Daqin: At the beginning, he merged with the old heavenly master and married Dongjun

Even Kunche, the general of the innate golden core realm, couldn't take a single blow.

How do they pick it up?

Knife light flashed.

The blood mist suddenly appeared.

Two people, one divided into two.

Stepped into the footsteps of Kunche.

……

Among the three hundred elite riders.

The deputy commander of the Daxue Dragon Rider - Wen Zuo, was shocked.

I was shocked by Guan Yunchang's knife!

That is the innate golden core realm.

To be separated by a knife?

This General Guan is too strong, right?

Both are in the congenital golden core realm, why is there such a big gap?

Can't stop the knife?

He had also seen Dian Wei, the commander of the evil Kui Iron Armored Soldiers.

If Dian Wei is here, can he reach this level?

It seems that the commander Dian Wei is good at fighting on foot, with two halberds like a dragon, and his body is unparalleled.

As for whether he could block the knife, he didn't know.

but.

In front of him, this General Guan is like a god coming down to earth!

Originally, Wen Zuo was still worried about whether he would be up to the task.

just now.

Already, stable.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

Wen Zuo Yi shook the spear in his hand, exhaled and shouted loudly.

The true essence of the innate void core spread out, and the sound rolled out.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

Three hundred fine riders, with their spears and halberds in high gear, were excited and roared uncontrollably.

No matter which dynasty, the army respects the strong.

Guan Yunchang smashed the city with a single blow.

Slash the innate golden core realm with one blow.

The demeanor of a sword god.

They have been conquered!

Guan Yunchang listened to the applause behind him, his face remained normal, and he just said coldly:

"Slaughter!"

Facing these ferocity, the Xirong tribe would not spare even the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

He's not rude!

polite?

Then, how will the innocent souls of the 10,000+ Daqin people in Chaona City rest in peace?

When they broke through Chaona City, how could they be polite?

Especially the Huns in the north, who were brutal by nature. How many men, women and children in the Central Plains died at their hands?

As soon as the word "tu" came out.

"Yan~~~!"

The knife chant sounded again, and a pleasant dragon chant sounded.

The flaming red rabbit horse turned into an afterimage.

The light of the knife was like running water, and heads were lifted!

"Bros!"

"kill!"

Wen Zuo was heartbroken and roared loudly.

Immediately.

Three hundred elite cavalry, armed with spears and halberds, charged all around with a cold murderous aura, and killed them.

Morale is high.

Start without mercy!

Anyone who dares to resist will die!

……

"kill!"

"kill!"

Guan Gong squints and doesn't kill people!

But when killing people, he never squints!

The light of the knife roared, like the water of a long river, mighty and mighty.

Skulls, accompanied by the icy light of the Qinglong Yanyue Saber, soared into the sky.

The blood is like rain!

Guan Yunchang rode alone, with a murderous knife, and the sword spirit lingered all over his body.

Everything touched by the knife light will fall in the air.

The extremely sharp cyan knife light cut across a beautiful arc, and wherever it passed, limbs and arms were broken.

……

Four hours later.

dusk.

Kongtong King City, which was piled up with boulders, was silent.

The bronze city gate collapsed.

There is a deep knife mark along the way, extending far.

The gatehouse, turret, and various buildings collapsed.

It seems to be in disrepair.

There is only the roar of the raging wind between heaven and earth.

There is no human breath.

Blood soaked through every inch of the city, extending all the way to the outside of the city.

Outside the city, there are densely packed tents, which are also crumbling.

The purple blood was wet, and when stepped on, it was full of mud.

Countless broken limbs, heads rolled to one side, messy scimitars and spears...

Against the blue sky and white clouds.

The north wind howled, scraping the face like a knife.

……

"devil!"

"devil!"

"You are all devils!"

A group of women, old people, and weaklings... trembling and pale in the midst of the stumped limbs.

Received endless fright.

With terrified eyes, they looked at the people on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the distance!

The man's body was wrapped in azure light, as if he had absorbed the evening sun.

The lower part is a raging fire, like a fire dragon, but it corresponds to the black light.

The sun shines in the setting sun at dusk, and the reflection is long.

Wearing black horse armor, black battle armor, dark blue robes and cloak.

Not a trace of blood stuck on it.

The thick long beard reaching to the abdomen flutters with the strong wind.

A pair of red phoenix eyes flashed like blades, as if disdainful of everything in the world, revealing arrogance.

The dark blue Qinglong Yanyue knife was lifted upside down.

The cold knife light echoed the mountain of corpses.

On the mountain of corpses.

One person, one horse, one knife, stand together.

Form a strange picture scroll.

……

"devil?"

Guan Yunchang glanced over, a murderous aura flowed between his brows, and the surrounding air froze, making it suffocating.

When have you ever been a devil?

Looting the Central Plains, wherever you go, there will be mourners everywhere!

Women and children, old and weak, how have you ever let them go? !

"Smell left."

"Send a message to the lord!"

"Kongtong King City, all those who can fight and those who resist, have been slaughtered."

"There are still a few, about a thousand people, who fled elsewhere."

"Leave it now, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, please forgive me, my lord!"

……

"promise!"

Wen Zuo was solemn, the killing intent on his body lingered for a long time.

Three hundred fine riders encountered strong resistance during the fight.

Lost twelve.