() Moreover, it came so directly, so simple, so carefree, that kind of feeling like a wolf seeing a thousand sheep indifferently.

but

Are the sergeants sheep?

Of course not. They are the elite in the army of the Daxia Dynasty. The warriors who charged the battlefield are now ignored by one person. How can they bear it?

"Kill!" The sound of shouting and killing sounded, and nearly a thousand sergeants also moved at this moment, rushing out towards Fangzheng, led by the five sergeants at the forefront of the formation, and five spears pierced the front, carrying Sensen Hanmang.

"Dead!" The innocent sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hands also moved, swept across the sword, and with a purple mandrel like a crescent moon, rushed directly into the sergeant, blood splashed.

With a sword, the five sergeants at the forefront even brought the horse down to the ground.

Thousands of sergeants' eyes are awe-inspiring.

Some of them have also heard the name Fang Zhengzheng, knowing that Fang Zhengzheng has stepped into the heavenly realm, but they did not expect it to be so.

Blood stained the ground.

And this also made the world more purple in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes, a blood-red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the hatred in his heart rolled wildly.

"Dead! Die! Everyone who steps into Beishan Village must die!"

Fang Zhengzheng had only this idea in his heart, and he killed all the people who bullied Beishan Village and all the military scum that he thought was right.

However, the other sergeants did not stop because of the prestige of the upright sword. Each sergeant flew to the wings after taking a breath.

It took only a moment to surround Founder straight.

"Kill!" Another shouting sounded, and dozens of horses raised their front hooves, hissing, and dozens of lances stabbed in the direction of the square.

Horse stab.

Obviously, this is a well-trained army, all the horseshoes step on the square, all the spears are stabbed out uniformly, without any deviation.

Fang Zhengzhi's eyes became extremely cold at this moment, the innocent sword in his hand was raised high, and the torrential white waves surged from his body. Purple awns flashed in the white waves.

"Death!" With a scream, Zimang turned into several sword lights, blocking dozens of horses from stepping on it, and bombarding dozens of spears.

A roar of horses roared. Dozens of sergeants fell directly under the horse.

However, just after dozens of sergeants had fallen, another wave of sergeants rushed up immediately.

Wheel fight.

This is the most advantageous tactic when more people bully less people. Thousands of sergeants can attack at the same time, although there are only more than ten sergeants, but after the assassination round by round, even the iron body can not be eaten.

Their purpose is to consume Fangzheng's energy, let Fangzheng meet the enemy again and again without any care, exhaust it, and finally kill him again and again.

It's just that they didn't think about it.

Fang Zhengzhi's sword was too sharp, and every wave of the sergeant rushed up. They were immediately cut to the ground and could no longer climb, leaving only blood flying all over the sky.

This is an extremely tragic scene.

Even the well-trained sergeants were shocked one after another after several waves of rushing and killing, so strong, too strong, stronger than they thought.

"dead!"

"Dead!"

"All die to me!"

An angry scream sounded, like the magic sound of death, every time the sound of the sound would take away the lives of several sergeants, not even the war horse.

Purple light vertical and horizontal. The sword gas flashed.

The horses that fell to the ground made a tragic hiss.

Founder stood upright among the thousand troops, but there was no fear in his face, and some were just murderous. Endless monstrous murderous opportunities.

The sergeants looked at the waves of falling life, and all of them felt an inexplicable chill from head to toe.

Their bravery does not mean that they are not afraid of death. In the face of Fang Zhengzhi's fierce sword light, their attack rhythm is getting slower and slower.

however. Fang Zhengzhi's sword is getting sharper and sharper. It feels like there is no sign of weakening at all. Instead, the purple light is blooming in the continuous killing, and a purple air is wrapped around the invisible sword and rolled.

The most important thing is that Fang Zheng's eyes have almost completely turned purple.

It was a strange purple, and among them, there was a faint red light.

Fang Zheng kept waving his innocent sword. He didn't know how many people he killed. He only knew that every time he killed, the hatred in his heart seemed to increase by one point, and there was no sign of fading.

But his power seems to be increasing, endless enhancement, just like entering a realm, that is the mood of killing.

