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Chapter 232

The return of the God of Death is so shocking and terrifying.

For Ronghe District, no other incident was more shocking and frightening than this incident.

Emperor Chongyun's eyes were straight, he was rolling and crawling madly, trembling and shouting: "Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"

When Zuo Wuzhou was still King Wu, he was so fierce and violent. Now that he has become Emperor Wu, even Emperor Chongyun knows that no one in Ronghe District can beat him.

A star burst out in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, and a killing sound echoed back to heaven and earth: "Kill!"

But seeing Zuo Wuzhou's skill and body moving, a martial lord received this punch with a pale expression!

How could this Martial Lord be his opponent? He punched up and down. This Martial Lord just screamed in agony and was already exploded into a ball of flesh and blood!

With one word, he transformed into a tiger's roar, awakening Yaksha and the others. Roaring with great joy, he used his special skills and continuously blasted at his opponents.

Zuo Wuzhou moved his body again, and grabbed a martial lord like a raging fire. His five fingers were like steel claws and wrapped around the warrior's head, and threw it into the sky. However, he saw the martial lord scream miserably, and there was a loud bang, and the sky was filled with flesh and blood.

The opponents of Zhang Dongtian and Yasha were killed by Zuo Wuzhou's two moves in an understatement. The two of them were shocked and shocked: "We haven't seen each other for five years, but he is so powerful that he is so terrifying."

Five years ago, Zuo Wuzhou was able to fight and kill Lord Wu, but he never did so lightly. Note that besides talking about anger, 90% of Emperor Wu who wanted to kill Lord Wu never had the temperament to do so lightly.

This not only shows that Zuo Wuzhou has become the Martial Emperor. He is also a strong one among the Martial Emperors, almost as strong as Tan Nu's level.

"Yaksha, protect everyone. Leave the rest to me." Zuo Wuzhou started thinking, calmed down, and shouted.

The words still echoed in the air, Zuo Wuzhou stepped on his feet, as fast as fire, and continued to rumble along the way with unparalleled violence.

Countless Chongyun troops who were about to counterattack were killed as Zuo Wuzhou sprinted out of the city along the way!

"Why did he leave!" Yasha and Zhang Dongtian were stunned: "There are still enemies here."

The two of them suddenly came to their senses: "Let's go. There are only two Martial Lords left. If we can't solve these two Martial Lords and less than ten Martial Lords, it would be too embarrassing."

"If even these enemies have to be attacked by him, the Martial Emperor, where will our cultivation be?"

The two realized what Zuo Wukuo meant, and Yasha shouted: "I'll protect everyone, you go."

"Okay, leave it to us. Although we are not Emperor Wu, we still have our own abilities." Zhang Dongtian laughed endlessly and jumped to Gu Yiyi.

Although they are not as good as Zuo Wuzhou, they are still geniuses and have their own pride. Even if they are not as good as Zuo Wuzhou, it does not mean that they are worthless waste, but they cannot compare with Zuo Wuzhou.

The Martial Emperor of the Chongyun Alliance had fallen, and Zuo Wuzhou casually killed three Martial Lords one after another. The remaining two Martial Lords had already lost their souls, and how could they dare to fight. Seeing Zhang Dongtian leaping towards them, these two Martial Lords were in a panic.

, tried his best to take a blow, but turned around and ran away.

"You came to Xilin to fight, kill, burn, and rob. If you want to leave now, it can't be so cheap." Zhang Dongtian is indeed Zhang Dongtian, but these words would be unheard of by others.

He doesn't know how to tell, and only he who has integrity in his heart would rebuke him like this.

All the super-soul combat skills inherited from his family were revealed. Gu Yiyi did not hesitate anymore and used the super-soul combat skill without any hesitation: "Tangguang Seal!"

One of the Martial Lords who escaped spewed out blood. Zhang Dongtian rushed forward and killed the man with one move. The three Martial Lords then joined forces to surround the last Martial Lord.

There are still eight warriors in the Chongyun coalition, but they have already lost their fighting spirit. Hearing the name of the God of Killing, they did not surrender on the spot, which is already very courageous.

Seeing that there were originally five Martial Lords and one Martial Emperor. In the blink of an eye, only one Martial Lord was left. The eight Martial Lords had no intention of fighting and were so frightened that they wanted to turn around and run away.

However, the eight Martial Masters had forgotten that Gu Yiyi and three others had gone to surround Martial Lord. But there was also an even more unruly and murderous Yaksha!

Yasha is not someone who just sits back and waits passively. He has his own way of protection, taking Wuwan and Wuxi together and handing them over to Zuo Zongwu: "Keep an eye on them!"

