Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

However, Kong Lingyu's speed was astonishingly fast, like a flash of lightning across the sky, which was jaw-dropping.

He simply raised his hand and swung it, and a sharp sword energy condensed from his fingertips, and the sword body was like a physical body flashing with cold light. This sword energy contained endless majesty and power, as if it could tear the world apart and shock people's hearts.

As Kong Lingyu waved his fingers, a powerful sword energy gushed out, surging like a river bursting its banks. This sword energy contained Kong Lingyu's profound cultivation and understanding, which made people feel an indescribable shock.

A brilliant sword light was born in this sword energy. It was as dazzling as the sun, emitting a strong light. Along with the emergence of countless saints, the sword light swept down from Kong Lingyu's hand, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be torn apart.

This is exactly what made Kong Lingyu famous—the first move of the Spring and Autumn calligraphy and swordsmanship!

Following Kong Lingyu's angry shout, a sword beam of ten thousand feet fell from the sky, smashing towards the group of Buddhist disciples like a punishment from heaven. This sword contained all of Kong Lingyu's strength and faith, and its power was extremely huge.

Instantly, blood splattered and screams rang out. Those Buddhist disciples seemed so fragile in front of this powerful force and could not resist it at all. Hundreds of people were killed instantly by this sword, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Kong Lingyu's sword not only demonstrated his powerful strength, but also showed his firm belief and determination.

He killed these Buddhist disciples without mercy, showing his decisiveness and ruthlessness when his family was in danger.

The audience around were deeply shocked by this scene. They couldn't believe that such a young monk could possess such powerful strength.

The coalition forces were already in a state of panic due to the invincible power of the four armies under Kong Lingyu.

At this moment, seeing the horrific scene of Kong Lingyu's astonishing sword killing most of the Buddhist elites in an instant, the army's morale immediately collapsed like dead leaves blown by a strong wind, and they fled in all directions.

Those coalition soldiers who originally still held out a glimmer of hope completely lost their fighting spirit under Kong Lingyu's peerless sword intent.

They dropped their weapons and turned to flee, as if the sword would be pointed at them at any time and take their lives.

The Protector of the Nation stood on a high place and witnessed all this with his own eyes, and was horrified.

He had never seen such a terrifying swordsmanship, and he had never thought that Kong Lingyu would be so powerful.

He couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he should not have joined forces with the Buddhist family to deal with Kong Lingyu.

At this moment, Kong Lingyu killed so many Buddhists with one sword. How could he explain to the Buddhists?

He was extremely anxious and almost attacked Kong Lingyu.

However, when he thought of Kong Lingyu's Confucian background and the possible consequences of taking action, he suppressed his anger.

He knew that Kong Lingyu was not someone he could afford to offend.

The identity of a direct descendant of Confucianism represents endless resources and connections. Once Kong Lingyu is provoked, the entire country will probably be implicated.

"Retreat!" The Protector of the Nation's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle and unwillingness, but he finally gave the order. He knew that if he continued to delay, he would not know how many of the million-strong army would be left.

Instead of fighting Kong Lingyu here, it is better to conserve your strength and find another way.

Hearing the resolute order of "retreat" from the Protector of the Nation monarch, it was like a thunderbolt exploding on the battlefield, shaking people's hearts.

The other two kings looked at each other with a hint of unwillingness and helplessness in their eyes. They knew that the current situation of the war was beyond human power. So, they followed suit and also issued the order to retreat.

The million-strong army, which had originally swept in like a steel torrent, suddenly became panicked at this command.

The soldiers turned around and fled in all directions, their hearts filled with fear, as if a flood or a beast was chasing them.

Just now, they had lost more than 400,000 people. The tragic scene was still vivid in their minds, as if it had become an indelible nightmare in their hearts.

They fled like dogs that had lost their homes, without any of the dignity and order that should be expected from an army.

For a moment, the battlefield was covered with flying dust, and the sounds of shouting, crying, and horse hooves intertwined into one, forming a tragic picture.

In just a moment, the once powerful and arrogant coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms disappeared without a trace.

All that was left was the empty battlefield and the corpses lying all over the ground, as if telling of the brutal battle that had just taken place.

When Kong Lingyu's army saw the enemy retreat, they were disciplined and did not continue the attack.

They knew very well that victory at this moment was not the end, and protecting Kong Lingyu was the most important task.

So they put away their weapons, reorganized their formation, and continued to be on high alert.

In their eyes, killing the enemy can certainly demonstrate military strength, but defending their homes and protecting their loved ones is their most important responsibility. Therefore, they did not relax their vigilance because of the enemy's retreat, but instead looked around more vigilantly, fearing that the enemy would take advantage of the opportunity to enter.

Although they won the battle, Kong Lingyu and his army did not feel relaxed or happy at all.

They knew that this was just an episode in a long war and the real test was yet to come.

They must remain vigilant at all times and be prepared to deal with any emergencies in order to ensure the safety of Kong Lingyu and the peace of the country.

Kong Lingyu stood on the tower, her eyes as sharp as torches, watching the millions of troops retreat like a tide, leaving behind a messy battlefield and the smell of gunpowder in the air. Her face was solemn, even a little pale, and it was obvious that the fierce battle just now was also a great drain on her.

What is the Buddhist family, this hidden force in the dark, planning?

Kong Lingyu was filled with doubts and uneasiness. They were able to instigate the armies of the three kingdoms to join forces to invade the ancient kingdom of Wanshou. Such means and ambitions were chilling.

What was most difficult for Kong Lingyu to accept was that they actually wanted to capture his sister.

If that innocent, lively and lovely sister really fell into the hands of the enemy, her life or death would be uncertain.

Kong Lingyu can really go crazy.

Whenever he thought of this, Kong Lingyu's heart was filled with anger and sorrow.

However, this was not the time for her to indulge in personal emotions.

The generals of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom gathered around, their faces filled with joy and relief at surviving the disaster.

When he looked at Kong Lingyu, his eyes were filled with deep gratitude and respect.

The generals of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom came like a tide, and their figures appeared particularly tall in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The smile on her face was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

The joy and relief of surviving the disaster were like a spring of fresh water suddenly flowing into a dry riverbed, which deeply nourished their hearts.

They gathered around Kong Lingyu, their eyes sharp as torches, as if they wanted to see through this heroic prince.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Kong Lingyu was filled with deep gratitude and respect, as if he was a god in their hearts and their hope in this troubled world.

"Prince Lingyu, if you hadn't turned the tide today, my Wanshou Ancient Country would have been destroyed!"

A general said excitedly, his voice exploding in everyone's ears like thunder, shaking their hearts.

Kong Lingyu nodded slightly, without much complacency or pride on his face, as if all this was what he should do.

He knew that this battle was only a temporary victory and the real challenge was still to come.

The Buddhists will not give up and will definitely come back and bring a greater threat.

He looked up into the distance, his eyes shining with determination.

He knew that he had to remain vigilant at all times and constantly improve his own strength in order to protect the country he loved so much.

The generals looked at Kong Lingyu's back, their hearts filled with admiration and trust.

They knew that as long as Prince Lingyu was there, the Wanshou Ancient Country would never perish. They would always follow him and jointly protect the peace and prosperity of the country.

As night fell, the generals of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom and Kong Lingyu returned to the city together.

They sat around the campfire, telling about the battle and their feelings. Everyone's face was filled with a happy and satisfied smile, as if the peace and warmth at this moment was the most beautiful yearning in their hearts.