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Every time Yun Yi slashed a sword, the Tartar Emperor Nurchi took a step back, and after a while, he was covered in bruises.

Nur held the scimitar in his bare hands, panting heavily, but he still had a fierce face, not changing the domineering of the previous king at all, and a pair of eyes stared at Yun Yi viciously.

Although the king is old, the tiger still exists.

Yun Yi was surprised in his heart, although this Nurchi was already old, he was worthy of being the king of the Jin clan. The martial arts are quite good, in addition to the incorruptible body without the steel and iron bones, it is also above the first warrior of the Jin clan, Aolong.

"Just because you want to kill such a ridiculous reason! You are willing to risk life and death to assassinate me!" Hearing Yun Yi's answer, Nurchi was very unwilling in his heart, "How can there be such a fierce man in this world? Could it be that I, the king of Nurchi, will die under the assassination for such an absurd reason in my life!"

He knew that Yun Yi's martial arts were too high, he was never an opponent, in order to survive, he made the last struggle, "What if you let me live today? You and I can use the Yangtze River as the boundary and share the world!"

Nur Chi said this, but his heart was full of gritted teeth, "As long as... As long as I am allowed to escape this catastrophe, he must be cut by this person with a thousand knives one day in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

"Share the world?" A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Yun Yi's mouth, full of playfulness: "Do you think I will believe in the promise of an alien hero? Don't you think I Yun Yi is a three-year-old child? Besides, if I want this world, I will naturally take it myself? Why should others give charity?"

When Nurchi heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, "You even have the heart to compete for the world?"

Yunyi didn't answer, and stabbed straight with a sword, "Don't talk nonsense, eat me with a sword!"

Nurchi was helpless, knowing that this Yunyi already had a killing intention in his heart, it was useless to say more, so he could only barely hold on and wait for others to come to support.

The light of the sword flies, raging in the air.

Every sword qi slashed through, stabbing Nanur Chi all over his body, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of trapped beasts.

Seeing that this Nurchi was about to be beheaded by Yun Yi with a sword, at this time, a group of armored Tartars had already shouted in, "King, let's help you!"

"Dolgon, kill this person quickly!" Nurchi was overjoyed when he saw the burly Tartar who was the leader, and the scimitar in his hand pointed fiercely at Yun Yi, "Whoever wants to kill this person!"

"Kill!" Under the heavy reward, those Tartars were all red-eyed, and they rushed in one by one, regardless of life and death.

In an instant, Yun Yi was surrounded by the Tartar Land, and there were slashing knives on all sides.

Yun Yi fought hard to kill, but those Tartars fought to their deaths one by one, drowning him in it like a tide, and he couldn't rush out at all.

He swept his eyes and saw that Nurchi had fled under the guards.

"Not good!" Yun Yi secretly shouted that it was not good, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in this Tartar military camp, if the stalemate continued, when the other Tartars also arrived one by one, he would no longer have a chance to assassinate Nurchi, and he had to fight quickly.

"Flying Dragons Outside the Sky!" Yun Yi no longer hesitated, his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his body rose into the air, just like the true dragon human sword flying above the nine heavens, heading straight towards Nurchi, and the endless sword qi swayed out, shooting those besieging Tartars to the ground one after another, dripping with blood.

"Stop!" Seeing the power of this sword, Nanurchi suddenly shouted with fear on his face.

Puff puff!

The sound of a sword piercing the heart.

Those Tartar guards desperately blocked in front of Nurchi one by one, but they were pierced one by one by Yunyi's sword like a string of sugar gourds.

Yun Yi didn't stop at all, strode forward, and the tip of the sword had already stabbed straight over.

"Hah, maniac, eat me!" At this moment, a loud roar and a fierce and violent aura rushed over.

"Dolgon, the future regent, keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head?" Yun Yi's eyes swept away, only to see a majestic man with a long whip unique to the Jin clan pounce viciously.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword light slashed through the air.

Dolgon's heart was shocked, instinctively blocked, and intercepted the decapitated sword in front of him, but the next moment a huge surge came, and his whole body was slammed and flew out.

He was sore all over, and he got up in front of him, and suddenly the back of his head was cold, and the black hair in front of him fell scattered and fluttered down.

As soon as Dolgon touched the back of his head, he only felt that the back of his head was empty, his scalp was shaved off, covered with blood, and the pain was incomparable, and suddenly he let out a terrible roar like killing a pig, but the money rattail that he was most proud of was cut off by Yun Yi's sword, and he was directly shaved into a bald head.

