Emperor Tianwu

A shocking scene occurred as the blade light swept across the sky.

The rolling blade light engulfed all the hundreds of hell messengers in front of them.

Then, there was a sound of "puff puff" and blood light bloomed in the blade light.

The blade light dissipated, and a gap appeared in front of them. Hundreds of hell messengers were all turned into minced meat and scattered all over the ground.

However, this was not the end. The young man who stood out said loudly again: "Xiaoxiao Yuxi, look up!"

As the voice fell, a dazzling blade light slashed out directly and aimed at the Tianwu realm strongman.

The Tianwu realm strongman almost died when he saw this. His hair stood up and he wanted to escape, but it was too late. With a "bang", the blade light passed through his body and cut a huge crack in the ground. All the people under the blade light were cut in half and blood was flying.

With one strike, more than a dozen people died again.

"Long roar to the sky, heroic spirit!"

The young man shouted, and started to fight like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

This time, he did not use any magic skills or vitality, but simply used a big knife to slaughter.

Yes, slaughter.

"Puff!"

One person was split in half by him.

"Thirty years of fame and honor are dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are clouds and moon!"

The long knife was raised, and a big head soared into the sky.

"Don't wait, your youth will be white, and you will be sad in vain!"

"The shame of hell has not been avenged, and the hatred of the ministers, when will it be eliminated..."

"Drive a long car to break through the gap in the Helan Mountains. Aspiring to eat the meat of the barbarians, and talk about drinking the blood of the messengers. Wait to start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

The young man's voice became more and more urgent, and the number of hell messengers was madly reduced as the knife light kept flashing.

When the three words "facing the sky" fell, the young man was already standing in the field.

The more than 300 dead in hell have all turned into corpses, and the flesh is filled in the streets of the town.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man stood upright on the street in the middle of the town, without any blood on his body.

However, around him, there was blood.

This scene made everyone stunned.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Including the commander and the more than 30 soldiers.

They were ready to sacrifice their lives for the country, but they didn't expect that before they had time to do it, a man suddenly appeared in the town, and killed all 300 messengers of hell with a knife.

This scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Especially the war song of the young man, as if it was tailor-made for those soldiers who defended their country, making their blood boil uncontrollably.

"Hey!"

The commander wanted to say something, but the young man in front of him said: "We can't stay in this town any longer. You take these people away and find a new place to settle them! I'm leaving, take care!"

As soon as the voice fell, the young man had already taken a step, but in just a few steps, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Good, so powerful!"

A soldier murmured.

A glimmer flashed in the eyes of the commander, and he said: "That senior is likely to be a strong man at the half-soul level!"

...

After leaving the town, the young man went west.

This is already the border of Daxia. After hundreds of kilometers, he will soon enter the territory of Dayan.

Dayan is also one of the seven countries in Nanzhou, and he has some origins with Dayan.

If he remembers correctly, his cousin, Yunxi, is now with the third prince of Dayan.

This young man is none other than Yunchen who left Linzhou City alone.

It has been several months since the battle in Linzhou City. In these months, his cultivation has hardly improved much, but his fighting power has become stronger.

"Miss, hurry up!"

At this moment, a very panicked voice came from the front, and then a sound of weapons clashing came.

Yun Chen looked up and saw six guards who were protecting a woman in a white gown and a white headscarf, fighting and retreating, moving towards Yun Chen.

And the ones fighting with them were a group of men in black.

"Liu Fei, do you think you can escape?"

The leading man in black sneered, looking at the guards who were still resisting stubbornly with disdain, and sneered: "A few remnants of defeated soldiers also want to protect you?"

These people also noticed Yun Chen, but ignored him directly.

Yun Chen looked too ordinary, and there was no breath on his body, so they just regarded Yun Chen as an ordinary person.

Of course, even if he is not an ordinary person, what does it matter?

This group of black-clothed people are from the He family. Within a hundred miles, the He family is the only one in power. Ordinary forces dare not provoke them.

Therefore, these people are fearless.

Yun Chen did not intend to meddle in other people's business. He just stood aside and watched the scene leisurely, like a spectator.

"Miss!"

The faces of the guards were full of sadness.

The woman wearing a white headscarf said in some pain: "I'm sorry, I have caused you trouble!"