Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the 100,000-strong army.
The mysterious powerful man who attacked directly in the sky was so fast that no one had time to react.
Faced with this sudden attack, the mysterious strong man did not dodge at all.
The sharp sword light slashed straight towards the mysterious strong man's neck.
The sword light flashed.
The mysterious strong man was unmoved and hid among the army. The old man who controlled the golden corpse discovered with keen eyes that this blow did not even cut the corner of the opponent's clothes.
You must know that this golden corpse was made from the corpse of a swordsman from the Three Realms. In order for this golden corpse to achieve the combat power he should have had during his lifetime, he spent an unknown amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
But he couldn't even break the other party's clothes.
How powerful is this?
"Ah……"
"That's it!"
The old man did not believe in evil and once again controlled the golden corpse to attack this mysterious strong man.
As a result, something unexpected happened suddenly.
The mysterious strong man stretched out his left index finger.
Then the golden corpse of the Three Realms Swordsman was devoured by the monster that suddenly appeared on his left index finger.
In just a moment, the old man spit out a mouthful of blood.
Tagu Thor was even more shocked. It was a golden corpse trained by the high priest. It was invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and extremely powerful.
The effort was gone in just one face-to-face encounter.
"This master, I don't know why he wants to stop me."
"I said from the beginning that I would use your army of 100,000 to practice swordsmanship."
Tagutor's face became a little gloomy.
"I admit that you are very powerful, but if you want to fight against an army of 100,000 people with one person, wouldn't you be too arrogant?"
"Arrogant? Hahaha..."
"Arrogance requires capital, and I just have it."
"good!"
"The whole army forms a formation!"
The 100,000-strong army seemed to be one body at this moment, a military force soaring to the sky, mighty and exciting, and unparalleled in dominance.
The mysterious strong man regarded this as nothing and muttered to himself.
"I started practicing swordsmanship when I was ten years old. The swords I use are all magical weapons and are invincible in the world."
"When I was 20 years old, I understood the most powerful secret of swordsmanship. I am the sword, the sword is me, and the human sword is one. From then on, I no longer use magic weapons, but wooden swords."
"After the age of 40, I will be invincible in the world. From then on, I will hide in the mortal world and practice for hundreds of years to acquire new sword techniques."
"One Sword Immortal kneels down!"
"When this sword is released, mortals will kneel, emperors will kneel, and immortals will also kneel, so this sword is called "Immortal Kneel"."
"If one person in your army of one hundred thousand can take my sword without kneeling, I can serve your Northern Barbarians for ten years. If not, you, the commander, will kneel down and kowtow three times to me, and the army will retreat."
"I am here to appreciate your sword moves."
Tagutor said boldly that he did not believe that there was anyone in this world who could have such power with one sword. He believed in his own army, and he also believed in himself.
During his half-life in the military, he saw countless heroes and heroes, and countless masters died under his military formations.
He didn't believe that this mysterious strong man who appeared from nowhere could make him kneel with a sword.
Sun Ping held his hands on the city wall. The sudden appearance of this mysterious strong man gave him a glimmer of hope, but the mysterious strong man's arrogant words extinguished that glimmer of hope in his heart.
There is only one strong man in the world who is said to be able to withstand an army of 100,000 people.
But that is just a legend, no one has actually witnessed it, and no one dares to say that a strong man in one world can make a hundred thousand troops kneel down with one sword.
In the minds of all of them, this is simply impossible.
Sun Ping's heart burning with hope once again hit rock bottom.
At this time, the mysterious strong man pulled out his wooden sword and began to swing it.
Sun Ping had already raised his head to the sky and closed his eyes. The sky was trying to kill me.
Suddenly, there was an unparalleled shock, and Sun Ping opened his eyes in shock.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene he had never seen before in his life and would never forget.
The one hundred thousand troops, whether they were standing or sitting on horses before, at this time, all fell to their knees and clasped their hands.
They were worshiping the mysterious strong man in the sky like a tribute.
But just now, the unparalleled shock was caused by the collective kneeling of these 100,000 people.
The generals and soldiers who defended Jubei City were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
The one hundred thousand troops kneeling on the ground were at a loss for a moment. They looked at their comrades around them blankly, and all of them fell to their knees in unison.
The indescribable power turned into a fear that spread among the army. This kind of power was simply not possible by human power.
This is "god".
Tagutor was kneeling on the ground. He couldn't understand how he got off the horse and knelt on the ground.
Because all this is done in an instant.
Tagutor turned his head and looked behind him. All the soldiers following him fell to their knees in a swarm.
Incapable of words, incomprehensible, comprehending.
The other party actually did it, making an army of 100,000 people kneel down with just one sword strike.
As for the old man hidden in the army, he was the high priest of the Northern Barbarians and a Gu Master of the Second Realm.
As a practitioner, he has seen things that are more difficult to understand than ordinary people, and sometimes he himself is equally difficult to understand.
In many cases, he even looks down on ordinary people at all. Sometimes he feels that he is a god and ordinary people are ants.
Facing other cultivators, even if he was not strong enough to defeat them, there was no way they would let him reach this point.
From the very beginning, when the mysterious strong man said that one strike of his sword would make them kneel, he thought that the other party would use his sword to suppress them.
But without any pressure, his body was out of control the moment the opponent swung his sword. At that moment, no matter how hard he struggled or resisted, he could not regain control of his body.
It wasn't until he clasped his hands and knelt on his knees that his body belonged to him again.
At this moment, the three views established over hundreds of years of practice began to collapse.
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
It was actually able to free the body of a strong man from the second world from his control.
If the opponent's sword does not make me kneel down, but makes me commit suicide, can I block it?
the answer is negative.
Tagutor stood up with difficulty, and other soldiers began to stand up sporadically.
Some soldiers began to worship at this moment.
"Lord God, please forgive me."
They believed that the killings along the way had offended the gods and sent them punishment.
The behavior of this small group of people also caused others to waver, and some who stood up knelt down again to worship the gods.
Tagutor looked back at his soldiers and found that his army was beaten to pieces at this moment, and its morale was not there.
Did Tagutor ever think about going back on his word?
You must know that they spent countless efforts preparing for this day.
But can he afford the price of regretting it?
The opponent can make their 100,000-strong army kneel with one sword, but can they make their 100,000-strong army die with one sword?
Tagutor didn't dare to bet. Once he lost the bet, the 100,000 troops would be gone, and the Northern Barbarians would be left to be slaughtered.
A faint light flashed in the eyes of the mysterious strong man, and a faint voice came.
“It’s time to fulfill your promise.”
Tagutor knew what the promise was, and this time, he had to take the initiative to kneel down.
Tagutor's body just stood up and fell down again.
He kowtowed deeply to the strong man three times until he straightened up, and the blood flowed from his scalp to the tip of his nose and dripped to the ground.
Full of pressure and humiliation, Tagutor shouted those words.
"Withdraw troops!"
The soldiers on the city wall watched this scene, hugged each other, and cheered.
And the mysterious strong man drove the wooden Suzaku, soared up and disappeared into the sky.
