Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

"Let it go, let it go again!"

Qin Tianyang's face twisted and he roared sharply.

swoosh swish...

The spirit-breaking crossbow arrows were fired round after round.

When the boundless rain of arrows fell, Ji Wushang felt quite bored, he didn't want to write any more ink, and walked straight to the Zhenbei Army.

"Cavalry charge!"

Qin Tianyang's eyes were red.

rumbling...

Fifty thousand cavalry moved together, and the earth trembled.

The war horse accelerated and galloped like thunder.

Ji Wushang's tattered black clothes fluttered in the wind, facing the charging cavalry, there was no fear in his heart, no waves, only excitement.

Finally, the locust-like cavalry rushed in front of Ji Wushang and the others.

"kill!"

Ji Wushang stepped forward with one step, his heart moved at will, and the sword came out like a rainbow.

In an instant, the spirit yuan rioted, and the saber energy suddenly appeared.

ah ah ah...

Puchi... Puchi...

There was a scream, and blood rained like rain.

Ji Wushang's sword swept across the area, and hundreds of cavalrymen died tragically in an instant, and even the horses could not escape.

But this is just the beginning.

Ji Wushang was invincible vertically and horizontally, with one strike at a time, hundreds of people died with one strike.

He is like the god of death who came to the world, constantly waving the sickle in his hand, reaping the lives of everyone.

Along the way, stumps and broken arms turned into roadbeds, flesh and blood and heads became pavements, and blood and brains became road blankets.

Bloody and bloody, fishy for ten miles.

Ji Wushang's face was indifferent, and only Qin Tianyang, who was in the middle of the army, was in his eyes.

This person is sure to die!

The seven people who followed Ji Wushang into the battle were also extremely powerful.

Ah Qing is holding a three-foot Qingfeng.

A sword is handed out, and the shadow of the sword turns into two thousand.

In front of her, the two thousand cavalry immediately turned on their backs and became ghosts under the sword.

One sword pierced two thousand soldiers!

This is Ah Qing's most powerful sword realm.

Once broke into the palace alone, just to see that person's love!

Ding Chunqiu opened and closed, and unscrupulously released poison kung fu.

Anyone who gets close will rot and die instantly.

A poison cultivator is a born battlefield machine, born to kill.

Ding ChunQiu acted like he was in a land without people, he sent hundreds of people to hell.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a horse, the iron cavalry fell in pieces like harvesting wheat.

The end is terrible!

The Six-fingered Qin Demon didn't give in too much, the Heavenly Demon Qin came out, and the eight notes played.

As far as the sound waves reach, thousands of troops are swept away.

The group lethality is not inferior to Ding Chunqiu.

Xiaoyaohou turned into a pitch-black liquid, entering the ground for a while, and reappearing for a while, which is weird and unpredictable.

Every time he shows up, he will take a life away.

In front of him, these cavalry were indistinguishable from nothing.

Xiongba is extremely fierce, Tianshuang fist, Fengshen leg, and cloud-dispelling palm take turns to bombard.

Each attack clears all surrounding enemies.

Tie Dan Shenhou absorbs power and moves to the extreme, killing while sucking, like a perpetual motion machine.

Gongzi Yu's sword was icy cold, and with one strike, eight hundred riders were frozen.

The long sword trembled slightly, and the eight hundred ice sculptures shattered.

Ji Wushang and the seven others were brave and invincible, and the [-] cavalry corpses they killed were scattered all over the field.

"Pass down this king's order, and the whole army of the Zhenbei Army will be dispatched to surround and kill the eight thieves!"

Qin Tianyang looked at this scene coldly, without the slightest bit of heartache or pity.

He was consuming the spiritual energy of Ji Wushang and others with the lives of soldiers.

No matter how strong it is, when the spiritual energy is exhausted, it is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Kill it, kill it!

See how many you can kill.

"Army attack!"

The trumpet blares, the war drum thunders.

Long Spear Battalion, Simple Sword Battalion, Shield Battalion...

The battalions went hand in hand.

[-] armored soldiers were full of murderous intent, besieging Ji Wushang and eight people.

They are the lions in the northern border of the Linghan Kingdom, and they have participated in battles countless times, and this scene before them has long been commonplace.

The strong smell of blood, on the contrary, aroused the bloodthirsty in their bones.

"Whoever dares to block the way will die!"

Ji Wushang's saber energy was like a tide, killing countless enemies, and the spirit energy in his body was consumed rapidly.

Every time a knife is swung, hundreds of thousands of lives are taken away.

This is no longer a battle, but a massacre!

