At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 278 Killing the Old Sword God

Countless eyes were fixed on the sword energy storm, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

Xie Xuanli looked calm, but in fact, he was extremely nervous. As for Zhu Jian, he was even more nervous.

Judging from what he had done, if Xiao Han won today, he, the Marquis of Jiangnan, would surely die.

Even if we are lucky enough to escape today, if Xiliang annexes Jizhou, it will then dominate four states and almost occupy half of the Central Plains court.

By then, the imperial court will certainly have to give Xiao Han an explanation, and he will undoubtedly be that explanation. Forging the imperial edict, colluding with the Northern Wei, and plotting to usurp the throne, all the charges and the blame will eventually be put on Zhu Jian.

As for the edict in his hand, it doesn't matter whether it is true or false.

When Xiliang swallowed Jizhou, it was both true and false; when Jizhou swallowed Xiliang, it was both false and true.

What uncle, what loyalty and courage, all the fame, cannot outweigh a thought or a word from the emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

The reason is that Zhu Jian, the Marquis of Jiangnan, is just a false title. He has no soldiers and no people.

What’s the use of having the cultivation level of a grandmaster in the Celestial Realm?

After a few breaths, the sword energy storm dissipated, and under the night sky, a figure flew backwards and fell towards the ruins behind him.

"Senior, it's time to end."

Xiao Han's voice came from the dust, followed by a gleam of sword energy that tore through the night sky, illuminating everyone's sight.

This duel was similar to the battle under Qingzhou City that year, and the final outcome seemed to have been predetermined.

The Qingfeng sword flew a hundred feet in an instant, and was as weak and shocking as a meteor. The body of the one-armed old man fell heavily to the ground, but the long sword in Xiao Han's hand appeared three feet in front of him.

At this moment.

A black edge emerged from behind the one-armed old man, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and moved towards Xiao Han.

It was a cold and sharp spear that tore through the air and the night, and the one wielding the spear was a man.

He stepped out, extremely powerful, and wielded his spear like thunder, charging straight in.

"boom"

The spear light and the sword light collided, and the sword energy only paused for a moment. The spear light dissipated, and the Qingfeng sword was briefly seen, and the flowing light dissipated in the darkness.

The one-armed old man stood there blankly with his eyes wide open, covering the half-broken sword in his hand, and the light in his eyes quickly faded.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the man, who was wearing black armor and holding a three-foot-long green sword with traces of blood on it.

"Such a domineering killing power."

The one-armed old man grinned, his expression calm. The half-broken sword in his hand fell to the ground, and then he fell on his back with a smile on his face.

A sword seals the throat.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a warrior who has reached the Great Perfection of the Land God Realm and obtaining 30 million God Killing Points.]

So far,

The old sword god who dominated the world sixty years ago fell and died at the hands of Xiliang Hou Xiao Han's sword, and the blood on the sword dripped slowly.

In one battle, he killed two masters who had reached the great perfection of the land immortal realm and obtained 50 million killing god points.

It can be said to be rich overnight.

His eyes turned to the man wielding the gun. As their eyes met, Xiao Han raised his three-foot sword and rushed forward to kill him.

With one slash of the sword, a mighty sword energy burst out, submerging most of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

Suddenly, a bright spear light rose from the sword energy, but in the blink of an eye, the spear light dissipated.

The sword light disappeared, blood mist filled the air, and in the ruins, only two broken spears were left stuck in the ground.

Apart from this, there was no other man.

The claim that he was invincible below the realm of immortals on earth was nothing but empty talk. The sword energy dissipated, and the world returned to clarity.

"My Lord, it's over."

He looked at the old man sitting in the ruins, spoke in a deep voice, and the long sword in his hand emitted a sharp edge.

"There's no need to continue fighting."

"Is it over?" Xie Xuanli looked indifferent, as if he had already guessed the ending.

The shouting and killing sounds outside the city became weaker and weaker, and it was unclear whether the 40,000 Jizhou cavalry or the 10,000 Xiliang cavalry would win.

More than ten figures rushed out from the mansion. They were all martial artists with master-level cultivation. They were holding swords and rushing towards the man.

A sword.

With just one sword strike, a hundred-foot-long sword energy swept across, and clouds of blood mist exploded in the night. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the evening breeze echoed with a biting chill.

None of the masters from the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion survived.

Zhu Jian in the distance was terrified and was about to flee, but Xiao Han was faster. He took a step forward and activated the Wind Controlling Technique. A strong wind blew and Zhu Jian's body stiffened instantly.

His face was pale, cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his expression was incredible. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the half of the sword blade that emerged from his dantian, which was still stained with blood. He turned around and saw Xiao Han behind him.

That face had a scornful smile, like a Shura, a fierce ghost from hell, and the strength in his body was rapidly dissipating.

He wanted to mobilize his internal strength and wave his palm, but when he raised his hand, the true energy in his body could not be condensed.

Zhu Jian's dantian had been pierced by Xiao Han's sword. Decades of internal energy turned into ashes in an instant, and hundreds of years of internal energy disappeared along with it.

"you."

Jiangnan Hou opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but his vision began to blur and the world spun around.

"Snapped"

Xiao Han drew out his sword, and Zhu Jian's body collapsed to the ground. Hot blood gushed out, staining the ruins beneath his feet red.

"You can't kill me."

He spoke tremblingly, his expression ferocious, his eyes filled with fear, and his hands tightly covering the wounds.

But all this was in vain. His vision became increasingly blurred, and he vaguely saw the man next to him raising the sword in his hand.

Then the sword fell and slashed towards himself.

"Do not."

The shrill scream sounded like that of a ghost, and then the sound stopped abruptly. A huge head flew up into the sky and landed at Xie Xuanli's feet.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a warrior who has reached the perfection of the Celestial Realm and obtaining nine million God-killing Points.]

Less than half an hour.

Killed four masters in a row.

The Space Master of Shadow Mountain, the old sword god who was invincible in the world sixty years ago, the man who was known to be invincible under the fairyland on land, and Jiangnan Hou Zhu Jian.

Twenty or thirty years ago, there had never been so many top warriors who died in the entire martial arts world.

"clap clap"

He walked towards Xie Xuanli holding a blood-stained sword. As he walked, the armor on his body collided with each other, making a low clanging sound.

Xie Xuanli was not panicked, nor did he have any fear. He just sat there, but his body became more hunched.

"Snapped"

The blood-stained sword did not fall on Xie Xuanli's neck, but was just casually stuck in the ruins.

Xiao Han lifted a corner of his armor and sat down on the stone next to Xie Xuanli.

"My Lord, are there any other experts in the mansion?"

He wiped the blood off his face and chuckled, "If there's more, just shout it out."

"What are you calling out for?"

Xie Xuanli blew his beard and glared, "You have killed four masters in a row. Even if the old monster from the East Sea comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop you. Sending them out will only make you kill more people."

"Do you want to continue fighting?"

Xiao Han raised an eyebrow.

(End of this chapter)