"Qi Jun is here. Qi Jun is here." In the dark night, the shouts resounded through Zhuxian Town. The people's faces were pale, and the panic caged in the whole town. The children were even more frightened and cried.

Outside the town, a hundred thousand troops of Qi state have formed a square formation, surrounded Zhuxian Town from all directions. This battle is even more like the general scar in the past. At the moment, the world in everyone's eyes has turned black and dark, and there is no light at all. Death will greet them.

"It's really the son of the king of Qi." On the top of the gate, Yang Xuan sighed. It seemed that he could see the prince of Qi in the chariot from a distance. He was very relaxed and comfortable.

"A hundred thousand troops, good courage to unite the family." Shangguan nine tut tongue way.

"This lineup is worthy of Wulin mythology." Ling Feng a smile, the side head looks to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen down calm, quietly standing, no joy no worry.

"No way." Yang Ge Lao looks at Ye Chen and asks tentatively.

"At will." Ye Chen's words are plain and light. The Qi family army outside the town is really powerful. At least, it is much stronger than the army of King Yan. Most of the time, the king of Qi managed his troops skillfully, which made this division of tigers and wolves. However, it doesn't matter. How many people come here is useless.

"In the legend of Wulin, is it you who come out by yourself or the king killed in it?" In his eyes, the so-called Wulin people are nothing. No matter how strong they are, they are just ants in front of the army.

"You and I are at peace with you this time." Ye Chen said.

"It's a great way to smooth the world." The prince of Qi smiles and twists his neck comfortably, "I have 100000 elite soldiers, afraid of you?"

Ye Chen didn't say anything. He stepped out of the gate and went down to the gate. He was still carrying the xuanlei sword of Yang Ge. He didn't show his face. He wanted to kill the immortal town. To keep quiet, he had to see blood. He had decided to kill people. For example, the prince of Qi, only when he was afraid would he be honest and understand how terrible he was.

Seeing ye Chen go down, Yang Xuan and others who are in the city tower are all in spirits. They also want to have a look. The Wulin mythology is the first and only one who dares to face up to 100000 troops since ancient times.

"Is that the myth of Wulin?" The Qi army whispered and looked at Ye Chen curiously.

"It's said that he's very good. He won't be defeated in the ghost mountain."

"What's the use of being powerful? It's better than 100000 troops?"

"Ye Chen, you have enough seed." In the discussion, the prince of Qi laughed, and was more excited than Yang Xuan and his sons. A grim smile rang through the three armies and said, "I'll catch the king alive."

Under the command, the shouts of killing suddenly rose, and the front row infantry all made the attack posture, holding spears to kill, like a dark sea tide, surging and rolling, to drown Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's pace is not slow, but it is extremely mysterious. In walking, the congenital vigorous Qi overflows and gathers the vigorous Qi mask. Yang Xuan is embarrassed to see. That night, the old Taoist priest of Yinshan was robbed. Most of Ye Chen used the gang Qi mask, which mistook Ye Chen for him and made a series of nonsense.

During the talk, the two sides have already contacted. The soldiers who rush in front are called brave. The most important thing is that there are many people and have enough confidence. What about the legend of Wulin? We have 100000 troops.

Ye Chen was indifferent and waved the Xuan Lei sword. A layer of sword spirit spread infinitely. The soldiers who charged in front of him turned into blood fog, and even the screams were saved. The soldiers who charged behind suddenly changed color. However, they rushed too fast to stop the car, and the board bumped into it. You can imagine the next scene and joined the huangquan.

At least 300 people were buried and more than 500 seriously injured.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

With the blood shining, ye Chen's killing began. Everywhere he passed, there was a pool of blood. The soldiers in armor were more vulnerable than tofu. No one could stop him or get close to him. The killed people were tumbling around. Yang Xuan and others were boiling with blood. The inside story of immortals was not built. In the army, they were like entering a place without human beings These individuals, they think they can't.

At one corner of the city wall, many people of Zhuxian Town were lying there peeping. They were all swallowing their mouths. It was not that they had never seen a war. But it was the first time that one person took on 100000 troops.

Compared with Zhuxian Town, the prince of Qi's son-in-law can't hide his surprise.

"Son of a lifetime, retreat!" General Xiao, again.

"I have a hundred thousand troops. Will I be afraid of him?" General Xiao didn't say it was OK. As soon as he said this, the prince of Qi was really excited. He drew out his sword and hissed, "kill, kill this king."

Under this order, the charge is not only infantry, but also heavy Armored Cavalry. The horses are braving, and the ground shaking with the sound of horse hooves. Heavy Armored Cavalry are the main force of marching and fighting. Ten thousand cavalry can smash the line-up of 100000 infantry. At the moment, they are used to deal with Ye Chen. The people on the tower can't help laughing.

Under the attention of the public, tens of thousands of iron horses killed Ye Chen.

However, the picture of Ye Chen being trampled into blood mud doesn't appear. Instead, he rushes up and is cut off. The cavalry in heavy armor is dressed up in front of Ye Chen. Moreover, ye Chen's body method is not ordinary. His body shape is like a ghost. He shuttles among the horses, and the spear stabbed by the cavalry does not even touch the corner of his coat.The picture, some bloody, flowing blood, gathered into news, Rao is Yang Xuan and other people, also see with horror, let alone kill the people in Xianzhen Town, this is not a war, this is a unilateral massacre!