A wide plain, piled with bones.

The yellowish soil is dyed bright red.

The blood pooled into a pond, turned into a stream...

This place is in the human world, but it is like Shura Prison!

There are too many people, too many to kill!

Kill one piece and make up another piece.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

Ji Wushang's spiritual energy was exhausted with a blow of the knife.

However, he was still fearless.

The invincible demon body of mixed origin is strong in physique.

Without Lingyuan, he is still strong.

With a single strike, although the lethality is not as good as the blessing of Lingyuan, it can still take away dozens of lives.

He moved forward all the way, pushing and killing indiscriminately.

The killing was in the dark, and the enemy was terrified.

Looking at the killing god, the guards in the way gradually felt fear in their hearts.

Their weapons could not break through Ji Wushang's physical defense at all.

That body, like a mountain of steel, let them hack.

However, the magical knife in his hand cuts iron like mud, once touched, he will either die or be injured!

This is pure death!

"Up, up!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Countless soldiers surrounded Ji Wushang, shouting tremblingly, but none of them dared to step forward.

Ji Wushang took a step forward, but they took a step back instead.

One person, one knife, deters all armies.

This power is invincible!

"Ji Wushang, Ji Wushang!"

Qin Tianyang muttered in a daze.

That young man was like a demon and a god, even though his spiritual energy was exhausted, he was still unparalleled in the world.

In the world, how can there be such a person?

He, can he really kill this person today?

No, he can, definitely can!

Qin Tianyang came back to his senses, and a ruthless look flashed across his face.

Treasure armor and long sword reappeared.

He's going to kill him with his own hands!

"Stand back, he will be handed over to the king!"

When Qin Tianyang arrived, many soldiers moved out of the way.

"Is this unbearable?"

Ji Wushang didn't look at Qin Tianyang, but picked up the Mieshi Zhantian Saber, and flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, shaking off the remaining blood.

"Ji Wushang, you have exhausted your spirit energy, and your oil is exhausted, so what are you going to use to fight this king?"

Qin Tianyang said so, but there was always a string in his heart.

Ji Wushang is too weird!

It was so weird that he couldn't tell whether Ji Wushang had any cards in his hole.

"Hehe, then why don't you come and kill this deity?"

The corner of Ji Wushang's mouth hooked slightly.

In the land of corpses and blood, this smile is particularly creepy.

The throats of countless soldiers were rolling, and the weapons in their hands were a little bit hard to hold.

Wow……

Several people were so frightened that they screamed on the spot and vomited blood to death.

"Ji Wushang, do you think this king will be afraid of you?"

"Death!"

Qin Tianyang couldn't bear it any longer, jumped up, and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

"Stupid man!"

"You will never know how terrifying God is!"

Ji Wushang raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkled.

Bursts of spirit energy surged out of him.

That's right, it's Lingyuan!

Extremely abundant spiritual energy!

"how is this possible?"

"Aren't you running out of spiritual energy?"

Qin Tianyang was terrified.

Ji Wushang had clearly exhausted his spiritual energy before, why did he suddenly resurrect with full blood?

This is so unscientific!

"Hunting Origin Punishing Sword, Breaking Wuji!"

Ji Wushang didn't answer him, but slashed out with his backhand.

This knife is the strongest blow of the nine forms of the Hunyuan Zhushen Sword Art Mortal Realm!

This knife can kill anyone in all realms!

The saber energy was raging, sweeping all directions, and countless soldiers were torn to pieces.

A huge sword light cut Qin Tianyang straight.

"Do not……"

Qin Tianyang's dead souls all escaped.

He felt the breath of death from the blade light.

He couldn't stand this knife!

When...click...puff...

Qin Tianyang's long sword, the treasure in his hand, was hit and instantly turned into powder.

The sword light remained undiminished, and swept across Qin Tianyang's chest.

Qin Tianyang's voice stopped abruptly, and the light in his pupils dimmed.

The treasure armor on the chest was split, and blood shot out like a fountain.

thump…

The next moment, his body fell to the ground, already completely devoid of vitality, and the dead could not die again.

The strong man of the ninth level of heaven and man, Qin Tianyang, the king of Zhenbei, was beheaded by Ji Wushang among the ten thousand armies!

"The spiritual energy is exhausted?"

"It was exhausted for a short while, but it recovered again!"

Ji Wushang retracted his knife, looked down at Qin Tianyang's body and muttered.

The kung fu practiced by him is Hunyuan Wuji Swallowing Heaven Jue, and the speed of recovering spiritual energy is extremely fast.

This is also one of the reasons why he dared to enter the army.