Chapter 121 One person can stop ten thousand heroes!
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Wu Yi Yun
121 chapter
On the city wall, thousands of flying swords gathered and turned into sword pills.
outside the city.
The expressions of those soldiers from the Seven Kingdoms, especially those who used swords as weapons, changed drastically!
Because the weapons in their hands flew away.
How else do they fight?
Behind the podium.
The expressions of the seven emperors were similar to those of the soldiers!
Except for the Mongolian Khan who used bows as weapons.
The remaining six emperors of the Central Plains basically wore swords.
And Wan Jian returned to the sect, and when Wan Jian was activated, Shang Fang's sword in the sky carried an inexplicable attraction!
Many emperors found out in advance and wanted to grab the sword around their waists!
but.
These swords are like disobedient but rebellious children who have grown up.
It's beyond their control!
then.
The scabbards at their waists were empty of swords.
Their swords also flew into the air and turned into sword pills!
Looking at the huge sword pill.
The Seven Emperors were inexplicably palpitated and uneasy.
"What the hell is... what?"
"Is it the martial art used by the master?"
"One sword is drawn, ten thousand swords are drawn, is there really such martial arts in the world? Are you sure this is not the Taoist magical power used by the Venerable?"
Just when the Seven Emperors were panicking.
A startled voice came from a distance.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect, kill!"
This sound was like a urging magic sound, and the sword pellets in the air exploded suddenly, changing into a rain of swords all over the sky, falling towards the battlefield.
"Shhhhhh!"
This rain of swords filled the sky, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the earth, but the falling speed was faster than the blast!
The soldiers on the battlefield hadn't reorganized their formation yet, so they couldn't resist the violent sword rain at all!
"Chucky!"
One by one, the soldiers were pierced by the sword rain and fell down like a hornet's nest.
After a round of baptism, thousands of soldiers fell.
Those flying swords seemed to be alive, they swooped back to the sky, and fell continuously, repeatedly attacking and killing soldiers!
And on the field.
300 million soldiers are as vast as the sea!
Can face such a strange swordsman.
They couldn't form an army formation, and they couldn't hold up their shields to block them. Their lives were harvested like weeds!
The 300 million army was massacred by Chu Jing alone!
"No!"
Seeing soldiers being slaughtered continuously, a scream resounded through the podium.
From Emperor Song!
In this war, the army he organized was all the elite youth of the country.
I thought I could succeed immediately and get what I wanted.
Who would have thought that the Zhou Kingdom was still alive, and elite soldiers were slaughtered on the battlefield?
"Is this person... a god?"
The other emperors also had pale faces and purple lips, looking at Chu Jing on the city wall.
Soldiers were slaughtered, and they were naturally heartbroken.
But Chu Jing broke the formation with three wills.
He also slaughtered loose soldiers with ten thousand swords.
Is this a handwriting that normal people can use?
Even as an enemy.
The seven emperors also began to fear Chu Jing subconsciously, and they were jealous of Zhou Guo being able to have such a perfect guest!
Even, they thought of a secular proverb and got goosebumps.
One person can stop a million soldiers!
The current Chu Jing confirmed this sentence!
Just when the seven emperors were distraught.
The sword rain in the sky, some turned their swords and flew towards the podium!
"not good!"
Emperor Yan was the first to respond, shouting: "Prince Wang! Help!"
He is the strongest of the Seven Emperors, a third-rank grandmaster, but facing the fierce flying sword, he was instinctively apprehensive and had no intention of stopping it at all.
At the same moment, the other six emperors were also excited and shouted for help.
The palace masters around them reacted.
"Defense Formation!"
With a shout, Prince Gongli emerged from the shadows, stopped in front of the podium, and raised his arms.
The guards of the surrounding clan poured in their true energy and divine sense one after another.
A huge shield formed in front of the podium!
"Chucky!"
It is surprising.
The defensive shield formed by the palace guards of the seven countries.
After being touched by those flying swords, he was as weak as tofu that was pierced through, and was easily pierced through.
And those flying swords continued unabated, precisely falling on the eyebrows of the seven emperors and those palace guards!
"No!"
"Help!"
"I don't want to die!"
The rare screams of the seven emperors, including the guards.
Subsequently.
The screaming stopped abruptly.
There was no one on the podium.
Instead, the head exploded, a horrible corpse!
Within the Seven Kingdoms, no matter the emperor, ministers, or court guards, they all fell at this moment!
"Yanxi, Song Wei... are they dead?"
above the city wall.
Seeing the massacre of soldiers from the Seven Kingdoms with Wan Jian.
The emotions of Emperor Zhou and others were like a roller coaster ride, and they couldn't land!
And just now, the command platform in the distance screamed again and again.
Everyone saw clearly that those invincible emperors died tragically under the flying sword!
