The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 11 Invincible in the world
On the mountainside of the Quanzhen Sect, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen and others looked down at the Mongolian army that was attacking and killing Mo Chen like a torrent, their faces pale and bloodless.

The [-] troops are scattered at the foot of the mountain, covering the sky and covering the earth at a glance, and there is no end in sight!
They didn't even dare to imagine how long they could last in the face of such a terrifying torrent.

One breath, or two breaths?

They don't know, because they never dared to imagine such crazy and terrible things in the world.

"Ah!" Seeing that the Mongol army seemed to be destroying the world like a torrent, Sun Buer could not help but close his eyes and let out an exclamation.

She really didn't dare to continue watching, for fear that the next scene would be the scene she least wanted to see.

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

Mo Chen stood with his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly, as if he didn't see the torrent of Mongolian army at all.

A gust of breeze blew by, bringing his long robe fluttering, as if he was alone in the world like a banished fairy.Surrounding shouts shook the sky, and the sound of the marching army was like thunder, but it could not shake his mind at all.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongol army had reached two zhang in front of him, and it was about to engulf him.

Mo Chen looked around and slowly raised his right hand in front of him.

"Clang!"

The sound of a sword being unsheathed reverberated in the heaven and earth, and the sound seemed to come from the sky, suppressing the thunderous footsteps and the shouts of landslides and earth cracks.

Mo Chen's expression was cold, and his big hands were clenched suddenly.

"what!"

Accompanied by his movement, the Mongolian soldiers with a radius of ten feet around him felt that the weapon in their hands seemed to have life, and they suddenly broke free from their big hands.
Afterwards, they saw countless weapons flying towards the sky, like a terrifying steel dragon, wandering above the army.

For a moment, there was a dead silence under Zhongnan Mountain.

The Mongolian soldiers who had reached about ten feet around Mo Chen stared blankly at his empty right hand, and hadn't recovered from the loss of the weapon.

And those warriors who were still far away from Mo Chen looked at the steel dragon composed of countless swords above them, their faces were pale and bloodless, and their hearts were full of fear.

However, the hesitation of the Mongolian army did not stop Mo Chen's actions at all.

He flicked his index finger, and the steel dragon composed of countless swords, like a terrifying ancient monster, attacked and killed the Mongolian army below!

The sword pierces the sky, and the cold light shines on Kyushu!
Amidst a dull wail, there was no living person within a radius of tens of feet around Mo Chen!
Seen from above, there was a large area around him instantly, like a vast and surging torrent, crashing into the majestic and immortal mountains, and being divided abruptly.

The blood slowly gathered and turned into a rushing stream, exuding a strong bloody smell.

As the breeze blew, the smell of blood drifted away, making the Mongolian army in the distance tremble with fear.

Mo Chen just stopped for a step, then stepped on the corpses all over the ground calmly, and walked towards Tomu and others.

He marched all the way, and the torrent of Mongolian army was like butter cut by a hot knife, leaving a wide road.Everyone trembled and retreated far away, not daring to get close to Mo Chen, as if they were afraid that they would be the same as the unlucky ghost just now.

They looked at Mo Chen's slowly advancing figure, one by one holding their weapons tightly, with fine cold sweat all over their faces, and even couldn't help holding their breath, not daring to take a breath.

Terrible, terrible!

He beheaded hundreds of crossbowmen with a wave of his sleeves, and with the flick of his fingers, the blade turned into a flying dragon, and he beheaded nearly a thousand soldiers.Is this terrifying existence that can control the sword in the air really still a human?

For a moment, the battlefield fell into a terrible dead silence.

Although Mo Chen only killed about a thousand people with two moves, the deterrence to the army was unprecedentedly shocking.

Facing such a terrifying existence that cannot be injured by bows and crossbows, and can't get close to it, how can ordinary soldiers still have the heart to fight in their hearts.If it weren't for the strict military tactics of the Mongols, everyone would have fled in all directions.

It wasn't until Mo Chen had penetrated into the army that Tom and the others recovered from the shock.

He looked at the army who didn't dare to go forward with an ugly expression, his eyes glanced at Mo Chen's figure in fear, and cold sweat slowly slipped down his temples.

He tightly gripped the weapon in his hand, his palms were covered with fine beads of sweat.

Can this kind of existence really be defeated by manpower?
Although Tomu was terrified in his heart, he gritted his teeth seeing that Mo Chen had come less than twenty feet in front of him.With a ferocious face, he waved the long knife in his hand and roared violently: "Mongol warriors, charge with me!"

As Tom said, he leaned over and charged towards Mo Chen.

Although the [-] Mongolian cavalrymen behind him looked pale, they could only ride their horses and follow closely in the face of the chief general's charge.

In an instant, the battlefield became extremely weird.

There are tens of thousands of Mongolian troops all over the mountains.But tens of thousands of troops were here, but only the general led five hundred Mongolian cavalry to charge against Mo Chen.The other 2 troops stood quietly on both sides of the mountain road without any movement, as if they were watching a play.

Mo Chen looked around, looking at the surrounding army who were full of fear and did not dare to look at each other, with a sneer on his face.

If it wasn't for the purpose of intimidating the army, he would be able to behead the enemy general in an instant, why is he pretending to be a ghost like this.

Mo Chen squinted at the rushing Mongolian cavalry, his eyes flickered with a terrifying cold light.

He stepped on the void, as if stepping on an invisible ladder, and came to a height of tens of feet above the ground. Looking down at the bewildered Mongolian cavalry below, he slowly closed his eyes.

It's time to end!

Tom came on horseback, bringing smoke and dust all the way.He had already reported his determination to die, but he didn't expect Mo Chen to soar up through the void in a blink of an eye.

The Mongolian iron cavalry rushed over, looking at Mo Chen who was tens of meters above the sky, all of them were full of bewildered expressions.

Damn, the other party has already run into the air, how can you fight?
Just when everyone felt powerless, they saw Mo Chen pointing at each other into swords and waving gently towards the bottom.

"Zheng."

Accompanied by an ear-piercing clang, countless invisible sword qi fell from the sky, like dense raindrops, attacking and killing everyone.

The sword energy tore through the air, making a piercing hiss.

Hundreds of Mongolian cavalrymen were pierced by countless sharp swords before they could react, and they lost their vitality in an instant.

In just two breaths, only Tomu fell to the ground, looking at the corpses behind him stupidly, and did not turn around for a long time.

Dead, is this all dead?

He knelt beside the tragic death of his mount, seeing that there was no complete corpse behind him, his eyes completely lost their light.

For a moment, there was a dead silence under Zhongnan Mountain, only the sound of the breeze was left.

Mo Chen beheaded hundreds of cavalry casually, looked around with a cold face, and his heart was calm.

He himself didn't know if it was because he had received all the memories and knowledge of Dugu Qiubai.Therefore, although it was his first time to kill someone, he didn't feel it at all, as if he was just doing a very ordinary thing.

Mo Chen said coldly: "Those who kneel live, those who stand die!"

His voice was gentle and gentle, but with inexplicable power, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Hearing this, everyone glanced at Mo Chen who was standing in the void, and the hundreds of Mongolian cavalrymen who were dead below, and felt a bone-chilling chill rising from their souls.

This monster is not human at all!
He is a demon, a terrible demon that no one can stop!
Everyone looked at each other silently with pale faces, and there was nothing else in their eyes except endless fear.It is not known who dropped the weapon first, and then there was a crisp sound of the weapon landing on the mountain road.

After ten breaths, none of the more than 2 Mongolian troops at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain stood still!
(End of this chapter)