There was a dead silence in the Wei army camp. The excitement and restlessness before had now turned into anger and fear. It was simply a shame that a majestic army of tens of thousands was almost killed by one man with a single sword.
The commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, who had just conquered the city, now looked ashen.
"Commander, don't worry. If that person retreats tonight, his strength will be exhausted. We will report to the Immortal Sect tomorrow and ask the Immortal to take action to kill him."
"Yes, this person will never dare to come again. As long as we get through tonight, we will be safe."
"Having said that, there were heavy casualties tonight. How should we explain to the king..."
There was an awkward silence in the handsome tent.
The commander-in-chief of the Wei army gritted his teeth, "I hope that if the sword cultivator dares to come again, this time I will make sure that he never comes back and dies without a burial place!"
next moment--
boom!
The sound of swords came from afar, and the expressions of everyone in the tent changed drastically. The expression of the commander of the Wei army gnashing his teeth froze directly on his face.
"Enemy attack!"
A pair of eyes in the Wei army camp widened, looking at the black-robed swordsman above the sky. The cold eyes covered by the mask made them feel endless fear in their hearts.
"Horn, blow the horn quickly!" the commander roared angrily.
Woohoo——
The horn sounded in the camp, and emotions such as panic and panic quickly disappeared from Wei Jun's eyes, leaving only madness and violence.
The sword roared and roared, and thousands of sword shadows tore through the night sky, ruthlessly harvesting lives and spreading blood all over the earth. After a moment, the sound of the sword suddenly disappeared. After killing everyone, the sword cultivator turned around and left again.
But this time, the atmosphere in the handsome tent was like a huge mountain, making it difficult to breathe.
"Send a distress signal! Now, immediately!" The commander-in-chief didn't care about his face. He looked at the dark night outside and his face turned pale.
Now he only hopes that he can survive tonight safely, and the crisis will be resolved when the masters of the Immortal Sect arrive.
An hour later.
Rumble——
The roar of the sword came again, and the Wei army commander collapsed.
This night was a nightmare for all the Wei troops. The sword cultivator came and went again and again, and the place where the camp was was already littered with corpses. Most of them were killed by the sword cultivator, and a small number of them killed each other in a state of madness.
Although the horn can awaken certain powers hidden in Wei Jun's body, frequent and excessive use will also come with a price. At this time, it was getting dark, and the fourth sword sound sounded. The commander-in-chief of the Wei army, who had been tortured all night, was the first to rush forward. He has figured out that the reason why the other party has not killed him is to make him suffer in fear.
escape? Is it possible to escape? This sword cultivator obviously came here to avenge Fangshan City, so he would only die.
There was a sound of sword sound and when the head rose into the sky, the commander-in-chief of the Wei army sighed. He had already guessed that the city massacre would not end well, but he couldn't help it. You are such a powerful swordsman, how dare you go there? Looking for justice from the Immortal Sect?
When the last thought passed, the commander-in-chief of the Wei army heard the sound of the horn again. A trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, what a fool. If the horn was still useful, would he rush out and die?
The Wei soldiers who were still alive in the camp were now all skin and bones, as if all their flesh and blood had been wasted. At this moment, when they heard the sound of the trumpet, their bodies twitched rapidly and they died on the spot with bleeding from their mouth, nose and seven orifices. Their condition is no longer good enough, and if they enter the "crazy" state again, this will be the end of them if they forcefully drive.
But, there are still people alive.
Luo Guan lowered his figure and looked at the struggling people in front of him. Their eyes were red and they were roaring unconsciously. They tried desperately to rush over, but they no longer had the strength to maintain their bodies and could only roll and twitch on the ground.
"Teacher, what state are they in?"
Xuangui said: "It seems that they were controlled by some external force and turned into a puppet-like existence." After a slight pause, "You go forward and suppress their abnormal physical strength for the master, or you can learn from these people's mouths." , learned something.”
