Chapter 957 of Episode 10 The giant sword that Sha had stabbed from inside the carriage slowly retracted, and the Kawa general stood on his feet in front of the carriage for a few seconds before his massive body fell straight on his back with a muffled thud. 78 high-speed updates "Ahh With the curtain of the carriage raised, a person slowly walked out of it.
This man looked to be about forty years old, with a white face and black hair, a dignified appearance, and a heroic spirit.
Looking at his body, he was dressed in white clothes, white pants and white boots, wearing a white brocade robe, and his whole body was white, and it was so white that it was spotless, and even his boots could not find a trace of dirt.
It wasn't until he stepped out of the carriage that people saw him dragging a greatsword in his hand.
This sword is five inches wide and six feet long, and the sword body is extremely thick, and the visual inspection alone can make people feel that the weight of this sword is probably not less than 100 catties.
But such an incredibly large giant sword seemed to be as light as nothing in this person's hands, and I don't know if it was because his strength was too great, or if the weight of the giant sword was not as heavy as it seemed.
After the middle-aged man walked out of the carport, he stood on the wheel, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the corpse of the Kawashon on the ground, smiled leisurely, and muttered to himself: "The light of the fire, how dare you compete with the sun and the moon?"
"Guang Han listens to him, he is Guang Han listens" I don't know which Sichuan general was the first to exclaim, and the rest of the people gasped.
It turned out that this person was the famous Divine Pond Holy King Guang Hanting That's right, this middle-aged man in white is the master of the Divine Pool, Guang Han listened.
If it weren't for the fact that the Sichuan generals had already been killed, he would probably still have to sit in the carriage.
In his opinion, the crowds of Sichuan soldiers and generals around him were just a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, which was not enough for him to make a move.
It's a pity that the people below are too uncompetitive to stop them.
Guang Han slowly raised his gaze, fell on the rest of the dozen or so Sichuan generals, and said with a smile: "Wait, where you come from, go back, the holy land of Shenchi is not allowed to be touched by others, if not" Halfway through his words, his wrist flipped, and the giant sword that had been dragged behind his back drew an arc in the air, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground in front of him.
He pointed the tip of his sword at the corpse on the ground and continued, "This will be a lesson for you."
Looking at Guang Hanting, who was high above and full of divine aura, and then looked at the surprisingly large giant sword in his hand, people's hearts trembled, and they involuntarily took two steps backwards.
"We can't retreat, the king has spoken, can kill the listeners of Guanghan, add officials to the knighthood, today's opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, brothers, we will work together to kill this thief and share the glory and wealth" One of the generals suppressed the fear in his heart and yelled hoarsely.
His words really worked, and the people stopped retreating, gritted their teeth one by one, squinted their eyes, and slowly lifted the spirit soldiers in their hands.
But any military general who charges into battle is not an outlaw, and in the face of huge interests, they can leave their net worth and life behind.
The people looked at each other, and then, slowly, they dispersed, and stood around the carriage in a circle, trapping Guang Hanting who was standing on the wheel.
More than a dozen Sichuan generals have set up a siege, and the atmosphere on the field has become extremely tense.
People's hearts subconsciously mentioned their throats, staring at the small eyes with big eyes, staring at Guanghan tightly, and they were about to forget to breathe.
On the other hand, Guang Han, who was surrounded in the middle, was not nervous at all, he didn't even cover his spirit armor, and he was alone, just standing on the wheel of the car so casually, as if he was nothing.
When the gusts of wind blew in front of him, the white brocade robe on his body trembled, and a few strands of hair fluttered in the air with the wind.
"Kill" Sichuan Jiangmen shouted in unison, and then, seven of them took the lead in attacking, these seven people, all jumped high, rushed to Guanghan Ting, people in the air, seven spirit spears, spirit knives, spirit swords attacked Guang Han's body together.
Guang Han still had an indifferent expression when he heard this, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to be nothing.
When the seven Sichuan generals had already rushed to his approach, and all kinds of spirit soldiers were about to get closer, Guang Han finally moved.
I saw that he raised the giant sword in his hand, and when he heard a snort, the giant sword seemed to split in an instant, and seven sharp blades spread out from the sword body, and they all flew into the air.
I didn't see how Guanghan listened to the accumulation, only one foot tapped the wheel, and the person jumped high.
He grabbed a sharp blade scattered in the air, then stabbed it back, and then without pausing for a moment, he grabbed the second sharp blade, and continued to stab in the same way, he did the same, and stabbed out all seven sharp blades scattered by the giant sword in one breath, and then the man fell back to the wheel.
It's slow, but it's surprisingly fast, and his series of actions were only completed in an instant, and it didn't take a second to add up before and after.
When he stood back on the wheel, he listened to the muffled sounds of plopping and plopping around him.
