There was no need for Jiang Chen to remind him that the moment he saw the flag of the Dayun Empire, King Fan was ready to take action. As the most famous young king of the Daqian Empire and the crown prince of the entire empire, his sense of national honor surpassed everyone else. He will resist without hesitation anything that insults the dignity of the empire.
Yang Bufan swayed and reached the top of the city wall. He grabbed it with his big hand and the flag fell directly into his hand. The next moment, it turned into powder.
"Who is this person? Dare to go to Huangcheng and run wild."
With a loud shout, a leader guarding the city tower rushed out. This was a master of Immortal Emperor cultivation. Because the Dayun Empire had been winning battles continuously during this period, the faces of everyone in the Dayun Empire were filled with excitement. He looked arrogant and looked like he didn't care about anyone.
Snap!
It's a pity that the leader just appeared when one of his arms was torn off by Yang Bufan. The arm was torn directly from the shoulder and blood surged. Faced with this sudden injury, even a master of the Immortal Emperor couldn't bear it for a moment. There was a shrill scream.
"I originally planned to spare your life and let you go in and report, but since you screamed so loudly, I don't think you need to report anymore."
Yang Bufan shook his head. He flicked his fingers, and a ray of light came out of his fingers like a sharp sword. With a swish, it pierced the opponent's forehead. The man's screams also stopped abruptly, and he died tragically on the spot.
At the moment of death, he heard Yang Bufan's words clearly and felt very regretful. As Yang Bufan said, if he had not screamed, he might have been able to save his life. Unfortunately, his screams were enough to destroy the city. The expert inside was attracted, and even the notification of his entry was omitted.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
This sharp scream was extremely harsh. At such a tense moment when the two countries were fighting, such a scream was enough to instantly attract all the masters in the city. One after another, tyrannical figures flew out, and then The gate of the city opened, and a large number of soldiers poured out.
The leaders were three people, wearing military uniforms and possessing tyrannical cultivation. Each one of them was a master of the Half-Step Immortal Master. One of them was Xu Mao, who had surrendered to the enemy before.
When Xu Mao saw Yang Bufan, his expression changed instantly. As a master of the Half-Step Immortal Master, he usually went to the imperial capital. After all, at this level, he was already considered a very important talent in the empire, so he could recognize. The young man in front of me is the famous Mortal King.
"Two generals, this is the mortal king."
Xu Mao opened his mouth and said.
"Oh? I didn't expect that the famous mortal king would come. Did you see that the emperor of the Daqian Empire still attaches great importance to the war here?"
One of the generals was a little surprised after hearing the identity of King Fan, but his expression did not show the slightest fear. After all, they only knew that King Fan was a member of the Daqian Empire and had a high status, but they did not know his true identity. Strength, and the recent victory has made their confidence begin to swell. They do not take anyone in the Daqian Empire seriously. With Generals Yuntian and Tianshuang sitting in Heying City, whoever comes will have the same ending, that is, death. .
"Invading our land, your hands are stained with the blood of our soldiers. No matter what, you will die."
Yang Bufan didn't want to waste time. In addition to Huangcheng, there was still a lot of lost land to recover. In his hand, a terrifying battle sword appeared, and he slashed at one of the generals at a speed as fast as lightning.
The general who had been indifferent on his face immediately changed his face after feeling the horror of Yang Bufan's blow, and became extremely ugly. This sword made him feel the real threat of death, and,
Yang Bufan's move also allowed him to truly see Yang Bufan's terror. It turned out that this mortal king's cultivation had reached the level of a true immortal.
In fact, he knew even more clearly that geniuses like Fan Wang, not to mention Immortal Lords, even half-step Immortal Lords like them, were no match at all and had no power to resist, which they did not expect.
What's surprising is that not long after Yang Bufan came out of the Golden Killing Domain, he reached such a terrifying state.
Poof!
The half-step Immortal-level general didn't even have the slightest chance to resist, and was cut in half by Yang Bufan on the spot, his blood spilling into the sky.
Seeing this, the other general of the Dayun Empire dared not be negligent in the slightest, so he immediately turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, if he could escape from Yang Bufan's hands with his ability, then Yang Bufan would not have to mess around in the future.
brush!
The battle sword in Yang Bufan's hand slashed through the air again, and a sword energy shot through the air, directly tearing the void in half.
ah……
The general was hit by the sword energy and died tragically on the spot. His scream was the last note left in this world.
"Retreat, retreat."
The remaining soldiers were so frightened that they knew the real master of the opponent had arrived. Both generals were killed in an instant. Even the half-step immortals were not the enemy of the opponent with one move. If they continued to stay here,
, is also a dead end.
"Brothers, kill me."
Liu Lang became more energetic this time. He commanded the soldiers who were rushing towards him and crushed and killed the people of the Dayun Empire. The soldiers howled and screamed one by one, as if they had been beaten to death.
Yang Bufan held a long sword and looked at Xu Mao, who was standing there shivering. At this moment, Xu Mao's face was pale, his body was trembling, and cold sweat was flowing out from his forehead.
"Why don't you run away?"
Yang Bufan opened his mouth and said.
Plop!
Xu Mao knelt down with a puff and kowtowed to Yang Bufan: "King Fan, please spare my life. I have no choice but to do this. The reason why I surrendered to him is just to save my life temporarily. Once our people come, I can serve as
Internal response.”
Xu Mao was trembling and even his tone was trembling. He was frightened. It wasn't that he didn't want to run. He was a smart man. He had already seen it when Yang Bufan killed a general with his first sword.
In front of the king, there is no use running away. There is no way to escape. The one who runs away first will die first.
The death of that general later proved this point.
"I am here to fight in person, so I don't need internal support like you. The rebel general is the most disgusting, and your ability to lie is really not very good."
Yang Bufan looked at Xu Mao who was kneeling in front of him with disgust, and mercilessly slashed down Xu Mao's head with the long sword in his hand.
You cannot be merciful to traitors at all. Only by killing them directly can you have the greatest deterrence. If the punishment is light, then the cost of betrayal will be too low, and more and more people will betray in the future.