The aura of the collapsing array formed a layer of violent wind and waves outside the city, blowing people who couldn't open their eyes.

Uda became stunned in the wind.

The Quartet Heavenly Gate Array that he spent half his life building was enough to trap a million troops, but it was broken by Yun Que's fluttering sword.

Wuda is a strategist, a self-proclaimed chess player, and he controls the life and death of the barbarians and Dayan, and even the god of the Dayan army can play with him.

But today, on the chessboard, a chess piece appeared that he couldn't control.

The chess piece went on a rampage, breaking his layout again and again, until it reached his face.

A game that should have been won was reversed by a small chess piece!

Uda couldn't even believe what he was seeing.

What his own strength, he knows better than others, if it is a real barbarian Hesa, it is not surprising that he was defeated by the Northern Expedition army of Yan State.

But he is not the real Hesa, but the dark sword envoy of the Tianya Sword Pavilion!

A true Yudan powerhouse!

Holding the good card of the barbarian, and the hole cards are out one after another, it can't stop a small foundation!

How can it be...... At this time, Wuda's heart had no other emotions except shock, and there was a brief blank in his mind.

The Four Heavenly Gate Array was broken, and 100,000 battle corpses immediately surged out like a tide.

Once again, the tide of battle has turned.

The combat power of 100,000 war corpses is not weaker than 100,000 blood barbarians.

The black war corpse and the red blood brute were like two surging evil waves, colliding in one place.

The pressure on the Yan State side immediately decreased sharply.

"The sword opens the gates of heaven! Haha, it's fun!" Lan Yu smiled and said, "Cloud boy! Grandpa Lan is proud of you! Kill!"

The morale of the Yan army was greatly boosted and they cheered up and fought with all their might.

Zhou Shibo was full of emotion, he couldn't say anything at this time, he was full of admiration for Yun Que in his heart, and he was extremely respectful of Yun Changji.

"A dragon among men!"

Zhou Jingshu's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she looked in the direction of the city gate in disbelief, the shock that the white-clothed figure brought to her at this moment was the only one in her life.

She had never seen someone so complex.

The cloud in Zhou Jingshu's eyes is sometimes a rough prodigal marquis, sometimes a bold fanatic who even dares to whip the foundation fairy, sometimes a mighty general who refuses to give up a soldier at a critical moment, and sometimes a peerless hero who opens the gate of heaven with his own strength!

What kind of person is he?

Zhou Jingshu couldn't suppress her strong curiosity, wanting to break away the layers of camouflage and see a real cold water marquis.

Zhou Yuanliang's feeling at this time was completely different from his sister-in-law, and what he wanted to see more was how strong Yun Que could be.

Since his trip to the underworld, Zhou Yuanliang has refreshed his senses for Yun Que again and again, first very strong, then extremely strong, and then ridiculously strong.

Now Zhou Yuanliang felt that he could no longer find any words to describe Yun Que's arrogance, if Yun Que told him that he would slaughter the barbarians alone, Zhou Yuanliang would not have the slightest doubt.

It's a humanoid monster!

Zhou Yuanliang couldn't help but come up with the only adjective.

Landot's idea is much simpler. ap.

Ever since he saw Yun Que break out of the formation, Lan Duo told himself: It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, even if you are a monkey in the future, you have to hold on to the big tree of Yun Que, and you won't let go if you kill it!

Wu Dachuan and Lan Yusheng screamed with excitement, and charged with the 100,000 corpse army like chicken blood.

After rushing out of the city gate, Yun Que killed hundreds of blood barbarians one after another, and then went straight to the rear of the Yan army.

He's going to find someone.

Emperor Yuan Ming!

With a murderous aura, Yun Que quickly arrived at the carriage where the emperor was.

A group of guards did not dare to stop them, and they retreated one after another under Yun Que's cold gaze.

Kicking the curtain, Yun Que grabbed Emperor Yuan Ming out.

"Coldwater! What thou wilt thou do?" Emperor Yuan Ming was terrified

Flying outside the sky, he trembled.

"Your Majesty, please take a look at the wonders!"

Yun Que flew high into the air with Emperor Yuanming's sword, pointed at the black wave-like corpse army in the distance, and shouted:

"Five years ago! The barbarian Hesa set up a great array of five elements under the Cold Water City, and my father and 100,000 border troops fought fiercely in the array, and finally all of them died here!"

"Five years! My father trained 100,000 military souls in the underworld, banned 100,000 terracotta warriors in the land of Cold Water City, and continued to play against the barbarians with his dead body!"

"Five years later! My father led 100,000 corpses out of the city, fought 100,000 blood barbarians, saved the Northern Expedition army from fire and water, and dared to ask Your Majesty, is my father the Marquis of Yanmen a wreck, or a coward?"

