On the steppes that connect the heavens and the earth.

Although the Southern Xiongnu were far inferior to the original Xiongnu Empire, they were nominally subservient to the Han Dynasty over the years, recuperated, and recovered a lot in strength.

Countless tribes, large and small, are dotted on this vast grassland.

Even though the Han people do not have statistics, the approximate number is still known.

At this time, the Southern Xiongnu clan, plus some small nomadic people controlled by it, had an absolute population of hundreds of millions.

These people are nothing to the big man, but they are not small, but at this time, they are decreasing at an extremely fast speed.

In just three days, hundreds of thousands of people disappeared directly.

The Southern Xiongnu royal court, Shan Yu Qiangqu and others knew almost immediately that the power of the Southern Xiongnu's luck was wailing in the sky above the royal court from time to time.

Immediately, it aroused the anger and horror of the Southern Xiongnu high-level.

"Who is it? I must find him and break his body into pieces. ”

"Bastard, damn it. ”

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In the anger of the higher-ups, Qiang Qu immediately ordered to send strong men and a large army to find and kill.

On the fifth day, in their heartache and anxiety, they finally received the news.

They had discussed the man they were going to deal with many times, and they had already taken the lead, leading a mere 40,000 men into the steppe, slaughtering their people.

An indescribable aggrieved anger burned the entire Southern Xiongnu high-level.

"Bastard, kill, this time he must be killed on the grassland. Qiang Qu's eyes were a little red, and he shouted loudly.

The other high-ranking officials of the Southern Xiongnu immediately opened their mouths to echo, and the strong killing intent made the sky above the royal court quickly darken.

The wolf-shaped power of luck roared up to the sky.

"Boom!"

With an order, two million troops and a large number of strong men set off from the royal court, and rushed to the place of the incident according to the power of luck.

At the same time, numerous orders were issued to monitor and find out the 40,000 horses.

Soon, in the territory of the Southern Xiongnu, there was a lot of excitement, mixed with a kind of panic.

That man is leading the army into the grasslands!

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In the blink of an eye, more than 20 days have passed, and this grassland has become more and more lively.

"Damn, why did they run so fast? Where are they now?" Zuo Ligu, the Southern Hun who led an army of one million, shouted angrily and aggrievedly.

In the past 20 days, more than 5 million troops have been continuously mobilized on the steppe of the Southern Xiongnu, looking for an army of 40,000 people from all directions.

But as a result, more than a dozen tribes were slaughtered.

The 40,000-strong troops are running so fast that they are slippery like loaches, and they can run without a trace in front of your eyes, and you can find them, but you can't catch them.

And the strength of the other party, no, is that the strength of that person is too strong, even if the tribe with hundreds of thousands of people is not vulnerable at all, and it is slaughtered at a very fast speed.

"Master, I heard some herdsmen say that they ran over there!" said a man in front of him.

"Chase!" Zuo Guli of the Southern Huns seemed to be bubbling with a black breath all over his body, gritting his teeth and saying.

Two days later, a tribe of more than 300,000 people.

Sunny days.

Some Huns were feeding their horses, and a few young men asked a middle-aged man with a broken arm rather excitedly.

"Uncle Linen, tell us about it. ”

"yes, is that guy really that powerful?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that he has already killed many of us, and the big guys haven't been able to catch him until now. ”

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"Well, I'll tell you about it. The middle-aged man with the broken arm was a little helpless and couldn't help but sigh out, which suddenly made a few young men around him excited.

As if thinking of something terrible, the middle-aged man with the broken arm glanced at his broken arm, and there was a deep fear in his eyes: "You know Lord Youguli, right?"

Several people around nodded their heads with awe.

That's second only to Shan Yu and the left and right Xian Wang, Lord Right Gu Li, of course they know.

One word can decide the life and death of countless people, and he is a powerful man in the prairie.

At the same time, I also know that he is dead.

"How powerful is Lord Youguli? The mountains and the land have been cracked, and he has brought 500,000 of my Hun iron horsemen. Speaking of this, the middle-aged man with a broken arm not only had no pride in his tone, but more of a touch of fear.

"On that day, Lord Yougu Li gathered the strength of 500,000 troops, even if the Divine Mountain was in front of him, I am afraid that he would not be able to stop it.

But the other party, the other party is just a person, flying up from the Han city wall, just a halberd.

It was cut down so unquickly and slowly, and the world seemed to collapse all at once.

Lord Yougu Li vomited blood, and many of us died directly. ”

After a pause, the voice became even more frightened, "Immortal Heaven is above, that person is like a god of war, the powerful is not a human at all, under a dozen halberds, most of them are already dead."

Only more than 10,000 people fled. ”

There was silence around, and the middle-aged man's narration was not exciting, but the truth and fear made several young men speechless.

It was as if I saw an invincible figure of the god of war in front of me.

"Flax, uncle, how did you, how did you escape?" asked a young man in a stammering voice.

The middle-aged man recovered from his fear, shook his head, and said with some reverence in his fear: "I don't know either, but it seems that the god of war doesn't bother to kill us at all." ”

"Did you let you go on purpose?" said one young man, puzzled even more.

"Maybe—"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a roar that turned into an earth-shattering sound from far and near, exploded in the blink of an eye, interrupting the words of several people.

The expressions of several people changed, and they hurriedly looked at them.

I saw a torrent approaching them at an incredibly fast speed.

That monstrous momentum was something they had never seen before.

The body of the middle-aged man with a broken arm froze suddenly, and he, who had just entered the earth immortal cultivation, saw the person at the front of the torrent at a glance.

The figure, the face, that he will never forget.

He, he's coming!

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"Boom!"

"Bang!"

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The emperor was lifted by the long Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and slashed forward and down.

Suddenly, it seemed that the sky was falling apart, and the tens of thousands of Huns who had been assembled were directly beaten into flesh and blood.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the air was filled with a coercion and blood.

Withdraw the halberd, continue to charge with an army of 40,000.

After a killing, the speed was still amazingly fast, and it disappeared into the grassland.

Only the frightened Huns remained.

Not long after, an army of 800,000 Huns came, and many people shouted angrily when they saw the tragic scene.

Didn't catch up again!

But there were many horrors among them, among the tens of thousands of people who were killed by that person's halberd, there were still three earth immortals at the peak!

Leading an army of 40,000, the emperor slowly dispersed his magical powers.

Like attacking like thunder, walking like the wind is one of the three major armies he cultivates.

Nothing else, just speed, accelerating the march of the whole army.

With his current level of cultivation, he could accelerate the speed of the 50,000 army by about twice the speed.

Coupled with the killing he had been killing these days, he had obtained more than 20,000 good horses that had already stepped into the top three levels of the mortal realm.

The speed will be so fast that the Hun army can't catch up at all.

Of course, there are more good horses in the Hun army, but there are too many of them, and the overall speed naturally can't keep up.

As for sending a part of the elite to ride better horses, they didn't dare.

Even some Heavenly Immortal powerhouses, after being killed by the Emperor Zi with a halberd hundreds of miles away and killing two Heavenly Immortal first-level powerhouses, no Heavenly Immortal powerhouses dared to approach them.

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