Chapter 225: Slaying the Dragon

"Boom! boom!"

The arrows in the sky were overwhelmingly attacking Yan Wenxuan, and countless halberds with cold light also followed.

"Buzz!"

A melodious sword roar resounded in the air, this sound was very small, far inferior to the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and not as good as the roar of the black-armored soldiers, but after it appeared, it overwhelmed everything and became a sound that everyone could not ignore.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Countless long arrows finally fell, stabbing at the sword light that Yan Wenxuan swung, and the noisy sound was like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.

The arrows were like a curtain of rain, as if they were pervasive.

And Yan Wenxuan waved the wooden sword, emitting a brilliant brilliance, and in an instant, he swung the arrows that shot at the sword.

If the arrow is a raging storm, then the sword in Yan Wenxuan's hand is an impermeable umbrella, protecting his entire person intact.

"Bell!

Mars are shining, and the harsh sound is endless, and the scalps of the people around me are numb.

There were piles of broken arrow feathers under his feet, he straightened his back, and the wooden sword in his hand hit the halberd, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.

"You are strong, but you are no more!"

"The so-called First Army of Great Qin is too disappointing!"

Yan Wenxuan's face was calm, the sword moves in his hand were not subtle, and there were no superfluous changes, but they were fast and powerful.

Others just saw a cold light flashing in front of them, and there were already dozens of corpses on the ground.

There was only a slight trace of blood on the bodies of those who died, and this inconspicuous wound should be nothing, after all, the scars on their past bodies were even more shocking.

This group of tiger and wolf masters had suffered more serious injuries, and even if they were slashed ten times, and the knife went deep into the bone marrow, they still survived.

But now they lost their lives because of this small bloodstain, which is unbelievable, but it is a fact that cannot be believed.

"Boom!!Boom!!"

Yan Wenxuan walked step by step and fell into the crowd.

Suddenly, the sound of weapons and corpses falling mixed together, and the crowd of black pressure was like the ebb tide of the sea, which was extremely fast and shortened at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

The sound of the bell and the sound of the sword is like a fierce war drum on the battlefield, resounding continuously.

The noise came and went, the wails resounded through the battlefield, and the exclamations continued to be heard.

Even if these people are one in a hundred tiger wolves, they can just be similar, not really emotionless beasts.

They are human beings, and they also have weaknesses.

Because it's human, it's scared, it's afraid.

Even though most of them were ready to be martyred for Great Qin, they still couldn't help but feel frightened when faced with this vegetable-like slaughter.

If you are human, you will be afraid!!

Judging from Yan Wenxuan's one-sided killing speed, maybe it only takes half a day for them to be killed cleanly.

What really makes people feel creepy is his eyes, which are extremely flat from beginning to end.

As if he was not killing, but using a broom, dusting off fallen leaves.

Only then did everyone understand that what Yan Wenxuan said before that the 100,000 army was like a no-man's land, it was not bragging, but that he really had this strength.

Now people are desperately hoping that sentence is just a big word he said, but the cruel reality is in front of them, and now they can't do anything but resist.

These people have been on the battlefield before, and they know very well that if they lose their weapons and flee now, it will affect the team that pounces on them, leading to the collapse of the army, causing serious consequences.

This group of black-armored soldiers who are brave and good at fighting, and are rated as tigers, wolves and lions, are all lost and frightened.

They couldn't see Yan Wenxuan make a move, but they knew that if he waved the wooden sword in his hand lightly, dozens of his companions would fall to the ground and die.

Maybe one moment, or maybe the next, they will finally become part of the corpse.

"This person's swordsmanship has reached the point of being unpredictable, and it is impossible to kill him with the tactics of crowds!" One of the soldiers turned pale, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"If you want to kill a character like him, you must rely on strong tricks and martial arts, but we don't have any of these!" Someone trembled, and the whole person fell into indescribable panic.

"A master like him, looking all over the world, there are few of them, do we ......" Some people are full of courage and have no courage to fight again.

"Woo!

Frightened roars and gasps sounded, adding a lot of chill to the killing.

Outside the city of Chang'an.

An old man stared at the city in front of him with a complicated expression, his eyes full of emotion.

"It's a good thing that you bring peace to the world!"

He sighed and whispered, "Although the country is beautiful, to you, it is just a burden. ”

"Today, I cut the luck of Daqin for you, so that you don't have to worry about the future!"

"Although Zhang Sanfeng is very cowardly and does things out of tune, he has indeed found a good apprentice!!"

The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of waves, he let go of his trembling fist, and continued: "You can't be soft-hearted, once you are soft-hearted, your strength will be weakened, and they are the same......"

"I look down on Zhang Sanfeng, just because he does things squirmingly, but it wasn't until I reached his realm that I realized how difficult the path he chose!"