Yun Que's voice became more and more severe each time, and finally turned into a roar.

Emperor Yuan Ming was stunned and looked at the bloody scene of the corpse army fighting with the bloody barbarians in the distance, and shook his head again and again:

"It's not a wreck! Not a coward! The Marquis of Yanmen is a great Yan Zhongliang! I'm wrong to blame him, wrong to blame him."

Emperor Yuan Ming pretended to be distressed, and squeezed out two tears.

"If only you knew."

Yun Que smiled indifferently, and had no respectful words to the emperor, commensurate with you.

Emperor Yuan Ming didn't hear Yun Que's disrespect, and hurriedly said:

"The Marquis of Yanmen has a credit to Dayan, and he should be rewarded! I give you a thousand acres of fertile land in the Yun family! 100,000 taels of gold! No, a million taels of gold! Aiqing's title of Hanshui Hou will be changed back to Yanmen Hou immediately!"

Yun Que sighed, his smile suddenly turned cold, and said:

"No need, I just need to correct my father's name, as for the Marquis of Hanshui or the Marquis of Yanmen, it is the same as for me, since the decisive battle is imminent, please ask Your Majesty to personally go into battle to kill the enemy!"

Yun Que dropped his flying sword, threw Emperor Yuan Ming on a war horse, and then slammed the horse with his scabbard.

Under the pain of the war horse, the four hooves began to gallop.

Emperor Yuan Ming was so frightened that his face was like a blank piece of paper, and he grabbed the reins and shouted for escort.

No one dared to come.

There is a lack of clouds, and the emperor has become an ornament.

Yun Que picked up a blood-stained long sword from the ground, threw it to the emperor on the horse, and shouted:

"Your Majesty is driving the expedition in person, and the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom will kill the enemy with me! If you don't cower, you won't be forgiven!"

After saying this, Yun Que stared at the national teacher not far away.

Wei Mocheng has always been mixed with the mid-lane pioneer battalion, and has been wandering behind the army since the beginning of the war, with no intention of going into battle to kill the enemy.

Now that the emperor is charging on horseback, the national teacher and the Ethereal Pavilion dare not follow, and Yun Que has the right to designate him as a deserter and use military law to get rid of the Ethereal Pavilion.

Iron Hand gritted his teeth, his face full of anger, eager to peel off Yun Que's skin.

Wei Mocheng was expressionless, urging the horse to chase after Emperor Yuan Ming.

As soon as the national teacher moved, everyone in the Ethereal Pavilion had no choice but to follow and rushed into the battlefield.

The emperor personally went into battle, and the momentum of the Yan army was immediately raised to the limit, and many of the soldiers who were cowering did not dare to think about anything else, and followed the emperor to charge with their heads bored.

At such times, whoever does not come forward will wait to be punished.

Emperor Yuanming's war horse rushed very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to reach the front of the battle.

There happened to be a seriously injured barbarian in front, and Emperor Yuan Ming swung his long knife with all his strength and cut off the opponent's head.

"Hey! I can kill the enemy too!"

As soon as Emperor Yuan Ming had this thought, he was buried by the blood barbarians pouring from all around, and soon after, only a set of tattered dragon robes and some fragmentary wreckage were left in place.

The Ninety-Five is no different from ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.

Emperor Yuan Ming died at the foot of the Cold Water City.

Yun Que didn't care about his move to kill the king.

This emperor, he has long been unpleasant, and he didn't pick the emperor's head on the Jinluan Palace, which is considered his good temper.

There is no way to faint the king, and if you keep it, you can only harm Dayan.

Yun Que himself also rushed into the battlefield, urging the hundred swords to harvest the enemy while observing the dynamics of the Ethereal Pavilion.

The barbarians don't recognize the Ethereal Pavilion, and when they reach the battlefield, the name of the national teacher is no longer useful.

A group of Ethereal Pavilion masters were indeed brave and fought their way out, but in the end they were still overwhelmed by the bloody army.

In this kind of terrifying battlefield, only 100,000 battle corpses can suppress 100,000 blood barbarians, and one or two foundation building monks plus dozens of qi refining cultivators are tantamount to a drop in the ocean, and they will soon be swallowed up by the battlefield.

To Yun Que's surprise, Wei Mocheng died faster.

Yun Que watched as the national teacher was chopped into pulp by a group of bloody barbarians with a giant axe.

The death of the national teacher, Yun Que felt that there was something strange in the accident.

Now is not the time to focus on the death of the country's teachers and students, because there is still a strong enemy that has not yet been eliminated.

Yun Que retracted his hundred swords, and his sharp eyes stared at Hesa Wuda on the bamboo raft.