventing everyone from coming forward.

With his head down, he struggled to pull out his feet from the cracks in the stone, his body was a little erratic, and he staggered away from here.

Everyone gave way one after another, watched him approaching with their own eyes, and finally walked towards the stairs to walk down the Great Wall.

Behind them, everyone was shocked. In their eyes, Nehman was the real God of War. This Donghu God of War was by no means a false name. It was hard to imagine that even the top ten generals were not Nehman's opponent. No one can hurt Nehman.

However, this person came out today. Not only did he hurt Nehman, but most importantly, he was not a general of Qin, not a top expert, but just an ordinary first-class general.

In the eyes of many people, a top-ranking general may be far away enough to guard one side, but compared with a real general, the gap is really too big, and it can be described as heaven and earth.

It is difficult for even top fighters to go through ten rounds under Nehman's hands, let alone hurt Nehman.

But Su Heng, a first-class fighter, did it, which is astonishing as one can imagine.

At this moment, not only everyone was surprised, but also Nehman himself.

He was aware of his own injuries, and the strength of the sword just now made him feel as if he was facing Mount Tai. Its power was so powerful that he had no doubt that if the sword in Su Heng's hand were harder, he could tear himself apart.

But even if he didn't tear himself apart, it still made his internal organs twitch and almost burst.

At this moment, blood was flowing across his left shoulder. He lowered his head and let his long hair hang down. He didn't know whether it was intentional to prevent others from seeing his face, or whether it was inadvertently covering his face. None of the surrounding soldiers could see it. Clear his face.

Nehman walked step by step, and just as he was about to turn around and walk down the stairs of the Great Wall, suddenly, a figure walked in front of him and stood in front of him.

Nehman lowered his head and couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, but he could see the person's lower body.That attire is obviously not from Donghu.

But, is there anyone else in this city?In other words, are there still people from the Central Plains?
Why is the person in front of him wearing the Central Plains costume?
He slowly raised his head and saw a familiar figure.

"It's you!"

Nehman said in a low voice, looking in front of him.

In front of him was Jun Wuyou, who didn't know when it started or how he got there, Jun Wuyou just appeared in front of Nehaman without a sound, hundreds of thousands of troops didn't notice.

(End of this chapter)