But his heart was so grieved that he could no longer care about the severe pain in his body, and rushed up like madness.

"Don't move!" was the sound of a broken cry.

Hearing this, Dolgon and the others immediately stiffened in place, only to see that Yun Yi's pair of swords were already on Nanurchi's neck, as long as they stabbed forward one more inch, their supreme emperor would fall to the ground.

Nurchi's life was under Yunyi's control, and they no longer dared to act rashly.

"Let go of the king!, or you won't want to leave here today!" The hatred of cutting his hair and the fact that his respected king was also threatened by Yunyi, Dolgon suddenly became angry and roared angrily.

"Your emperor is in my hands! dare to be so rampant, give me a retreat, or be careful that your emperor's head is not safe!" Yun Yijian gently sent forward, and the sharp blade suddenly cut through Nanurchi's neck, and blood was dripping.

When Dolgon and the others saw this, they immediately feared and no longer dared to move forward, so they could only shout in broken Chinese: "Let go of the king! Otherwise, you will die here today!"

Yun Yi smiled disdainfully, looked at the dragon chair made of pure gold on the top of the imperial tent, and actually pointed his sword at Nurchi and walked over, sitting on it with a golden sword.

Seeing that the emperor was in his hands, Dolgon and the others could only hold back the humiliation in their hearts and watch that Yunyi sit on the supreme throne of the Jin clan.

When Nanurchi saw this scene, his eyes bulged and he gritted his teeth, but at this time, his fate was in the hands of others, and he could only swallow his anger and beg for his life!

With one hand on the arm of the dragon chair and looking down at the imperial tent, Yun Yi felt a change in his mentality for a moment, a feeling of controlling everything, high in his hand, and the world in his hand.

Once this desire for supreme power is satisfied, the best wine in the world cannot be matched, and people are intoxicated with it.

"Huh, this feeling of controlling the life and death of people in the world is really a bit interesting! No wonder countless heroes have bent their waists!" Yun Yi felt this wonderful feeling, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Nanurchi saw Yun Yi showing a trance on the side, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart. As an emperor, he knew that once a person indulged in this desire to control everything, he could no longer extricate himself. Once the person has a desire for power, he is no longer without flaws. You must know that in today's world, only the Jin clan can satisfy this person's desire for power, but how high is this person's martial arts, and he still wants to become a sword in the hands of the Jin clan?

But the next moment his expression froze.

I saw Yun Yi smile coldly, and said contemptuously from the bottom of his heart: "No matter how the emperor is, this kind of power that does not cultivate himself and is above hundreds of millions of mortals, although it looks beautiful, but once life is exhausted, the dust will return to dust, the earth will return to the earth, and life will return to the earth for a hundred years, but it is just a vain." What is the difference between an emperor and a beggar? Is this what I want! Only martial arts are my true heart, and if I transcend everything, I will be immortal!"

When Nanurchi heard this, his heart was not good, and he was about to cry out.

The next moment a sword swung and all sounds came to an abrupt halt.

"This matter is over, I should be done!"

Yun Yi flicked his clothes, stood up from the dragon chair, and his body rose out of the air, breaking through the top of the imperial tent and quickly swept out.

And Nadorgon and the others were already stunned by what they saw.

I saw that Nanurchi had fallen under the dragon chair, and there was no breath, and blood kept flowing from the broken neck. And on the dragon chair, a line of dragon flying and phoenix dancing has been carved with a fingernail, "Yunyi killed the Tartar puppet emperor here!"

This dragon chair, which originally symbolized the supreme throne of Nurchi, has now become his place of conferment, which has to be said to be a great irony.

"The king's head has been taken by that assassin!" a grief-stricken roar.

The people of Dolgon suddenly lost their minds one by one, and rushed over as if they were crazy, eager to chop Yunyi into a thousand knives and chop them into pulp!

But the assassination of the Tartar Emperor is over!

Yun Yi didn't have the slightest intention of entanglement with them, his body leaped, dodging the sharp arrows shot by those Tartars, his steps were strange, and he quickly killed outside the military formation.

Suddenly, he turned on his horse, and quickly rushed through the siege with a sword in hand, and disappeared in front of the Tartar's eyes in an instant, leaving behind him a roar of grief like the loss of a lone wolf!

(To be continued.) )