The fiery red sword of one eyebrow bloomed into a dazzling ship, instantly crashing into the enemy troops that came like a tide, giving people the feeling that it was like a sword breaking through the sea.

And with this kind of power, it is naturally the legendary Chenyue Tianzong Peaks, one of the Zhenfeng swordsmanship, the Listening to the Tide Sword Technique, listening to the tide rolling red dust!

Ji Yu's face was calm, and the speed of his attack seemed to be not hurried in the eyes of people, but very few people could see the speed of his sword, let alone the technique.

In just an instant, he came to the front of the Taiyuan guard, and then clenched the fiery sword in his hand.

The sword light skyrocketed like a rainbow, illuminating the countenance of all the defenders above Taiyuan City.

The guard's eyes were also filled with fiery red sword light.

At first, his mouth was wide open, a little frightened.

Immediately after, he quickly calmed down, looking at the sky and chanting: "Although the body is dead, the spirit lives forever!"

What kind of spirit? Naturally, it is loyalty, this sentence may not be understood by the young people from the Shangwu Pavilion of Western Chu in the Donghua Continent, but the people of the Later Han Dynasty can understand it.

This is the noblest belief of the soldiers of the old generation, the spirit of loyalty to the Later Han Dynasty or a famous family.

Ji Yu didn't feel too much, a sword quickly slashed, and a blood line appeared on the neck of the Taiyuan guard, and he fell backwards with his eyes wide.

Blood splashed the city, and the guards of Taiyuan fell into a pool of blood, and the bright red blood, on the cold brick wall, bloomed into a huge flower, highlighting the magnificence of death.

Ji Yu let go of the sword of the eyebrows, and stood with his hands in his hands, and the sword of the eyebrows flew and shuttled within ten zhang of him, and every time he weaved a sword light, he brought up a piece of blood, and the blood spilled on the head of the city.

Whoever he wants to kill with his sword is the one he wants to kill.

The people he killed with a sword were all people who could be killed at will.

The moment he stepped down the wall, he was greeted by a tidal wave of enemy troops.

The sea of people flooded, Ji Yu grabbed a sword eyebrow, and the sword aura was like a tide for a while.

He held the sword in his right hand, crossed it in front of his chest, and then with one step, the masonry under his feet fell apart and cracked.

The sword qi is like a tide, but it is a sword across the mountain.

Ji Yu began to run wildly, crushing the bricks and stones under his feet with every step, and the bricks and stones shattered into countless pieces and splashed in all directions.

The sea of people who drowned over only felt that it was not a person who was crashing into him, but a mountain, or a tide like a mountain.

For a while, the sea of people composed of those armored soldiers was knocked out one after another, and people turned on their backs.

However, it only hit a little distance, and those chariots covered with talismans and seals collided directly into the mountain-like sword qi tide.

In other words, it hit Ji Yu's sword directly, and the fiery red eyebrows trembled fiercely, and let out a tragic Jin.

Ji Yu felt some numbness in his arms and took a few steps back.

He lifted his throw and looked at the chariots with the talismans on them, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

If he didn't have the means to deal with these chariots, he would probably be cornered by the impact and battle formation of these chariots.

So, he took a few inches of his sword, and the sword qi surged all over him.

In the ten-zhang wind, I don't know when the delicate plum blossoms fluttered.

Those plum blossoms are dreamlike, making people look and not feel real.

Lianghiko, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, looked at the plum blossoms flying within ten zhang of Ji Yu's body, and frowned, knowing that it was not a real plum blossom, but a sword qi.

It's just that what is his purpose for coming out of this Zhang?

Qimei is beautiful, the sword is beautiful, and the sword is more beautiful.

But as the first cultivator in the Donghua Continent today, how could the Zhenfeng Sword Technique of the Great Sect Chenyue Heavenly Sect Peaks be so simple?

Those falling plums were countless small swords, which fell on the soldiers around them who took advantage of the opportunity, and also fell on those chariots.

However, because of the reinforcement of the chariot body, those plum blossoms could not leave any shallow marks.

But Ryohiko soon realized that the target of those fallen plums turned out to be the talismans on those chariots.

The plum blossom rain poured down, like a tiny sword, falling on those runes, constantly cutting those runes, trying to cut those runes off the chariot.

Ryohiko found out about Ji Yu's attempt and shouted, "Stop him!"

Then, a number of chariots drilled through the sea of people and collided.

Ji Yu looked at the number of chariots that collided with him, feeling the aura that was as strong as a mountain on those chariots, his brows frowned, and he was about to change his swordsmanship.

At this time, Ling Yue and Fu Bang came to his side.

The three ordinary wood-breaking knives suddenly bloomed with brilliant forehead knives, combined together, and spun rapidly, forming a huge and majestic storm of knife qi.

Lingyue's sword flashed with dazzling sword light and thunder, and the song of the fairy faintly came from the nine heavens, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The clouds condensed into a thick sea in the sky, and thunder rolled.

Yao Gejin is brewing!

At the same time, more cultivators with high cultivation skills rushed over and began to assist Ji Yu in dealing with these chariots, which had become extremely powerful because of the special talismans.

Yoshihiko's pupils shrank, feeling that if he continued like this, he might cause huge losses, so he decisively ordered a retreat.

Ji Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, although the two generals of Youzhou Yuan Mansion did not have amazing force, but they had a unique ability in marching and fighting.

When Yoshihiko gave the order to retreat, the chariots turned into a huge light and shadow, and galloped back.

It was as if countless huge mountains of flames had begun to move rapidly.

Everyone wanted to pursue, but was stopped by Ji Yu.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!" he said.

Fu Bang, Han Xing, and Ling Yue had a quick turn of mind, and soon understood the deep meaning of Ji Yu's words.

Now what Ryohiko is leading must be the vanguard of the enemy, the vanguard army, if it is rashly pursued, if the enemy army and reinforcements suddenly meet, then Ji Yu's army will definitely be attacked head-on.

Ji Yu has been commanding the army for a long time, and as a cadre at the leadership level, there has not been much change.

Therefore, everyone in the military department knows that every time Ji Yu makes a decision, as long as Fu Bang, Lingyue, and Han Xing have no opinions, then this decision is the most correct.

However, Ji Yu's next sentence was unexpected by everyone, and it also made everyone feel the biting cold.

"Since you have abandoned the city and fled, and abandoned your own people, then slaughter the city!"

"Let the entire Hou Han world take a look at what kind of soft-footed shrimp the people of the Yuan Mansion are, what kind of strength they have to protect their own people and territory, and what qualifications they have to be this chaotic minister and thief!"

His voice was like a sword.

Even Ling Yue, Fu Bang, Han Xing and other people who were familiar with Ji Yu were stunned, and they found that Ji Yu seemed to be a little different.

However, the military order was like a mountain, and soon the killing began.

Lingyue didn't like this kind of picture and turned her head.

Fu Bang seemed to be afraid that such a picture would evoke some memories that he didn't want to remember, so he avoided his gaze.

Han Xing was a little unbearable and didn't dare to look at such a miserable picture.

Lingyue is a girl who is very much like a sword, just like her junior brother, so she will say what she thinks in her heart, especially to Ji Yu.

"Childe, why?"

Her simple four words seemed a little clueless, but Ji Yu understood.

"Do you think I've been a little different since I met Sun Zheng?" asked Ji Yu.

Ling Yue nodded undeniably and said, "Yes!"

Because people are like swords, the voice is naturally like a sword, and it is categorical.