For the hero sword, bullying the weak is naturally not a hero.

For people in the world, it is normal to fight and kill on a small scale, but large-scale wars must be avoided as much as possible.

Heroes should stop war, not start war.

Therefore, it is normal for Hero Sword to resist Wu Yan at this time.

But Wu Yan's words made Hero Sword understand a truth.

Its pattern is smaller.

So it emitted the loudest sword sound in its life, and also emitted the most dazzling white light in its life.

When Wu Yan rushed into the 20,000 Taiping Army, the sound of swords spread like a loud noise, and it actually overwhelmed the noise of 20,000 people and the sound of horse hooves of 2,000 cavalry, making the 2,000 people clearly hear it.

I don’t know how many people were stunned. They don’t know where the sword sound came from, and many people even don’t know that it’s the sword sound.

But they were all in a daze, feeling as if they had heard the meaning of "pattern" and the meaning of "hero" from this sound of swords.

Before they could react, they saw a white light.

It is not dazzling, but it allows everyone to see it, like a rising sun, but it is a white light.

That location is...

Many Taiping Army soldiers in the distance saw the extremely high flag where the white light appeared.

"It's the king."

"It was the Heavenly King who appeared, the Heavenly Father who appeared, and God who appeared."

"The King of Heaven summoned the Father, and the Father performed miracles."

I don’t know how many Taiping Army were, but suddenly my morale surged and I cheered.

Not only them, but even Hong Xiuquan, who was running away in a panic, turned around because of Jian Ming and Bai Guang, and then showed a surprise expression.

He also felt that it was the Father who finally appeared, although he actually did not believe in the so-called God before.

But the next second, he was stunned, and then fled to the depths of the Taiping Army without looking back.

The Taiping Army who had just cheered and shouted suddenly, as if they were suddenly locked in their throats.

Because the flag representing Hong Xiuquan fell down, it fell down when the white light flashed by.

The only flag they could see in their sight was the Ming Dynasty Dragon Flag, which was getting closer and closer to their military formation after the white light.

It turns out that the white light was not the Heavenly Father’s appearance, but Zhao Wuji’s appearance.

So, is Zhao Wuji the real god?

Or, is it the real Son of God, the Son of Heaven?

They could see the figure riding a white horse, in the center of the white light, like the bright moon in the darkness, so they thought that Zao Wuji was glowing and performing miracles.

It is normal to have this illusion, because even those who are close to Wu Yan cannot see that the white light is actually emitted from the hero's sword. They can only see that when Wu Yan, who is riding a white horse, burst into a strong white light.

The sound of sword was still echoing in his ears, and Wu Yan, who was riding on the white horse, swung his sword in his eyes.

The white light instantly turned into sword energy and swept forward.

Hundreds of heads fell after the sword energy passed, and blood columns soared into the sky in the broken neck, and then sputtered like rain.

The flagpole, which was fifty steps away from the body of the gods, broke under the sword energy, and fell to the ground at the same time with the arms of the soldier holding the flagpole high.

Such an amazing scene scared all the Taiping Army nearby. Some turned around and fled, creating greater chaos, while others even knelt down and looked at the gods in their eyes.

Not only the Taiping Army was scared, but also the two thousand cavalrymen who followed Wu Yan to charge, were scared.

But after they were scared, they burst out with even more excited shouts and rushed faster.

Everyone was scared, and Wu Yan was no exception.

He just felt the heroic sword in his hand, and after he scolded him a few words, he became unprecedentedly obedient.

There was also a very powerful force that surged out of the hero's sword.

So he waved the hero's sword.

Then there is the sword energy traversing fifty steps.

The hero's sword was swinging directly in front of the hundreds of Taiping troops within a range of fifty steps, all of them were beheaded under this sword.

However, Wu Yan himself did not consume any of his internal strength. The sword did not use any of his internal strength. The physical strength of wielding the hero sword was not worth mentioning.

Is this the magic weapon?

It's too fucking amazing, too.

I just want to simply ride a horse and kill, and rush to the formation without splendor, but suddenly you use your ultimate move and directly turn martial arts into fantasy.

This is too...

Is it powerful?

Come again!

Since the truth is not in charge of soldiers, and the righteousness is not in charge of wealth, Wu Yan saw the true power of the Hero Sword, the magic weapon, he did not hesitate to continue.

Killing one is a sin, and killing ten thousand is a hero, and killing nine million is a hero.

Wu Yan firmly believed that his life would definitely be more than slaughtering nine million.

However, another sword was swung out, but no sword energy surged out. The white light that burst out from the hero sword, representing justice, had also dissipated.

Wu Yan waved his loneliness.

"That's it?"

Wu Yan felt the consciousness coming from the hero sword, and the meaning was very simple: he felt his body was hollowed out.

In addition, there is also the correct way to use the hero sword.

"It turns out that you have to act in the name of a hero so that you can become stronger and stronger. It's okay to be able to upgrade."

Wu Yan finally understood why the heroic sword was invincible in Wuming's hands, and it would be cut off in Jian Chen's hands.

Wuming can naturally be considered a hero.

After a moment of dazed, Wu Yan did not put Wu Yan in danger, because the hundreds of people who threatened him the most were killed by him with a sword energy. The stack of corpses made it impossible for some Taiping troops further away to rush to him directly.

The Taiping Army on the left and right sides beside him, and those Taiping Army who were lucky enough not to be covered by the sword energy, were completely frightened because of the unparalleled power of his sword, and some people fled and some people bowed to him.

No one dared to attack him.

Even if Hong Xiuquan said that he would be able to be a king if he killed him, he would be able to receive a reward of tens of thousands of gold.

"Hong Xiuquan!"

Wu Yan suddenly shouted loudly. Under the influence of the lion roar, the sound was still very clear when it reached hundreds of meters.

“Where to run.”

Hong Xiuquan, who was riding a horse but was completely in chaos because the Taiping Army had not been able to run far, also heard Wu Yan's roar.

I looked back in panic and the saddle under my butt became wet in an instant.

Because this time he turned around, he actually looked at Wu Yan with thousands of infantrymen.

"He saw me."

"He recognized me."

"He's here to kill me."

"No one can stop him."

Hong Xiuquan regrets why he appeared at the edge of the military formation just now, staying in the central army honestly, and riding on horseback, isn’t it good to deal with it?

He even regretted that he was wearing a dragon robe, and the one under his butt was also a thousand-mile horse that was picked from a thousand miles away. Not only could he run but also was very high, making him riding on the horse high and easier to be seen by the other party.

Why so high-profile?

Even if you are the king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, you should know the principles of doing things at a high level and being a low-key person.

Is it not good to be thrifty?

If I were wearing ordinary clothes and riding an ordinary horse today, and without someone raising a flag, wouldn’t I recognize myself?

"Kill Zhao Wuji, reward ten thousand golds, be named kings, and be named nine thousand years old."

Hong Xiuquan increased his position again.

His voice was also very loud, and his confidant beside him shouted, so many Taiping soldiers could hear it.

There are always some brave people who rush towards Wu Yan who is chasing him.

There were too many people, and Wu Yan couldn't rush over at all.

Seeing Hong Xiuquan's figure getting farther and farther away, more and more people gathered around Hong Xiuquan, Wu Yan kicked hard.

Yiwei Crossing the River has been used.

Because he has practiced the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art, Wu Yan, who is 183 cm tall, looks not fat, but his weight has actually reached 260 kilograms.
To be continued...