Moreover, it came so directly, so simply, so carelessly, that feeling was as indifferent as a wolf seeing a thousand sheep.

But......

Are the sergeants sheep?

Of course not, they are the elite of the Great Xia Dynasty's military gates, the warriors who charge the battlefield, but now they are ignored by a person like this, how can they stand it?

"Kill!" The neat shout of killing sounded, and nearly a thousand sergeants also moved at this moment, and rushed straight out against Fang Zheng, led by the five sergeants at the front of the formation, and the five spears pierced straight ahead, with a cold glow.

"Die!" The traceless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand also moved, and a sword swept, with a purple light like a crescent moon, and directly rushed into the soldiers, blood splattered.

With a sword, the five sergeants at the front fell to the ground with men and horses.

Thousands of sergeants had their eyes glazed over.

Some of them had heard the name Fang Zhengzhi and knew that Fang Zhengzhi had stepped into the Amaterasu Realm, but they didn't expect it to be like this.

Blood stained the ground.

And this also made the world in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes more and more purple red, and the blood-red light flashed in front of him, and the hatred in his heart rolled wildly.

"Die! Die! Everyone who steps into Beishan Village must die!"

Fang Zhengzhi only had this one thought in his heart, to kill all the people who bullied Beishan Village and all the self-righteous scum of the military sect.

However, the other sergeants did not stop because of the power of Fang Zheng's sword, and each sergeant quickly expanded to both wings after gasping.

It was only a moment to surround Fang Zhengzhi in the middle.

"Kill!" another shout sounded, dozens of war horses raised their front hooves high, neighed, and dozens of spears all stabbed towards Fang Zheng and neatly.

Horses tread spears.

It was clear that this was a well-trained army, with all the horses' hooves stepping on the square, and all the spears piercing out in unison, without any deviation.

Fang Zheng's gaze became extremely cold at this moment. The traceless sword in his hand was raised high, and the monstrous white waves surged from his body, and purple rays flashed in the white waves.

"Die!" shouted angrily, and Zimang turned into several sword lights, blocking the trampling of dozens of horses, and slamming into dozens of spears at the same time.

There was a roar of war horses, and dozens of sergeants were directly shocked to the bottom of the horses.

It's just that just after dozens of sergeants fell, another wave of sergeants rushed up, also with their hooves raised. Spears stabbed.

Wheel warfare.

This is the most advantageous tactic when there are many people bullying people and few people, thousands of sergeants, although there are only more than ten sergeants who can attack at the same time, but if the assassination rounds go on one after another, even the iron body cannot withstand it.

Their purpose was to consume Fang Zheng's strength, so that Fang Zhengzhi would meet the enemy again and again without any other care, exhaust him, and finally kill him in one fell swoop.

It's just that. To their surprise.

Fang's sword was too sharp, and every wave of sergeants who rushed up were immediately cut to the ground, unable to get up again. Only blood flew in the sky.

This is a very tragic scene.

Even the well-trained sergeants were shocked in their hearts after rushing and killing several waves one after another, so strong, too strong. It's even stronger than they imagined.

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Death to me!"

A roar of rage rang out, like a deadly magic sound, and each sound would take the lives of several sergeants. Not even the war horses were spared.

The purple light was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi flashed.

The fallen war horse made a miserable neighing sound.

Fang Zheng stood upright among the thousands of troops, but there was no fear on his face, some were just killing machines, endless monstrous killing machines.

The sergeants looked at the waves of fallen lives, and they all felt a chill inexplicably, from head to toe.

Their bravery does not mean that they are all not afraid of death, and in the face of Fang Zhengzhi's extremely powerful sword light, the rhythm of their attacks is getting slower and slower.

However, the upright sword became sharper and sharper as it slashed, and it felt like it showed no signs of weakening at all, but instead the purple light shone brightly in the continuous killing, and the purple qi was entwined and rolled on the traceless sword.

The main thing is that the square and straight eyes have almost completely turned purple.

It was a strange purple, and in it, there was a faint red light.

Fang Zhengzhi kept swinging the Traceless Sword, he didn't know how many people he had killed, he only knew that every time he killed someone, the hatred in his heart seemed to increase by a point, without the slightest sign of abating.

