The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

On the battlefield, Yue Zhuoqun was undoubtedly the biggest threat, with his sword that was so strong that it was not human.

Every time a sword light was slashed out, dozens of soldiers were killed.

The sword move that transformed into the Five Mountains was even more terrifying, and the sword energy that was released killed two or three hundred people, which was really too exaggerated.

Although Yang Xiao, White Eyebrow Eagle King and others were also strong, their killing speed was completely different from Yue Zhuoqun.

The two Xuanming elders had a beautiful fantasy in their hearts. They thought that with the Xuanming Divine Palm of their fellow disciples and the strength of A Da and the other four, even if they could not beat Yue Zhuoqun, they could still entangle him and make him unable to kill soldiers.

As long as Yue Zhuoqun was stopped, it would not be a problem to destroy the Ming Cult with an army of more than 20,000 people.

However, imagination is full, but reality is very skinny.

As soon as the six people rushed to Yue Zhuoqun, they were covered by the dazzling sword light before they could display their martial arts.

As soon as the sword was raised, the sword light collided with the locks and shattered the mountains and rivers.

Whether it was the power of the Mysterious Palm or the Shaolin secret technique, they were broken as soon as they came into contact.

The body seemed to have fallen into the boundless sword domain, unable to break free and escape.

Swish~

The clothes were torn, the body was covered with sword marks, and was submerged in the light of the sword domain.

Boom~

The six wounded people fell into the chaotic and fighting army, and they were unable to struggle even if the army stepped on them.

However, Yue Zhuoqun seemed to have completed a trivial matter. His body soared into the air, and a strong ominous aura emanated from him.

Buzz!

The sky darkened, dark clouds gathered and fell, and the power of heaven and earth enveloped the Yitian Sword.

The void seemed to collapse, and the invisible pressure acted on everyone's shoulders.

The Fifteen Deadly Swords, born for killing, the strongest sword that annihilates all life!

At this moment, Yue Zhuoqun turned into a killing god from hell.

Ang!

The sword-qi poisonous dragon condensed into shape, and rushed forward as the Yitian Sword was swung.

Wherever the sword-qi poisonous dragon passed, the ground was torn into a two-meter-deep trench.

Along the way, the Tatar soldiers within a ten-meter range did not even have time to scream before their bodies were torn apart and turned into nothingness.

A battlefield of more than 20,000 people was cut into a vacuum zone by his sword.

The sword-qi poisonous dragon did not finally subside until it penetrated the entire battlefield and bombarded the mountain wall in the distance, causing the mountain top to collapse.

Nearly two thousand people were annihilated by this sword.

And this was only the number of people on the path that the sword-qi poisonous dragon passed, not that it could only kill so many people.

The battlefield that was full of fighting calmed down.

One by one, their bodies froze, and their weapons fell to the ground.

"Bang, clatter~"

"Devil, devil~"

The Tartar army finally reacted, howling in fear and retreating, the shadow of death filled their hearts.

Wang Baobao trembled, and felt warmth under his crotch: "Retreat, retreat quickly~"

He completely lost the courage to fight, and even ignored his sister Zhao Min, and rushed down the mountain in a panic.

He wished he could grow a pair of wings and fly down from Guangmingding directly.

Yue Zhuoqun's figure caused him indelible fear.

Such a terrible killing god is no longer something he can win by relying on a large number of troops.

The members of the Mingjiao were also terrified, but after the terrified, they were endlessly excited. Seeing the Tartar army fleeing, they chased after them without Chang Yuchun's orders.

Yue Zhuoqun did not attack again after the sword, and his body fell to the ground and adjusted his breath secretly.

The Fifteen Deadly Swords created by Yan Shisan could be said to be devastating, and even he could not fully control it.

He had been restrained enough just now, and only mobilized a small part of the power of heaven and earth, which might not even be one-fifth of the true power of this sword.

Even so, it was the limit of his control.