Especially the entourage of Emperor Yan, the prince.
Known as the strongest guest in the Seven Kingdoms.
however……
At the moment when the flying sword struck, he actually tried to escape!
It's just that the flying sword was so fierce that it pierced him and killed him before he could turn around!
"is this real?"
Now, Emperor Zhou and his officials were all dumbfounded, their lips trembling, and they couldn't believe that this scene was real.
Originally, they were all planning to be wiped out.
In the end, Chu Jing was born out of nowhere and saved the battle with his own efforts?
This is simply more bizarre than a dream!
"Brother Chu!"
Emperor Zhou suddenly woke up, and shouted Chu Jing: "Yanxi and the others are dead, and the soldiers turned into scattered sand this time, there is nothing to fear at all, if we don't let them go..."
Chu Jing said lightly: "That's exactly what I mean."
He went out to fight, just to win this battle, to prevent the Seven Kingdoms from bullying his friend Emperor Zhou and destroying the treasure land of signing in.
Not for wanton massacres!
Following Chu Jing's thoughts.
All the flying swords in the field soared into the sky and stopped splashing down.
After a massacre, at least half of the 300 million soldiers in the field were dead, and when they learned of the death of the monarch, the coalition forces were completely terrified.
Seeing this, Emperor Zhou burst into tears: "Brother Chu, thanks to your help, we won! Everything is... over!"
Chu Jing said calmly: "No, it's not over yet."
When his eyes fell on the horizon, on a white tent, his eyes narrowed, his killing intent boundless.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect, go!"
next moment.
The flying swords in the air merged together and turned into monstrous swords used by two giants.
One flew to the white main tent, and the other flew to somewhere in the city.
"Brother Chu, what is this for?"
Emperor Zhou and others were completely puzzled, and saw the giant sword reaching the top of the white tent.
There was an instant familiar bloody devilish energy rising there.
Emperor Zhou's face changed drastically: "It's a thief from the Blood Demon Cult!"
Soon, the giant sword fell, and the demon energy and the white tent disappeared together.
Somewhere in the city, a cloud of blood-colored devilish energy also erupted, and amidst the unwilling roar, that devilish energy was instantly melted by the giant sword!
Rao is used to Chu Jing's amazing performance.
The Emperor Zhou and his ministers were also shocked in their hearts, and their blood seemed to be boiling.
In a flash, brother Chu killed three more blood demon sect thieves?
Is he really not a fairy?
On the city wall, thousands of flying swords gathered and turned into sword pills.
outside the city.
The expressions of those soldiers from the Seven Kingdoms, especially those who used swords as weapons, changed drastically!
Because the weapons in their hands flew away.
How else do they fight?
Behind the podium.
The expressions of the seven emperors were similar to those of the soldiers!
Except for the Mongolian Khan who used bows as weapons.
The remaining six emperors of the Central Plains basically wore swords.
And Wan Jian returned to the sect, and when Wan Jian was activated, Shang Fang's sword in the sky carried an inexplicable attraction!
Many emperors found out in advance and wanted to grab the sword around their waists!
but.
These swords are like disobedient but rebellious children who have grown up.
It's beyond their control!
then.
The scabbards at their waists were empty of swords.
Their swords also flew into the air and turned into sword pills!
Looking at the huge sword pill.
The Seven Emperors were inexplicably palpitated and uneasy.
"What the hell is... what?"
"Is it the martial art used by the master?"
"One sword is drawn, ten thousand swords are drawn, is there really such martial arts in the world? Are you sure this is not the Taoist magical power used by the Venerable?"
Just when the Seven Emperors were panicking.
A startled voice came from a distance.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect, kill!"
This sound was like a urging magic sound, and the sword pellets in the air exploded suddenly, changing into a rain of swords all over the sky, falling towards the battlefield.
"Shhhhhh!"
This rain of swords filled the sky, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the earth, but the falling speed was faster than the blast!
The soldiers on the battlefield hadn't reorganized their formation yet, so they couldn't resist the violent sword rain at all!
"Chucky!"
One by one, the soldiers were pierced by the sword rain and fell down like a hornet's nest.
After a round of baptism, thousands of soldiers fell.
Those flying swords seemed to be alive, they swooped back to the sky, and fell continuously, repeatedly attacking and killing soldiers!
And on the field.
300 million soldiers are as vast as the sea!
Can face such a strange swordsman.
They couldn't form an army formation, and they couldn't hold up their shields to block them. Their lives were harvested like weeds!
The 300 million army was massacred by Chu Jing alone!
"No!"
Seeing soldiers being slaughtered continuously, a scream resounded through the podium.
From Emperor Song!
In this war, the army he organized was all the elite youth of the country.
I thought I could succeed immediately and get what I wanted.
