Chapter 188: The Xiongnu Martial Saint Takes Action

"This is the first time I have seen the Xiongnu Royal Court." Yang Ye looked at the majestic royal city on the grassland in front of him.

"I am the first person to have set foot here in the past thousand years." Qin Lin said.

At this moment, they felt extremely heroic.

A real man should be like this!

The cavalry trampled the enemy dynasty, leaving a name for eternity, and was admired by future generations.

At this moment, all the soldiers were filled with boundless blood.

Trampling the Xiongnu Royal Court is a glory that will be passed down through the ages, and even if they die, they will have no regrets.

The battle flags fluttered, the horses neighed, and everyone was ready to charge. As long as Sheng Huaian gave an order, they would rush to the royal city!

Even if they shed their last drop of blood, they would fall on the road to the royal city, and they would die without regrets.

Sheng Huaian did not order a charge, and his eyes were looking at the royal city in front of him.

In his eyes, the luck in the sky above the Xiongnu royal court in front of him gathered into a heavenly wolf, looking at the Central Plains in the south, staring at it covetously.

In that royal city, he also felt a strong momentum, which was emanated from the Martial Saint.

Maybe others can't see it, but in his eyes, it is like a wolf's smoke and torch, clear at a glance.

"General, do you want to charge?" Looking at the Xiongnu army in front, Shangguan Shuo and others were eager to try.

The opportunity to be conferred a title was right in front of them, and they were already envious.

Sheng Huaian shook his head and did not give the order to charge.

"No hurry!"

Once he fought with the Xiongnu Martial Saint and was pinned down, his soldiers would probably not be the opponent of the Xiongnu army on the opposite side.

There were five great masters in the Xiongnu army.

None of his subordinates could resist those five great masters.

Only after he killed the Xiongnu Martial Saint with force could he let the army charge.

Sheng Huaian released his aura and pressed forward to the Xiongnu army in front. Not only the Xiongnu army, but also the people in the Xiongnu royal court felt the terrifying aura coming, like a mountain pressing down, making countless people feel difficult to breathe.

His aura pressed towards the Xiongnu royal court. The Xiongnu martial saint did not need the Xiongnu people to ask for the ancestor, and was awakened by Sheng Huaian's terrifying aura.

Boom! !

The aura burst out and blocked Sheng Huaian's aura outside the city. The residents in the royal city felt relieved, as if the huge rock pressing on them was removed.

"The ancestor has awakened."

The elders in the Xiongnu royal court were delighted.

The aura that came from the Wei army just now almost crushed their minds.

The Xiongnu martial saint ancestor Lang Tianshan was awakened from his retreat by Sheng Huaian's aura.

"Who dares to offend my Xiongnu royal court!" Lang Tianshan jumped up and came to the sky, looking at Sheng Huaian's troops.

At a glance, he saw the majestic aura emanating from Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian said to the people behind him: "You lead the army to retreat, and wait for me to kill that man."

"Yes, General!"

After Sheng Huaian finished speaking, he jumped up from his horse and came to the sky. Yang Ye and others also led their subordinates to retreat.

Lang Tianshan looked at Sheng Huaian with a stern look: "Wei people? You led the army to invade my grassland!!"

He has only been in seclusion for a few years? The Xiongnu are so weak that they were driven into the grassland by the Wei people? !

"Yes, this marquis will lead his troops to stroll around the grassland." Sheng Huaian said with a faint smile.

"What a big tone, Han Wu, that old man, doesn't dare to do it, and you dare to lead troops to my Xiongnu grassland to act presumptuously?" Lang Tianshan's eyes showed murderous intent.

"If the enemy can go, I can go too. Today, I will lend you my head to help me become famous all over the world." Sheng Huaian saw that the other party was only in the late stage of the Martial Saint, so he could fight.

"I am very curious, where do you get the confidence from?" Lang Tianshan said, punching him.

Boom!

The void exploded, and the blood and energy that burst out from Lang Tianshan roared like a river, rushing straight into the sky.

"The ancestor has taken action." The Huns were ecstatic when they saw Lang Tianshan take action.

In their eyes, the ancestor was invincible.

The Martial Saint of the Wei people on the opposite side was bound to die.

