The cold martial arts chain wrapped around Anyang Hou's body, and its powerful aura disappeared from his body.
Cold sweat soaked his whole body, and Marquis Anyang's eyes immediately dimmed.
The martial chain sealed his soul, and he could not use any cultivation skills.
Pulling the chain, Ye Chen looked down, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he walked down.
Dragging Marquis Anyang like a dead dog, with every step Ye Chen took, the murderous intent in his body grew stronger, turning into a storm and sweeping out.
The turbulent rules of heaven and earth turned into thousands of giant swords in the sky. Ye Chen drew the long sword in his hand, and the thousands of giant swords shot down.
Whoosh! The void immediately shattered, and the terrifying offensive immediately set off a sea of blood.
"Some debts have just begun to be collected, starting with soldiers, generals, and even the emperor!"
Stepping on the sea of blood, Ye Chen walked slowly and reached Huan Bingyun and others in just a few steps.
Seeing Ye Chen easily killing the Bianyuan Marquis and even locking up the Anyang Marquis, many of the prisoners looked extremely excited.
The tip of the sword oozing with cold light swept across the seemingly endless army in front. Ye Chen said lightly: "Break this formation and kill millions of Tiangang lackeys!"
"No!" 40,000 prisoners shouted in unison, with extremely ferocious expressions.
More than 40,000 roars revealed bone-chilling murderous intent, forming an earth-shattering evil aura that filled the prisoners.
This scene made the Daqian soldiers feel frightened. Especially when Ye Chen dragged Anyang Hou like a dead dog, the remaining fighting spirit in the Daqian soldiers' hearts immediately disappeared.
Seeing this scene, all the great generals felt their hearts sinking. If an army loses its will to fight, is it still a tiger, a wolf, and a lion?
Kill! Kill! Kill! Sword rays shot out of the air one after another. Huan Bingyun and others madly killed the Daqian soldiers around them, and their whole bodies were dyed bloody.
Wandering in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Ye Chen's sword always appears at the most appropriate time, killing the enemy's generals and millions of troops. Only the generals' command can form a whole. Or it can be a piece of scattered sand.
Kill! A prisoner who was at the end of his battle, charged into the army without hesitation, burned the power of his soul, and blew himself up.
Boom! The terrifying aftermath spread out. Thousands of Daqian soldiers fell in pieces, their flesh and blood flying.
In order to survive, the belief in survival made these prisoners even more crazy.
The prisoners' madness finally stimulated many officers and soldiers, "They are devils, devils of hell!"
"Retreat, let these devils leave!" Many soldiers shouted to the sky and retreated suddenly. With this retreat, the Suowu Sword Formation became even more chaotic, and the world imprisoned by the sword formation also trembled slightly.
With these soldiers taking the lead, more and more soldiers retreated.
Seeing this scene, Marquis Anyang, who was dragged by Ye Chen, looked extremely gloomy, "These cowards!"
The sharp chain hook pierced through Anyang Hou's collarbone, and blood surged. Unknown to Anyang Hou, he looked up to the sky and roared: "You bunch of cowards, we are soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty. Soldiers should die on the battlefield and be wrapped in horse leather. How can we retreat!"
Although his cultivation was suppressed by the chain of martial arts, Marquis Anyang's voice still turned into a sound of heaven and earth, echoing between heaven and earth.
Hearing this, the officers and soldiers who were retreating all had guilty expressions on their faces.
In particular, several generals shouted: "Maintain the formation, the heavy armored cavalry will stop the thugs!"
Seeing this scene, a smile finally appeared on Marquis Anyang's lips, and he said coldly: "Even if you capture me, you can't even think of taking these prisoners away safely!"
"A million-strong army may stop you, but the sword formation is enough to trap these lowly people!" Marquis Anyang mocked.
Ignoring Marquis Anyang's ridicule, Ye Chen calmly looked at the millions of troops that were gradually becoming more orderly. A majestic pressure emerged over the army, driving the rules of the world and tightly confining the surrounding world.
Bang bang! The ground was shaking, and rows of heavy cavalry armed with spears came on horseback. The terrifying impact hit the prisoners, and many prisoners were knocked away.
Several Daqian generals personally mounted their horses and stood at the forefront, joining forces to hold back Huan Bingyun and others.
Whoosh! The sky-wide rain of arrows shot out from behind the army, densely packed, causing a sharp sound of breaking wind.
