"I…"
Sakuei Yasuda's face was as red as a pig's liver.
"Forget it, I'll eat it in my next life."
Chen Yu grabbed the spear and threw it into the air.
"Ahhhhh!"
Yasuda Sakubei's spear left his hand, and his body involuntarily flew into the air several meters high.
"You stabbed me once, and I returned the favor.”
Chen Yu extended his hand and waved it. The Cross-Shaped Spear shot out like a bolt of black lightning.
It pierced through the air and stabbed Yasuda Shubei, who was still flying freely in the air.
Almost at the same time, Sakuei Yasuda turned into a rain of blood that poured onto the ground within a radius of more than ten meters.
Blood was quite nutritious.
In the coming year, there should be a lot of weeds growing.
Chen Yu felt that he was still quite an eco-friendly person.
"Lord…Lord…Lord?"
Sen Lanmaru was dumbstruck as he looked at Chen Yu, who seemed to be standing upright on the spot, in disbelief.
"That's the enemy's general. Kill him and you'll get first-class battle merits! Avenge Lord Yasuda!"
A middle-aged man shouted with greed in his eyes.
Even though he didn't know Chen Yu's identity...
However, this military merit was obviously very valuable.
"Kill them!"
Dozens of elite Zu Qing surrounded Chen Yu. They slashed with their sabers and stabbed with their spears, transforming into a dense forest of sabers and spears.
"Be careful…"
Sen Lan Maru's body shook again, his voice hoarse.
"Oh."
The sound of a saber being drawn suddenly rang out.
Almost at the same time, a snow-white saber light enveloped the space in front of Chen Yu.
The saber light flashed and disappeared, as if it had never appeared for a night.
Tens of Zu Qing's eyes were filled with fear, and their bodies suddenly froze.
A moment later, a bloody line appeared on their bodies at the same time.
The blood line gradually thickened…
Until it suddenly split open.
The smell of blood filled the air.
Waist Slash!
"How…how is this possible?"
The middle-aged man looked at the corpses on the ground, his expression twisted, and his body trembled.
"Villains always say this kind of line. It's too boring.”
Looking at his attire, he seemed to be a general?
Forget it, no matter who he was, it was all the same.
Chen Yu walked in front of him, stretched out his right hand, and lightly pressed down.
Then, the middle-aged man's head disappeared without a trace like a turtle that had shrunk its head.
"Although it doesn't break the defense, there are too many small soldiers. It's quite troublesome.”
Frowning, Chen Yu activated the title " Sixth Heaven's Demon King."
An invisible halo spread out like ripples.
Covering a 200-meter radius around him
Zu Qing, who was preparing to charge for the second round, subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
The pitch-black armor reflected the moonlight and emitted a deep luster.
The blood-red cloak looked as if it had been soaked in blood.
Strands of black gas were emitted from his body, as if they came from the Mysterious Underworld.
Just standing in front of him made one's heart palpitate.
"What kind of enemy are we facing?”
Unknowingly, the hundreds of aggressive soldiers that had charged into the monastery trembled and stopped attacking.
His back was covered in cold sweat.
"My lord…you…"
Sen Lan Maru said with difficulty.
"Don't be in a hurry to die."
"Ah?"
"Record what happened today and leave it for future generations to sing.”
Chen Yu gave it a try, but he really couldn't say anything like " my heroic bearing in battle is like a dancing blood butterfly." He could only give up.
He reached out and grabbed the back of Sen Lan Maru's collar, then suddenly flung it.
Sen Lan Maru flew up like a cloud.
He sat on the roof of the main hall of the Instinct Temple.
The force of the throw threw him more than ten meters away.
“……”
The soldiers in front of Chen Yu took two steps back in unison.
Sen Lanmaru struggled to stand up. After thinking for a long time, he pinched his thigh heavily.
Instantly, he grimaced and almost cried out.
It hurts!
"A bunch of trash, embarrassing things. The other party was only one person. What was there to be afraid of?”
A cold laugh rang out, and a man dressed like a warrior squeezed into the crowd.
The man was about 16 or 17 years old. He held a long sword in his hand and had a proud expression.
As the man walked in, Chen Yu's Bloody Watch vibrated continuously.
"Who are you?"
"What are you pretending for? If you can do it, go ahead!”
"Which family are you from? Let your father do it."
Chen Yu hadn't even said anything when several of the generals who had reacted said furiously.
"The great sword hero disdains answering such a stupid question.”
Takehara Kentaro said angrily.
"You're a sword hero, my ass. Why haven't I heard of you?”
A man holding a katana roared.
"After I kill this black armored man, I will kill you.”
"Little child, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and go back to your father.”
Tachi Man was stunned and sighed.
"Eight squares!"
Takehara Kentaro had not expected such a scene.
He hadn't even attacked his target, but he was already angered to death by the storyline characters on his side.
"Let him come over."
Chen Yu said coolly as he looked at the somewhat disheveled warrior.
"Ha Yi!"
Sensing Chen Yu's gaze, the Tachi Man hurriedly bent down and nodded, making way for him.
Everything seemed so natural…
"I am Takehara Kentaro, the future Supreme Sword Saint. Remember this name.”
Takehara Kentaro arrived in front of Chen Yu. His expression changed a few times, revealing a trace of envy.
Too flashy, too excessive!
This style simply made people's hearts surge.
He had never thought that Nanman Jia, who was stained with blood, would be so cool.
He was like a ghost.
A life and death battle with such a strong enemy…
It could be called the happiest thing in life!
"It's too long. I can't remember clearly. Besides, I think you're bragging."
Stunned, Chen Yu revealed a caring expression as if he cared for a retard.
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