The little emperor suppressed the killing intent in his heart and prepared to humiliate Lin Jian again.

"Don't force yourself to die anymore, I see your desire to survive in your eyes, as long as you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, maybe I will spare your dog's life!"

Lin Jian looked at the little emperor inexplicably, his face full of sympathy.

"Did you go insane last time you were scared by me? Now you're hallucinating? From which blind eye do you see I'm scared?

You're the one who's supposed to be scared! You don't want to play under my crotch like you did that day. ”

The little emperor was completely enraged by the word crotch, recalled his humiliating experience, and gritted his teeth and said to the generals around him.

"Kill him! I'm going to tear him to pieces. ”

The generals around the emperor couldn't help but want to kill Lin Jian for a long time, but because the emperor didn't give an order, they didn't make an initiative to kill him.

At this time, he listened to the emperor's order and killed Lin Jian.

More than a dozen "innate masters" wearing armor slashed towards Lin Jian with blades in their hands, and the weapons in their hands emitted all kinds of aura.

Kneeling on the ground, everyone exclaimed, and there were more than a dozen rare innate masters in the rivers and lakes at once.

The awe of the imperial court in everyone's hearts is deeper, and the imperial court that controls the resources of the world is indeed not comparable to the Jianghu sect.

With countless talents in the world, coupled with countless natural treasures, the royal family has cultivated more than a dozen innate masters, and even more is reasonable.

More than a dozen innate masters besieged Lin Jian, and there was no need for the army to make a move, Lin Jian had no way to live.

Third-rate masters may have a dozen or a dozen because of the strength of their skill-level weapons, but this will not occur in the realm of second-rate first-class masters, and there will be a dozen three or five at most.

Cultivating to the innate masters, all of them are not weak in their cultivation techniques, and one dozen or two are extremely dangerous, let alone a dozen or a dozen.

Lin Jian looked at the dozen or so innate masters who rushed up with disdain, opponents of this grade were not worth his hands.

Lin Jian stood still, letting the anger of more than a dozen masters fall on him.

The little nun looked at Lin Jian's movements, let out a sad cry, and wanted to rush forward, but was tightly held by the six immortals of Peach Valley.

The little emperor didn't want Lin Jian to die so easily, but it was too late to stop it.

More than a dozen innate Gang Qi fell on Lin Jian's body without cutting a single skin, and at a faster speed than when they came, they each flew back to the Gang Qi's master.

The sound of anger in the flesh was remembered, and more than a dozen innate masters fell to the ground, clutching their injured bodies and letting out a howl.

The onlookers looked at such an unreasonable scene, their faces were shocked, and they were angry and flew upside down, subverting their understanding of martial arts.

The little emperor stared at Lin Jian deadly, but he didn't expect that more than a dozen hidden innate masters of the royal family had not taken him down, so he could only send out a large army.

"Let's go up and kill him!"

Thousands of soldiers walked out of the brigade, formed a square military formation, and killed Lin Jian.

The general who commanded the army also wanted everyone to go together, but in such a small place, sending so many people to besiege one person was already the limit, and no matter how many people there were, I am afraid that there would be no place to show it.

Lin Jian watched as countless soldiers rushed over, silently raised his hand into the air, and summoned a colorful sword from the system.

Lin Jian's hand emitted a dazzling seven-colored light, shaking so that everyone present couldn't open their eyes, and when he slowly got used to the dazzling light, a huge seven-colored Taiji diagram with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared in Lin Jian's hand.

The Tianmen Daoist and the Wudang Sect are both Daomen, and they are a little familiar with Lin Jian's Taiji diagram of shuriken qi.

"This Taiji diagram is somewhat similar to the Taiji sword diagram of the Wudang Sect, but the Taiji sword diagram is only the size of a grinding disc at the maximum, how can it be so big!"

Lin Jian gasped, and threw the seven-colored Taiji diagram of the sword qi at the soldiers' phalanx with all his might, this move was very consuming of true qi, and with Lin Jian's massive amount of true qi, he could only make one move in a short time.

The image of Colorful Tai Chi was a huge flesh grinding disc, which instantly grinded half of the soldiers' phalanx, and all kinds of stumps and broken arms were scattered on the ground.

Many of the soldiers screamed horribly and retreated like madness, but instead of stopping them, the commander of the battle fled with them.

The comrades-in-arms who were still standing by his side just now turned into a pile of flesh and blood in an instant, and there was nothing more terrifying than this.

Although they are all elites in a hundred battles and are not afraid of dying in battle, they cannot afford to lose half of them before they reach the enemy's side.

Whether it was the people in the rivers and lakes present or the soldiers, they had more or less lives in their hands, but they had never seen such a tragic scene, and many people fell on the ground and vomited.

Lin Jian looked at his hands in disbelief, he didn't expect that the Taiji diagram he sent out was so powerful.

The little emperor fell from his horse, and lay on the ground shivering, muttering incessantly.

"Is this man the devil?"

The veteran general who commanded the army beside the little emperor dismounted and helped the little emperor up.

"Your Majesty can't lose your proportions, if you panic, our 100,000-strong army will definitely flee in panic.

The situation just now looks scary, maybe with only one trick, we have more than 100,000 people, and he can't kill them all if he is tired!"

The little emperor clung to the old general's arm, as if seeking comfort.

"Yes! With such a powerful demonic art, there must be some restrictions, kill him immediately!"

The old general appeased the little emperor, got up and gave orders to many soldiers majestically.

"His Majesty the Emperor is the son of the Mandate of Heaven, there must be the blessing of God, this demon can only make one move, everyone don't have to be afraid, go up together to kill him, kill the demon Taoist, and tear the earth and seal the king. ”

Many soldiers who were about to escape listened to the old general's order, and they didn't care about escaping, staring at Lin Jian with blood-red eyes.

The temptation of splitting the earth and sealing the king is too great, it is worth their hard work for this, so many people are watching, and they are not afraid that the emperor will regret it.

Thinking of this, many soldiers rushed towards Lin Jian regardless of life and death, not seeking to kill Lin Jian, just picking up a few pieces of flesh and blood from Lin Jian's body, they could be glorious for a lifetime.

Lin Jian's next move completely destroyed the confidence of many soldiers.

One after another, the Taiji Sword Diagram, which was no smaller than just now, sent out from Lin Jian's hand, bombarding the side of the soldiers who rushed over.

Every sword diagram that fell, it was accompanied by the disappearance of thousands of human lives.

Many soldiers and soldiers seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water from their heads, and they instantly became sober and collapsed like crazy.

"This man is the devil, let's run!"

Although it is good to be prosperous and rich, what can you enjoy if you have no life.

The people in the rivers and lakes kneeling on the ground looked at Lin Jian, who was like a god, and their hearts were like a stormy wave.

From now on, the pattern of the world will change, and the era of one man against ten thousand armies will come.