And his power seems to be increasing, endlessly enhanced, as if he has entered a realm, which is the artistic conception of killing.

For a moment, Fang Zhengzhi had a strange feeling, he felt that some changes were taking place in the small world in his heart, and there seemed to be a fruit condensing on the huge tree.

It was a purple fruit, and a faint blood-red streak spread across the purple fruit.

This made his heart a little surprised, because, it had been a long time since the fruit had been regenerated in his small world, what was this fruit?

The Way to Kill?

Fang Zhengcheng didn't know, but he had a feeling that as he killed more and more people, the fruit was growing stronger, and there seemed to be a faint sign of surpassing all the fruits.

And in the midst of the killing, the hatred in his heart also grew wildly.

Streams of purple qi began to wrap around Fang Zheng's body from the Traceless Sword, spreading from his arms upwards and slowly wrapping around his body.

"Die, give me all death!"

A cold voice sounded from Fang Zheng's mouth, but his gaze was fiercely fixed on the black-faced general who was standing among the sergeants, holding a broken arm with one hand.

At this moment, there was a trace of hideousness on the face of the black-faced general, and there was also a trace of horror.

Even after decades of fighting on the battlefield, the black-faced general did not feel such a substantial murderous aura, as if he was about to completely devour the entire army.

This made him feel a little panicked inexplicably, but could he stop? Obviously not, so he could only keep directing the sergeants to rush and kill.

"Kill!" Fang Zhengzhi's voice sounded again, and this time, his target was the black-faced general.

The traceless sword in his hand turned into a purple ray, and he instantly got out of his hand. With endless killing intent, he shot towards the black-faced general.

The black-faced general who was supervising the battle in the crowd didn't expect that Fang Zhengzhi would dare to throw the weapon in his hand out under such circumstances?!

In a panic, he wanted to block it with the giant knife in his hand.

However, a strange scene happened, the Traceless Sword that was originally rushing towards his chest was magically fixed in the air, and then it stabbed towards his throat at an even faster speed.

"Poof!" a bloody arrow erupted from the black-faced general's throat.

The black-faced general's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that under the escort of a thousand sergeants, he would die in the hands of Fang Zheng.

He wanted to say something. However, the bloody hole in his throat prevented him from speaking.

The strength of the body is passing frantically in this moment.

"He doesn't ...... It's not a human ......" Only this thought flashed through the black-faced general's heart, because it was impossible for anyone to have such the strength of fear when they first stepped into the Amaterasu realm.

This is not the peak combat power of the Amaterasu Realm at all, and I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to compare it with the Light Realm.

Fang Zhengzhi is back to the light?!

No!

It's absolutely impossible!

I'm not reconciled!

The black-faced general's gaze was firmly fixed on Fang Zhengzhi, but his body could only slowly fall. Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

Die!

At this moment, the fierce war stopped in an instant, and the whole world became quiet.

A gust of wind blew softly. With a strong smell of blood, it floated into the distance.

All the sergeants looked at Fang Zhengcheng in front of them with a look of horror, and the sword that had flown back into his hand, a sword whose blade had almost completely turned purple.

The sergeants, who had been preparing to rush and kill, stopped. Because, the horses they stepped off stopped, facing the murderous aura emanating from Fang Zhengzhi's body.

Even the war horses sensed the crisis.

The villagers of Beishan Village watched this scene with wide eyes. Their eyes looked at the purple qi that was wrapped around Fang Zhengzhi's body, feeling the power.

I was very excited.

Although the murderous aura on Fang Zhengzhi's body was as strong as substance, they didn't feel afraid, because, no matter what, it was their Fang Zheng, the Fang Zheng of Beishan Village.

A square upright that they grew up watching.

"Is this the strength of integrity?!"

"It's so strong, it's so strong!"

"It's just amazing, it's really the top of the double list of Xinhe Mansion, even if the integrity wins the top of the double list of the court test in the future, I will definitely not doubt it anymore!"

"Yes, with integrity, we will not be bullied in Beishan Village again!"

In an instant, a sense of security permeated the hearts of the villagers, they didn't know how powerful the real big man was, they only knew that Fang Zhengzhi was very powerful, and it was so powerful that it could make thousands of soldiers fearful.

