I!The mortal emperor, the whole country invaded the fairyland

Staring at the bastards invading the territory of Great Xia in front of them, at this moment, all Jin Yiwei felt the internal energy surging in their dantians.

Bursts of power rushed to the limbs and bones, making them feel that there was an inexhaustible force in their bodies.

"boom--"

"kill!"

"Not a single one!"

A pacification envoy directly crossed many small banners of Jinyiwei.

The Xiuchun knife in his hand directly used a large-scale attack move in the "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword".

For a moment, the barbarians and Fusang soldiers gathered in front were all swallowed up by endless sword energy.

As the saber energy overflowed, countless stumps and broken arms flew, and a blood rain fell in a radius of tens of feet in front of him.

Seeing the majestic power of the envoy, a group of Jinyiwei slashed their knives like a prairie fire from all directions and continued to burn around the city gate.

For a moment, dark green became an extremely terrifying color.

Whether it's a nine-foot-tall barbarian or a short Fusang.

Under the harvest of this dark green figure, almost every breath, hundreds of people fell down in rows!

At this moment, the banners of Jinyiwei concentrated their internal energy on the blades one by one.

They are different from appeasement envoys and command envoys, they cannot use innate spiritual energy, so they cannot achieve endless internal force.

Choosing this way can make their long-term combat possible.

For a moment, the blade was sharp and blood rained, and the dark green color seemed to be synonymous with death.

As barbaric as a barbarian, as cruel as a Fusang, at this moment when seeing the scene in front of him.

They also felt the anger of the gods one by one.

That kind of fear accumulates in my heart little by little. Every time a colleague dies, the colleague is slaughtered like a livestock.

All left a deep imprint on the hearts of these remaining barbarians and Fusang people.

Later, even the leaders of the Fusang people and the barbarians used the method of beheading deserters.

Trying to threaten him to fight Jin Yiwei, but he couldn't stop that kind of defeat.

Defeat like a mountain!

Facing Jin Yiwei, these barbarians and the Fusang army could not see the slightest hope of victory.

It has only been less than half an hour since these dark green Jinyiwei appeared.

The barbarian army, the Fusang army, has lost more than ten thousand soldiers.

But in exchange for the opponent's Xiuchun knife that has already cut a few gaps, there is no other result.

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And those silver-white figures, red figures, and the figure in the bullfight uniform appeared even more terrifying.

Those people, no matter who they are, will kill them, the barbarian army and the Fusang army, for less than half an hour.

Even the leaders of their Fusang barbarians are the same.

Often, as soon as the ax and the long knife are raised, a bloody arrow has already spewed out from the jugular artery.

That kind of scene is downright creepy.

In the less than half an hour of the battle, not to mention the casualties, none of the figures in brocade robes were injured.

Such a huge gap made it impossible for Fusang and the barbarian army to see the slightest hope of victory.

Some of them knelt on the ground because of excessive fear, thinking that they had offended the gods.

 …

But in the face of these people, Jin Yiwei still upholds the order of their emperor.

Each one is like a ruthless executioner, with only one purpose, which is to kill them all and leave no one behind!

Barbarians Fusang, livestock offal, all damned!

"retreat!"

"Retreat!"

Seeing that the defeat at this moment cannot be reversed at all.

Xianyu Zhonglu and Ishikawa Ichiro shouted loudly at this moment, and the sounds of horns sounded from their positions.

"Woooooo-"

The sound of the horn resounded through the space in front of the city gate.

But it also exposed the positions of Xian Yu Zhong Lu and Ichiro Ishikawa.

"Buzzing—"

Almost at the same moment, ten feet in front of the city gate, there were two figures in bullfighting suits.

Point to the toes directly, and then the whole person stepped on the void directly as if there were steps under his feet, and rushed towards two different directions.

The speed is like a ghost, and the figure is extremely fast.

Like a light smoke, between actions, you need to stop occasionally.

They will lightly step on the heads of any retreating barbarian army or Fusang soldiers with their toes.

Often accompanied by the muffled sound of skull cracking, the two figures continued to plunder towards the distance.

And behind him, where he had just borrowed strength, the heads of the barbarian Fusang soldiers had been deeply compressed in the chest cavity.

