Chapter 142
After two rounds of slashing by the two hundred war veterans, not a single man in black could stand still.

The thick and sharp horse-cutting sword shattered the men and horses with one blow. Even the heavy cavalry wearing heavy armor could not withstand the sword of the gods and ghosts.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly, leaving no one alive!"

Huo Jun looked at the bloody battlefield with cold eyes, and issued military orders coldly.

There was no trace of emotion in Huo Jun's voice, as if the life of the man in black was just a chicken and a dog in his eyes.

Hearing Huo Jun's order, the two-hundred-year-old soldier put away the heavy saber, took out the ring-sword at his waist and held it in his hand, and harvested the life of the man in black one by one.

Following the movement of the man in black, bloody heads rolled to the ground one after another, blood splashed everywhere, forming pools of blood one after another on the ground.

"Move the corpse to the side and set it up as a Beijing watch to deter Xiaoxiao."

Huo Jun said coldly as he scanned the entire audience with sharp eyes.

After hearing Huo Jun's order, a group of veterans of hundreds of battles moved quickly, stacking the mutilated corpses together, cutting off the bloody heads individually, and stacking them on the other side to form a Jingguan. appearance.

Jingguan began in the Warring States Period, and it was recorded many times in "Zuo Zhuan", and it was recorded in many history books until the Ming Dynasty.

There are two ways to pile up the Jingguan, one is to pile up the bones of the enemy soldiers, and the other is to pile up the heads of the enemy soldiers.

No matter what kind of Jingguan it is, it is a product of appalling, cruel and frightening.

Three thousand men in black were beheaded in the blink of an eye, and even the corpses were piled up into a shocking Jingguan under Huo Jun's order.

Huo Jun's cruel action caused tons of damage to the hearts of those who were secretly spying, and directly persuaded a large number of people with ulterior motives to retreat.

Although there are a large number of people with ulterior motives to persuade them to leave, those who dare to stay are the real tough opponents. Among them are the beggars curled up on the corner of the street, and the young people standing with swords in the attic far away.

If he felt something, Huo Jun raised his head and looked into the distance, where a young man in black and black armor, holding an ebony spear, was staring at him intently, with that sharp gaze, the viewer felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Huo Jun felt that only this person's figure was shining in the world. Huo Jun was eager to fight with him, even if he died, his life would not be in vain.

"alert!"

Huo Jun shouted in a deep voice.

As the commander of the first army, he is responsible for the safety of the entire state pastoral government. He cannot act casually. He deeply remembers his mission.

This young man in black clothes and black armor gave Huo Jun a very dangerous feeling. He was a mighty general who took the head of a general among thousands of troops. If the man in black was in command just now, he would never be able to annihilate him so easily. Of.

The sense of crisis in his heart made his blood boil, and he couldn't help but give orders to the soldiers under his opponent to prepare for battle.

Hearing Huo Jun's order, there was a "hula", and the two-hundred-year-old soldier took off the saber on his back and formed a defensive formation. With a pair of resolute tiger eyes, he scanned the surroundings cautiously, and the whole person was in a state of preparedness. hair status.

Although Jin Yiwei's movements were slower than those of Baizhan veterans, they were also very fast. Well-trained, five hundred crossbowmen set up their loaded crossbows and formed an arrow formation to protect the entire state pastoral mansion. Under the sharp arrow.

The other five hundred Jinyiwei held the Xiuchun knife in one hand, and set up a stainless steel round shield in the other hand, forming a shield formation in front of the crossbowmen, like vigilant hounds, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

"Tattoo..."

There was a sound of footsteps in the dark alley, and the sudden sound of footsteps successfully attracted the attention of many people, including Huo Jun and the young man in black armor.

In everyone's perception, there was no one in that dark alley, but at this time, there were palpitating footsteps.

Huo Jun frowned and looked at the dark alley. He wanted to see who it was that could escape his perception and hide there without revealing a breath.

"Hehehe...it's very lively, how come there are so few such grand gatherings, Daoist?"

In the dark alley, before anyone showed up, there was a burst of sinister laughter. An old Taoist in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and full of silver hair appeared from the alley, scanning every corner with cold eyes.

"Nanhua old fairy?"

After seeing the old man's face clearly, there was a suppressed exclamation from all around.

The Old Immortal Nanhua has been famous for a long time, and his prestige has long been spread far and wide in the world. Many people present are familiar with it. His sudden appearance here will inevitably make many people feel incredible.

"Why didn't Nanhua go to join Master?"

Hearing the exclamation, the young man standing with his sword in the attic opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw the face of the old fairy Nanhua clearly, he murmured in surprise.

"Old Immortal Nanhua has arrived here and is going to report to Master!"

The young man raised his eyebrows, murmured in a low voice, flew out of the attic, and sped towards the outside of the city.

The actions of the young man with the sword in his arms had been concealed from everyone, but the old fairy Nanhua could not be concealed.

The old fairy Nanhua quickly glanced at the young man's back, smiled, and didn't stop or say anything.

The old fairy Nanhua would not tell the young man that the reason why he didn't go to meet Wang Yue, but came directly to the State Shepherd's Mansion, was just because the evasion technique failed, and he deviated by more than fifty miles by mistake, so he was sent directly to the state. Entered Xiangyang city.

Just as the young man with the sword left, the beggar who was curled up on the corner of the street also slowly got up, like a drunk, and staggered away from here.

The departure of the sword-holding young man attracted the attention of some people, but the departure of the beggar was automatically ignored by everyone.

"Young man, is Liu Hong really seriously injured?"

The old fairy Nanhua looked at Huo Jun with a smile, with a kind expression like an old man chatting on the street.

"Bold and treacherous, dare to call His Majesty by his name?"

Hearing that the Nanhua Old Immortal called Liu Hong by his first name, Huo Jun sternly reprimanded him.

"Hehehe...a foolish king with no dao, is he worthy of being called the son of heaven?"

Hearing Huo Jun's scolding, the old fairy Nanhua let out a creepy sneer, and asked back.

"Your Majesty is unparalleled in benevolence, and knows people well. If this is the case, the king is not worthy of being the Son of Heaven, then who can be worthy of the name of Son of Heaven?"

Facing the old monster Nanhua Old Immortal, Huo Jun was not afraid at all, and asked in a deep voice.

"Master Dao said he was unworthy, and he, Liu Hong, was not worthy. Master Dao represents God's will!"

The old fairy Nanhua said with a smile.

"Just an arrogant person!"

Huo Jun sneered.

"Brother Nanhua, don't come here unharmed!"

At this moment, a long howling sound came from far and near, a robust old man wearing a blue gown and holding a sword flew towards him, followed by hundreds of rangers holding long swords, struggling hard Following the pace of the old man.

(End of this chapter)

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