"Kill him, kill him--" Huo Tingzun's voice came loudly from the outside.

The enemies around rushed towards Ye Qingxuan together.

Woo, woo--

A shrill sound of trumpets came, and a large group of people appeared outside the palace. Tens of thousands of Dawu troops began to press towards Ye Qingxuan. Among them, there were not only nearly 10,000 imperial guards from the Dawu court, but also more than 10,000 naval troops and thousands of city defense troops. In the critical moment, Huo Tingzun no longer cared about many, and actually used all the military forces he could mobilize to encircle Ye Qingxuan.

For a moment, the enemy was surrounded by signs of enemies, shouting and killing the sky, making people feel like they are unknown where they are.

"Ye Qingxuan... My Great Wu has 200,000 soldiers and horses in Jiangning Mansion. If you have any kindness, you will kill me..." Huo Tingzun was away from home and shouted with all his strength, "All the soldiers, work together to kill Ye thief--those who hurt one place will reward a thousand gold and a title; if you cut one flesh, reward ten thousand gold and a title; if you take your life, reward a million gold and a title will be granted a title!"

As soon as this was said, the surrounding Wu soldiers were like crazy, shouting in unison—

"Kill the Ye thief, kill the Ye thief--"

Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.

Even Xiang Yu, who was a enemy of thousands of people, was dismembered among thousands of troops and horses, and Huo Tingzun did not expect these tens of thousands of troops to kill Ye Qingxuan, but as long as he forced him to retreat, it would be a huge victory for the Great Wu court.

Ye Qingxuan carried Bao'er in his sleep and was so excited that he killed him. Each man and his sword turned into a afterimage at the scene, killing the enemy that was surging like a tide.

At this time, his sword technique no longer had a shocking momentum. Faced with so many army encirclements, large-scale and large-scale killing moves would only consume the qi, just like the previous sword that killed ten thousand enemies. Although it looked amazing and the result was enough to shock the world, the consumed qi also consumed one-third of Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan seems to be relaxed now, but in fact, under continuous consumption, the energy in his body is less than one-tenth.

In order to control the consumption of the qi, Ye Qingxuan's sword technique became extremely simple. If he could take human life with one sword, he would never make a second sword. With the characteristics of "Lingbo Weibu" that can accumulate qi, he kept wandering among the crowd with Baoer on his back, killing the enemy while accumulating qi.

Even though Ye Qingxuan did not use the killing move, the death toll of the Great Wu army continued to rise. The scene was like the Shura hell. Not long after, there were already a layer of corpses lying on the ground, with more than two thousand people.

Ding, Ding!

Ye Qingxuan, who was fighting like a machine, suddenly tightened the Yin-Yang Mingshui Sword in his hand, and was blocked by an old man in Confucian shirt holding a shaking fan.

Ye Qingxuan looked closely and saw that he was one of the masters who had once stood beside Huo Tingzun.

After the old man in Confucian shirt took Ye Qingxuan's two moves, his body shook slightly, and he stood firmly firmly in the same place. He smiled at Ye Qingxuan in a dark voice and said, "I heard that Ye Qingxuan's sword skills are unparalleled in the world. When I see you today, it's just like this! I'm Kuzhu, the "Three Friends of the Year Cold" in Kuzhu, come here to ask... Oh!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan's sword in his hand transformed into three, three transformed into nine, and nine transformed into eighty-one. In an instant, a sword light that was as uniform as a chessboard was drawn in the air, and he rushed towards the pretentious old man in a row.

This famous scholar, who is quite famous in Jiangnan, was shocked and knew that it would be difficult to overwhelm the other party in his momentum. With a short roar, the bamboo fan in his hand shook, and more than ten fan shadows spread out, instantly pointing to several key passes of the chessboard-like sword light, blocking all the approaches to Ye Qingxuan's sword light.

Ding, Ding Ding...

The heavy rain-like collision sound instantly spread. The famous Jiangnan scholar Kuzhu retreated repeatedly in a scream. He was forced to retreat more than twenty steps by Ye Qingxuan with a sword. He stood firm and immediately panted like a cow, staring at Ye Qingxuan, whose true body was reappearing in front of him in disbelief.

At this moment, his clothes on his chest were broken and he was as ragged as a beggar. Fortunately, his martial arts were good, and his [Thirteen Fans of Dead Bamboo] could be regarded as a superb skill, protecting his life. Otherwise, just Ye Qingxuan's sword would be enough to chop him up and feed him to the dog on the spot.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the other party and smiled coldly, saying, "Hmph, the three friends in the year are famous and romantic. Unfortunately, they deceived the world and stole their reputations. They were ashamed of joining the Dawu court, which started a cult. This is really embarrassing to the Confucian school."

"Don't talk nonsense." Kuzhu was shocked. Before he could answer, two people flew next to him, standing on Kuzhu's side.

One of the old men with white hair and childhood face shouted violently, pointing to Ye Qingxuan and shouting: "The Great Wu court respects his teachers and respects the truth, intends to reorganize the world, and has eliminated the evil spirits of the White Lotus Sect. Now it is the beginning of the destruction of all things to be done, and the sword is aimed at the Central Plains. We follow the will of heaven and follow the Emperor of Wu, for the sake of the people of the world, and give the world a bright world."

"Beautiful words." Ye Qingxuan said coldly, looking at the reappearing old man with white hair, he said disdainfully: "This person who talks about it is probably Gu Song of the 'Three Friends of the Year'? I heard that you, a great scholar who practices hard in the mountains, just took more than a dozen concubines on his own mountain, looking for fun every day, but claiming to be patient and waiting for the Dragon Court to recruit talents... Humph, now you are willing to go down the mountain, but are you willing to give up those beautiful wives and concubines on your mountain?"

"You... dare you slander me? I am unwilling to let you go." Gu Song's face turned red with anger, and he shook the green pine sword in his hand, and suddenly rushed forward to face Ye Qingxuan.

At the same time, the old man in red robe on the other side slapped the plum stick in his hand, rushed forward with Gu Song, and shouted: "Don't fall into Ye Qingxuan's trick. He is exhausted and is taking the opportunity to adjust his breath. Go up quickly, oppress his space, and don't let him have any room for maneuver."

Ye Qingxuan had a sword in his hand, and took the lead in fighting Gu Song for a tough sword, and shouted: "I heard that Jiangnan's 'Three Friends of Han' each have their own preferences. The dry bamboo is rich, the Gu Song is lustful, and the Han Mei is bragging. I think this gentleman likes Mr. Han Mei who talks nonsense, right?"

"It's Han Mei." Han Mei was not angry at Ye Qingxuan's mockery. At the moment when Gu Song was forced to retreat by Ye Qingxuan with a sword, she fell from the sky. The plum stick in her hand penetrated into Ye Qingxuan's ear drum like a gust of wind, and snorted coldly: "Since ancient times, there are many false rumors in the world. Today I will prove it and see if you, Ye Qingxuan, are as powerful as the legendary ones!"

boom!

The violent ripples rippled in an instant, and Han Mei was instantly shocked by Ye Qingxuan's attack, flew out ten feet away, and after landing, she retreated repeatedly and stood unsteadily.

Ye Qingxuan is indeed amazing!

However, a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Without even taking care of his breathing unsteady, he pointed at Ye Qingxuan and shouted: "It turns out that his breath is unsteady. Hurry, don't give him a chance to breathe!"
Chapter completed!