Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 271: More than a dozen Xiantian realm masters fell at once. What a bloodbath!

"boom--"

Zhang Yuan slashed with his sword, and although the mane-faced demon escaped, the master of the Demon Palace who was standing three feet in front of the sword was torn to pieces.

At this time, the masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace who were standing there in a daze finally came to their senses. Two of them rushed towards Zhang Yuan with swords in hand, while the others fled in panic.

The mane-faced demon finally caught his breath and stood up with a look of panic on his face. Behind him, a gray wolf shadow about a meter tall gathered and rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

The light of the sword instantly appeared behind Zhang Yuan.

The gray wolf demon swooped over with a demonic wind.

Zhang Yuan, holding a knife in his hand, did not move. He changed the long knife from being held with both hands to being held with only his right hand, and raised his left arm to block above his head.

A faint golden halo flashed across his body.

"when--"

The sword stabbed at the back, penetrating the gold and iron.

Purple gold soft armor, indestructible golden body!
The power of the armor combined with the magical powers of Buddhism, the swords in the hands of the two masters of the Demon Palace in the late Xiantian realm could not hurt Zhang Yuan at all.

Invulnerable to swords and guns, immune to all attacks!

The flying wolf demon bit Zhang Yuan's arm and tried to throw him away.

But even though it moved its head, Zhang Yuan's body did not move at all!

The sword is unharmed and the monsters cannot move.

This scene made all the masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace open their eyes wide and feel cold all over.

It’s not like they haven’t seen the Grandmaster before, and they have fought against him before.

Even if he is a master, he shouldn't be so powerful!

It would be fine if he could block the swords of two late-stage Xiantian realm masters, but how could Tian Yaoyao's body block it directly with his arms?

The power of the celestial demon is not inferior to that of a master, and the force of its bite is at least 30,000 kilograms.

The fighting power of Tian Yaoyao's body is already enough to fight against a master head-on.

But at this time, the wolf demon bit Zhang Yuan's arm and couldn't hurt him!
Regardless of the confusion of the experts from the Heavenly Demon Palace, Zhang Yuan raised his left arm and pressed it against the wolf demon's mouth, causing its head to unconsciously lift up and reveal its lower jaw.

The long knife in his right hand stabbed out.

The moment the knife was thrust out, clear light covered the blade, and the light was bright and cold.

Daomang!
The sword light is said to be indestructible!
The blade penetrated the wolf demon's neck without any hindrance, and went straight through the head, with the tip of the blade coming out of the body.

A long knife stirred.

The wolf demon howled and its body disintegrated.

The mane-faced demon was trembling all over and his face was pale.

For these celestial demons, although they will not die immediately after their manifested demon bodies are cut off, their souls, qi and blood will be shaken and they will suffer great damage.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yuan’s combat power is completely beyond their imagination.

Zhang Yuan succeeded in killing his opponent with one blow and suddenly turned around.

The two masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace who were holding swords and knives in the back showed fear on their faces and wanted to run away, but it was too late.

"Om-"

Zhang Yuan slashed with his sword, cutting the swordsman on the right into two pieces, blood spurting out.

Zhang Yuan took a step forward, walked to the left side of the big man with a knife, and reached out to grab him.

The big man wanted to chop with the knife in his hand, but it was not as fast as Zhang Yuan's palm.

Zhang Yuan's left hand pierced through his neck and pinched his cervical vertebrae.

"Click——"

The big man fell to the ground.

"Om-"

It was not until this moment that the evil blood and qi emitted from the body of the Xiantian realm master who was killed by Zhang Yuan began to rise.

Pillars of light rose up, and the qi, blood and true energy in Zhang Yuan's body swirled and surged.

The power of repaying one's kindness surged through his body like a tide, and the chaotic light and shadow in his mind was blood-red.

"kill--"

With murderous intent and a calm mind, Zhang Yuan roared and swung his sword to chop off the snake-headed man whose arms he had cut off.

The bright and cold light on the blade dispelled the surrounding night.

This sword strike is not only a gathering of strength, but also a display of speed and swordsmanship.

A sword technique at the great perfection level!
The shadow of a mountain appeared, and with the flash of a knife, it fell and hit the head of the snake-headed man who was sitting on the ground.

The pupils of the snake-headed man's eyes contracted, and his body turned into a three-meter-long snake, with his head crashing towards the mountain.

