The strongest world crossing

Seeing Ye Zhen, who was dressed in white and was alone, with a fighting spirit, he unexpectedly forcibly overwhelmed the ten thousand troops of the Yuan Court.

The old bald donkey sighed in Shaolin Temple Kongwen, "This son is not dead, he should be a hero of the world"!

ps: Gao Dynasty is coming, Bronze asks for a ticket!

Chapter 25 A Sword Shatters the Sky

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"kill!"

The Yuan army rushed towards Ye Zhen like a torrent.

The faces of the six major sects behind were peeping at Ye Zhen's shocking fighting spirit. They all blushed and had thick necks. Even the girls of the Emei sect all blushed. Go to the top of the cloud!

"kill!!!"

Vigorously waving the killing weapon in his hand, all of them had red eyes, beards and hair all spread out, roaring and following Ye Zhen's footsteps and rushed towards the Wanjun. Concentrated murderous aura!

Even the general who was far behind the Wanjun was shocked by this group of ferocious men like wolves!

A chill came from the inside out, rushing from the soles of the feet to the top of the Tianling Gai, and shivered abruptly!

He was horrified, and stared closely at Ye Zhen who was about to be killed with Wan Junxue, and thought, "Even in a situation where death is inevitable, this person can still burst out with such a shocking fighting spirit, even more so with his own fighting spirit." How can there be such terrible people in the world if you want to drive this group of stragglers!"

After thinking about it, the general gritted his teeth tightly, pinched his fingers through the armor, pierced deeply into his palm, and roared, "This man must not be left behind! Boys, let these Han people know that we are the heroes of the prairie, kill!!"

"kill!"

The Yuan army, who was terrified by Ye Zhen's shocking fighting spirit, was actually aroused by the general's words to mobilize the fighting spirit in his body, roaring loudly, and rushed towards Ye Zhen like a wolf like a tiger!

"boom!"

The originally invisible and insubstantial aura collided together, and unexpectedly broke out with a thunderous roar!

"kill!"

Ye Zhen shouted loudly, the fighting spirit in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong, his originally cold heart boiled instantly, his internal force turned like a dragon, Wumingjian seemed to feel the master's fighting spirit and woke up, and shouted with a long cry!

"boom!"

There was another loud noise in the field.

Ye Zhen was like a prehistoric beast, he slashed out with a sword, and the crimson sword energy poured down like the Milky Way in the sky, and fell to the ground, shaking the ant-like humans into the sky!

Ten feet of sword energy fell into the thousands of troops, bursting out with sword light, flesh and blood flying, the attic collapsed, human life is worthless at this moment!

A flash of sword light flashed, beheading all the Yuan army in front of him. Ye Zhen's eyes flashed brightly. Go all over the field, piercing through dozens of layers of shields, and flying towards the general's face!

"Protect the General!"

One by one of the Yuan soldiers flew out, trying to resist the sword light, and they did, although they paid hundreds of Yuan soldiers' lives!

"kill!"

The people from the six factions finally collided with the Yuan army, as if a stone was thrown into the sea vigorously. Although it would be swallowed by the sea in the end, they still went forward indomitably, and they were about to smash into a huge wave!

The monks of Shaolin Temple lost the benevolence and compassion of the past, and all of them opened their angry eyes, just like the angry-eyed King Kong that is often said in the family.

Looking at Wudang again, a disciple was hugged by the Yuan army from behind, and when the big sword was about to approach, he raised the long sword with a face of determination, with the tip of the sword facing inward, and with a move of heaven and earth, he used all his strength to hit his abdomen Plug it in!

The tip of the sword entered from the Wudang disciple's abdomen, and Yuan Jun's heart came out. The next moment, the big knife arrived as expected, and half of his shoulder was cut off. Insert it into the heart of Yuan Jun in front of him.

Finally, the Wudang disciple closed his eyes and leaned against the fallen Yuan army.

Tragic, bloodthirsty, nothing is enough to describe the cruelty of the battlefield, blood is flying everywhere, and the sound of killing is loud!

The internal force is turning faster and faster in the body, and it is condensed to the extreme!

In the eyes of others, Ye Zhen, who was fighting with Wanjun, in the silver sword shadow all over his body, a mass of crimson color intensified and gradually bloomed.

Ye Zhen, on the other hand, suddenly fell into a state of no sky, no land, no other, and no self. The sword moves in his hand were sometimes fierce, sometimes ethereal, sometimes merciful, and sometimes chilling.

The long sword has a spirit, Wumingjian seems to have sensed something, the body of the sword trembled violently, and the three-foot sword glow instantly rose seven feet!

All those who came into contact with the Wuming sword, whether they were people or shields, were split into two, and they didn't realize it until the owner fell to the ground.

"what!"

suddenly!Ye Zhen stood with a sword in his hand, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the crimson light all over his body shot up into the sky, hitting the sky directly!

"boom!"

A shocking momentum erupted from Ye Zhen, flying sand and rocks, shaking the earth, and the blue bricks under the feet, together with the Yuan army, seemed to be trampled by ancient giant beasts, huge waves rolled, and everything within a hundred meters was turned into ruins!

In an extremely distant place, Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy descended from the earth, heard the long howl, and was so anxious that she pushed the kidnapped Seventh Prince quickly through the Yuan army and rushed towards the place of the long howl!

In the Wudang camp, Song Qingshu looked in Ye Zhen's direction and exclaimed, "Father! Look at Junior Brother Ye Zhen!"

Everyone who heard Song Qingshu's words turned their heads to look at Ye Zhen, and immediately they were stunned on the spot, exclaiming loudly, "What!"

The Wuming sword was broken, and Ye Zhen sat cross-legged, wrapped in a mass of crimson divine light, and slowly lifted into the air, standing at a height of more than ten meters before coming to rest.

The general in the distance was shocked, seeing the fearful appearance of his soldiers, he shouted sharply, "Shoot the arrow! Even if he is a monster, he will die at the hands of my Yuan Erlang today!"

"shhhhhh"

Tens of thousands of arrows shot towards Ye Zhen, who was sitting upright in the air, without the slightest defense!

Song Yuanqiao yelled sharply, "Comrades, quickly protect Ye Zhen!"

All the red-eyed martial arts people responded one after another, and rushed towards Ye Zhen!

However, before the people arrived, the arrows arrived.

It's just that it didn't happen that people imagined that Ye Zhen was pierced by thousands of arrows and died on the spot.

When all the arrows were about to touch the crimson light, starting from the tip of the arrow, they disappeared silently into nothingness, as if they had never existed in the world!

"Buzz!"

A sword cry resounded throughout Dadu, and then continued to sweep in all directions!

suddenly!Located high in the sky, Ye Zhen, who was like a god, spoke, and the voice seemed to ring in everyone's heart, the morning bell and evening drum, directly hitting the soul!

"The way of the heart, the way of the sword!"