In an instant, Fang Zhengzhi had a strange feeling. He felt that there was some change in the small world in his heart, and there seemed to be a fruit condensing on the huge tree.

It was a purple fruit, and faint blood-red lines spread on the purple fruit.

This surprised him slightly, because he hasn't regenerated a fruit in his small world for a long time. What is this fruit?

The way of killing?

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know, but he had a feeling that as he killed more and more people, the fruit was growing, and there seemed to be signs of more fruits.

And in the killing, the hatred in his heart also grew crazy.

A stream of purple qi began to wrap around Fang Zheng's body from the unmarked sword, spread from his arm upward, and slowly wrapped around his body.

"Dead, let me die!"

The sound of Sen Leng sounded in Fang Zhengzhi's mouth, but his gaze gazed sharply at the black-faced general who was standing among the sergeants, one hand clutching a broken arm desperately.

At this moment, there was a trace of grief on the face of the General Black Face, as well as a trace of panic.

Even after fighting in the battlefield for decades, the black-faced general did not feel such a real murderous spirit, just like the entire army was completely devoured.

This caused some inexplicable panic in his heart, but can he stop? Obviously not, so he can only command the sergeants to rush to kill.

"Kill!" Fang Zhengzheng's voice sounded again, and this time, his goal was a black-faced general.

The invisible sword in his hand turned into a purple awn, and he immediately released his hand and shot towards the black-faced general with an endless murderous intention.

The black-faced general who was fighting in the crowd did not expect it. Under such circumstances, did he dare to throw the weapon out of his hand? !

In the panic, he wanted to block it with a giant knife in his hand.

but. A weird scene was born, and the innocent sword that had been anxiously shot into his chest was magically set in the air, and then he stabs him in the throat with a faster speed.

"Poof!" A blood arrow spewed out from the throat of the black-faced general.

The black-faced general widened his eyes. He couldn't believe it. He didn't believe it. He didn't believe that he would still die in the hands of Fang Zhengzhen under the guard of a thousand sergeants.

He wanted to say something, but. The blood hole in his throat prevented him from speaking.

The power of the body passed by crazy at this moment.

"He is not a human" Only the idea flashed in the mind of the black-faced general, because it is impossible for anyone to have such terrifying power when they first step into the sky.

This is no longer the peak combat strength of Tianzhao Realm. I'm afraid it's no exaggeration to compare it with the light realm.

Founder straight? !

Do not!

This is absolutely impossible!

I can not be reconciled!

The black-faced general stared closely at Fang Zhengzheng, but his body could only fall slowly, and then fell heavily on the ground.

dead!

this moment. The fierce war stopped instantly, and the whole world became quiet.

A gust of wind blew gently, with a strong **** breath, drifting into the distance.

All the sergeants looked in horror at the integrity in front of them, and the sword that had re-flyed into his hand, and the blade that had almost completely turned into a purple sword.

The sergeants who had already prepared for the rush to stop stopped, because the horse they stepped down stopped, facing the real murderousness that came out of Fang Zhengzhi.

Even the war horse sensed the crisis.

The villagers in Beishan Village looked at this scene with wide-eyed eyes, and their gazes looked at the purple air wrapped around Fang Zhengzhi. Feeling that powerful.

I was very excited.

Although Fang Zhengzhi's murderous body was as strong as substance, they did not feel afraid because. In any case it was their integrity, the integrity of Beishan Village.

One of them looked upright when they grew up.

"Is this the strength of integrity?!"

"So strong, so strong!"

"It's too powerful. It really is the double list of Xinhe Prefecture. Even if I win the double list in the future, I will never doubt it again!"

"Yeah. There will be no more bullying in Zhengbei Mountain Village!"

In a flash, a sense of security permeated the villagers. They didn't know how powerful the real big figures were. They only knew that Fangzheng was very powerful. The powerful ones can make thousands of sergeants afraid.

Even Fang Zhengzheng's eyes have a strange purple.

Fang Zhengzhen's gaze swept coldly around the sergeant, and finally fixed on the ordered lieutenant general again, and the fascinating Zimang flashed in his eyes.