The old man's face was wrinkled, and his eyes were cloudy and lackluster. He hunched his back, his body shaking from time to time.

It looked like an old man with half a foot in the coffin, exuding the air of twilight, as if it only took a small wind and rain to knock him down.

He looks ordinary, but everyone in the world respects him and doesn't even dare to call him by his name.

Lao Weng is a figure in the Daozun period, his surname is Sun, the ancestor of the Sun family in Chang'an.

Others call him Master Sun because his fists are the most terrible fists in the world.

His seniority is very high, and his strength is beyond imagination, so people are willing to call him master.

No matter how dazzling he was when he was young, it couldn't change the fact that he was old.

Can such an old man really regain his former glory?

Master Sun stood in the cold wind, his right hand trembling constantly.

Such a person who is about to do it may not even be able to hold his fists.

"The territory of Great Qin is thousands of miles, and everyone in the world is inextricably linked, and its luck is like a vast ocean, even if ordinary people touch it, they will be wiped out in an instant. ”

Old Man Sun smiled coldly, and he continued: "Although the two hairy boys, Yan Wenxuan and Li Qinglian, are strong, they are still far inferior to me, after all, the old man takes one more step and takes the lead in breaking through the realm......"

"It's a pity......"

He shook his head and sighed, looking sad.

"It's a pity that the old man took the wrong path and couldn't turn back, so he could only die, otherwise it would be the whole world that suffered......"

Master Sun patted the white mourning clothes on his body, and his expression became serious.

"For the world, for the people of the world!!"

"I can only use Daqin's luck to force you once, if the two of you choose the same path as me, the old man will kill you with his own hands!!"

"Hah!!"

He let out a loud cry and threw a punch.

The inconspicuous-looking old man swung out an extremely terrifying fist, and its momentum was like a meteor falling, and it burst out with tens of millions of huge forces.

"Boom! boom!"

Under the squeeze of his strength, the air made an earth-shattering loud noise. The small fist seemed to be a mountain standing up to the sky, and it went straight towards Chang'an City.

On his fist, a blazing flame suddenly rose, and a dazzling light bloomed.

Indescribable pressure came out of Master Sun's body wantonly, and he swung his fist towards Chang'an City, but it felt as if it was not a fist, but a scorching sun with great momentum.

The entire Chang'an's qi seemed to be imprisoned by his fist, and even time became extremely slow.

In front of the palace of Emperor Qin.

Fallen leaves fall at an extremely slow pace.

The chaotic wails were also intermittent.

He ...... Be...... Demon...... Ghost...... Ah......" A black-armored soldier had a face full of disbelief, and the halberd in his hand was stabbed at Yan Wenxuan, at such a ridiculous speed, even a snail could easily dodge.

"For ...... Miscellaneous...... ......"

Yan Wenxuan spoke in a low voice, and his voice became unusually slow.

He dodged the swinging halberd sideways, and the speed of the whole person seemed to be slowed down dozens of times.

"Buzz!"

Yan Wenxuan slashed out his wooden sword and stabbed the soldier, and it took a long time to hear the sound of falling to the ground.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

It was supposed to be a reluctant roar before death, but it sounded like he was deliberately letting out three or four wails in a row.

The other side.

The national teacher sneered, turned around and slapped at the young man who had attacked him.

However, his arm stretched out into the air, and he strangely found that his earth-shattering blow became extremely slow.

"Old ...... East...... West...... Not...... Eat...... Rice...... Ah......h

The young man seemed to anticipate this, and he tilted his body slightly, easily dodging the other party's attack.

Although the speed of the two people was very slow, there was a distance between them, and by the time the attack of the national division arrived, the other party had already dodged.

The national teacher expected that the other party would not be able to react, so he didn't consider the follow-up changes, but he didn't expect to be caught off guard and stabbed in the chest by the young man.

"Bang!!"

The self-proclaimed invincible national teacher flew out upside down, his face full of inexplicability, and he didn't even have time to think about why this happened.

The distance between him and the young man who attacked him was less than three feet, but it seemed that there was a distance from the ends of the world.

The national teacher has always had confidence in himself, let alone three feet, even if he is separated by a hundred zhang or a thousand zhang, he can hit the other party in an instant.

"This ...... Two...... Piece...... Person...... How...... What...... Return...... ...... thing"

Lin Xuan's shocking voice was stretched long, as if it had an echo.

"How...... What...... ......"

He looked at the dramatic scene outside the house, thinking that the two people were acting, deliberately pretending to be ghosts, but he didn't expect that his voice was also wrong.

It's not that they're pretending, it's not my problem, it's that it's slowing down!

Lin Xuan thought of this, and a seeping cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Outside the city.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and the original sunny weather, I don't know when it changed, was replaced by a picture of black clouds pressing down on the city.

The wind suddenly rose.

An oppressive and suffocating aura suddenly filled the sky.