Immortal Devil Transformation

On the middle axis of Yunqin Palace, swordlight is everywhere.

A swordsman named Xianyi College, like cutting grass in an empty field, easily cut a steel mesh, cut a chain blade, and stabbed his opponent in the throat.

Those heavily armed sergeants fell like a piece of grass.

The Yunqin military has always maintained enough pride in practitioners, not because of the strength of the armament, but because of the scarcity of the number of practitioners... practitioners are always scarce in this world, the army is always able to occupy a huge quantitative advantage when faced with practitioners.

When this huge number of advantages did not exist, ordinary Yun Qin soldiers, in front of a large number of practitioners, were really like a grass, cut by each other at will.

Hundreds of swordsmen from the Immortal College scattered swordlight indiscriminately. The vast majority of Yun Qin people have never seen so many practitioners in their lifetime. They have not seen so many practitioners pierced the army, such as the grass cutting melon scene.

The forward Chinese army seemed to be retreating, but in fact they were still moving forward, just because the swordsmen at these Immortal Colleges were killing too fast and moving too fast to create such a visual misperception.

These fairy swordsmen are more agile and sophisticated than monkeys in the mountains, and the blood beneath their feet and the fallen Zhongzhou guards form a tide between red and silver.

Hundreds of swordsmen from the same practice have not seen the massacre of the army, not even the oldest general in the state of China.

Only at this moment, Wen Xuan Hui is still just watching calmly.

A Confucian white clerk, riding a group of green horses, drove down the avenue behind him, slowed to the side of his carriage, stopped, and then the Confucian white clerk on the carriage, just calmly watched the killing on the median axis of the palace.

“He's gone? ”

Wen Xuanxun did not turn his head and asked the elegant white shirt clerk softly.

The White Shirt Man nodded, “After all, he still has the identity of a Green Shirt student, at least Green Shirt College won't make him difficult. ”

“That's good.” Wen Xuan smiled, “Have you ever regretted doing something like this? ”

"How can you even think about this at a time like this," said White Shirt Vincent gently. ”

“The more likely it is that the final result will reveal, the more people will think.” Wen Xuanxun smiled: “At this time, however, everything will go according to nature. At this time, the fighter, like ordinary visitors, is not very different. ”

The white man nodded calmly and looked at the massacre on the middle axis of the Imperial City, softly saying: “The Immortal Academy is over. ”

Wen Xuan pivot at the previous moment, there was some mercy on his face, but at this time, he was already filled with the ruthlessness and strength of the hero.

“By the time Heavenly Sword Hopper left Xianyi College, Xianyi College was finished.” He was slightly ironic.

……

A captain of the Zhongzhou Guard's footsteps slowed down.

Because his body was already full of corpses.

Thousands of heavily armed sergeants in white tiger armour have all fallen into blood.

He was like standing in the middle of a sea of blood floating with heavy silver metal.

He began to see a complete cold.

He looked back.

Fighting continued behind him, with hundreds of swordsmen still swording and slaughtering the silver tide of the Chinese guards.

Between him and the 100-step distance of the swordsmen of these Immortal One Colleges, there were also five or six lonely men standing, like him, the Chinese Guard Silver Armor Sergeant.

These Chinese Guards in Silver Armor, like him, did not survive the slaughter of these practitioners because of their superior martial arts skills, but because the swordlight of the practitioners of the Immortal College missed them… The countless farmers who weeded in the fields always missed one or two strains of weed.

They were in the field, two strains of grass missing.

Many Chinese guard captains like him have been cold, they have never experienced such a battle, they have seen such a killing.

Many of them have been unable to bear to look back towards the carriage of the distant Wenxuan hub, they have subconsciously wanted to hear the order to retreat, yet there has been no order to retreat, the first and last of the carriages, still sitting calmly.

They began to become desperate.

After despair, however, they still had no other choice but to be pressured forward by the rear army.

A Zhongzhou Guard Silver Armor sergeant stabbed his silver rifle in his hand with despair, just like a normal practice stab.

Watching a fairy college swordsman with blood beads running through his sword in his forehand, he just felt like he was going to die the next moment.

So he closed his eyes.

At the next moment, however, he didn't feel an icy blade penetrating his body, he just felt his longgun hit an object suddenly, then pounded and didn't go in deep.

He opened his eyes and, at the next moment, he stayed and cheered with joy.

His long gun penetrated through the crack of the fairy armor of the fairy swordsman in front of him and pierced the lungs of the swordsman of the fairy college.

The sword of the Immortal College Swordsman was still stiff in the air, but half a foot away from him, he could no longer stab him.

This was the first cheer of the Chinese army on the battlefield of the Mid-Axis of the Palace. A moment later, the Chinese army once again burst into a hysterical cheer.