I don't know when, the cry of killing just annihilated.

Heaven and earth, in a dead like silence, overlooking, the earth is full of corpses, the sky is turbulent with blood mist, and there are no less than tens of thousands of people who died in battle.

To see the land, no one charged, but ye Chen was still walking slowly, calm as water, no joy or sorrow. Every time he went further, tens of thousands of soldiers opposite him stepped back.

It was a frightening picture. One hundred thousand troops of the Qi State retreated in a collective manner. No one dared Yingfeng any more. Even the hands holding weapons were trembling. Every pair of eyes was shining with fear. Ye Chen was no longer regarded as a human being. They regarded him as a god of killing. When they raised their hands and threw their feet, they could reap life. In front of Ye Chen, they were just like ants.

Also in retreat, there are the prince of Qi, legs soft, nearly fell, which was previously comfortable posture, have seen strong, have not seen so strong, have seen strange, have not seen so abnormal.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the king." The prince of Qi hissed because ye Chen had already passed the heavily armored cavalry and went straight to the chariot where he was. It seemed that he was going to cut him off together.

After that, 30000 bowmen and crossbow men all bent their bows and arrows.

In an instant, the sound of swishing sound sounded, and the arrows were like the rain of arrows all over the sky, drowning to Ye Chen. It was an undifferentiated attack. Rao was a lonely sword sage. When he saw it, he felt his scalp tingle. If he was, he would die. Yang Xuan, who is famous for his defense, also counseled that congenital vigorous Qi can protect himself, but it depends on the situation. Thirty thousand bows and crossbows can shoot him into a sieve Strange, there are too many arrows.

They took cold air, but ye Chen urinated, and his slow pace never stopped. This time, he did not hide, and let the arrows and rain shoot down all over the sky and did not move at all.

Once again, the world saw that he was domineering. The arrows rained all over the sky and shot on the gang gas hood, making a metal collision sound, and then it broke, and could not break his defense at all.

"This..." Thirty thousand bowmen were stunned and forgot to bend the bow again.

"This Qi Wang Shizi's eyes stand out and look at Ye Chen in disbelief. Is he a monster? Invulnerable?

Therefore, he still didn't know ye Chen. What's more, his sword was much better than bow and arrow. A hundred thousand swords were in court, and a large number of archers fell to the ground. It was really the autumn wind that swept the leaves.

At this time, the Qi army was completely frightened. No matter the infantry, the heavily armored cavalry, or the archers, they were in a great disorder. They left their armor and took off their armor, and all of them were defeated.

"Well done." Even the people of Zhuxian Town climbed up the city wall, raised hoes and iron Catalans, and cheered Ye Chen. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were killed and were afraid of a bird. The myth of the Wulin is not as simple as saying.

"Steady, steady." Compared with Zhuxian Town, the prince of Qi was a little crazy. He roared like a mad dog, hoping that the soldiers would regroup and kill Ye Chen again.

"Son of a lifetime, retreat!" The general was so flustered that he was shocked beyond measure by Ye Chen. He had been in the battlefield for decades, but he still saw Ye Chen and others for the first time. One hundred thousand soldiers killed by one person were defeated, but they could easily pass through the heavily armored cavalry. Even 30000 crossbows could not be hurt. That was not a human being, but a God.

"No retreat, no retreat." The prince of Qi roared, and the prince of Qi's family led a hundred thousand troops. However, he was killed by one person and all of them were defeated. How could he be shameless when the matter came out.

When General Xiao saw this, he gritted his teeth and picked up the prince of Qi's son in one hand, put it on the horse's back, and immediately withdrew. The opponent was obviously not an ordinary person. If he continued to fight, the whole army would be destroyed. It doesn't matter if the prince of Qi blames him, his life will not be saved.

When he retreated, he still took the prince of Qi with him. The Qi army behind him ran faster. He did not step firmly, but fell to the ground, and then ran in a rolling manner.

Ye Chen didn't catch up with him, but his goal had been achieved. After this war, most of the sons of the king of Qi did not dare to come back. Even if he wanted to come, the king of Qi would not allow him to come. He killed tens of thousands of people without any damage. No one dares to provoke him. Let alone the king of Qi and other princes, if you want to unify the country, don't provoke him.

"Let the king go down." Here, the prince of Qi was still barking like a mad dog. He wanted to get off his horse, but he was held down by General Xiao.

In front of them, a group of men and horses appeared, wearing the armor of the Qi army. However, each body was stained with blood. Judging from the posture, it was just after a bloody battle.

"Son of a generation." The leader fell from his horse's back and fell to the foot of the prince of Qi. "The state of Zhao attacked Tongguan secretly, and Tongguan was lost."

After hearing this, the prince of Qi's son was weak again. This time, he knelt on his knees with a pale face. He knew what it meant when Tongguan was lost, which meant Zhao Jun. he could drive straight in and attack the capital of Qi. If other princes also took advantage of the fire, the state of Qi would probably be destroyed.

"My son, are you satisfied now?" General Xiao laughed, and his smile was filled with grief and indignation.

The son of the prince of Qi collapsed on the ground, shivering and satisfied. Now he was really satisfied. A tide of regret filled his heart. He made a terrible mistake.