In a blink of an eye, the real person of Yaksha lived up to his name, like the Shura evil god, and the murderous general passed by with a ferocious spirit. With one move of "Wu Xiang Seal", he killed two martial masters on the spot.

If these eight warriors unite, they may not be able to fight. But at this time, who still has the fighting spirit? They immediately run away, and then run away. How can they escape Yaksha? He rises and falls, jumps, and kills again.

Got one person.

Just as he was about to strike hard at another Martial Lord, this Martial Lord rolled over, half-prostrate on the ground, held his head in his hands, and shouted pathetically: "I surrender, I surrender!"

When Yasha was stunned by Shenren, the others still said it was valid, and immediately fell down and begged loudly: "I surrender too!"

Guan Longhu watched the battle turn around in an instant. He was indeed a soul monk with great talent for war. He immediately jumped to a high place and shouted throughout Ren'an City: "I am Guan Longhu, and Xilin soldiers obey your orders!"

As soon as he yelled out, the Xilin soldiers who had rebelled in Ren'an City started to shout: "It's General Guan, Lord Guan, listen to what he says!"

"Sir Xilin, listen to the order and the generals of all armies will organize on the spot and immediately follow Emperor Zuo Wu to counterattack the Chongyun coalition!"

In Yan'an City, countless Xilin soldiers cried with joy. There were thunderous cheers. The fighting spirit returned. They took the captured weapons and launched a counterattack on the Chongyun Allied Forces, which was retreating steadily and had no morale anymore.

Guan Longhu roared angrily: "Shi Lin, come with me and follow the army to counterattack!"

After all, Guan Longhu was a genius in the art of war. He knew that this wave of morale was rare and valuable. Facing the absolute strength of the Chongyun coalition, it would not last as long as the temple. Therefore, Huo Xiu needed several strong men to accompany the army to attack and counterattack.

Guanlonghu and Shilin were divided into two places, and the soldiers of Bijiezhuxilin swept together the most high-spirited counterattack wave!

There were two warriors who personally presided over the counterattack formation. The two remnant troops they led were like arrows in the waves. They were so powerful that they were killed like ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was like chopping vegetables and melons.

Of the 50,000 Xilin soldiers who could fight, nearly 20,000 had been lost before. But there were still more than 30,000 soldiers who could fight. However, they were divided into countless pieces by Chongyun's army and surrounded by guards.

Therefore, Xilin's soldiers counterattacked on the spot. In fact, there was no organization at all. At first, they counterattacked with enthusiasm. When the armies protected by Guan Longhu and Shilin appeared, more and more disrupted remnants gathered together.

Together.

By the time they finally made an effort, they drove Chongyun's army out of the city. The two armies each had tens of thousands of soldiers.

When Guan Longhu and Shi Lin led their troops to drive Chongyun's army out of the city, they saw a scene that stunned and shocked them!

Emperor Chongyun's face turned pale as he ran wildly, taking the lead in escaping...

As soon as the emperor fled, the coalition forces that were not very united almost immediately collapsed.

The hundreds of thousands of troops suddenly collapsed. It was such a spectacular scene. It was simply the most majestic scene. The hundreds of thousands of troops were shattered into pieces and suddenly consisted of allied forces from various countries.

Flying out of the city, Zuo Wuzhou frowned in displeasure when he saw the hundreds of thousands of troops crumbling. His thoughts were as fast as lightning: "No, if the army collapses and the defeated troops sweep across the territory of Xilin, I don't know how many people in Xilin will be harmed."

The sky is a lesson. Zuo Wuzhou is indifferent to human life and has always only cared about the lives of his relatives and friends. If he can think of this, it really shows that he has deep feelings for Xilin.

When he thought of this, Zuo Wuzhou's dragon roared and roared, shaking the sky: "Generals of all armies, control the defeated troops.

The sonorous sound was so fierce that it sounded like thunder in the army that stretched for ten miles, and it was like exploding in the ears of every soldier.

It is said that the allied generals were pale for a moment, and even countless defeated troops were shocked by the roar of the dragon.

Emperor Chongyun was the first to escape, and countless defeated soldiers used him as an arrow to lead the mad escape.

A voice as cold as coming from hell, whirling around the world: "Your Majesty Chongyun, where else do you want to escape to?"

Suddenly, a dark red flame blazed across the sky. It fell like a burning meteorite towards where Emperor Chongyun was escaping.

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The ink in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes was deep and terrifying, and he was dressed in black and red. The black was evil spirit, and the red was blood! A long knife with a bright red luster was pressed heavily in front of him, without saying a word, Hu

Eyes filled with evil spirits.

