Chapter six hundred and sixty-eight of the power of a knife
In Jingshui City, killings and attacks spread everywhere, and blood stained the sky.
The dwarf soldiers occupied the four inner city areas, southeast, west and northeast of Jingshui City at an extremely fast speed. Countless soldiers of the Beiming Empire stationed in the city were killed or injured.
As the dwarf cursed before, these cruel and fierce soldiers were retribution, and the retribution came so quickly and so tragically.
The one-sided massacre is still in full swing.
A powerful general lay in a pool of blood and crawled forward. Blood kept flowing out of his broken legs. Listening to the shrill screams from the soldiers behind him, the general whose legs were cut off his broken legs were numb, and his body and mind were trembling.
"bite!"
At this moment, a heavy sword suddenly penetrated in front of the opponent. The soldier general paused and slowly raised his blood-stained face. What caught his eye was a dwarf full of jokes.
"Let me go, please..."
"Bang!" Before the general could finish his speech, the powerful sword without a brunt hit his head. The dazzling scene was like a smashed watermelon, red and white, splashing everywhere.
"kill!"
I am kind, but others are not kind. I am peaceful, but I can only kill the enemy.
With the help of several geniuses of major sects, the dwarves vented their anger that had accumulated over decades of resentment in their hearts.
Heaven and earth are unkind, and they regard all things as straw dogs.
The law of heaven is unfair, making it difficult for sentient beings to be equal.
In this cruel world where people cannibalize people, kindness is important. However, blindly kindness will eventually be eaten slowly by "viciousness".
Looking at Han Chen's figure disappearing from the sky, the geniuses from several sects were stunned for a moment.
At noon, more than 200 dwarves will be sent to the Beiming Empire in Wanxiong Prefecture. It will be almost noon, and Hanchen has no time to explain anything to everyone, so he heads towards the Jingshui River alone.
At this moment, Jian Ling suddenly winked at Leng Ao not far away.
Leng Ao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became cold, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that Leng Ao already knew what Jian Ling meant.
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The Jingshui River is thousands of miles long.
It runs across the east and west sides and is located below Wanxiongzhou.
The Jingshui River is only two or three hundred miles wide, and is relatively close to Wanxiongzhou. It takes up to half a day to go back and forth. Every time the soldiers in Jingshui City catch dwarves, they will not send them all to Wanxiongzhou. They are transported in batches. After all, transporting so many dwarves into the country at one time is really too ostentatious.
At this moment, three large ships have already stopped on the bank of Jingshui River.
More than two hundred dwarves were loaded on the decks of three large ships on average. They were all trapped in iron cages, and the eyes of each dwarf showed a strong despair. There were also several strong dwarves, constantly shaking the iron cages and struggling for the final struggle.
"General Chufeng, all 220 dwarves were transported on the ship and ready to set off."
Above the giant ship in the middle, a red-armored soldier walked respectfully to the middle-aged man and reported that the man had a straight face, his slender triangle eyes were as fierce as a poisonous snake, his temples were faintly protruding, and the aura of the powerful man was emitted without reservation.
"Yeah!" the middle-aged man nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Everyone gets on the boat and set off."
"Yes, General."
The soldiers made the final adjustments, and allocated people boarded the giant ship. The dwarves held in the cage cursed angrily, but their faces were full of helplessness.
"Malvious humans, let us go back, we are going home."
"Even if you, the abominable group of humans, we will not help you refine weapons."
"Yes, it's impossible to make us surrender."
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Listening to the curse of the dwarves, the middle-aged man named Chu Feng sneered, "Hmph, there were many Sanqin Dings who were so stubborn, but what happened? After we took them back, we honestly refining weapons for us."
"Haha, General, you have such a noble status, you don't have to talk to these three-inch Ding Duofei. You have arranged a private room and good tea for you. Please, please." A soldier of red armor came up and flattered him.
Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction, then ignored the swearing of the dwarves and entered the cabin.
These three large ships are naturally incomparable to the giant ships crossing the sea of chaotic demons.
The sails slowly raised, and the oars in the water began to thrust. The dwarves were really desperate at this moment. When they thought of leaving their beautiful homes and living a slave-like life in Wanxiongzhou, the dwarves were both furious and helpless.
"Let us go, we're going back."
"We can't leave our home and let us go home."
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However, no matter how the dwarves roared, the red-armored soldiers ignored it.
"Boom!"
Just as the three big ships left the shore one second before, the next moment, a shocking thunder suddenly exploded in the sky. The deafening thunder sounded like a god was angry. Many red-armored soldiers were immediately blasted and their eyes were dizzy, and even their ears were covered with blood.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp figure attacked from the sky, with a terrifying aura approaching like a mountain.