"The warriors of the tribe, follow me to charge, destroy the Wei army on the opposite side, and avenge the dead tribesmen." Hun Luxiu raised his steel knife and shouted.

This is a good opportunity to destroy the Wei army.

He felt that the highest cultivation of the Wei army on the opposite side was only a master, and it was easy for him to destroy the opposite side with 300,000 troops.

Seeing the other party's punch, Sheng Huaian raised his hand and punched back, the fiery fist split the sky and smashed everything.

Boom! !

The fists collided, and the circle of void was shattered. The two men retreated two and a half steps each.

Lang Tianshan looked at Sheng Huaian with shock in his eyes. The other party was only in the early stage of martial saint. How could he take his punch without losing the upper hand?

Sheng Huaian saw the Huns charging on the ground, frowned, and the Red Dragon Sword appeared in his hand.

He raised his hand and slashed with a sword. The sword energy of a hundred feet long was shining brightly, and it fell instantly, cutting a terrifying gully on the grassland below, running through the east and west, like a natural moat, cutting off the way for the Huns to charge.

Hiss! !

The terrifying sword light made countless Huns' war horses scream in fear, and many people were thrown off their horses by the frightened war horses.

"Ouch!"

Hun Luxiu quickly pulled the reins, beads of sweat flowing down his forehead, his eyes full of fear.

This sword blocked the way for the Xiongnu army to charge, causing the Xiongnu army to be trampled and some casualties.

Hun Luxiu was terrified. If this sword fell on the army behind him, how many warriors of the tribe would be killed or injured! ?

Sheng Huaian blocked the front of 300,000 Huns with one sword!

Yang Ye and others were ready to charge. Seeing Sheng Huaian blocking the front of the Huns with one sword, they were excited.

The earth was like a ravine in the sky, containing terrifying sword intent.

"You dare to be distracted when fighting with me?" Lang Tianshan was furious. How much he looked down on him.

"Kill!!"

Lang Tianshan shouted and killed Sheng Huaian.

Clang!

A sound of sword ringing!

Sheng Huaian raised his hand and slashed at Lang Tianshan with another sword. The dazzling sword light was sharp and indestructible.

Lang Tianshan ignited blood and punched the sword light.

"Boom!!"

The void exploded, and Lang Tianshan's protective aura was shattered by a sword. A sword mark appeared on his fist, and bright red blood flowed out.

Lang Tianshan looked at Sheng Huaian, and the contempt in his eyes disappeared, replaced by solemnity.

The sword light was too sharp and terrifying. His body had been polished for so many years and was already strong and hard, but at this moment, a cut was made on his fist.

The opponent's attack power could hurt him. This person was not as simple as a martial saint who had just broken through.

"Good swordsmanship."

After a rare compliment, Lang Tianshan's momentum suddenly rose, and the whole person burst into a dazzling light. He clenched his fist and hit Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian put away the Red Dragon Sword and fought with his fist. He disdained to rely on the unparalleled swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Red Dragon Sword.

He was confident that the Great Sun God Fist could defeat the enemy.

At the same time, it was also to test his true combat effectiveness.

Although Tianquan's big nose broke through to the Yang God, he didn't let him have his fun.

Martial Saint is a collision of physical strength. The fight between them can be described as a fist-to-flesh, head-on contest.

The Sun God Fist was extremely bright, and Sheng Huaian's whole body burst into a brilliant light, like a golden god, raising his fist to suppress the enemy.

Boom! !

The terrifying power and the fist intention collided, the void collapsed inch by inch, and the light shone everywhere.

The two flew backwards, and Sheng Huaian felt the severe pain from his arm and fist.

For a long time, he didn't feel pain.

This Xiongnu Martial Saint, a genuine late-stage Martial Saint, is not weak in strength.

This person is the strongest person he has met so far.

Lang Tianshan's fist was dripping with blood, and Sheng Huaian's physique was stronger than him. The two punched each other, and the wound on his fist became bigger.

He looked at Sheng Huaian with great confusion in his eyes.

How is it possible that someone could cultivate his physique to the point where the early stage of Martial Saint is stronger than the late stage of Martial Saint? !