Emperor Chongyun was so horrified that he almost fell off his horse, his teeth chattering: "You, you!"

Placing his hands heavily on the handle of the knife, Zuo Wuzhou seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Your Majesty, you never expected that I am still alive."

Emperor Chongyun's teeth chattered with fear: "You, what do you want! I am Emperor Chongyun, if you dare to kill me, the Soul Palace will punish you."

"The Soul Palace, the Soul Palace is nothing." Zuo Wuzhou sneered: "The Diao Xing Sect has too much time to take care of itself."

Stomping his toes, the ground roared and trembled. This kind of momentum was frightening. Zuo Wuzhou's eyes flashed with coldness: "Let me ask you, which sect Liudong City has joined!"

Senlie's incomparable momentum finally overwhelmed the emperor, rolled off his horse, and cried and howled: "I don't know, Emperor Zuo Wu, I don't know, what happened back then has nothing to do with me, it was Liudongcheng who did it."

Emperor Chongyun looked crazy: "I knew you would become Emperor Wu, how could I dare to attack you? How dare I!"

Under such momentum, the emperor was really going crazy, crying and laughing, talking crazy words: "If I had known you could become Emperor Wu, it would have been too late for me to curry favor with you. How dare I. I went crazy. Five years ago,

I must have lost my mind and gone crazy. How could I be so stupid, why should I attack you!"

If God gives him a chance, he will definitely choose to turn back time and go back to five years ago. He would rather be friends with Zuo Wuzhou at all costs.

Emperor Chongyun could not figure it out even if he died.

How could a dead person come back to life? Not only did he come back to life, he also became the ruler of the world, the pinnacle, and the Soul Martial Emperor.

Not only him, many people are puzzled.

Emperor Chongyun was the first to bear the brunt. He collapsed and thought: "The sky wants to destroy me, but it actually taught Zuo Wubei, the murderer, to come back alive. The sky wants to destroy me."

Five years ago, from Dazunhui to Husbandhui, he and Liudongcheng knew how much they had done to Zuo Wuzhou. How could he be lucky if Zuo Wuzhou staged a return of the king?

Five years ago, when Zuo Wuzhou was still Lord Wu, he slaughtered Ronghe District until the rivers of blood flowed, and everyone was frightened by the killings. Now, he has returned as Emperor Wu. No matter how big the world is, there is no place for him.

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The emperor shouted wildly in his heart: "If Liuwu Ge was still there, how could this happen? The sky is unfair, the sky is unfair!"

The emperor never expected that Liudong City, which he relied heavily on, would not be Zuo Wuzhou's opponent even if it was here.

"It seems that he really doesn't know where Liu Dongcheng is going. He doesn't even know that Liu Dongcheng has gone to True Soul Heaven."

There was a look of disappointment in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, and he thought: "It doesn't matter, we can always find Liudong City. Even in the ends of the world, we can always take his head."

When he comes back this time, Liudongcheng is one of the people he must kill, followed by Emperor Jiuya and the five great martial emperors of Tamsui.

As he was thinking, Emperor Chongyun's pressure suddenly decreased. When he was forced to a dead end, he screamed in despair: "We fight him, but I don't believe he can kill hundreds of thousands of our troops!"

Emperor Chongyun, who had forgotten how to count, was full of madness. He got on his horse and mobilized all the troops to roar towards Zuo Dan. He vowed to find a way out.

Zuo Wuzhou had a strong heart and an indifferent expression. He watched the emperor leading thousands of horses galloping closer and closer!

His eyes were full of blood, and he said coldly: "If you want to die, I will help you!"

"Shi Jin, enjoy your flesh and blood! This is the reward you deserve."

The Shijin Sword pressed in front of him instantly emits a golden sword light that fills the sky. The mountain roars like a tsunami with a sharp cut. The flat cut sweeps across, and the exuberant sword light is wiped away with a swipe!

A sword slashed out a hundred meters, and countless horse warriors headed by the emperor wailed and struggled, screaming wildly, and were cut in two by the sword. Hundreds of horsemen suddenly turned into bloody romances that took off!

The sword shows off its power and is extremely shocking.

Zuo Wuzhou's cold words lingered over the army: "Surrender, yes, no surrender!"

The emperor luckily escaped with his life, but one of his arms was cut off. He almost screamed crazily: "No surrender, no surrender!"

"good!"

"Shi Jin cuts again!" With a movement of his body, the emperor was severely injured and fell to the ground. Shi Jin slashed out again with a crazy sword.

