Orders have been issued from above, and nearly half of Luowang's forces have gathered in Surabaya. After receiving the message from the Prime Minister, enough manpower has arrived.
Coupled with the local county guards, you have no fear of any emergencies!
This is the land of Great Qin. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will have only one fate - death!
farmhouse?
The more people who come, the better. I see that there are no more reasons to attack the farmers!
As for the hundreds of other scholars who came to rescue them, the people from the various countries in Shandong were even more looking forward to it. They even expected someone to rescue them at this moment.
The young man in front of him is powerful enough to make the God of Transformation look at him, but that's all. How can he withstand the edge of a famous sword with his bare hands?
Although one's strength is strong, if one punch lands like this, that's all.
The two female sword masters, Demon and Demon, were moving, holding slender swords of illusion, sweeping through them with fierce force, locking onto the last person who had been left.
"uncle!"
"Ziqi!"
The young man roared even more angrily.
Even if you die... you have to drag them with you to die!
He punched hard, the wind of his fist was like iron, and he resisted the sword power of the so-called King of Yue's Eight Swordsmen in front of him. His eyes were as red as blood, and at this moment, colorful lights appeared.
A different kind of colorful light appeared on the surface of the body. Uncle Guan and others were surrounded by more people, and they were punched hard again.
The fist wind was domineering, mixed with five colors of light, and an indescribable power, leaving faint marks in the void.
In an instant, he defeated the shackles of the sword energy in front of him, jumped up, and waved his fists again, knocking back all the people who were approaching his uncle and the others.
"Stronger?"
The Master of the Chaos God Sword brushed the sword body shrouded in evil energy with one hand. The young man's punch just now was stronger, stronger than before.
Even the two sword masters, Demon and Demon,... avoided his sharp edge?
"uncle!"
"You guys leave quickly!"
"I'll cut off the queen!"
The young man kicked it out with a long knife in his hand. The surrounding torches shone brightly, but he could see everything around him clearly at this moment.
It was like daylight, and there was no time to ask why.
He held the long knife in front of him and spoke quickly to his uncle and the others behind him.
"Yu'er!"
"You go first!"
"The Xiang family cannot live without you!"
Xiang Liang's clothes were in rags. Although he was not seriously injured, but... the sword energy was like a knife, and it had been torn a lot. He held the long sword in his hand and looked around firmly.
"Walk?"
"Thinking too much!"
"Kill them all!"
"After you die, your body... I will make good use of it. You Wen Gong loser can make a machine man. With your natural power, you can put it to good use!"
The Master of the Chaos God Sword spoke out, and together with the two sword masters of the Demon King, they were arranged in three directions, with a powerful aura exuding from their bodies, and the sword energy flowed and fell violently.
Still want to leave at this time?
Do you look down on people like them?
Or do you think you have the strength to escape?
He couldn't see the situation clearly, he was so stupid that he didn't show any desire to play, and... the earth in the distance was already shaking a little.
There are many people running towards here.
"kill!"
The young man slashed at the three people with a knife.
bite!
As soon as he took a step, the long knife in his hand was cut into two pieces. The sword energy was everywhere, and Xiang Liang and others behind the young man seemed to be severely injured.
In an instant, there were dozens of sword aura wounds on his body, blood flowed out, and the scarlet aura became more intense. Without any resistance, he fell straight to the ground.
"uncle!"
"Ziqi!"
"ah……."
"..."
The young man's heart was shattered. He saw his uncle and others falling to the ground, his red eyes bursting with blood red light, and drops of blood faintly flowing out of the corners of his eyes.
Snare!
Fight until death!
His mind stirred, his blood surged wildly, and deep in the void, there seemed to be a crisp sound, and some shackles on his body seemed to be opened.
The five-color mysterious light shines brightly, and another pupil appears in the depths of the red eyes. In the dark night, the face is covered by the blood-red light.
The surging force is rolling.
The extremely rich blood energy moves like a dragon.
Throw away your hand, cut off the knife, and leap forward. Either you will die, or they will die.
Buzz!
The fist wind was as fierce as before, and the five-color bright light followed, the eyes were moving strangely, the blood was gushing out, and the world seemed to be silent at this moment.
A punch fell heavily, striking like lightning on the sword of the Master of the Ranshen Sword.
Instantly, the Chaos God Sword trembled, and the master of the Chaos God Sword was knocked back three steps by the violent force!
Before he could regain his senses, another punch came close to him, and he instinctively raised his hand to meet it with a palm.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
The fists and palms touched each other, and the Master of the Chaos God Sword took five steps back!
At that moment, the sound of swords and swords trembling behind the young man trembled.
The two sword masters, Demon and Demon, are in a turmoil!
"very good!"
After calming down the shaken original aura, a smile flashed across the bloodthirsty face of the Master of the Chaos God Sword, and he stepped forward with the sword, using all his strength.
It's been a long, long time since I've been injured.
This young man... is so strong?
Does his power seem to be getting stronger?
Has a secret on you?
The three sword masters did not hold anything back. The sharp edges of the Eight Swords belonging to the Yue King crisscrossed each other. As soon as he breathed, the clothes on the young man's body were torn to pieces.
The fist that was holding the famous sword was also shaken by the sword energy, and the five-color light was blown away. The flesh and blood on the arm were mottled, and blood kept falling from the body.
Facing Xiapi in the distance, under the night sky, flames approached.
The trappers here have already arrived.
"To be able to stand up to us at such an age, I really allow you to continue to grow."
"It may cause trouble in the future!"
With the combined force of the three swords, the young man retreated one after another, and the five-color light surrounding his body became unstable. Without the help of the strange power of his eyes, the situation would have been bleak.
The Master of the Chaos God Sword thrust out another sword, followed by a palm, landing on the young man's internal organs, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard.
Immediately, another wave of sword energy came to his body, and the young man flew backwards about ten feet away.
call out!
"Take the gun!"
A five-color stream of light fell from the sky and landed directly beside the young man.
Along with it, an old and slow word came.
The young man spit out the blood in his mouth and still did not try his best to transfer the blood. No matter what today, only one of him and the three of them could survive.
Hearing what he heard, the owner of the voice seemed familiar. Without thinking too much, his eyes fell on a black spear stuck on the ground beside him.
He took it easily and swept it across with one shot.
boom!
The Chaos God Sword trembles!
The black spear trembled!
The aftermath of the tyrannical power swept across.
"Um?"
Holding this spear, the young man was a little surprised.
Can it stop the Eight Swords of Yue Wang?
The long sword in his hand was cut off by the Eight Swords of the King of Yue before, but this long spear... did not cause any serious damage!
"Where are you, rat?"
The Master of the Chaos God Sword's wrist trembled, and his arm felt vague pain!
The strength of the young man in front of me is too strong.
And...where did this spear come from?
Looking around, he found nothing. Those running towards him in the distance should be farmers, and the snares were already catching up with them.
"You all must die!"
This spear can block the eight swords of Yue Wang.
The young man held it tightly with both hands. The blood flowing from his arms and palms was casually stained, and a black mist vaguely appeared on the surface of the spear.
In the dark night, a trace of mist flowed from the spear, followed the young man's hands, and disappeared silently.