Ji Zhantian spoke rudely and despised the existence of the Demon-Subduing Sword. In an instant, the Demon-Subduing Sword automatically assassinated, without giving Ji Zhantian the chance to fight back or escape.
As soon as the Demon-Subduing Sword was released, Ji Zhantian had no room for resistance, and instantly pierced his head. Blood spurted out, Ji Zhantian glared in his eyes and looked at Su Bei in disbelief.
He opened his mouth, but he was unable to say another word in the end. His golden immortal body, together with his physical body, was assassinated by the Demon-Subduing Sword.
Both body and spirit were destroyed, and his golden immortal body did not even have a chance to escape.
Yang Daozong was stunned. He never dreamed that the power of the Demon Subduing Sword was so powerful. Ji Zhantian, a generation of heroes, had a death-death ending before the war started.
The guards surrounding Ji Zhantian did not react at all. It was not until Ji Zhantian's warm blood sprayed on them that they all roared, looking at Su Bei who stood in the air with shock and anger, who had already regained the Demon-Subduing Sword.
As the captain of the personal guard, Hua Zikai looked at him in disbelief. The unparalleled and domineering Commander Ji Zhantian died instantly.
"How... possible?" Hua Zikai said with difficulty, as if he was a duck whose neck was pinched.
Boom, Ji Zhantian's tall body pushed the golden mountain and turned up the black-patterned dragon scales like a jade pillar, and fell down with a bang, falling on the ground that he shouldn't have stepped into.
The black-patterned dragon scale rider he sat down was actually trembling under the majesty of the Demon-Subduing Sword, and it was a tendency to stand unsteadily.
"The Grand Marshal... is dead in battle." The black-patterned dragon scale cavalry shouted in horror.
Boom, the entire army was shocked and sensational in an instant. All the soldiers conveyed this message that was enough to disintegrate the morale of the army.
They were unwilling to believe it, but, for a long time, if someone dared to disrupt the morale of the army, they would definitely stand up without hesitation and killed the Grand Marshal who had not come out to calm the situation, but they had to believe it.
Before the war begins, the Lord will die first.
What this represents is self-evident. The strength of the enemy is no longer something they can face. In an instant, the morale of the army was unstable, and vaguely, riots had already begun.
Yang Daozong immediately woke up from the shock when he looked at the gradually chaotic Great Zhou soldiers. When he turned his head, he saw that the Western Army and his own soldiers had already rushed over.
As his thoughts turned, Yang Daozong instantly released the Tianyan Sword and slashed towards the central vanguard where Ji Zhantian's personal guard was located.
Ji Zhantian has been eliminated, and Yang Daozong has no scruples anymore, killing and killing... The Tianyan Sword turned into a shocking light and rushed into the personal guards that had not yet fully recovered.
Hua Zikai was the first to suffer. Yang Daozong passed by his chest with a sword, and his body disappeared. The Tianyan Sword was stirred and killed madly. In just a few breaths, hundreds of personal guards were slaughtered.
Blood stains the country.
Yang Daozong fell in the sky and fell in front of Ji Zhantian's corpse in an instant, not caring about the blood all over the ground. The Tianyan Sword also flew back to his hand in an instant, with his sword falling, and the head Ji Zhantian was beheaded.
The next moment, Yang Daozong reached out and grabbed Ji Zhantian's head. Then he stepped out of the air and flew back to Su Bei in a few leaps.
At this time, he was shocked to discover that the Demon-Subduing Sword assassinated the Demon-Subduing Sword directly stabbed Ji Zhantian's ice helmet to him, blood was pouring on his head.
Yang Daozong took off Ji Zhantian's ice heavy helmet and threw it down in the air. Then, he grabbed his hair and killed his head with his eyes open. The Daxin Soldier who was rushing to the front of him was raised.
Blood drips, spilling.
"Ji Zhantian's head is here, what should I do if the lonely big secret men?" Yang Daozong shouted loudly.
The bang and the void trembled, and all the soldiers of Daxin were shocked. Especially Yang Jingzong who was flying in front of the army, Hu Yan, Wei Zhentian and others.
Once upon a time, they were facing Ji Zhantian's slash and killing, their eyes were bloody and powerless. Once upon a time, their three artifacts were assassinated together, but they failed to completely kill Ji Zhantian.
However, this time, before they arrived, Ji Zhantian was dead.
Who was it, who killed him? Everyone thought in disbelief.
Yang Daozong could not have killed Ji Zhantian. This is everyone's idea. If he could have killed Ji Zhantian, he would not have been chased so miserably.
Then, there is only one possibility...
Is it him? In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Su Bei together, and there was a flash of shock and unbelievableness in their eyes.
Hu Yanzheng knew northern Jiangsu, and the same was true for Yang Jingzong. On that day, Wei Zhentian even wanted to follow northern Jiangsu...
It can be said that among the remnants of Daxin at this time, except for a very small number of people who did not know Su Bei, almost everyone knew him. However, they never expected that Su Bei was as strong as this.
Of course, for the people of the Western Regions, there was no problem with this. The great saints of the Western Regions, even the supreme existence, had boundless magic power. Among thousands of troops, it is no problem to take the head of the enemy's chief general.
Of course, this is a great shock to the individual saints who are still lucky or unwilling to accept it. People living in the Cangyang world naturally know very well. However, they were killed by a blow from Subei, and their strength can be said to be a difference.
Suddenly, the other saint completely wiped out the disrespect or other thoughts in his heart, and did not dare to have any other intentions.
Su Bei stood in the air with his hands behind his back, Xiao Jin and his demonic eyes separated from each other. The black holy robe sounded, and a great trend covering the sky came out of nowhere.
As for Yang Daozong's excitement and taking Ji Zhantian's head, in order to shake the morale of the army and attack the morale of the enemy, Su Bei did not think anything was wrong. The spiritual cultivation of the enlightened realm was enough to allow Su Bei to learn many ways of war without a teacher.
Those who defeat others without fighting are the best way.
Yang Daozong wanted to use this method to completely destroy the morale of the Black-Sealed Dragon Scale Cavalry to achieve the best victory effect. His 300 million remaining soldiers could not suffer too much loss.
Sure enough, as Ji Zhantian's head was ruthlessly held in his hand by Yang Daozong, the remnants of the army were greatly boosted, and the God of War above their heads rose by three points.
On the other hand, the 200 million Zhou army was instantly shaken, and the god of war was shaking. The chaos had already begun, and the main general died. The deputy general should have been temporarily appointed as the main general.
However, at this time, when facing the shocking attack of Subei, no one can be scared. The victory of the army is important, and life is even more important. Therefore, no one wants to be the first bird, but he was killed by Subei, and he has no chance to escape.
Space annihilation, after the Dantian Blade was promoted to the artifact, another new skill, the ability of the sword soul, was perfectly blessed to Su Bei. In an instant, the giant ship was annihilated by the destruction of space energy in front of Su Bei. And the cannon light could not kill Su Bei's body.