The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

The enormous battleship crashed into a wind and moon boat, one could imagine the scene.

The side of the boat broke. The people on the boat turned over and spilled wine all over their bodies.

Before Song Wan could stand up, a cold voice filled with killing intent reached his ears, "Who was the one that called the emperor a dog?"

"Who dares to offend me, I'll definitely show him who's boss!"

Song Wan stood up cursing and his face was gloomy. Was the Song Family the local despot of the land of Jiangdong?

"Brother Yushan, calm down. Don't be rash!"

Before the few scholars could stop him, Song Wan had already walked out of the tent. The rest of the people exchanged glances and could only follow him out. As Song Wan's close friend, they knew each other's temper and how much power the Song Family had.

As he walked out of the boat, Song Wan was stunned. He had never seen such a valiant woman. Normally, when he came to the wind and moonlight, he would come into contact with a woman with a cold expression and valiant demeanor, but compared to this woman, she was like a firefly in comparison to the bright moon.

The woman on the boat was trembling in fear, and the few scholars had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. How could they not recognize the signature Flying Fish suit?

"Brother Yushan, this person is one of Six Fans Gate's henchmen. Why don't we give way for now?"

A scholar pulled on Song Wan's clothes and leaned over to whisper in his ear. They could be considered famous scholars from the east of the river, but compared to Song Wan's family, the imperial government's deterrence was enormous.

However, Song Wan did not care about the identity of the person who came. He tidied up his robes, took two steps forward and said politely, "Young lady, I see that you are a natural born beauty. Why not get off the boat and have a drink with Xiao Shen? "

The ship was much higher in height than the ship that Song Wan was on. The woman's expression didn't change as she asked again, "Who was the one who just called the emperor of the dogs?"

A lady that was trembling with fear pointed at Song Wan who was standing right in front.

"Master Bing, what should we do with him?"

The bodyguard wearing a flying fish outfit asked Xia Bing.

The short sword at his waist was unsheathed. In the next moment, a huge head flew up into the air, and fresh blood seeped into the river surface.

"The Sage Emperor sent me to Jiangdong to suppress the rebellion. Those who complain to the Wu Dynasty will only have one ending, and their heads will fall off!"

As Xia Bing said this, she turned around and left, leaving behind a few shivering scholars.

On this day, a bloody storm was set off in the eastern part of the river. Several wealthy aristocratic families had their doors smashed open, and fresh blood flowed continuously. The eastern part of the river was covered in a layer of blood mist.

Seeing Xia Bing leading the troops to wipe out the family, the citizens not only weren't afraid, but also applauded. In a place like Jiang Dong which was far away from the capital, these clans did not accept the rule of the Martial Dynasty and had oppressed and exploited the common people. It would be strange if the people had a good impression of them.

Similar scenes were occurring everywhere. The Wu Dynasty had begun to take shape, and those sent out by Li Dao to suppress the rebellion were all ruthless figures. Furthermore, Li Dao gave an order: kill. Kill every single person that dared to obstruct the development of the Martial Dynasty. Kill until they were terrified!

No one had counted the number of people who had died. Some of the generals who had been involved in suppressing the rebellion recalled the scene and fell silent.

Outside of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range of the Southern Wilderness, a troop of three thousand men marched into the mountains in an orderly fashion. Some of the climate demons ran away in panic, staring at the army from a distance with trepidation.

In front of this army were two men riding big horses. One of them was wearing a long sword and a black armor. He had a breathtaking aura between his brows. The other person was a bald man dressed in gorgeous silk clothing. His face was filled with compassion.

Behind the duo was a soldier dressed in black armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a blade in his right. The crux was that these soldiers were emitting an aura that made demons tremble.

"Imperial Advisor, what did the Sage Emperor say?"

Li Jian frowned and asked Centipede Kingdom's Advisor beside him.

A merciful looking Imperial Advisor answered calmly, "He Shan Dao has been uprooted, and not a single barbarian is left."

"I understand." Li Jian tightened his grip on the horse's back, using all his strength to lift his right hand on the sword hilt.