There were heavy armored cavalry for close combat, and hundreds of thousands of crossbowmen for long-distance combat. Coupled with the power of the sword formation, the army of millions once again exploded with its original combat power, which was extremely terrifying.
"Daqian!" "Daqian!" "Daqian!" Millions of troops roared in unison, and the sound waves became louder and louder, turning into the sound of heaven and earth.
"You are a millionaire, how can you be a waste? Gaga, even if you can escape today, your companions are destined to die here!" Anyang Hou said with a ferocious smile. He knew that he would not escape death today, so he spoke unscrupulously and to his heart's content. Taunting Ye Chen.
However, what disappointed Marquis Anyang was that Ye Chen's face was extremely calm, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes did not change from the scene in front of him.
"I will take them out of hell, and I will take them out of here!" Ye Chen said calmly.
"Really? I want to see if you have the qualifications, quack!" Anyang Hou sneered coldly.
"Unless a miracle happens, these lowly people will be buried here. You can't save these lowly people!"
Ye Chen looked around, and finally landed on the army at the front. Five generals stood up with their swords drawn, and their terrifying martial arts will blocked everyone's progress. These five generals even joined forces to attack Huan Bingyun. Hold on.
"Wu Ming, follow closely behind me and focus the attack on the same place!" Ye Chen walked forward with his sword in hand. Although he was dragging Anyang Hou with him, his speed was not slowed down in any way. He appeared in just a few breaths. In front of Huan Bingyun, he whispered: "Leave these five people to me!" Sensing Ye Chen's aura, Huan Bingyun responded: "No!"
Before he could finish his words, Huan Bingyun retreated behind Ye Chen and cooperated with Wuming and others to clean up the surrounding generals.
"Marquis Anyang!" When the five generals saw Ye Chen, their hearts could not help but beat faster, and they felt an evil aura coming towards their faces.
"Ignore me, hold this person back, and then focus the army's offensive on those lowly people!" Anyanghou said with a sneer.
"No!" the five generals responded loudly.
And at this moment, Ye Chen rushed out in one step, his figure was like lightning. The moment he rushed out, he was in front of an admiral. The Qilin sword was raised, and the terrifying world of martial arts erupted, and pressure gathered on these five people. Cut off the sword from your body!
Seeing this, the expressions of the five generals changed, and they all stepped back. However, being in Ye Chen's martial arts world, the five of them were struggling to move as if they were in a swamp.
"Miracle, I will let you see what a miracle is!" Ye Chen said coldly, and the fallen Qilin Sword instantly appeared in front of an admiral.
The terrifying power was approaching, and the general's face turned pale. He wanted to dodge but was too late. The surging martial arts will burst out of his body in an attempt to block the sword.
However, this martial arts will was somewhat insignificant compared to Ye Chen's sword. It shattered all martial arts wills like a torrent and fell on the general. His body was split in half, and a martial arts soul burst out of his body.
As soon as this martial arts soul appeared, the swimming thunder snake crashed down from the sky, and his mind was directly wiped away.
Bang bang! A sword kills a martial artist. Ye Chen doesn't stop at all. He takes several steps forward. With each step, he raises the Qilin sword and slashes it down, bringing out streaks of blood.
In just three breaths, there were five more corpses on the ground, and at the same time, there were five more martial arts souls in Ye Chen's hands.
After putting the unconscious martial arts soul into the Qilin Ring, Ye Chen glanced at Anyang Hou and said nothing.
However, it was this look that made Marquis Anyang feel like he was being ridiculed, and his face became extremely gloomy.
After killing five generals, Ye Chen stepped forward with his sword and rushed to the front, facing the overwhelming momentum of millions of troops and shouted: "Kill!"
When Ye Chen finished speaking, Huan Bingyun and others roared almost at the same time, and the roars of different strengths and weaknesses gathered together to form an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth.
Looking at Ye Chen coming with a sword, the heavy armored cavalry blocking the front took a breath, feeling as if they were facing the whole world. Especially the murderous intent permeating Ye Chen's body made them sweat on their backs.
Straight up.
"Kill!" A monstrous storm of murderous intent appeared in the sky above Ye Chen and others. As it swept across, the heaven and earth were shaking. This murderous intent could destroy the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, even though the heavy armored cavalry blocking the front always remembers the duty of a soldier to die on the battlefield, his body instinctively and involuntarily retreats...
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