With a "plop", he fell to his knees without a sound, lifeless... Shan.

Chapter 197

"Srustling—"

The two Jinyi guards made the aura of heaven and earth circulate around their bodies, and they walked among the army like a stroll in a courtyard.

One of them went east and the other went north. Although the directions were different, the purpose was the same.

The direction of Fusang army.

The pacifier in the bullfighting suit, with every movement of his figure, there would be a burst of saber energy.

When the saber qi is on the body, dozens of people will die almost every time.

Such a high-profile manner naturally quickly attracted the attention of Ichiro Ishikawa.

Seeing that the opponent is getting closer and closer to him, Ichiro Ishikawa knows that the opponent's goal is himself no matter how stupid he is.

At this moment, Ichikawa Ichiro's wrinkled face showed endless panic.

"Stop him! Baga!"

"Stop him quickly—"

Ishikawa Ichiro kept retreating, and while retreating, he kept roaring.

That kind of fear, even if they were separated by tens of meters, the appeasement envoy could still feel it.

The governor's eyes were full of coldness, even though he saw Fusang soldiers constantly standing in front of him.

But there was not the slightest ripple in his eyes.

A group of rabble, no matter how many people there are, they can't stop me in the slightest!

But at this moment, Ishikawa Ichiro felt that the soldiers were blocking the direction of the killing god, but he obviously had a kind of psychological comfort.

He drove the horse, galloping towards the rear without looking back.

Only by leaving this damn battlefield now can he feel a sense of security.

Staring at Ichikawa Ichiro galloping on the horse, the Jinyiwei Zhenfu moved his footsteps.

With a step of tens of meters, its speed is a few points faster than that of a war horse in a short period of time.

"Control the crane and capture the dragon!"

The footsteps stayed in the air for a short time, when I was still a few feet away from Ichiro Ishikawa.

The embroidered spring knife in the hand of this appeasement envoy was attached to it by a special kind of inner strength and aura of heaven and earth.

His sword seemed to have eyes, and he galloped towards Ichikawa Ichiro at a very high speed.

That speed is simply, as fast as lightning.

Ishikawa Ichiro just turned around at this moment, wanting to confirm the distance between Shashen and himself.

He saw an extremely cold light flashing in front of his eyes.

A cold light flashed across his neck, and then continued to fly back like a boomerang.

"Bam—"

The headless corpse fell heavily from the horse's back, hitting the ground, and dust was everywhere.

And from Ishikawa Ichiro's last eyes, it is obvious that the endless panic and a trace of fear in his eyes can be seen!

"Buzz-"

The Xiuchun knife fell back into the hands of the eunuch without any mistake.

He turned around and stared at the Fusang army retreating in his direction.

The appeasement made a flash, and charged into the crowd again.

And at this moment, on the other side, the direction of the barbarians.

"Shifang Daosha!"

"cut--"

The other appeasement envoy was already stepping on the void at this moment, and a knife gang gleaming with black mist instantly condensed.

It is about ten feet long, and it is full of hostility.

He slashed fiercely towards a figure guarded by a dozen or so barbarian personal guards in the center.

"boom!"

The huge knife gang burst suddenly, and the sharp black knife glow burst out from within.

Covering everything in a radius of tens of feet.

The endless black sword light, like a flying sword, hurts when touched, and dies when touched.

Those black sword glows are all condensed evil spirits, and the toxicity in them is not much worse than the severe poison.

Even these rough-skinned and thick-skinned barbarians couldn't resist.

"Boom bang bang-"

One after another, the bodyguards were killed by the sword light one after another, and they fell on their backs on the ground, and the ground made muffled sounds.

In the line of sight, after all the guards were killed by a series of black sword lights.

Xian Yu Zhong Lu is unstoppable!

The black saber lights flying one after another covered Xian Yu Zhong Lu and the wild elephant under him in an instant.

Like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"Moo-moo-"

The wild elephant let out a mournful cry.

In the huge eyes, the blood poured backwards, and drops of blood flowed directly down the eyes.

"Boom—"

The wild elephant fell heavily to the ground, obviously its internal organs had been smashed by the saber light.

When the wild elephant fell to the ground, Xianyu Zhonglu's eyebrows were also pierced by a bloody saber light.