Luo Guan nodded, stepped forward and pointed a few times. The power of the black turtle invaded the bodies of several people. Their struggling movements suddenly stopped, and the redness in their eyes quickly disappeared, revealing a few pairs of extremely tired eyes. When they saw Luo Guan clearly in front of them, fear appeared on the faces of several people, and they subconsciously struggled to retreat.
"Uncle Gen! I'm afraid, Uncle Gen!" The person who spoke was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old. His immature face was thin and his face was shaky, and his voice was trembling.
"Don't be afraid..." Uncle Gen took a deep breath, "But today, we are probably going to die...Uncle Gen didn't lie, but people are always going to die, it's just sooner or later."
He forced a smile and said, "Sir Sword Immortal, if you have any questions, we will tell you. I just ask you to give me a good time." In the five countries ruled by the Three Immortals Sect, Uncle Gen had heard too many cruel punishments. Now he just wants to die quickly.
Luo Guan glanced at several people and said, "Do you know why you are like this?"
"I know, it's the war courage soup given by the army. Drink it and you won't be afraid..." Uncle Gen paused, "Also, sometimes he loses control and becomes completely irrational, but please believe it, Lord Sword Immortal, This was never our intention.”
Zhan Yong Tang? It seems that this is what Xianzong used to control these Wei people and turn them into killing puppets.
Luo Guan glanced at a few people. They were probably just ordinary people in the Wei Kingdom before, but they became what they are today because of the Six Kingdoms War. They were the ones who committed the murder, but it was the Immortal Sect who was really at fault. They were just a group of poor puppets controlled by others.
After a moment of silence, he said: "You are about to die, what else do you want to say?"
Uncle Gen's eyes widened with shock on his face. He obviously didn't expect that these people would actually have the opportunity to leave their last words. The Master Sword Immortal in front of him seemed a little different from the Wei practitioners he had come into contact with before.
He thought for a while, then turned around and said: "Lai Gen, both of our names have the word 'root' in them. This is fate. I really want to marry my daughter to you. She is also eighteen years old this year. She looks like Zhou Zheng is in good shape. If you two get married, your kid will be able to hold a fat son in his arms within a year... It's a pity that your kid is not lucky, but you can't blame me for breaking my promise."
Lai Gen is a kind-hearted young man. Hearing this, his face looked full of longing, "If I can marry Uncle Gen's daughter, you will have two in three years and six in five years..."
"Go away! My daughter is not a sow. You stupid boy doesn't know how to care for others. You deserve to be unable to get a wife in this life!"
Lai Gen grinned, probably wanting to smile, but ended up crying, "Uncle, I want to marry a wife. I am the only one in my family. If I die, I will have no heirs."
Uncle Gen did not answer. After saying what he just said, he had lost his breath. His eyes were staring in the direction of Wei Guo, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was probably thinking of his daughter who was far away in his hometown.
Lai Gen was crying and there was no movement. Only the youngest boy was looking directly at the top of his head and kept muttering, "I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."
The boy who didn't want to die died anyway. Luo Guan looked at the corpse on the ground and let out a sigh, which then turned into cold murderous intent.
The evil demons of the Immortal Sect deserve to die and die forever!
But as soon as the murderous intention arose, Luo Guan groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He killed three times in three times in one night, forcing the Wei army to die. Although he resisted the invasion of the true intention of killing, he also suffered some backlash injuries.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Luo Guan turned and left, but at the moment he turned around, he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword again.
boom--
The earth trembled, a terrifying crack appeared, and the Immortal Sect bastard hiding underground was cut into pieces on the spot.
Half an hour later, two figures roared over. When they saw the terrifying battlefield above the ground, their expressions suddenly changed.
On this day, news came out that a very powerful Qingyang sword cultivator came from the Western Region to avenge the innocent people in the Fangshan massacre. He killed an entire Wei army with his single sword.
The Western Territory is shaken!
ps: I owe three chapters. I will try to make up for it tomorrow. I will finish it as soon as possible. Good night everyone.
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