The pig tail on the back of the Qing army general's head was shaking like a sieve, and he was trembling all over.
"Hero, did you say you could spare this little one's life?"
Song Xuan grinned, "Guess!"
I guess your uncle!
The general knew he was going to die, and his survival instinct made him turn his horse around and run away from this place.
Just as he rode his horse and ran, he felt like there was a big, steady and powerful hand on his head that even exuded a burning aura.
The next moment, there was only a click, and the sound of a broken neck sounded clearly on the street.
Holding the blood-stained head in one hand, Song Xuan looked around at the trembling people on both sides of the street, "Fellow, can you give me some directions?"
...
At noon, the spring sunshine shines warmly on people, which is very comfortable.
Song Xuan held the sword in one hand and leisurely arrived in front of a military camp outside the city.
The military camp is not big. According to the locals, it is a place where several thousand people are stationed.
Most of the Qing soldiers on the border between Guangdong and Guangxi were stationed around Fucheng. This was just a county town and there were not many troops.
This made Song Xuan a little disappointed. It seemed that he still had to spend time to go to Fucheng.
He came to Qingzhou with a mission.
The mission given by Xuanyi Wei was to kill high-level figures in the Qing Dynasty and make the Qing army leaderless, so that the subsequent Zhou army could land and enter the Qing Dynasty to quell the rebellion.
According to common sense, after entering Qingzhou, Song Xuan should march directly to the Forbidden City of the Qing Dynasty, enter the palace directly, and clean up the Tatar Emperor and the masters around him.
But Song Xuan had his own ideas.
He came here just to kill people.
Travel thousands of miles and kill millions of people!
Use millions of murderous intentions to temper your spiritual will and condense the flower of the innate god!
Therefore, he will not directly enter the Qing Palace, but plans to kill one city after another, killing all the way until no one in the world dares to respect him.
Uh, it's a conspiracy.
In short, he came here to kill, that is, to kill until people in this world hear the words "Xuanyiwei", become timid, frightened, and unable to feel the slightest resistance!
"Who dares to come here and spy on the military camp!"
There seemed to be experts in this military camp. Song Xuan looked at the military camp in front of him unscrupulously and was noticed by the experts inside.
A tall, burly middle-aged man came out, holding a giant mace in his hand and staring at Song Xuan with a murderous look on his face.
This man is dressed as a martial artist and has no armor on his body. He should be a martial arts master who has defected to the Qing army.
"Another traitor who refuses to shave his head!"
The burly man said coldly: "The traitor, I am an invincible master, Zhao Sanshan. Now I can capture you without any help. I can spare your life!"
"Invincible?"
Song Xuan looked a little weird. Do all the martial arts masters in Qingzhou have such crude nicknames?
Seeing the vague sarcasm at the corner of Song Xuan's mouth, Zhao Sanshan suddenly became angry, shouted loudly, jumped up like a tiger descending from the mountain, and smashed the mace in his hand with a shadow of death!
Song Xuan laughed and did not dodge. He raised his hand and shook it gently. With a click, the huge mace turned into a pile of iron filings and shattered.
"It seems like your awesome stick isn't very good either!"
Song Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore, and raised his hand to clap again. Zhao Sanshan's expression changed drastically, and he looked horrified. He heard a bang, his chest sunk, and a huge force surged in, pushing his The body flew out.
Bang!
Before he even hit the ground, his burly body exploded in mid-air, raining blood all over the sky like fireworks, and the big flag in front of the general's camp was dyed red.
"Brother!"
Five more people rushed out from the entrance of the military camp, all staring at Song Xuan in disbelief.
My eldest brother had just broken through to the Xiantian realm recently. He could be called a peerless warrior with all his strength, but he was just smashed to pieces with a slap?
So how high is this man's martial arts?
"I wonder which incense master of the Tiandihui you are?"
The five Jianghu people were horrified, but they still suppressed their fear and spoke out to delay time.
In the military camp, the Qing army has already responded. Several generals are directing the troops to set up their formations. As long as it is delayed for a while, even the innate masters will have to avoid its sharp edges when the army sets up their formations!
"Heaven and Earth will meet, I'm not!"
Song Xuan was not in a hurry, he raised his hand and waved the token on his waist with a smile.
"I am the Great Zhou Xuanyi Guard Song Xuan!"
As he spoke, his expression gradually changed from gentle to indifferent, and his voice carried an extremely strong sense of oppression, "Listen to the Tatars inside, you have been surrounded.
Put down your weapons, kneel down and surrender, and I will leave your whole body intact! "
As soon as these words came out, not to mention the five Jianghu people, even the generals who were commanding the troops in the military camp were panicked.
"Surrounded?"
"Could it be that the troops of Zhou Dynasty have already entered Qingzhou?"
There was a commotion in the military camp, and some scouts rushed around on war horses, obviously to inquire about the surrounding situation.
Soon, several scouts came back on fast horses and reported the situation to the general inside.
The five martial arts men listened to the scout's story. Their expressions relaxed for a while, and then looked at Song Xuan strangely.
"Young Master Song, you said you surrounded us, are you serious?"
"What, why can't I surround a group of you all by myself?"
Song Xuan looked calm, stepped forward calmly, looked at the formation gradually forming in the military camp, and nodded with satisfaction.
"It seems that your formation is almost ready and everyone is here, so let's start now!"
"Start with what?"
One of the martial arts men frowned and said: "Young hero, you'd better leave. I know you are powerful, but if you enter the army alone, you are overestimating your capabilities!"
Innate masters are very powerful, but they are not so powerful that one person can enter the army alone.
You can kill a hundred people or a thousand people, but your true energy will always be exhausted, right?
I can kill you even if I take a pile of human lives!
These people didn't want to fight Song Xuan head-on, because even if he died in the military formation due to exhaustion of his energy, they wouldn't be able to survive.
"If you become a rebel, you must have the consciousness to die. Obviously, you haven't yet!"
Song Xuan sneered, but after hearing a cry of sorrow, the Pure Yang Infinity Sword was unsheathed, and a terrifying red rainbow light appeared between the heaven and the earth. During this period, it was also accompanied by the roar of the dragon.
Tsk!
The five people standing at the front of the military camp didn't even react at all. Their bodies were vaporized directly as the red sword energy swept past them.
The sword energy swept across, like the end of the world, destroying everything like the power of destruction.
The dozens of feet long red sword light was as indestructible as a laser. Wherever it passed, whether it was houses, trees, or soldiers and horses in the military formation, whenever it was touched, the body would be cut into two pieces. It was horrific!
Song Xuan held the sword with one hand and quietly felt the strength of the sword energy.
This was the first time he used the sword after condensing the innate flower of the sky, and the result made him quite satisfied!