The seven Sichuan generals fell to the ground in unison, and in their chests, each with a bright blade, and each of them was in the same position, all located in the heart.
Seven people, seven brave and warlike generals of the Sichuan Kingdom, none of them were spared in just one second, and all of them were killed on the spot.
"The bird's nest knows the ambition of the bird, and the frog at the bottom of the well knows that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people" As he spoke, Guang Han listened to the giant sword in his hand, and the sharp blades that were originally inserted into the seven corpses flew out as if they had been given life, and with a crisp click, they returned to the body of the giant sword.
Looking at the giant sword again, it was as intact as ever, and there was not a single crack to be found.
This is the Sword Emperor, and the seven sharp blades it exudes are the seven sub-swords, Sword Soul, Sword Spirit, Sword Li, Sword Heart, Sword Head, Sword Spirit, and Sword Vein.
The remaining Sichuan generals who hadn't had time to make a move were already stunned and stupid at this time, and they had been watching from beginning to end, but what had happened, how their seven companions had been killed, they could see clearly.
Even they all had the illusion that Guang Hanting was always standing on the wheel and had never made a move at all, but his companion died inexplicably and was killed by the magic sword in Guang Hanting's hand.
The grunts swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.
In the face of thousands of troops, they dared to rush forward without hesitation, but now they only listened to one person opposite Guanghan, but they were afraid, the chill was born from their bones, and they were completely out of their control, their legs and stomachs were tendoned, and their legs instinctively retreated again and again.
Throwing on a lost Kawasho as he retreated, he didn't notice his feet, he tripped over a corpse, he couldn't stand, he sat on the ground, and then he screamed like a ghost, got up from the ground, turned his head and ran.
Guang Han didn't even look at him, the giant sword in his hand casually raised outward, and a flash of lightning shot out, and the soul of the sub-sword sword broke away from the mother sword and flew out, hitting the back of the Sichuan general's heart.
Kawasho's screams stopped abruptly, and the corpse rolled to the ground.
As if pulled by an invisible force, the sword soul withdrew from the general's vest and flew back to the sword of the mother sword.
This is the terrifying thing about the famous sword emperor, no matter how advanced the user's cultivation is, as long as it is slightly injected with aura, it will turn into an invisible miracle soldier, even if it is not spiritualized, the broken spirit armor is like cutting a piece of paper.
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At this moment, the remaining Sichuan generals were completely dumbfounded, they had never seen such a terrible weapon, it was completely impossible for human power to compete with it, not to mention, it was even more terrifying and unfathomable Guang Hanting who used it.
If it weren't for the dignity of being a general still supporting them, at this time, they would probably have to kneel and beg for Guang Hanting's forgiveness.
I don't know how long it took, a Sichuan general came back to his senses, he took a deep breath, and shouted hoarsely: "Even if we die, we can't disgrace the Sichuan army, all our army brothers, everyone rush together, and Guanghan listens to this old thief."
Between shouts, this Chuan general will take the lead in rushing towards Guang Hanting.
Seeing this, the soldiers of the nearby Sichuan army were quite encouraged, and the people shouted in unison: "Kill" With the shouting, the soldiers of the Sichuan army who were crowded with people poured towards Guanghan like a tide.
"Hmph" Guang Han laughed when he heard it, only to see him raise the giant sword in his hand slightly, and then slammed it outward, boom, the giant sword seemed to be broken, and the seven sub-swords broke away from the mother sword and scattered into the air like snowflakes, spinning quickly, and shooting out in unison.
The Kawa general who had just shouted was the first to bear the brunt, and when he saw the chaotic blades flying rapidly in front of him, he hurriedly waved his gun to parry.
Dang, click, he blocked the first shot of the sub-sword, but the spirit spear in his hand could not withstand the edge of the Sword Emperor.
With a crisp sound, the spirit spear in Chuan Jiang's hand was cut in two, and Zijian was castrated unabated, flashing past his neck.
Sha Jianfeng easily tore through his spirit armor, and at the same time picked a hole in his throat that was more than three inches long.
This is not the end, the other six sub-swords also swept around him one after another, each sub-sword left a long opening on his body, and when the seven sub-swords flew by like a whirlwind, then look at this Sichuan army, covered in blood, killed on the spot.
After the seven swords killed the Sichuan general, they flew straight into the crowd of the Sichuan army, and for a while, the screams were everywhere, and the wails continued.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Sichuan soldiers fell in pools of blood.
But for the Sichuan army, the nightmare was not over, and the seven swords that flew out swirled in the crowd with a piercing sound of the wind, and flew back to Guanghan to listen.
Under the extremely sharp sword emperor, the soldiers of the Sichuan army died when they were sticky, and they died when they touched, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and the blood flowed like a river, which was unbearable
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