The next day.
Chen Capital Chengtou, Xuanyuan independent.
The morning breeze is hunting, and the mysterious clothes are like ink.
He looked at the direction in which the Yinglong army was leaving, with deep eyes.
One hundred thousand troops to attack Nine Li.
If this battle is won, reunification can be expected.
If defeated--
Xuanyuan didn't think about it.
Because he will not lose.
"Your Majesty."
A voice sounded behind itself.
Xuanyuan turned around, Fenghou stood with a bow.
"What's the matter?"
Fenghou said, "East Sea Heavenly Stele, Master sent news."
Xuanyuan's eyes moved slightly. "Say."
"Master said, Chi You is not an ordinary person, Yinglong may not be able to win."
Fenghou said one word at a time, "Master, please Your Majesty to fight in person."
Personal expedition.
The two words fell like thunder.
Xuanyuan is silent.
He stood at the top of the city, his eyes twinkling.
Personal expedition?
Why doesn't he want to?
But if he leaves Chen Capital, how will the rear be stable?
How can those Tribe Leader who surrendered their authority be content?
"Your Majesty."
Fenghou spoke again, "Master said, there is him behind."
Xuanyuan was shocked all over.
Master said, there is him behind.
That's enough.
"Pass the order."
Xuanyuan spoke, his voice calm.
"Assemble all the troops and horses, I will personally conquer Nine Li."
The sound fell and Chen Capital boiled.
Half a day later.
Xuanyuan stood in front of the army, wearing black clothes and iron armor, with a long sword hanging from his waist.
Behind him, hundreds of thousands of troops were arrayed in formation, with bright armor and murderous intent rising into the sky.
"Let's go."
The two words fell and the earth trembled.
Hundreds of thousands of troops marched in the direction of Nine Li.
East Sea Coast.
Peak of Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.
Xuandu stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes piercing the void and falling towards the marching army.
Falling towards the mysterious figure in iron armor.
A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Xuanyuan, go."
"Do what you have to do."
He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Chen Capital.
There, in the royal palace, hundreds of Tribe Leader live here.
Some people are at peace, while others are ready to take action.
Xuandu Take one step.
The void ripples silently.
The next second, Chen Capital palace.
The void twisted slightly, and a Green Clad Figure slowly appeared.
Xuandu landed on the highest point of the palace and stood with his hands behind his back.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the mansions below.
There are hundreds of breaths there.
Some are calm like water, and some are turbulent like tides.
Xuandu smiled slightly.
"With me here, who dares to move?"
The three characters fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
In the mansion below, the breath that was about to move suddenly stopped.
It was as if I was being held down by a big invisible hand.
Unable to move.
Nine Li.
battlefield.
Yinglong stands in front of the army, wearing white clothes and snow, with a long sword unsheathed.
Opposite, Chi You led eighty-one brothers, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Xing Tian and other generals, waiting in formation.
The two armies faced each other, with murderous intent rising into the sky.
"Yinglong."
Chi You spoke, his voice rolling like muffled thunder. "Xuanyuan doesn't dare to come, so he only sends you to die?"
Yinglong's expression remained unchanged. "Why do I need Your Majesty to come in person to kill you?"
Chi You sneered, "Looking for death."
After the voice fell, he raised his hand.
Eighty-one brothers, all took a step forward.
The steps were so uniform that the earth trembled.
Eighty-one auras intertwined into a network, crushing towards Yinglong.
Yinglong's complexion changed slightly.
Eighty-one brothers, all are Golden Immortal or above.
Together, even Quasi-Saint is hard to resist.
But he can't retreat.
Because behind him is an army of 100,000 people.
Because he Yinglong never retreats.
"Kill!"
Yinglong roared and swung his sword.
A streak of Sword Light, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, cuts straight towards Chi You.
Chi You snorted coldly and raised his fist to meet him.
Sword Light collided with Fist Aura and exploded.
Wherever the aftermath passed, the earth cracked and rocks collapsed.
Yinglong took several steps back, Blood Qi surged.
Chi You remained motionless, his bloody eyes filled with contempt.
"That's all you have?"
He raised his hand again.
Eighty-one brothers took action together.
