Chapter 461 The entire army was wiped out

It’s really hard to help my family. No matter which race wants to rise, it must be without high-quality talents.

I don't have it, I can only recruit and plunder it from outside.

The killing continued, and soon after, a team of top experts sent by the Holy Mountain came to support.

There are celestial warriors in the Jurchen tribe, and there is no shortage of practice techniques, but the practice is the only way to do it. If the practitioners are not good, it will be useless.

First-class masters can be cultivated with resources, but above the master, you can only rely on the warriors to understand it themselves. This is not something that resources can do.

Unfortunately, Holy Mountain sent hundreds of first-class masters, but none of them were grandmasters.

It’s very regrettable that even when the The Legend of the Condor Heroes and the Jin Dynasty was at its peak, they still did not have a martial arts master. Isn’t it very strange?

Perhaps there is, after all, the Jin Dynasty destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty and captured two emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. It must have been obtained the "Sunflower Book". Perhaps there were eunuchs who practiced it and were promoted to the master?

Just a eunuch, it is naturally impossible to get involved in the world.

Hundreds of first-class experts also joined the campaign to siege Yang Pan.

"Huh?" Yang Pan keenly sensed the attack touch from the Qiankun Shield. There were several attacks, with their power significantly greater than that of Tongji, and they were definitely not something that ordinary soldiers could do.

"It seems that either the generals of the army took action, or a martial arts master intervened in." Yang Pan thought.

Then Yang Pan paid a careful attention and found that the attacker's strength was limited, and his skills did not even break through the limit of a Jiazi. He should be all first-class, not as good as a master, and there was no threat at all.

"I was so disappointed. I thought there was a master, but I didn't even have a master." Yang Pan shook his head and sighed softly.

With Yang Pan's current realm, only if the masters join him can he barely cause him some trouble. After all, under the siege of the chaos, there is limited room for maneuver.

"Kill!" Yang Pan suddenly, the sword was formed into a pattern, and he used it in one style "Ting Feng Jue". The violent sword energy cleared the enemy a hundred meters in front of him.

Within this range, even the masters sent by the Jurchen Temple will have the same consequences.

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Before this, Yang Pan's sword was not a good idea at all, he just waved his sword, waved his sword and then waved his sword.

Facing the army, there are enemies all around, so there is no need for swordsmanship, just chop people like chopping wood.

Now Yang Pan is using the "Four Swords of Killing". Under such a scene, under the influence of the artistic conception of killing, a killing domain has been formed, which doubles the power of Yang Pan's sword. When he draws the sword, he will die if he touches it and gets hurt if he hits it.

Under the influence of the Killing Domain, everyone was going crazy and fell into the killing. If Yang Pan hadn't cleared the field fast enough, all the soldiers in the Dharma Domain would have been gradually swallowed by the desire to kill, and fell into an unstoppable place, and in the end they could only kill each other.

Only those with strong will can persist for a while, but there are limits. When you reach the limit, the outcome will be the same.

Yang Pan's previous killing efficiency was too low, but Yang Pan enjoyed the pleasure of slashing people with a sword.

The so-called ambition is to eat the meat of the barbarians in hunger, and laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns.

Yang Pan was looking for that feeling, experiencing the sense of mission of killing foreign races on the battlefield and defending his country.

Now, Yang Pan has had enough fun and has experienced everything he should have experienced.

Now the clearance begins.

As soon as Yang Pan's "The Four Swords of Killing" was released, the murder efficiency increased by more than ten times.

This is the real martial arts powerhouse.

The right time, place, and people can all influence them.

"The rain has no trace!" Yang Pan swept his sword, and the sword energy dissipated like spring rain. After the rain dissipated, there was no trace.

Kill nearly a thousand Jurchens taxes in one sword.

Terrifying killing efficiency!

Before, Yang Pan seemed to be practicing a small trumpet, slashing people with one sword and one sword, but now after activating the ultimate move, he started to clean up the monsters one by one.

"The wind and rain are the same!" Yang Panjian turned the road, his body rotated, soared into the air, and his true energy was released, stirring up the storm.

A sword energy tornado formed and began to rage in the valley.

"No, don't..."

"Help..."

"Devil, this is the devil..."

These Jurchen elites were not shaken by previous casualties, nor retreated because of the sea of ​​corpses on the battlefield. They can be regarded as elites of battles and killers on the battlefield.

However, under Yang Pan's ultimate move of "The Four Swords of Killing", they were shaken and collapsed.

Because they are still mortals.

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Not far away on the hillside, the top leaders of the Jurchen tribe, looking at Yang Pan's powerful power like a god and demon, could not help but be hit with no confidence, and felt like the sky was about to collapse.

"The Han people are indeed descendants of ancient and mysterious gods. They are gifted and have such great power, which is real." The old patriarch couldn't help but feel convinced, and at the same time they were not optimistic about the temple's painstaking plan to embezzle the Song Dynasty.

The wind disappeared, the scene was in a mess, and blood rain began to fall in the valley.

Only one-tenth of the Jurchen soldiers surviving in the valley, and the rest basically died here.

The Jurchen clan has more than 30,000 elite troops, with formal armed, well-trained and prohibited elite troops. These elite troops are enough to fight ten on the battlefield. They are the strongest team for the rise of the Jin Dynasty in the future, but now, they are forever here.

The accumulation and hard work of the Jurchen clan for several generations was lost all at once.

The most important thing is that after this battle, the Jurchen clan lost its strategic initiative and could only passively welcome Yang Pan's next killing offensive.

Yang Pan's cruelty was there. He was not the cowardly southerner who was famous for his kindness and righteousness. He was an authentic Han. Those who offend me, strong Han will be punished even if they are far away.

Yang Pan is using his actions to show the world that this sentence is not just a slogan. If he gets angry, he can do anything.

Yang Pan naturally would not let these survivors go, so Yang Pan raised his sword and continued to pursue them until all the soldiers fell down.

Yang Pan killed the soldiers in the valley and looked at the Jurchen high-level on the hillside.

"I didn't expect that you didn't escape in the chaos. It's really awesome." Yang Pan jumped over and jumped over.

The speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, Yang Pan came to the temporary camp on the hillside, looking at the old Jurchen leader at a distance of five meters.

"The heroic magical power is great. Even if we escape, we may not be able to escape." The old Jurchen patriarch forced himself to cheer up and said calmly.

Is this true? With Yang Pan's light skills, can these people run away?

Even if they escape in scattered, Yang Pan would probably catch up and kill him one by one in the end, and there was no other possibility.

After leaving this valley, there is a wasteland outside, and there is no place to hide.

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