Who would have thought that the Zhou Kingdom was still alive, and elite soldiers were slaughtered on the battlefield?
"Is this person... a god?"
The other emperors also had pale faces and purple lips, looking at Chu Jing on the city wall.
Soldiers were slaughtered, and they were naturally heartbroken.
But Chu Jing broke the formation with three wills.
He also slaughtered loose soldiers with ten thousand swords.
Is this a handwriting that normal people can use?
Even as an enemy.
The seven emperors also began to fear Chu Jing subconsciously, and they were jealous of Zhou Guo being able to have such a perfect guest!
Even, they thought of a secular proverb and got goosebumps.
One person can stop a million soldiers!
The current Chu Jing confirmed this sentence!
Just when the seven emperors were distraught.
The sword rain in the sky, some turned their swords and flew towards the podium!
"not good!"
Emperor Yan was the first to respond, shouting: "Prince Wang! Help!"
He is the strongest of the Seven Emperors, a third-rank grandmaster, but facing the fierce flying sword, he was instinctively apprehensive and had no intention of stopping it at all.
At the same moment, the other six emperors were also excited and shouted for help.
The palace masters around them reacted.
"Defense Formation!"
With a shout, Prince Gongli emerged from the shadows, stopped in front of the podium, and raised his arms.
The guards of the surrounding clan poured in their true energy and divine sense one after another.
A huge shield formed in front of the podium!
"Chucky!"
It is surprising.
The defensive shield formed by the palace guards of the seven countries.
After being touched by those flying swords, he was as weak as tofu that was pierced through, and was easily pierced through.
And those flying swords continued unabated, precisely falling on the eyebrows of the seven emperors and those palace guards!
"No!"
"Help!"
"I don't want to die!"
The rare screams of the seven emperors, including the guards.
Subsequently.
The screaming stopped abruptly.
There was no one on the podium.
Instead, the head exploded, a horrible corpse!
Within the Seven Kingdoms, no matter the emperor, ministers, or court guards, they all fell at this moment!
"Yanxi, Song Wei... are they dead?"
above the city wall.
Seeing the massacre of soldiers from the Seven Kingdoms with Wan Jian.
The emotions of Emperor Zhou and others were like a roller coaster ride, and they couldn't land!
And just now, the command platform in the distance screamed again and again.
Everyone saw clearly that those invincible emperors died tragically under the flying sword!
Especially the entourage of Emperor Yan, the prince.
Known as the strongest guest in the Seven Kingdoms.
however……
At the moment when the flying sword struck, he actually tried to escape!
It's just that the flying sword was so fierce that it pierced him and killed him before he could turn around!
"is this real?"
Now, Emperor Zhou and his officials were all dumbfounded, their lips trembling, and they couldn't believe that this scene was real.
Originally, they were all planning to be wiped out.
In the end, Chu Jing was born out of nowhere and saved the battle with his own efforts?
This is simply more bizarre than a dream!
"Brother Chu!"
Emperor Zhou suddenly woke up, and shouted Chu Jing: "Yanxi and the others are dead, and the soldiers turned into scattered sand this time, there is nothing to fear at all, if we don't let them go..."
Chu Jing said lightly: "That's exactly what I mean."
He went out to fight, just to win this battle, to prevent the Seven Kingdoms from bullying his friend Emperor Zhou and destroying the treasure land of signing in.
Not for wanton massacres!
Following Chu Jing's thoughts.
All the flying swords in the field soared into the sky and stopped splashing down.
After a massacre, at least half of the 300 million soldiers in the field were dead, and when they learned of the death of the monarch, the coalition forces were completely terrified.
Seeing this, Emperor Zhou burst into tears: "Brother Chu, thanks to your help, we won! Everything is... over!"
Chu Jing said calmly: "No, it's not over yet."
When his eyes fell on the horizon, on a white tent, his eyes narrowed, his killing intent boundless.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect, go!"
next moment.
The flying swords in the air merged together and turned into monstrous swords used by two giants.
One flew to the white main tent, and the other flew to somewhere in the city.
"Brother Chu, what is this for?"
Emperor Zhou and others were completely puzzled, and saw the giant sword reaching the top of the white tent.
There was an instant familiar bloody devilish energy rising there.
Emperor Zhou's face changed drastically: "It's a thief from the Blood Demon Cult!"
Soon, the giant sword fell, and the demon energy and the white tent disappeared together.
Somewhere in the city, a cloud of blood-colored devilish energy also erupted, and amidst the unwilling roar, that devilish energy was instantly melted by the giant sword!
Rao is used to Chu Jing's amazing performance.
The Emperor Zhou and his ministers were also shocked in their hearts, and their blood seemed to be boiling.
In a flash, brother Chu killed three more blood demon sect thieves?
Is he really not a fairy?
