There was a soft "puff".

A master from Yan Realm had already appeared in front of Huang Zhenwei like a ghost. The purple-light natal sword in his hand directly penetrated Huang Zhenwei's chest and abdomen, and came out from behind Huang Zhenwei.

The Yan Realm Master's eyes were red when he saw that nearly 20,000 soldiers were killed by Yuan Wu's sword, and his heart was full of death. However, he was stunned for a moment.

He never thought it was so easy.

Huang Zhenwei is the personal master of Mo Shoucheng, who guards Changling. He has long been a master of the seventh level. How high is his cultivation? How could he be so easy to stun the sword?

Blood and true energy rushed out like a rainbow behind Huang Zhenwei.

However, just when the Yan Realm Master was stunned, the blood and true energy suddenly paused like a living creature, but instead contracted into Huang Zhenwei's body.

Huang Zhenwei looked indifferent, pointed his right hand as a sword, and shot out a golden sword energy directly.

The master of Yan Realm was pulled out sharply to block the golden sword weapon. However, with a roar, the master of Yan Realm could not stop the power of the sword at all, and half of his body was directly shocked into blood mist!

Huang Zhenwei did not stop. There were two kinds of mists wrapped in the pierced blood hole on his body, which was completely different from the flesh and blood of a normal practitioner. It looked like a mysterious world was transforming, and the wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His figure disappeared directly beside the master of Yan Realm who was killed by his sword, and appeared beside a master in a black robe.

It seemed that just glanced at the master, two golden vital energy in the air were like two waterfalls, attacking left and right, like two huge walls pressing towards the master.

The black-robed master shouted in fear, and his energy surged wildly. Countless black winds rotated around his body, but they could not rush out of the two huge walls to surround him. Countless violent collisions sounded at the same time in an instant, and countless pieces of flesh and blood flew out from the overflowing black wind.

This master was actually killed by Huang Zhenwei with one blow.

The whole audience was shocked!

The other masters who fought for the determination to die also paused and their bodies were trembling.

Huang Zhenwei instantly killed the Grandmaster, which was exactly like Yuan Wu taking action himself. Even the means of using the energy of heaven and earth were not just seven realms.

As for the vital points of the body being penetrated instantly, it recovered quickly and had no effect on taking action. This was simply impossible for those practitioners who practiced Yin gods and ghosts in the Great Qi Dynasty to do it.

Emperor Yuanwu stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

Countless smoke and dust accompanied by the chaotic and rioting vitality, rose from the ground, like thick fog, gradually covering his figure.

On the extremely bloody battlefield ahead, blood gathered into a river and spread towards him along the ground.

His face was confident and majestic, and his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

This kind of pleasure and satisfaction is even comparable to the pleasure and satisfaction he had when he occupied Zheng Xiu in Changling.

He completely controlled Huang Zhenwei and deliberately received the sword of the master.

The medicinal power of this ancestral mountain immortal medicine is no different from what he expected, it is so powerful.

On the battlefield where blood flowed, Huang Zhenwei took action again.

His feet fell heavily to the ground, splashing a wave of blood. He ignored the shock of these masters, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of golden sword energy, and directly crashed into a master directly in front of him.

The master was frightened and did not dare to fight at all, so he fled back frantically.

Three masters joined forces on both sides, and the three sword energy rushed towards Huang Zhenwei like three mountains.

Huang Zhenwei took the lead!

There was a loud thud, and many soldiers behind felt darkness in front of them, their ears roared, and they could not hear other sounds for a moment.

Huang Zhenwei's rushing figure was suppressed, his sword energy was entangled with wounds, and there were deep wounds that could see the bones, and bleeding was flowing from his mouth and nose.

However, among the three masters who had all their strength to shoot, one of them exclaimed in horror.

Because such injuries had no effect on Huang Zhenwei at all, he waved his hand and several flying swords condensed by holy light had already flown in front of the master.

Because of the attack just now, the true energy in the master was still turbulent and unable to condense.

Puff puff puff puff!

This master could not make any effective defense at all, and his body was slashed into pieces by these several sword lights.

"Yuanwu! How dare you fight alone with me!"

A master went crazy. No matter how Huang Zhenwei jumped into the air, rushing towards Yuanwu like a meteorite, and roared sharply to the sky.

"presumptuous!"

"By you?"

Under the smoke and dust, Yuan Wu shouted coldly.

With these two cold shouts, two obvious holes appeared in the smoke and dust, and transparent sword light burst out.

The first sword light surged, and the master held it with both hands, and countless golden sparks bloomed in front of him.

The second sword light surged, and the master screamed, his body was cut off from it, falling violently from the air.

At this time, the Great Qin cavalry had rushed not far behind Yuan Wu. Seeing this scene, there were another tsunami-like cheers and shouts of killing.

The three Yan Qi vanguard troops in front of them were completely frightened.

Even the masters who rushed out before could no longer control their state of mind.

"ah!"

A master first couldn't suppress his inner fear and turned around and ran away.

"This kind of immortal body is too weird, and it is meaningless to fight hard to die."

Another master said this and then quickly retreated. In addition to explaining to these masters who fought side by side, this sentence is more like convincing himself, so as not to lose his fighting spirit forever in the future and never make any progress in his cultivation.

The remaining masters were still hesitating, and Huang Zhenwei had continued to cover up and kill.

There was a loud bang.

Huang Zhenwei broke the great sword of a master with one hand, and with the sword light in his hand, his whole arm pierced the master's chest, lifting the master first, and then his arm was shocked, and the master's body was split into pieces like a broken catkin and drifted out.

"This person is definitely no longer Huang Zhenwei!"

The three Yanqi vanguards were unable to rush forward any further and began to defeat. Some of the practitioners had the only sound in their hearts.

Even for the enemy's court, they were sure before that Huang Sishou in Changling was a gentle young practitioner. Even if he killed the enemy, he would not have such a cruel way to destroy the body after the enemy died.

This idea was quickly responded.

This response comes from Huang Zhenwei himself.

The other masters no longer wanted to fight him and fled in all directions.

Without these masters' stop Huang Zhenwei, he instantly entered the three vanguard troops that fled.

Two golden sword lights continued to scatter from his hands, each of which was dozens of feet long, and each time it spilled, it caused a wave of blood, which was extremely bloody and cruel.
Chapter completed!