Zhou Zhiruo saw that Han Chen was walking further and further away, and he was about to reach the enemy. She pursed her lips tightly and wanted to follow him a few times, but when she thought of Han Chen's words, she squeezed her sword hard and finally stopped, choosing to believe in Han Chen.
"Young Sect Leader…"
Zhou Zhiruo's clear autumn eyes shone with hope and trust.
At this moment, the ferry was in an uproar.
" This young man isn't running!"
"And he walked over. What is he doing?”
"Is he going to beg for mercy? It doesn't look like it."
"Heavens, he can't be thinking of challenging the entire Revolutionary Army, right? There are hundreds of them. No matter how good his martial arts are, it's useless.”
When the merchants and wealthy guests who were waiting for the boat to cross the river saw Han Chen walking forward alone to meet the army of hundreds of soldiers, their eyes widened. Some even rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they had just seen.
On the opposite side of the river, the autumn wind blew.
The bearded Zhao Jun rode on a warhorse, holding a large saber in his hand.
Beside him, a dense group of soldiers marched forward. Seeing that Han Chen did not run away and instead walked up to her, she snorted in disdain.
"Hmph, these so-called people of the martial world are all fools who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!”
When he thought of this, the bearded Zhao Jun snorted coldly and glanced at Han Chen from the corner of his eyes. He immediately raised his right hand high and suddenly clenched his fist.
"Kill them!"
Seeing the general's hand signal, the five hundred elite soldiers roared in unison. They were like wolves and tigers as they raised their sabers and charged at Han Chen. The five hundred people charged at the same time, and the scene was truly spectacular.
"It's over. That youth is dead for sure.”
"What a pity. He died at such a young age.”
At the ferry crossing, the merchants and rich customers shook their heads and sighed. They looked at the densely packed 500 elite soldiers. They did not need to look any longer. They could tell that Han Chen was definitely going to die.
Clang!
Suddenly, a melodious dragon's roar resounded across the river.
After the dragon roar, sword light flashed, and several elite soldiers were immediately beheaded.
"What a powerful sword technique!"
"Who is this young man? His swordsmanship is actually so powerful!"
"I know this sword technique. It's the Emei Sword Technique.”
The peddlers and rich customers standing at the ferry all stared with wide eyes at the distance. The elegant sword lights shocked them.
However, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, can you stop five hundred elite soldiers?
At this moment, on the shore of the Han River.
The sword light was like a rainbow, and blood splattered everywhere.
Swoosh!
Han Chen's sword slashed down like a mountain. The three enemies at the front were cut in half with their sabers.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy. Points 10!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy. Points 10!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy. Points 10!”
Han Chen's expression was cold, and he did not have the time to pay attention to the notifications. The remnant rainbow was ruthless and merciless as it reaped the lives of the enemy.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Sword light flashed and fell on the ground!
At every moment, there were enemies bleeding and injured, and corpses lying at his feet.
Han Chen's Emei Nine Yang Skill had already advanced to the sixth realm, and his Genuine Qi was recovering very quickly.
The Immortal Seal, which originated from the Tang Empire, had also reached the fifth level. It could turn the enemy's strength into its own, nourishing the battle with an endless stream of zhenqi.
With the Immortal Seal, the more enemies there were, the more strength he would have. If he could make use of it, Han Chen could be said to be invincible.
This was also why Han Chen dared to challenge 500 elite soldiers.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The blood-red sword light was like a whirlwind. The blade whistled and swept in all directions. Anyone who got close to Han Chen, be it a person or a knife, was immediately torn to pieces by the sword light.
In an instant, broken limbs flew all over the sky, and heads rolled all over the ground.
The battle had just begun, and in just a few breaths, dozens of Red Scarves soldiers had died on the banks of the Han River. The beach had already turned light red.
However, to the five hundred soldiers, the lives of a few dozen people were not worth mentioning. They could not achieve the effect of intimidation. The remaining soldiers were still fearless and charged forward with their sabers.
"All soldiers, listen up! Kill him!”
"Whoever beheads him, I will reward him with 100 taels of gold and promote him by one rank!”
"He's only one person. Kill him, exhaust him, kill him!”
The bearded Zhao Junyong rode on his horse. He did not fight Han Chen's attack head-on. Instead, he commanded the battle from afar. He roared repeatedly and listed all kinds of rewards.
Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men.
"A hundred taels of gold?"
"An official promotion?"
"Let's go all out!"
As expected, when they heard the generous reward from the general, the soldiers immediately boiled over. Being a soldier meant that they had to lick blood on the edge of a knife. With such an opportunity to be promoted and make a fortune, they naturally chose to fight for their lives.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
These soldiers did not seem to be afraid. They rushed forward, wave after wave. One wave fell, and another wave came, slashing at Han Chen.
Double Extermination Swords!
The most ferocious sword technique of the Emei Sect!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The Sundered Rainbow sword was like a blood dragon, vicious and savage. It slashed left and stabbed right, its sword qi unhindered and unstoppable, coldly reaping the lives of the enemy.
"My hand! My hand is gone!"
"Eyes, eyes! I can't see anything!"
Han Chen stood on the beach, and the blood-red sword light enveloped his body. His sword technique was mysterious and ruthless, and he could hear the miserable screams of the enemy before they died.
At this moment, the 500 enemy troops had surrounded him.
Because of this, there were only a dozen or so people who could get close to Han Chen. The rest stood at the back and waited for the person in front to fall before they had a chance to attack.
In other words, Han Chen was only going to deal with a dozen enemies. The others could not threaten him at all.
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