Chapter 8: Destroy the Northern Liang Army, complete the mission, and kill the Barbarian King

"Seek death!"

Su Jiutian narrowed his eyes and flew into the air.

"Three God-slaying Swords!"

He spoke calmly, transformed his right arm into a sword, and slashed continuously.

Then three sharp sword beams whizzed out and slashed towards the Wu Zun who was coming to kill him.

"Killing my brother and my father is a crime that deserves death!"

The man roared angrily, burst into strength, and attacked fiercely to resist.

"Boom!"

There was a loud roar, and then this Martial Master flew out like a cannonball, blood spurting out, and he lost his life in mid-air.

Although Su Jiutian’s realm is the Martial Emperor realm, the Three God-Slaying Swords are acquired through signing in, and are extremely powerful.

At this time, Su Haiwu had been seriously injured, and facing Zhao Yun, who was like an invincible god of war, he could only try his best to resist.

More than half of the nine deputy generals of the Northern Liang Army were killed by Yuan Zuozong, leaving only three.

Below, a hundred thousand Snow Dragon Riders routed a hundred thousand Northern Liang troops.

Su Jiutian stretched out his right palm, took a big knife, and used the free and easy body skills to kill the enemy.

"Puff puff!"

The big sword chopped down, and the Northern Liang soldiers were killed one by one, and their bodies fell to the ground.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Su Jiutian had a blank expression on his face, filled with murderous intent.

"boom!"

At this moment, Su Haiwu vomited blood and flew backwards again in mid-air.

He looked at Zhao Yun, who was like a god of war, at the nine deputy generals who had been killed, and at the defeated Northern Liang army.

At this moment, this gifted child of destiny was in despair.

Beiliang is finished.

"Su Jiutian, you deserve to die, die, die, die!"

Su Haiwu roared angrily and rushed towards Su Jiutian with a broken sword in hand.

In his opinion, all this was because of Su Jiutian.

Even if he dies, he will kill Su Jiutian.

"Your opponent is me!"

Zhao Yun flashed and stopped Su Haiwu.

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked boldly.

Su Haiwu gritted his teeth, furious, and could only fight back with all his strength.

After killing hundreds of people, the big knife in Su Jiutian's hand was completely shattered, and he no longer attacked.

He felt himself and was surprised to find that he had already entered the middle stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"boom!"

At this time, Su Haiwu fell from a high altitude and landed not far in front of Su Jiutian.

Su Haiwu was seriously injured, blood was flowing from all his seven orifices, and his chest was sunken. He didn't look like a great general of Beiliang or a powerful semi-saint at all.

“Su Jiutian…!”

There was deep resentment and deep anger in Su Haiwu's eyes.

Su Jiutian looked at him, took a spear, and stepped forward.

"puff!"

Without any hesitation or mercy, he thrust out with his spear, ending Su Haiwu's life.

"Lord!"

Zhao Yun landed beside Su Jiutian.

Then, he was surprised to find that his master's realm had actually improved again.

Su Haiwu and ten lieutenant generals were beheaded.

The Northern Liang army, which had already been routed by the slaughter, lost all its fighting spirit and fled madly.

As a result, not only were more Northern Liang soldiers killed, but many were also trampled to death by their own people.

Time passed, and more than an hour went by.

The sounds of fighting gradually subsided.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded in Su Jiutian’s mind.

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 450000 points of luck!"

"One hundred thousand troops, plus ten martial masters, and one semi-saint, only gained 450,000 points of luck."

Su Jiutian muttered to himself, feeling that it was too little. "My Lord, except for a few who escaped, the rest of the enemies have been annihilated." Yuan Zuozong appeared, bowed his head and clasped his fists.

Su Jiutian nodded slightly, and then asked: "What are the casualties of the Great Snow Dragon Riders?"

"My lord, the realm of the 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders is generally at the warrior level, one major realm higher than the enemy. Only a dozen people died, and only about a hundred were injured." Yuan Zuozong replied.

One hundred thousand people against one hundred thousand people, almost annihilating the enemy, while their own side only suffered more than a hundred casualties. This loss ratio is simply incredible.

"My Lord, General, the scouts have reported that a large number of Beiliang troops have appeared in the north."

A deputy general of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry came forward and said in a deep voice.

"A large force of Northern Liang troops?"

Su Jiutian, Yuan Zuozong, and Zhao Yun all frowned, somewhat confused.

"My lord, general, the large group of Beiliang troops that appeared in the north seemed to have been defeated and are fleeing." The deputy general said again.

defeated?

Yes, it must be the barbarians who took the opportunity to invade.

Su Jiutian quickly understood and said, "Yuan Zuozong, pass the order down, all Beiliang troops will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Yuan Zuozong accepted the order.

This is because the system prompt did not sound and the task was not completed.

Soon, scattered Northern Liang troops appeared at the end of the horizon, and then large groups of Northern Liang troops appeared.

"kill!"

One hundred thousand Snow Dragon Riders began to charge.

As the bodies fell one after another, Su Jiutian did not feel any pity.

"My Lord, it is indeed the barbarians who have invaded." Yuan Zuozong returned to Su Jiutian and said, "And, this time, it is the barbarian king who is personally leading a barbarian army of 100,000 and is heading here."

"You came just in time." Su Jiutian said coldly, "These uncivilized barbarians all deserve to die!"

According to his memory, he knew that in history, the barbarians had penetrated deep into Beiliang, robbed food and women, and carried out massacres.

What's more, they even cook and eat babies and young children.

The people of Kyushu are called two-legged sheep by these beasts.

time flies.

All the fleeing Beiliang troops were killed, and the system's prompt sounded in Su Jiutian's mind.

"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 150,000 points of luck!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Su Haiwu, annihilating the Beiliang Army, completing the system task, and receiving the reward of 500,000 points of luck and a Saint-level sign-in!"

"Open the property panel." Su Jiutian ordered.

"Host: Su Jiutian!"

"Race: Human!"

"Physique: Killing God Physique!"

"Cultivation: middle stage of Martial Emperor Realm!"

"Kung Fu: None!"

"Magic weapon: none!"

"Mystical power: free and easy body movement, three swords to slash the gods!"

"Luck value: 111 million points!"

"Sign-in opportunities: 1 times (Saint-level sign-in)!"

“Signed characters: Zhao Yun, Yuan Zuozong.

"Sign-in Corps (Organization): Great Snow Dragon Riders (Commander Yuan Zuozong)"

"The total luck value has reached 1.11 million, and there is an opportunity to sign in at the Saint level." Su Jiutian thought to himself, and immediately turned off the panel of his subordinates.

"Boom!"

Just then, a faint roar was heard from the north.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking slightly.

"My lord, the Barbarian King is leading a large army here." Yuan Zuozong spoke in a deep voice, somewhat excited.

"Boom!"

The roar was clearly audible, and soon, the barbarian army appeared at the end of the northern horizon.

Su Jiutian looked and saw that the barbarian soldiers were at least two meters tall.

The height of some generals reached over two meters, or even three meters.

And the Barbarian King in the front was like a small hill.

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