Daqin: Reign in the world

“Kill, avenge the dead brothers, kill …”

Thinking of what happened to them, those more than a hundred Chu State swordsmen waved their weapons with hatred and surrounded them.

“Hopefully, we can delay a little longer!”

He had an absolute advantage in numbers, and was basically a rare elite, and instead of being the slightest bit happy, Xiang Xiang appeared worried.

You know, the force of General Ji Bu is not low, and he has a place in the camp of the Chu State.

“………”

In the face of as many as hundreds of elite sieges, Wu Zetian was still unhurried, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand, that is, he commanded the sword – Chunjun!

“Brush!”

It was the elite swordsman left over from the Chu Kingdom, and a long sword with a handle swung towards the figure in the middle at a tricky angle.

Immediately behind them, dozens of companions made a volley to eliminate all possibilities of a counterattack.

“Boom!”

Looking at the hundreds of elite attacks that could be called brilliant, extremely 15 closely coordinated, Wu Zetian did not have the slightest emotion.

Immediately, with a flick of the pure junming sword in Jade’s hand, a cold light containing murderous intent appeared one after another.

“Poof… Poof… Poof…”

As if it were as brilliant and colorful as art, the pure sword turned into a sword flower, and then continued to fall from the mid-air.

Whenever a flower falls, it must fall a silent corpse and die quietly without warning.

“Phew!”

Not only that, but what is creepy is that the fallen corpses began to fall minced meat, and severed limbs and arms were spilled all over the ground.

And in their eyes, there was no imaginary panic, but a flurry of reactions.

“The Black Ice Platform commands the strength of the strong, Qin, where did Emperor Qin find it from!”

The swordsman carefully cultivated by the State of Chu didn’t even have time to react, and he died on the spot in vain, and Xiang Xiang’s whole body couldn’t help but snort.

“You, don’t come over, most, it’s better to lay down your weapons …”

More than thirty people were killed in an instant, almost a third of the staff, and they still haven’t figured out anything.

Therefore, the remaining Chu State swordsmen barely remained calm, and said dryly.

“………”

However, what silently responded to them was that there were even more sword flowers than just now, and the speed of falling was a full double faster.

“Poof!”

Unable to make the rest of the counterattack, the remaining Chu State swordsmen fell to the ground with a bang, and one of the arbitrary limbs was separated from the body.

It was just two attacks, and all the elite swordsmen of the Chu State present were killed, and they couldn’t even turn over a single wave.

“This, this, this…”

The swordsman who spent a lot of energy to cultivate was worse than the end of mowing, and Xiang Xiang collapsed to the ground, unable to raise the slightest determination to resist.

“Tread… Tread…”

Stepping on the corpses all over the scene, as well as the incomparably piercing blood, Wu Zetian lifted the Chunjun Ming Sword and walked forward.

“You, you!”

At this moment, Xiang Xiang basically forgot his own recovery. There is also the persistence of the past, and the rest is only fear.

“Phew!”

Only to feel that his whole body shook for a while, Xiang Xiang realized that he flew out upside down, and below was a sharp rock as thick as a fist.

“No, no, get around me!”

The fall position of the entire front half of the body was almost aimed at several natural rock barbs, and I could only watch the tragic encounter happen, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Naturally, the panic in Xiang Xiang’s heart reached the extreme, and he begged for mercy as a disciple of the Xiang family.

“Poof!”

The sharp and hard rock barbs easily penetrated Xiang Xiang’s body, and hot blood sprayed all over the ground.

“Good, good, vicious…”

The whole body was already unable to move, and whenever Xiang Xiang said a word, he was bound to spit out a mouthful of thick turbid blood.

Wherever the black ice platform came first, the strength was unfathomable, and the means were too vicious, and it was better to die than to die.

“………”

It was completely foreseeable that the other party’s fate would be, and Wu Zetian did not stop his pace and continued to solve another small shrimp.

“Is it really right that the State of Chu and Emperor Qin won against each other?”

Every action was a failure, his own strength weakened again and again, and Xiang Xiang’s belief in reviving the country collapsed, muttering to himself.

Now he has received several fatal wounds, and if he is not treated in time, he will lose too much blood and die, not to mention the great torment of his mind.

“Go fast, go fast!”

Listening to the faint screams behind him, Xiang Bo, who had less than ten Chu State swordsmen, said hurriedly like a frightened bird.

Xiang Xiang, together with more than a hundred elite swordsmen of the Chu Kingdom, actually couldn’t last a few rounds, how strong should the opponent’s strength be?

“The remnants of the Chu Kingdom, none of them can run…”

Blocking the other party’s way to return, Wu Zetian, who had just landed, once again raised the pure sword and directly flew the rock weighing a hundred days.

“Quick, work together to protect Master Xiang.”

Seeing the huge stone rushing towards him, less than ten Chu State swordsmen gritted their teeth and had to hold their long swords to block in front of them.

Once they get out of the way, Master Xiang, Xiang Bo Bajiu, will be smashed to death, and no matter how optimistic he is, he will be seriously injured.

“Phew!”

The weight of the boulder itself is as high as a hundred catties, not to mention that it also contains a lot of strength, and it can easily smash several Chu State swordsmen.

Affected within the range, Xiang Bo himself was not spared, and flew out upside down with him.

“Whew… Call… 103”

Compared to the swordsman of the Chu State who smashed into a ball of meatloaf, Xiang Bo only suffered a little skin trauma, and overall it was not a big deal.

“Hiss… Hiss… Hiss…”

I don’t know where I broke into, and a hissing sound could be described as one after another, and then resounded in Xiang Bo’s ears.

“This is…”

After the short upside down flight just now, Xiang Bo obviously hadn’t returned to his senses, but subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice.

“That’s snakes, lots of snakes!”

The snake (Yangjun) spitting out the letter appeared in the line of sight, and Xiang Bo’s face couldn’t help but change.

If it is ten snakes, or hundreds of snakes, it is not afraid, but the layers of snakes in front of you, the number is less than thousands of bottoms.

“Hiss… Hiss… Hiss…”

It was good that Xiang Bo withdrew step by step just now, but now as soon as there were signs of fear of escape, a large group of snakes straightened up and quickly pounced.

“Leave this place of right and wrong while the snakes have not yet surrounded.”

Understanding the truth that he must leave immediately, otherwise he will be buried in the sea of snakes, Xiang Bo wielded his long sword to kill the nearest small snake.

Although he is a scribe who specializes in literature, he still has a bit of martial arts on his body, accurately cutting off snake heads one by one, and sections of snake bodies.

“………”

However, Xiang Bo, who was about to break away from the snake tide, seemed to ignore the commander of the Black Ice Platform. _

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