"kill!"

"Fighted, the general died for rebelling against the rebel thief, and the sergeants won the thief!" The lieutenant felt the coldness in Fangzheng's straight eyes, and then heard the magic of life-giving, the whole person was a little confused.

"Hiss!" A horse hissing sounded.

A purple awn has arrived in front of him.

Too fast to make him unable to respond at all.

"Ah!" A voice screamed from the lieutenant general's mouth, and one was planted from the horse immediately, and a blood arrow was sprayed from the heart, hitting the ground heavily.

Among thousands of troops, taking the enemy general level is like taking a bag.

This is the highest appreciation for the brave.

Today, nearly a thousand sergeants feel this scene personally. In front of Fang Zhengzheng, they are really regarded as nothing. Perhaps, they can work hard together, and they can fight both sides with Fang Zhengzhi.

but

Who really wants to work hard?

Nearly a thousand sergeants have brave generations, but this does not mean that nearly a thousand sergeants are all brave generations. After the black-faced generals and deputy generals have died, they have been completely panicked.

Several other deputies were also extremely confused at the moment.

They knew they should stand up at this time, but the end of the black-faced general and the lieutenant general was in front of them. If they stood up again, what would be the consequences?

No one wants to die, and no one wants to be this early bird.

At least, among them, no one will not hesitate to block the sword above the integrity, so they did not speak, but moved subconsciously towards the village entrance.

"Dead, everyone must die!"

After the sergeants stopped, Fang Zhengzhi didn't stop, his sword moved again, the purple light ignited again, swept through the neat army, and immediately cut a **** mouth.

"what!"

"what"

A screaming sounded, the sergeants looked at Fang Zhengzheng, the expressions on their faces were more and more frightened, and the horses striding down began to chaos, and they roared.

The originally neat army became less tidy at this moment.

"Dead! All must die!"

"No!"

Just as Fang Zhengzheng was about to wield his sword again, a scream suddenly sounded, and then a figure flew towards Fangzheng quickly.

Fang Zhengzhi's sword was raised subconsciously.

"Dead!" Sen Leng's voice came from Fang Zheng's straight mouth. His sword was ready to be hacked, but the shadow in front of him was very familiar.

It was a shadow running in the purple world.

Somewhat fuzzy.

However, he has a deep memory, as precious as his life.

His heart hurt a little at this moment, like a sharp knife stuck into his heart. I don't know why, he hesitated, the sword was raised but it didn't fall.

And at this moment, a warm feeling came into his heart. He felt as if he was embraced by this shadow in his arms. The arms were warm, and the breath in his arms made his heart extremely calm.

The hate in my heart suddenly melted at this moment.

The purple world slowly faded away, and soon he saw the figure hugging him.

"mother!"

"Don't kill any more, Zheng'er, you're my Zheng'er, not a killer. They have retreated, don't kill anymore!" Qin Xuelian hugged Fang Zhengzhen hard, his face anxious, eyes in sight Tears fell like raindrops.

Fang Zhengzhi's heart trembled at this moment.

kill?

Not a killer

Am I killing someone?

"Put down the sword~lightnovelpub.net~Zheng'er, listen to the mother's words, put down the sword, don't kill anymore!" Qin Xuelian extended her hand and grabbed the innocent sword in Fangzhengzhi's hand.

"Buzz!" Wuhen Sword whispered, Ziguang Dasheng.

"What are you doing!" Fang Zheng was shocked, and an angry roar came out of her mouth.

The light of the Wuhen Sword faded and calmed down again.

"Ding!" Fang Zhengzheng's hand loosened, and the innocent sword fell directly on the ground, and was deeply inserted into the ground.

At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi felt that the world in front of him was slowly becoming brighter, the original purple disappeared completely, and the hate in his heart was flying away like ice and snow.

"His sword fell off, kill him quickly! Salvo, spear!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and then the sky-long spear pointed towards Fang Zhengzhen and Qin Xuelian like raindrops Fell down. (To be continued.) () "Shenmen" only represents the author's point of view. If you find that its content violates national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!