Before the soldiers on the ship could recover from their dizziness, Han Chen instantly arrived over a giant ship, and his palms poked out, and a domineering devouring force suddenly burst out.
"Swallowing magical powers!"
Now Han Chen has the powerful strength of the sixth level of Tongtian Realm, and the devouring power is not as good as before. The fierce and domineering devouring power directly lifted more than a dozen iron cages containing dwarves on the ship from the deck.
"Walk!"
Han Chen shouted loudly, and more than a dozen iron cages containing dwarves were moved directly from the boat to the shore. At the same time, Han Chen moved his heart and the Fire Cloud Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He waved his hand, and a wave of red swords a hundred feet long swept out, and more than a dozen iron cages were split open. The dwarves inside also escaped.
After doing all this, Han Chen arrived over the second large ship and in a very short time, he used the same method to rescue the dwarves on the second large ship back to the shore.
When Han Chen was preparing to rescue the dwarves on the third large ship, the red-armored soldiers who were shocked had already awakened.
"Not good, someone hijacked the ship."
"General Chufeng, another person is coming to rob the ship."
"Hurry up, stop him."
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The red-armored soldiers who came to their senses raised their weapons and rushed towards Hanchen.
"He Fang, you dare to ruin the good things of our Beiming Empire."
At the same time, Chu Feng rushed out of the cabin in anger, and the surging murderous intent surged out of his body. The breath of the strong made the water surface of the Jingshui River shake violently.
Han Chen didn't even look at Chu Feng, and when he turned in the sky, the Fire Cloud Sword burst out with a hot red light. The sacred light was like a magical artifact taken out of the glowing light, causing the space to be distorted faintly.
"Get out of here."
Han Chen shouted angrily, and the next moment, the layered dazzling sword lights swept out in all directions in a circular manner. The extremely lethality was comparable to the wind swaying the remaining clouds and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves. Its fierce impact on the red-armored soldiers surrounding the surroundings.
"Bang bang!"
Along with the dull noise that overlapped, a group of red-armored soldiers were directly split into two pieces by the domineering sword light, just like a broken radish, one by one, and one by one ended up terrible.
"rise!"
Hanchen extinguished an irresistible devouring force and threw more than a dozen iron cages on the third giant ship far to the river bank. Before the iron cage could land, Hanchen waved a solid sword light and smashed all the iron cages to pieces.
The dwarves who were caught off guard all fell and tilted, but Han Chen mastered the strength just right, so they were not injured.
Things happened so quickly, almost two or three blinks.
Not to mention the red-armored soldiers, even the rescued dwarves could not react to what had happened. They stood dumbly on the shore, dazed and lost their minds.
"Let's go, all go to Jingshui City, your tribe members are waiting for you there." Han Chen shouted loudly at the dull dwarves.
What?
The dwarves were all shocked and immediately realized that the fierce young man in front of them was here to save them.
"Damn it, who dares to leave? Catch them for me." Chu Feng was quite furious, his eyes surging with strong anger. Even though he was, he could not catch up with Han Chen's speed of saving people.
The red-armored soldiers on the giant ship were already in chaos, and they rushed down the ship with their weapons, preparing to capture all the dwarves.
"Hmph." Han Chen's eyes condensed, his handsome face was covered with cold indifference, and the martial arts power in his body was circulating rapidly, and the Fire Cloud Knife suddenly rose into a red and hot flame.
“Buzz…”
The violent power gathered on the Fire Cloud Sword, and the dazzling runes on the blade seemed to be lit, like flowing electric arcs. The violent power fluctuations caused the area within a radius of thousands of meters to become strong and the chaotic aura shook the mountains and rivers.
"Blood Drop Sword, Flowing Clouds and Flying Shuttle!"
Hanchen used a sword instead of a sword, and cut the universe. A nearly 1,000-meter-long sky-cutting sword light went from top to bottom, carrying an irresistible power, across the world, and slashed on three giant ships at the same time.
"boom……"
Three deafening loud noises overlapped with one piece, and the wood chips splashed randomly, and the manic power aftermath burst out. The three large ships were directly destroyed into countless pieces of debris. The Jingshui River set off a layer of huge waves hundreds of meters high, and the tides were as terrifying as a sudden tsunami.
A circle of powerful red air waves spread around, and the Jingshui River was in turmoil. Thousands of red-armored soldiers on the ship were killed by sword lights. The non-dead ones also fell into the water and struggled in the river.
Chapter completed!