"Sword, Sword God!"
Bai Qi, who was at the forefront of the battle formation, exclaimed, "Is there anyone in the world who can cultivate to the Sword God Stage?"
That's a legendary stage!
But the truth was right in front of him. He Ming, who had cultivated to the Sword God Stage, was charging into the Iron Buddhas' formation with only a long sword.
"Take my Nine Swords of the Exploding Heavens Faction!"
"Sweeping Sword Style!"
"Falling Sword Style!"
"Obscene … ahem, Sky-raising Sword Style!"
The more Bai Qi watched, the more shocked he became. The sword techniques that Xu Que used were all powerful.
Especially the Sky-raising Sword Style, which expanded the sword into a big sword with Sword Qi and pierced through several Iron Buddhas' soldiers.
The Nine Swords of the Exploding Heavens Faction are so horrible!
"What kind of organization is this Exploding Heavens Faction? How could they develop such horrible sword techniques? I'm afraid even the most powerful fighter in the world can't survive one move from them!"
Seeing his soldiers fall one after another, the Iron Buddhas' commander couldn't hold on any longer.
"Iron Buddhas, get into formation!"
With a loud roar, he took the lead and led his soldiers to start running.
The Iron Buddhas were originally an army that focused on charging and killing. Only when they increased their speed would they be the most powerful army.
At this time, they were trapped by Xu Que and couldn't exert their strength at all.
With the commander's order, the soldiers of the Iron Buddhas gathered together like a huge wall that connected heaven and earth, blocking the sunlight. A horrible aura came toward them.
"Kill!"
The commander of the Iron Buddhas roared and began to charge forward.
"Your Majesty, hold on! We're coming! "
Hu Zhengtang led his troops and rushed toward Xu Que.
The two armies were in a chaotic battle. As the commander, Hu Zhengtang was supposed to command the battle.
However, as the Emperor, Xu Que was already deep in the enemy's formation. Hu Zhengtang had to hand over the command to his deputy general, who had followed him for many years, while he led the army straight to Xu Que.
As the Emperor, Xu Que could not afford to lose. Hu Zhengtang was ready for the army behind him to be wiped out.
"You must rescue His Majesty!"
"Yes!"
The troops were also mentally prepared. Each of them had a stern expression on their faces as they tightened their grip on their swords. Their knuckles turned white, and they were ready to strike.
The other countries had already used their annihilation to prove that they had no chance of winning a head-on battle against the Iron Buddhas.
But even their king was standing on the frontline, so what else did they have to be afraid of?
No one knew when Xuanyuan Wanrong had climbed up the city wall. She looked at Xu Que's back, and a trace of worry flashed across her eyes that she didn't even realize.
"Bastard … You don't even know how to cherish your life."
She didn't know when she started to consider Xu Que's safety.
Was it when he demonstrated his ability to govern the country?
Or perhaps it was when they saw him leading an army of three thousand and winning a great victory?
Xuanyuan Wanrong didn't know that this was the first time in her long life that she was unable to control her own emotions.
The two groups of people approached each other at an extremely fast speed. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, as if their blood was boiling.
"Sigh, it's just a war. Why do you have to be so hot-blooded?"
Xu Que said indifferently. He sheathed his sword and took a horse stance. The huge Vital Qi in his body began to surge into his palm.
Violent Vital Qi gathered in his meridians. Xu Que opened his arms to both sides, drew a semicircle, and pushed them forward. "Arrogant Dragon Repents!"
When the commander of the Iron Buddhas saw that Xu Que was no longer using his sword, he immediately sped up and laughed wildly. "This emperor has gone crazy. Brothers, kill him!"
"Kill!" The Iron Buddhas' voice shook the sky, like a monstrous wave that wanted to drown everything in front of it.
Ying Fangwu, who was in the middle of the army, saw that Xu Que had actually put away his sword. He sneered and said, "If this guy didn't throw away his sword, I'm afraid I would have lost a powerful cavalry. It's a pity … His martial arts are extraordinary, but he's an idiot."
The Iron Buddhas were cavalry personally trained by him. Even if they were to face a first-grade master, they could easily tear them apart.
In this world, no one could fight against the Iron Buddhas with bare hands!
Not even the Sword God!
Seeing …
"Roar!"
Suddenly there was an earth-shattering dragon roar between heaven and earth.
Then, a golden dragon gushed out of Xu Que's palms. It was majestic, twisting its huge body, wrapped in unparalleled power, and rushed toward the Iron Buddhas who were reuniting.
Boom!
The figure of the golden dragon instantly covered the whole Iron Buddhas.
The commander of the Iron Buddhas looked at the figure that covered the sky, and his face hidden under the iron armor turned pale.
"This … what the f * ck is this thing?"
The next second, a violent roar exploded, and a large amount of dust was splashed into the air, immediately blocking the sun, and the whole battlefield was extremely dark.
After a long time, the dust dissipated.
Xu Que stood alone in the middle of the battlefield, and opposite him, the Iron Buddhas, which originally had tens of thousands of people, now had less than a thousand people.
Everyone was stunned.
The whole battlefield was silent, and only the wind was whistling.
Whether it was the soldiers of the Eastern Tang or the Qin State, they were all dumbfounded, and their minds were blank.
"What … what kind of martial arts is this?"
"Is this still a martial arts? How can there be such a martial arts in the world? "
"That was a dragon, that was a dragon! Our King of the Eastern Tang is the real Son of Heaven! "
In an instant, Ying Fangwu, who was still in a state of confusion, came to his senses, and his eyes were burning with anger, "Kill him for me! I want him to die! "
He was so angry that he even forgot to call himself "Emperor".
There was only one thought in his mind.
Kill this man!
I am the real Son of Heaven!
No one can rob me of my position as the King of the Nine States!
The Qin soldiers gradually came to their senses, and roared and charged toward Xu Que.
Hu Zhengtang also recovered, and led his troops to collide fiercely with the Qin soldiers.
This battle was fought until the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, and the whole battlefield was covered with blood.
In the battlefield, Xu Que was like a god descending to earth, with a long sword in his hand, and the Qin soldiers were terrified.
An entire army of Iron Buddhas was slaughtered by him alone.
Almost half of the Qin soldiers had been killed by Xu Que.
On the other hand, although the Eastern Tang soldiers had Xu Que as their main fighting force, they still suffered nearly a third of their casualties.
Facing the Qin soldiers who were sweeping through the land, the Eastern Tang soldiers were still not enough.
Large amounts of broken black armour were piled up on the battlefield, like piles of rubbish. Xu Que walked among the corpses, the smell of blood soaring to the heavens beside him.
His white robes were dyed red with blood, and the calm smile on his lips was like that of a demon from hell in the eyes of the Qin soldiers.
"Is he still human …"
"How can there be such a valiant person in this world?"
"This is not possible … this is not possible …"
Xu Que stabbed his long sword into the ground beside him, and roared to the sky, "Who else?"
His voice was deafening, resounding everywhere!
… …
(End of this chapter)
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