Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

Zhang Junjian, the King of Qi, showed his domineering spirit at this time, so he pointed his sword at the cavalry commander and said, "Why should I, the Han cavalry, get involved to deal with you? Since I was crowned the King of Qi, I have never hated you as much as I do today. Do you know why? Why must I expose my strength today and kill you all? Humph! That's because you shouldn't have come to support the three brothers of the Cui family."

At this time, Zhang Junjian's aura gradually increased, reaching the peak of the innate realm...! Grandmaster's first level...! Middle level...! High level...! Grandmaster's peak...!

If Zhang Junjian had not been worried about attracting the attention of powerful people, he would have directly ascended to the peak of the Grandmaster realm.

Even in his current state, the cavalry commander was already trembling with fear.

He kept muttering, "How is it possible! A Grandmaster at such a young age, it's impossible! You are using some secret method to cover up your true realm. Brothers, don't be afraid, he is fake! Charge forward and kill him! When we return to the North, the Lord will promote you all! Charge...!"

Zhang Junjian saw the cavalry charging towards him from two hundred steps ahead, and their momentum was like that of a white wolf pouncing on its prey.

Then he sneered, "Humph! Let me show you, a bunch of northern barbarians, that one man can defeat ten thousand cavalry. In my eyes, you are nothing but ants, the whetstones for me to practice my sword skills!"

So when he saw the cavalry approaching within a hundred steps, he directly used his Qi to control the sword and released the Sky-Splitting Sword that he had tempered for a long time.

A red flame sword shadow rushed into the cavalry formation and instantly penetrated the first pointed cavalry. After the cavalry battle flag in his hand was cut in half, he fell down along with the dozen cavalrymen behind him.

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The masked man, who was at the top of Beishan Mountain at this time, felt uncomfortable when he saw this situation.

"Very good! Zhang Wuji! You have raised a good son! He slaughtered my people in cold blood, and he is more cruel than you. I will find a chance to meet you! Don't die on the road of cultivation!"

A figure flashed by, but Zhang Junjian also spotted the afterimage going deep into the Beishan Mountains.

The Sky-Splitting Sword shuttled back and forth, killing from behind the cavalry, so no one in the front team knew that their cavalry brothers would lose at least ten people if they moved forward one step.

It was only when they attacked to fifty steps that the commander and the dozen or so cavalrymen noticed that the noise behind them had become quiet.

When the cavalry commander turned his head inadvertently, he found that groups of people and horses had fallen down along the way!

The entire journey was littered with dead bodies and broken bones, and there were no intact people or horses at all.

When he came to his senses, he found that he and his personal guards were the only ones left.

"Stop! Leave some people to report back! Otherwise, how can I kill the other half of the people you brought with you?"

Zhang Junjian floated to the head of the horse the commander was riding, looked down at the commander, and spoke with pity.

At this time, the guards wanted to chop Zhang Junjian with their knives, but the commander hurriedly stopped them, saying, "Xiaodao! Stop! Stop fighting fearlessly! In the eyes of the King of Qi, we are indeed like ants."

The King of Qi laughed at the sky, and then said to the commander: "He who knows the current situation is a hero. It's a pity that you brought these people. You shouldn't get involved in this muddy water! They have families and relatives in their hometowns! Their parents, wives, children and brothers are waiting for them to return. Alas! They did not die on the battlefield fighting for the country! This is the greatest sorrow of your superiors!"

At this moment, Zhang Junjian showed the appearance of a saint with compassion for the world, which made the commander unable to tell what kind of person the King of Qi was.