"Bam—"

The mountains collapsed.

The snake-headed man's body twisted, its head mostly shattered. Zhang Yuan took a step forward, slashing with his sword. The huge, rotten snake head flew high into the air, and crimson blood gushed out like a torrent.

"boom--"

The demonic energy of a celestial demon fed back to him, and a beam of light shone through, and the surrounding sky seemed to be filled with light and shadow.

A celestial demon was killed!

This scene made the gathered masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace tremble in fear.

Zhang Yuan’s strength was so strong that they couldn’t even imagine it.

He wanted to run away but it was too late. Holding a knife in his hand, Zhang Yuan slashed with every step. After five steps, there was no space in front of him.

The remaining seven or eight masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace were all killed.

Zhang Yuan shook off the blood drops on the blade and looked at the mane-faced demon who was retreating step by step.

"You, who are you..."

The mane-faced demon stared at Zhang Yuan, his face full of fear.

Zhang Yuan raised his long sword.

The mane-faced demon growled, then transformed into a giant blue-gray wolf and turned to flee.

The wolf was extremely fast and jumped over the wall in one leap.

After crossing three walls, Qinglang finally breathed a sigh of relief. As he turned his head, fear and unwillingness were reflected in his pupils.

"call out--"

A dim sound was heard, and a flash of sword light disappeared.

"boom--"

Demonic energy rose, and pillars of energy, blood, and light swirled straight up.

Flying sword.

Zhang Yuan appeared on the courtyard wall, his hand on the hilt of the sheathed sword at his waist, and a flying sword slowly spun at his side.

In the small courtyard, four or five servants rushed out and saw the huge blue wolf pouncing in the courtyard. They all turned pale.

"Sword, Sword Immortal..."

Someone looked up and saw Zhang Yuan walking forward on the wall with his flying sword swirling around.

"Thank you, Sword Immortal, for slaying the demons and eliminating the evil——"

The owner of the courtyard knelt down in panic.

Zhang Yuan's footsteps seemed to be flying in the air, from the top of the wall to the eaves, and after two steps, he disappeared into the darkness.

Not far away, pillars of light from the fallen Xiantian realm masters rose up, like blooming flowers.

"Demonic light, blood, and the death of more than a dozen innate realm masters at once. What a bloodbath..." In a distant pavilion, someone looked out the window and whispered softly.

"Who has the means to kill so many Xiantian realm masters at once?" A warrior in a courtyard in the city looked up, his face solemn to the extreme.

The envoys from the four countries and three regions at the post station, as well as the accompanying expert guards, all looked up at the place where the beams of light were rising brilliantly.

"The Marquis of Zhenxi did not leave the city, but hid in the city to kill the rebels?" Zhou Jinzhong, an envoy from Qi State, frowned and spoke softly.

Two masters from Qi State died in the Mansion of Marquis Zhenxi. Now there is no strong person around him, and he can't even send anyone to investigate.

If an ordinary expert goes there, he will simply die.

"Was it the great master of the Qin State who took action?" Sun Jia, the envoy of Wei State, clenched his hands, his expression changing.

The first person he thought of was the swordsman invited by Prince Zhao’s Palace.

Did the Great Qin Grandmaster take advantage of the departure of the Zhenxi Marquis' army to kill the masters of the Northern Yan Heavenly Demon Palace?

This timing seems a little special.

Could it be that King Zhao was colluding with Marquis Zhenxi?

There was a glint in Sun Jia's eyes.

In the attic where the Qin envoys lived, Zhu Xitang frowned and looked at the place where the beams of light rose.

"At this time, there is such a fierce battle in the city. Which force is behind this?"

On the side, Han Xiao had a puzzled look on his face, and Xiao Lou seemed to be thinking about something.

"Woo——"

In the city, the sound of army assembly trumpets rang out, and teams of soldiers rushed forward.

"Crown Prince Ouyang Xu has committed treason. Following the orders of Prince Ming, the army is pursuing him and killing him without mercy—"

"Ouyang Xu and Princess Fengming of Qin fled Xichang City. If they were found, they would be killed on the spot—"

Loud shouts rang out, causing everyone in the inn to change expression.

Could it be that the fight just now was a rebellion in the city, with Young Master Ouyang Ming and Crown Prince Ouyang Xu fighting for power?

(End of this chapter)