A swordsman from Xianyi College fell down slowly with an arrow in his forehead.

Although at this time behind the practitioners of these Immortal One Colleges, it is not known how many soldiers of the Zhongzhou Guard have fallen, but the fall of these two Immortal One College swordsmen is a sudden injection of great courage into these desperate Chinese troops, making them feel that these can kill their Immortal One Swordsmen as easily as cutting grass, and they will also be tired… and can be killed by them.

……

A fairy college swordsman arrived in front of a Chinese sergeant who was even stuck there because of fear and stress.

He has no mercy for the sword.

At the moment of the sword, however, his face became unusually pale.

Because his arm was already sore, it was as heavy as lead, and the sword was getting heavier and heavier in his hand, and at that point it was like a giant iron stick, pressing his arm down.

“Ah!”

The Zhongzhou Guard soldier in front of him did not return until then to wave his sword in chaos.

The sword in the hands of the swordsman of the Immortal Academy still stabbed the shoulder of the Zhongzhou Guard, but his eyeballs were instantly drummed up.

His throat was severed by a raging knife blade from which blood erupted wildly.

He fell back and died.

The Zhongzhou Guard soldier who killed him was very young and full of naivety. When he saw that the practitioner of the Immortal College had been killed by himself, he did not know whether it was the pain of a shoulder sword wound that caused him to cry for the rest of his life after the robbery.

In his cry, a shout of cheer broke out among the Chinese army.

A former Immortal College swordsman named Flying as a Immortal began to fall.

Blocking the army with a large number of practitioners is, of course, a good way to go, but the key is that there is a lot more… relatively little.

The Chinese state army has more than 100,000 troops, usually enough to suppress the rebellion from the surrounding provinces. In taking advantage of the previous time, Wen Xuan Hub, who exchanged blood, already has the overwhelming majority of its support. At this time, the Chinese army entering Zhongzhou City has exceeded 30,000, plus various divisions such as the Criminal Division, as well as thousands of patrol troops, these numbers have become very scary. It is naturally impossible to kill all the Chinese state army, only part of the Chinese state army may be killed.

So from the very beginning, the results of these fairy swordsmen who appeared here were doomed.

These swordsmen of the Immortal College cannot naturally be all practitioners of the Immortal College, but with such strength, they are absolutely the most powerful of the Immortal College.

After the heavenly man Jianhe Baihao was expelled from the College by the people of Nihe and his own Xianyi College, the lost spirit of Xianyi College actually ceased to exist.

And after these strong powers disappear, Xianyi College will be the shell of the dead, and I'm afraid it will cease to exist.

……

“Even a fairy college like this is a hidden danger in your eyes. ”

Looking at a fallen Xianyi College swordsman, Wen Xuanxun looked at the location of the Imperial Studio in the palace, he always thought the emperor would be there at this moment.

“Didn't you just want to destroy the Immortal Academy and break these things? Well, I'll destroy what you want to destroy and see what you end up with. ”

In his heart he thought sarcastically, waving his hand at a former General of the Zhongzhou Guard, "Next, you can be quicker… at least let them pass through the corpse of the heavily armed sergeant in front of you. ”

A heavily armored sergeant lying on the ground with a dense numbness could summon fear in his heart, but the drums of war suddenly became more violent.

All Chinese Guards start running at full speed.

Scattered, spiritually depleted Xianyi College swordsmen have been powerless to stop such a flood from advancing, and their shadows are rapidly extinguished in the silver flood.

The exhilaration to kill the practitioner was not yet time to be swallowed up again by fear, and the foremost Chinese sergeant had washed past the dead corpse of the heavily armed sergeant.

The emperor is indeed still in the royal study.

It is not far from the forewarner forces of the Silver Light Guard of China.

However, he remains very calm at this moment.

Listening to the return of several officials in the doorway of the Imperial Study, he nodded with a sneer.

A hint of white smoke drifted deep into the palace and quickly formed a rushing white beacon.

…….

There are nineteen gateways throughout Zhongzhou City, and only six of them are still open.

When this rushing white peak smoke appeared between the heavens and the earth, the Zhongzhou army, which had rushed into the palace, had not seen any unusual changes, but an open gate in the southeast corner was suddenly closed.

Like the heavenly jail thousand doors inside the palace, most of the gates in Zhongzhou City are metal gates controlled by a winch, not suspended bridges. However, the gates closed by such gates do not know how many times heavier and thicker than the heavenly jail doors. At this moment, they fall at extremely fast speed, strike the ground, and suddenly, like the King of God's hammer, blow up a raging airflow, make a dull noise, and even overwhelm the drums on the city wall.

Next. Later.