Chapter 370: Walking in war
The sunny sun, the breeze caressed the scorched earth.
A figure walks around the beauty, just like the prince holding the sleeping beauty in Western mythology.
In the distance, some figures flickered.
They were scouts of various forces in country Y. When Qin Xuan was leaving, they had already reported the news to their respective officers.
They don't know what the gods are, and they don't even know what the Huaxia Qingdi is.
They only knew that the young man who made them killed the weird masked man with a single sword, and then accompanied by the terrifying vision like a **** descending to the world, the Chinese young man they needed slowly left.
After the report, they looked at the scorched earth ahead, the already messy earth, startled in a daze.
The y** side, the leader of the rebel army, was full of shock at the moment.
When they listened to the following report, their eyes were almost dull, and they didn't know how many stormy seas turned up in their hearts.
The Chinese Emperor Qing slayed the Gods No. 6 with a single sword! ! !
That was the No. 6 of the Gods, in country Y, it was enough to counter the existence of an army.
Whether it is the shield of Atlans, which is not invaded by artillery fire, or the man-made weapons comparable to war machines like annihilators and tanks, they can easily destroy a mechanized force of hundreds of people.
This kind of existence was nothing but a sword in front of the Huaxia Qing Emperor.
Is there anything that can make all parties fear more than this? A jinruy country alone is more like a huge army participating in this chaotic war.
Soon, whether it was the rebels or the y**, or even some forces that took advantage of the chaos to obtain benefits, they issued an order.
Never provoke this Huaxia Qingdi!
Offender, kill!
This order spread to the entire country Y in just a few minutes.
On the land of country Y, Qin Xuan walked step by step with He Yun in his arms. His steps were not fast, but he stepped several meters, as if shrinking to an inch.
He walked through the artillery fire, through the refugees, through the battlefield, and through the blockades.
Wherever he passed, the clouds were light and breezy.
Even the troops that were fighting vigorously, when they saw this figure from a distance, they stopped the artillery fire and gathered the troops together.
In this way, Qin Xuan held He Yun alone and crossed thousands of miles in country y, but never a bullet fell on him.
In this war-torn country Y, this is like a miracle.
Stepping on the wasteland and the corpse, Qin Xuan walked slowly as if he was someone beyond the world.
Of course, it is impossible for all forces to be so in awe.
After walking thousands of miles, Qin Xuan's path was blocked.
"Who, stop!" Some soldiers stopped Qin Xuan's way. They held their guns and pointed directly at Qin Xuan.
Around, hundreds of soldiers are driving away a group of refugees.
To them, these refugees are even more slaves and their wealth.
In such a chaotic situation in country Y, the lives of the people are not as good as the ants. Many mercenaries value this and come to arrest the refugees and send them to the world for trafficking.
Several cold guns pointed directly at Qin Xuan, but to their anger, the Asian youth didn't seem to hear anything, and his footsteps never stopped.
"what happened?"
A burly man escorting the refugees from the front of the military vehicle probed, naked, and underneath him a dying national woman, covered in blue and purple, almost tortured to death.
"Report the mercenary commander that an Asian is approaching, and the warning seems to have no effect!"
Soldiers came to report, waiting for orders.
"Asian?" Chahu frowned, he showed a smirk, and said, "Then kill him!"
In this war-filled country, human lives are like a waste of money. As long as there are guns and people, they can do whatever they want.
Tea Tiger knew this very well. He was only here to make a fortune. What if he killed someone?
"Yes!"
The soldier nodded, returned to the team, and gave the order of Tea Tiger.
Qin Xuan was still stepping, less than ten meters away from the muzzle pointed at him, and the mercenaries looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
Their eyes seemed to look at a fool, a madman.
"The fool who hit the gun, go to **** and confess!"
At the moment Chahu's order came, a soldier with a hideous face pulled the trigger without hesitation.
boom!
There was a gunshot and the bullet popped into the chamber.
In the cold smiles of those soldiers, the bullet came straight towards Qin Xuan.
They seemed to see that this reckless Asian youth was about to fall in a pool of blood. There were even soldiers who noticed He Yun in Qin Xuan's arms, and their eyes flashed with surprise.
This woman is completely different from the Y country woman they escorted, and her appearance is incomparable.
Some people even planned to kill Qin Xuan in order to **** the woman that the young man was holding.
Just as the bullet approached Qin Xuanzhangyuan, suddenly, a dim blue light was shining. In that instant, the bullet seemed to have encountered an indestructible wall, and instantly turned into a piece of iron, falling on the ground with a crisp sound. .
"what?"
The expressions of all the mercenaries were frozen, and they looked at this scene in disbelief.
"Damn it?"
Some mercenaries lost their voice, and soon they all pulled the trigger.
Da da da……
In that instant, bullets poured like rain.
In the military vehicle in front of the team, Tea Tiger couldn't help showing anger on his face when he heard the dense gunfire.
"Really, these bastards, do they think they don't need money for the ammunition in their hands?" Cha Hu yelled. He pulled up a long cloth and wrapped his body, then pulled the car door and walked down.
However, when he just got out of the car, his eyes were dull.
He looked at the countless bullets stagnating in the air, almost forming a wall.
Then, in his dull gaze, a little light seemed to bloom from the waist of the Asian youth, and then that little light turned into a seven-foot long sword, floating quietly in the air.
The sword light burst, and those bullets instantly turned into nothingness in the sword light.
There was a trace of fear in Chahu's heart. He knew that he had provoke an unpleasant person, but before he could speak, a faint voice came.
"roll!"
Qin Xuan spoke lightly, his voice indifferent and ruthless, as he uttered a word, the Eternal Sword behind him had already moved.
Jianhua Changhong quickly passed all the soldiers in this team.
When the sword light disappeared and the Eternal Sword returned to the side again to quietly hover, the refugees numbly looked at the hundreds of demons in their eyes and stiffened in front of them.
Then, the demons in their eyes fell to the ground like cut grass, blood spreading like a river, paved a **** road.
Qin Xuan's steps never stopped for half a minute, nor did he glance at the refugees.
He walked on the **** road, and his figure gradually disappeared from the sight of the refugees.
It wasn't until Qin Xuan disappeared that the numb expressions of the refugees recovered a trace of emotion. They looked at the corpses all over the floor. Some were crying, some were ecstatic, and some even found their enemies and bite the flesh to vent their hatred.
But all this seems to have never been related to Qin Xuan.
He just stepped forward and came to a mountain under which an army was stationed.
All the forces in country Y know what kind of existence this mountain and this army belong to.
World-class top forces can easily destroy the existence of terror in a small and medium-sized country.
Gods!
(End of this chapter)