This time, he used the pointed sword light. It did not have such invincible power, but it became powerful and unparalleled. The sword light was like a chariot, rumbling and crushing hundreds or thousands of people into flesh.

Hundreds of thousands of troops saw this scene, and the coalition soldiers finally couldn't resist the fear in their hearts. With a loud roar, they collapsed and scattered in all directions!

Zuo Wuzhou felt something, and his eyes were cold: "Not good. If we are swept away by the defeated troops, the people of Xilin will be in great trouble."

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me.

Like a fire dragon, he swept away and intercepted a defeated soldier. His swords flashed across the starry sky several times, accompanied by a sonorous killing sound: "I just ask, will you surrender or not?"

Several blades of light swept out, and the defeated soldiers who bore the brunt saw a brilliant khaki color sprinkled on them. In an instant, thousands of defeated soldiers were crushed to pieces.

The defeated soldiers in this direction were almost crazy. They had never seen such power before. They were trembling and crazy. They all prostrated on the ground, wailing and hissing: "It's down. It's down!".

"good!"

The heaven and earth were shaken by a loud explosion!

In the other direction, countless defeated soldiers howled miserably and flew into the air, experiencing the taste of countless trapeze artists. They danced with flesh and blood, and flew with broken arms, waists and legs.

This kind of power is already as terrifying as a god in the eyes of Xun Xuan.

"We surrender, we surrender!" The defeated soldiers here howled in pain and despair: "Don't kill us, we surrender."

Zuo Wuzhou has transformed into a cold and indifferent god of death, reaping the lives of countless defeated soldiers with one sword after another.

One sword can kill hundreds of people, and then dozens of swords come down, and they are slashed in several directions continuously. At least ten thousand people were killed by these dozens of swords, it is really a cold harvest of lives.

Call it cruel or bully the weak. But let me tell you, if these hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated and dispersed, it would immediately be a disaster for the people of Xilin, and it would quickly sweep through the entire Xilin.

Apart from killing, there is no other way to stop the defeated army. A man kills when he wants, why should he hesitate? He who kills millions is a hero among heroes, a hero among heroes. Why not, so what!

If the Zhenjiao coalition forces capture Ren'an City, it will be a three-day holiday, and it will be a disaster for the Xilin people. Ren'an City is like this, and one can only imagine what these coalition forces did in other cities in Xilin.

Killing these coalition forces would be a very satisfying move.

Hundreds of thousands of troops were lying dead all over the field, which really corresponded to the word "river of blood". Hundreds of thousands of defeated soldiers were surrendered under one man's sword. They didn't dare to move at all.

With his own strength, he killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Everyone was frightened and their livers and gallbladders were split apart. He prevented the defeat of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and prevented a military disaster from happening.

Talking about the coalition generals, even the coalition soldiers were kneeling on the ground in fear, not daring to do anything. But one coalition general shouted: "Charge and kill, he doesn't dare to kill all of us!"

Before he could finish his words, he was beheaded by the soldiers.

Dare not? Dare, yes dare not?

Give it a try and see if Zuo Wuwu dares to kill hundreds of thousands of allied troops. Maybe he can't kill them all. But killing a hundred thousand is definitely not a problem.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the coalition forces all knelt on the ground in fear, threw down their weapons, and shouted in terror, with overwhelming trembling: "We surrender, we all surrender."

When Guan Longhu and Shi Lin led the army to counterattack out of the city, what they witnessed was such a terrifying scene.

screen.

What a spectacular and great scene, Guan Longhu and Shi Lin were so excited that they felt like their blood was about to spill out: "As a human being, you should be like Emperor Zuo Wu (Master), a great hero who can suppress hundreds of thousands with one force."

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"As a soul monk, you should have such a heroic spirit that can conquer the world!"

Guan Longhu and Shi Lin were shocked and shocked, and stared at Zuo Wuzhou with great respect.

Zuo Wuzhou looked indifferent, threatening the world with one man and one sword, subduing hundreds of thousands of troops and kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy! It can be said that it is unprecedented.

Such divine power should make the heaven and the earth move together, and should overwhelm the sun and the moon, so that the sun and the moon have no light. It is the best in the world.

The Xilin soldiers were stunned and shocked. Finally, all kinds of words and joy merged into infinite ecstasy, turning into thunderous cheers, and the voice came from the heart: "Emperor Zuo Wu, Emperor Zuo Wu!"

There was a torrent of thunderous cheers, and Zheng Zuo Wuzhou's mind was swaying, and he finally recognized that he was from Xilin!

At this point, Zuo Wuzhou's prestige in Xilin surpassed Tang Xiaotian and reached a new peak.

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