Wang Baobao led an army of 40,000, leaving 5,000 at the foot of the mountain and 35,000 on the mountain.

After experiencing numerous ambushes, thousands of people were lost, and thousands were killed in the battle. In the end, they were defeated and chased by the Mingjiao gang all the way, and finally escaped with less than 20,000 people.

…

In the Guangmingding Hall, Yue Zhuoqun sat on the leader's seat.

Yang Xiao and other senior officials stood below, looking at him with awe and respect.

In their hearts, Yue Zhuoqun was no longer just a leader, but a god!

After such a great victory, even though they were extremely excited, they were too restrained to discuss it.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled faintly and said: "Although my sword is terrible, it still belongs to the realm of martial arts.

I am still a mortal, so there is no need to be in awe of me as a god or demon."

Mortal? Martial arts?

Is there such an exaggerated performance as you?

Everyone secretly complained and did not believe what Yue Zhuoqun said at all.

However, the awe was eased a lot.

Yue Zhuoqun was also very surprised by everyone's performance.It was hard to explain anything, so he looked at Fan Yao and changed the subject: "Your Excellency Fan endured humiliation and hid in the Yuan Meng court for so many years, and it was hard."

Fan Yao's heart was warmed, and he said excitedly: "With the leader's words, I don't feel hard even if I suffer ten times more. It's a pity that I misjudged the leader's strength and exposed my identity too early. I can't get intelligence for the brothers in the sect anymore."

He saw that the Ming Cult had thousands of people against Wang Baobao's tens of thousands of troops, and he was afraid that the Ming Cult brothers would suffer heavy casualties, so he took the risk of holding Zhao Min hostage.

But he didn't expect that Yue Zhuoqun would be so powerful that he could settle the battle with just one sword.

"Leader, although Wang Baobao escaped, Zhao Min was captured by me. I don't know how to deal with him?"

Fan Yao waved his hand after speaking, and immediately two Ming Cult gang members pressed Zhao Min up.

Zhao Min~

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes lit up.

He still had a good impression of this woman who was born in the Mongol Yuan Dynasty but dared to love and hate, and was smart and wise.

Although she was only about fourteen years old, she had grown into a graceful lady.

As soon as Zhao Min entered the hall, she looked at Yue Zhuoqun who was sitting on the main seat.

There was fear and curiosity in her eyes.

Thinking of the terrible sword on the battlefield, her body trembled slightly, but she still raised her neck with courage.

"Minmin Temur, the precious daughter of King Ruyang, this courage is better than 90% of the men in the world."

Zhao Min felt proud when she heard this, and said arrogantly: "Is Master Yue going to hold a three-court trial to bully a little girl like me? Humph, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, I will not be afraid."

"Since you are not afraid, why did you tremble just now?" Yue Zhuoqun asked with a smile.

Zhao Min's pretty face suddenly turned red, but she still said stubbornly: "The flesh grows on me, I can tremble if I want to."

"Hahaha~"

After this, everyone in the hall was amused by her cowardly appearance.

"Don't be too happy too early, don't think that everything will be fine after defeating my eldest brother's 40,000 troops.

My father, King Ruyang, is in charge of the military power of the world and commands more than a million troops?

I think you might as well surrender early and be loyal to the court. You will enjoy endless wealth and glory in the future. Isn't it much better than being a rebel?"

Even though she was a prisoner, she persuaded Yue Zhuoqun to surrender.

"Your words remind me that the King of Ruyang is extremely powerful, and you are his precious daughter. You are a big bargaining chip in his hands.

Fan Youshi, send a letter to the King of Ruyang. If you want to save your precious daughter's life, ask him to exchange 100,000 stones of grain and 50,000 sets of armor and weapons."

Zhao Min's eyes widened: "You, you are really asking for too much. My father will never agree with you."

"If he doesn't agree, then don't even think about leaving.

The noble Princess Shaomin must be used to being served by servants on weekdays. In the future, you will be a maid beside me and experience the fate of serving others!"