Even if there is a strange purple in Fang Zheng's eyes.

Fang Zheng's eyes swept coldly over the surrounding sergeants, and finally fixed on the lieutenant general who gave the order again, and a strange purple glow flashed in his eyes.

"Kill!"

"Fight, the general died to quell the rebel thief, and the sergeants quickly took down this thief!" The deputy general felt the coldness in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes, and then heard the demonic intent of asking for his life, and the whole person was a little flustered.

"Hiss!" a horse neighed.

A purple light had arrived in front of him.

It was so fast that he couldn't even react.

"Ahh

Among the thousands of troops, taking the head of the enemy general is like probing the bag and taking things.

This is the highest praise for the brave.

And today, nearly a thousand sergeants personally felt this scene, in front of Fang Zhengzhi, they were really regarded as nothing, perhaps, they could work hard together, and they could fight with Fang Zhengzhi to lose both.

But......

Who would really want to fight hard?

Nearly 1,000 sergeants, there are brave soldiers, but it does not mean that all the nearly 1,000 sergeants are brave warriors, after the death of the black-faced general and adjutant general, they have been completely panicked.

Several other lieutenants were also extremely flustered at the moment.

They knew that they should stand up at this time, but the fate of the black-faced general and the lieutenant general was just around the corner, and if they stood up again, what would be the consequences?

No one wants to die, and no one wants to be the first bird.

At least, among them, for the time being, no one would hesitate to block the upright sword above, so they didn't speak, but just subconsciously moved in the direction of the village entrance.

"Die, everybody has to die!"

After the sergeants stopped, Fang Zhengzhi did not stop, his sword moved again, and the purple light lit up again, sweeping through the neat army, instantly cutting out a bloody cut.

"Ahh

"Ah......h

A miserable scream sounded, and the sergeants looked at Fang Zhengzhi, the expressions on their faces became more and more frightened, and the horses that stepped down began to be confused, and they let out a roar.

The army that was originally neat became no longer so neat at this moment.

"Die! all of them must die!"

"Don't!"

Just as Fang Zhengzhi was about to swing his sword again, a scream suddenly sounded, and immediately after, a figure quickly rushed towards Fang Zhengzhi.

The upright sword was subconsciously raised.

"Die!" Sen Leng's voice came from Fang Zhengzhi's mouth, his sword was ready to be slashed, but the shadow in front of him was extremely familiar.

It was a shadow running through the purple world.

It's a bit vague.

However, the memory is as deep as his life.

His heart hurt a little at this moment, as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart, and for some reason, he hesitated, the sword had been raised but it had not fallen.

And at this time, a warm feeling came to his heart, he felt as if he was being held in his arms by this shadow, this bosom was very warm, and the breath in this bosom made his heart extremely calm.

The hatred in my heart suddenly melted at this moment.

The purple world slowly faded, and soon, he could see the figure holding him.

"Mother!"

"Don't kill anymore, Zheng'er, you are my Zheng'er, not a person who loves to kill, they have already retreated, don't kill again!" Qin Xuelian hugged Fang Zhengzhi vigorously, her face was anxious, and the tears in her eyes fell like raindrops.

Fang Zheng's heart fluttered at this moment.

Homicide?

Not a murderous man......

Did I kill someone?

"Put down the sword, Zheng'er, listen to my mother's words, put down the sword, don't kill anymore!" Qin Xuelian said as she stretched out her hand to grab the traceless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

"Hum!" the Traceless Sword let out a low roar, and the purple light flourished.

"What are you doing!" Fang Zheng was startled, and let out an angry roar from his mouth.

The light of the Traceless Sword faded, and it regained its calm again.

"Ding!" Fang Zhengzhi's hand loosened, and the Traceless Sword fell directly to the ground, deeply inserted into the ground.

And at this moment, Fang Zhengzhi felt that the world in front of him was slowly becoming brighter, the original purple color was completely gone, and the hatred in his heart was rapidly melting away like ice and snow.

"His sword is off, quick, kill him quickly!Volley, spear volley!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and then the spears in the sky rained down towards Fang Zhengzhi and Qin Xuelian. (To be continued.) )