Eighty-one killing moves poured down like a torrential rain.
Yinglong gritted his teeth and danced wildly with his sword.
Sword Light is like a net, protecting the whole body.
But those eighty-one killing moves were too dense and too sharp.
Sword Net, began to break.
Yinglong began to suffer injuries.
One way.
Two lanes.
Three ways.
The white clothes were stained with blood, which was shocking.
"Yinglong!"
A voice came from far away.
The sound was like thunder, shaking the battlefield.
Yinglong was shocked and turned around suddenly.
In the distance, smoke and dust cover the sun.
Hundreds of thousands of troops came in force.
In front of the army, a figure in black clothes and armor galloped on horseback.
Xuanyuan.
Yinglong's eyes heated up. "Your Majesty!"
Xuanyuan rode up and landed beside Yinglong.
He raised his eyes and looked at Chi You.
There was murderous intent in those deep eyes.
"Chi You, I'm here."
Chi You sneered, "It's just the right time to come, so I don't have to look for you."
Xuanyuan No nonsense.
He raised his hand and unsheathed his sword.
It was a crimson long sword, with Innate Dao Patterns flowing on the blade, exuding a fiery aura.
Xuanyuan Sword.
Human Race Holy Artifact, transformed by Humanity Merit.
With this sword in your hand, you can kill evil spirits and target Qian Kun.
Chi You looked at the sword, a trace of fear flashed in his bloody eyes.
He sensed it.
The power of humanity contained in that sword was enough to hurt him.
Even, kill him.
"Kill!"
Xuanyuan roared and slashed out with his sword.
A crimson Sword Light, like the scorching sun in the sky, cuts straight towards Chi You.
Chi You gritted his teeth and waved his fist to meet him.
Sword Light collided with Fist Aura and exploded.
This time, the refund was not Xuanyuan.
It's Chi You.
He took several steps back, leaving a deep scar on his fist that could be seen in the bone.
Dark red blood dripped onto the ground.
"Impossible!"
Chi You lost his voice, his bloody eyes filled with disbelief.
He is Mid Quasi-Saint.
Xuanyuan but Quasi-Saint Early Stage.
Why hurt him?
Xuanyuan looked at him, a smile slowly rising from the corner of his mouth.
That smile was very cold, like Eternal Ice.
"My name is Human Emperor."
The five words fell, like an edict from heaven and earth.
On Xuanyuan Sword, Humanity Merit exploded.
The crimson light illuminated the entire battlefield.
Illuminating an army of 100,000 people.
Light up eighty-one brothers.
Illuminate Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Xing Tian.
Illuminate Chi You.
Chi You's pupils suddenly shrank.
He sensed it.
That light contained power that he could not resist.
That is the power of humanity.
It was transformed from the thoughts of Myriad Myriad Human Race.
It's him Chi You, the supreme power that cannot be resisted.
"No!"
Chi You roared, desperately urging the source.
But the crimson Sword Light is getting more and more prosperous.
The feeling of oppression is getting stronger and stronger.
The breath of death is getting closer and closer.
"Boom!"
Sword Light fell, and Chi You flew out upside down.
There was a bone-deep wound left on his chest, and dark red blood gushed out like a fountain.
He collapsed to the ground and struggled to stand up.
But the wound was too deep, the injury was too severe, and the origin had been exhausted.
He can't stand up.
Chi You raised his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan.
Those bloody eyes were full of unwillingness.
"You... you can't kill me."
"I am the leader Nine Li."
"I am the co-leader of the Human Race tribe."
Xuanyuan looked at him with calm eyes.
"No, you're not."
"Human Race has only one co-owner."
"That's me."
The sound fell, Xuanyuan Sword waved down.
The crimson Sword Light cut through Chi You's neck.
A head flies high into the sky.
Dark red blood sprayed into the sky.
There was deathly silence on the battlefield.
Eighty-one brothers, with pale faces.
An army of 100,000 and 9 soldiers knelt on the ground.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Xuanyuan opened his mouth and the sound shook the world.
Nine Li army, all kneeling down.
From this moment on, Nine Li ceases to exist.
From this moment on, Human Race has only one co-owner.
That is Xuanyuan.