Seven minutes later, the nearest search team rushed over, and when they saw the corpses and pieces of flesh all over the ground, they immediately froze in place, and the leader of the team waved decisively:

"Withdraw!"

But it was too late, Ye Chen threw the kettle in his hand, rushed out, and smashed the saber of the squad leader in front of him with a punch, the fist pierced through the armor and embedded it in his chest, a series of clicks and crisp sounds, a big bag like a steamed bun arched on his back, and the leather armor on his back violently exploded a fist-sized hole, and an invisible column of air erupted.

The squad leader fell limply, and the kettle fell to the ground.

A soldier on the side of the squad leader thought that he saw an opportunity, and slashed at the back of Ye Chen's neck, his strong muscles bounced the blade away, he turned his head violently and stretched out his big fan-like hand to grab the soldier's face door with a cruel smile, and pressed his thick five fingers hard, and a scream mixed with broken bones screamed, and blood shot from his fingertips.

Letting go of his hand, the corpse fell to the ground limply, its convulsive face no longer human, and the blood hole with five fingers thick was gurgling blood.

"Let's kill him together!"

The remaining soldiers, led by a presumably vice-captain, charged him.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked like an eagle, his hand was as fast as lightning to grab the two arrows that were shooting, and threw them with his backhand, and the two archers fell down with a scream clutching their chests.

Two hands stretched out to accurately grasp the two Xueliangpu knives, five fingers pressed hard, 'bell' two crisp sounds, two steel-forged sabers were pinched off by him, grabbed the broken half of the blade and slashed backhand, the two knife owners covered their throats at the same time, blood sprayed out from between their fingers.

Grabbed two severed blades and threw them, piercing the chests and abdomen of the two soldiers, and then freed up his hand to grab a spear and lifted it, lifted the two of them to the ground and threw them down, pulled back the two guns, turned around and held and stabbed the two soldiers, and a sweep stopped the two and broke their spines...

Destroying the withering and decaying, in less than a minute, a team of more than a dozen soldiers were all wiped out by him, throwing away the two broken spears, and picking up a spear again with a hook of his feet, Ye Chen no longer stayed in place and took the initiative to attack.

Four minutes later, the shouts of killing were heard again in the mountains and forests, but it only lasted for about half a minute, and all the sounds disappeared.

Not far away, a team rushed over when they heard the movement, and when they saw the corpses all over the ground and Ye Chen, who was stained red with blood, they couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Hmmm! Want to run? ”

Ye Chen subconsciously thought that they were frightened by himself, so he rushed forward first and began to kill.

Half an hour later, the entire mountain forest was stained red with blood, and hundreds of soldiers were killed by him alone.

By the time he returned to Urn City, his upper body had been covered with a thick layer of plasma, the innermost part had hardened into a black-red shell, his jumpsuit was completely covered, and his height of up to two meters was unusual for ordinary people, looking like a ghost god crawling out of the abyss sea of blood, and the morale of the soldiers on the walls of Urn City plummeted the moment they saw him.

Zhang Shihe, who was on the city wall, frowned and looked at the ghostly figure below, and turned his head to ask the black-armored general:

"Where's the second master?"

The black armor general said expressionlessly:

"No one of the subordinates who came back saw the second master."

Zhang Shihe's brows furrowed even tighter, and then he looked at the master who came with Yu Wenshi on the other side, and asked:

"Yue Tu, did the second master say when he would come back?"

The middle-aged man named Yue Tu had a very solemn expression at this time, and said:

"The second master said that he was going to chase that kid, but now this kid is here, and the second master hasn't come back, maybe..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Shihe immediately interrupted his words, his eyebrows were gloomy and wrinkled into a Sichuan character, pinched his eyebrows, sighed lightly, and whispered to the black-armored general:

"Do whatever it takes to take his head!"

"Command!"

The black-armored general bowed down to receive the order, got up, and 'choked' out the war knife in his hand and shouted:

"Archers, crossbow arrows ready, shoot!"

In the next second, a rain of arrows fell from the city, mixed with the sound of Weng Weng crossing the sky.

"Open the city gates, and the whole army will attack!"

The city gate opened with a bang, and a cavalry rushed out of it and divided into two teams to surround Ye Chen.

"Just what I want!"

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth turned up to reveal a cruel smile, the spear in his hand slammed to the ground, the thick slate cracked, and the spear in his hand swept away the flying arrows, his body flashed and moved more than ten meters horizontally, and in the next second, the slate exploded on the spot and shattered, and more than a dozen stainless steel crossbow arrows hit the ground.

Without waiting for the second wave of crossbow arrows to be fired, he rushed directly towards the gate of the urn city in the face of the rain of arrows.

At this time, a large number of soldiers were pouring out of the city gate, and he rushed to the city gate, and the spear swept and knocked several soldiers to the wall, and the spear in his hand pierced several people.

Immediately after that, there was a loud shout from inside the city gate, the soldiers separated, and a cavalryman wearing thick armor and even the horses under his seat rushed towards him like a tank, Ye Chen snorted coldly, and broke the chopped down Pu knife with a punch, and the heavily armored knight who was fit to meet the charge collided.

The first contact was the long cavalry spear against the top of his chest, the knight couldn't hold the cavalry lance and flew away, the next second the man and the iron horse collided head-on, 'boom' a loud sound, even the horse with the horse armor and the charging force of up to two or three thousand kilograms flew directly upside down, the war horse let out a Herod scream, flew upside down for more than ten meters and collapsed on the ground and directly began to convuls, a large stream of blood mixed with foam sprayed from the horse's mouth.

And the knight flew farther and fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, the person didn't die, the main force was borne by the horse, the horse's bones were shattered, and the knight was just knocked into a drowsy and dying.

He didn't kill anyone in this terrifying collision, but he frightened all the soldiers who saw it, and the morale of all the soldiers plummeted, looking up at Ye Chen as if he was looking at ghosts and gods, even the black-armored general was silent when he saw it, and then turned to look at Zhang Shihe, and said:

"Strategist, please get out of here immediately!"

Zhang Shihe's expression was extremely shocked and dignified, nodded without the slightest hesitation, and said:

"After you send someone to break off, you will take the people and leave with me."

The black-armored general shook his head:

"The last general has never escaped on the battlefield, not before, and not now."

He looked at Yue Tu and said:

"Take the division away!"

Yue Tu was about to say something, when the black-armored general shouted:

"This is an order, disobedient behead!"

Looking at the murderous aura in the eyes of the black-armored general, Yue Tu swallowed back the words in his mouth, nodded heavily, and grabbed Zhang Shihe with one hand and ran along the edge of the city wall.

Seeing them jump off and flee to the edge of the city wall, the black-armored general turned around, Ye Chen had already rushed into the urn city to kill, watching his men being killed one by one without resistance, his eyes showed a trace of pain and unwillingness, and he ordered in a deep voice:

"Give me a commandment, shut the gates, lead him under the gates, pour oil, and burn it!"