Although he didn't look at his watch, Xia Yu also knew that a moment had passed, they were fighting a blitzkrieg this time, and what they wanted was to be surprised, but although there were many enemies here, they had also been stranded in this camp for a long time, and although the king of the Yue clan who got the news would not necessarily escape, he would definitely increase his troops. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is definitely not what Xia Yu wants to see.

"All the soldiers listen to the order, you will continue to kill the enemy here, I will take the first step, and I will meet you again after capturing the king of the Yue clan." A sword picked up a pawn, Xia Yu said loudly.

"No~~"

As soon as Xia Yu patted the horse's back, the whole person rose into the air and fell into the enemy formation at once.

Xia Yu on horseback is not the most terrifying, but the most terrifying thing is that he is standing on the flat ground, all his hands and feet are released, and Xia Yu's combat power rises directly to MAX.

Come on, looking at these savage nomadic soldiers with the eyes of a dead man, Xia Yu raised the blade of his sword.

The armor that is obviously different from the other Qin troops, all the soldiers of the Yue Clan Kingdom know that he is the biggest official of the Qin army here, and he actually abandoned his horse and went down, isn't this looking for death? But why did he look at us so wrong?

No matter what, cut off his head and offer it to my king, and you will surely be rewarded with countless cattle and sheep, and if you don't do it well, you may even be rewarded with women.

They looked at Xia Yu as if they were looking at a piece of fatty mutton.

"Kill!" It was a language that Xia Yu had never heard before, but the meaning was extremely clear to Xia Yu. There is no anger, because Xia Yu will not be angry with the dead.

"Choking~~" The strong true qi poured into the blade, and the bronze sword couldn't help but let out a sword groan, only to see a white light flash, and the heads of more than a dozen people in the front rushed to the sky.

The gaze was rising, the gaze was rolling, and it turned out that there was one of the headless bodies below.

It's the power of a sword. All twelve scimitar foot soldiers were beheaded.

"Spearman, up." Fear spreads, but one of the tun chiefs mustered up the courage to call out a coping strategy.

"Bang la la~~" The scimitar foot soldiers all got out of the way, and the spearmen behind walked out with spears made of iron tools snatched from the Qin people.

More than twenty sharp spear tips shining with cold light fan-shaped aimed at Xia Yu was a fierce stab.

"Click~~Click~~" is the sound of the metal at the tip of the spear colliding, what about Xia Yu? on top. When the spear stabbed over, Xia Yu jumped lightly, but at this moment, he was standing in a staggered position of more than twenty spearheads, and it was a little difficult for the spearman to pull the spear.

But they still had a subconscious action, that is, they wanted to pick Xia Yu out, and more than 20 people worked together, and the power was transmitted to Xia Yu's feet along the spear shaft.

Like picking me off? Hum!

True luck struck, and the great force sank, and the spearman saw the tip of the spear fall inch by inch until it fell to the ground. This person, the strength of this Qin army general is greater than the strongest warrior of all the tribes of the Great Moon Clan.

At the moment when they were still shocked, Xia Yu moved again, hanging lightly, the long sword flew, and the flowers and plums bloomed in the necks of these people.

When Xia Yu jumped out of the circle, all the spearmen who were enclosed fell to the ground. The idea that he is not a man, that he is a devil spreads among all the survivors.

And Xia Yu didn't pay attention to these, Ling Bo moved up in small steps, Xia Yu was like entering a no-man's land, and set off a bloody storm on the way to the king's tent of the Chinese army.

One person, ten people, one hundred, five hundred, Xia Yu didn't know how many he had killed, he also had to let the blood splash on his body, and when he saw the golden royal tent that was two stories high, he found that the hilt of the sword was a little slippery.

The blood of the enemy stained his sword red, and also stained his black armor with a layer of blood, and the evil qi that can only be condensed by killing the living is as thick as substance on Xia Yu's head.

Men should kill people, and they will not stay for thousands of miles. Looking at the frightened five hundred soldiers on both sides of the king's tent with expressionless eyes, Xia Yu had a playful thought, he wanted to see how many hundred people, with cold weapons, would take the shortest time to kill.

Some people say that it is not easy to use a gun, but Xia Yu does not believe in this evil.

"Use the skill - 'Chest-beating Fury'." Word by word, Xia Yu said this sentence that no one could understand except him.

Everyone looked at Xia Yu with the same gaze as if they were looking at the God of Killing, but at this moment, his bloody body seemed to burst out again.

No, not as if, but rather, the air around him had become a little distorted under the disturbance of the overflowing true qi, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned as if a demon was grinning.

Before the battle began, the psychological defense line of these people was broken through by Xia Yu, even if they hadn't put down the swords and guns in their hands at this moment.

The next moment, Xia Yu was lost in everyone's sight. The body value of each quality increases by 50%, duration: two minutes, this is the skill chest beating rage.

The higher agility made the person who was too focused completely lose his trace, and Xia Yu, who did not even leave an afterimage, rushed into the enemy, and the true qi in his body was so much that it was about to burst out by Xia Yu was poured into the bronze sword and thrown away with a sword.

"Whoosh~~" The air seemed to be compressed into a crescent moon and flew out more than ten meters, and the more than twenty elite foot soldiers who had not yet realized what was happening found that their vision was lowering, and when they looked down, there was a smooth oblique incision between their upper and lower bodies, and their upper body had just slipped off.

The blood in the arteries gushed out like a fountain, and Xia Yu didn't expect that the three-inch sword light that could only be emitted with all his might could only be emitted could be directly turned into sword qi at this moment, cutting the human body as sharp as a laser.

"The devil, he's definitely the devil." It was as if it were crazy to see more than fifty foot soldiers of his companions being tortured and killed like this at close range, no one could do this, only the devil.

They knew very well what the fate of the fight with the devil would be, and they threw the scimitar in their hands, and they ran in other directions in a panic, and they didn't dare to stay here for a second longer.

But do you want to go and say hello to Xia Yu? He's going to kill all 500 people before he pinching the stopwatch, isn't it too irresponsible for you to do that?

They haven't run out of a dozen steps, the faster sword qi blade will catch up with them and divide the body, at this moment Xia Yu feels very good, the three-foot sword in his hand, which represents peace of mind, the single-person operation of the hot weapon will also lose its efficiency in front of Xia Yu at this moment, a sword harvests dozens of lives, Xia Yu during the explosion period does not have to worry about the consumption of true qi in the body.

Compared with the mechanical operation of a firearm pulling the trigger, the sword dance is more in line with the definition of aesthetics. Killing is an art, and the end of life must be honored in the most beautiful way.