Lin Yun felt that the development of things would never be as simple as he thought.
Even if he was the Martial Emperor in his previous life, he could not control anything in the Divine Realm.
Things in the world are always like spiritual practice, they are never smooth sailing.
As if he couldn't wait now, he wanted to pursue Meng Mingshi, but an army of tens of thousands of people stood in front of him.
Even though the army in front of them didn't say a single word, the murderous atmosphere still permeated the world.
This is the second day of their pursuit of Meng Mingshi, and today they have arrived in the northwest region.
The night was dark, the plain was vast, and the surroundings were deserted, with only dense overgrown weeds.
Under this night, the first batch of blocking troops from the Northwest Territories have arrived, led by three third-level Wu Emperors, with a total of 50,000 troops.
Even though the number was thousands of times larger than Lin Yun's, every soldier who blocked the troops still had a look of vigilance on their faces.
They were just next door to the Northern Territory, and they had already heard the legend about Lin Yun.
Therefore, if Meng Mingshi had not given them a death order and asked them to come and stop Lin Yun, they would probably never dare to provoke Lin Yun for the rest of their lives.
"Your Excellency, please return to the Northern Territory! This Northwest Territory is not a place that you can set foot in!" The leader of the third-level Martial Emperor was a man.
His yellow hair was messy in the wind, and he straightened his back, trying not to look scared.
There was a hint of fear in the yellow-haired man's tone. The order Meng Mingshi gave them was just to stop Lin Yun from pursuing him, but not to kill him. This was a blessing in misfortune.
"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, how can we be afraid of just a few of them?" Before Lin Yun could answer, a tall and thin young man next to the yellow-haired man looked at Lin with contempt in his eyes.
The cloud seemed to be looking at the lamb in the cage waiting to be killed.
The three Martial Emperors are all from different forces in the Northwest Territory, but the one thing they have in common is that they are all enslaving forces of the Holy Alliance.
The tall and lanky young man was not afraid. After all, everything about Lin Yun was told in rumors. He had never seen it with his own eyes. He believed that the rumors must be false and Lin Yun was just a deified person.
"What kind of trouble can these few people make?" The last Martial Emperor sneered, "I think we should kill them directly to avoid any trouble in the future."
Except for Lin Yun, Yasuo and others looked extremely expressionless Shen Yi.
Lin Yun shook his head, his hands naturally dropped, and he said calmly, "Let's solve it quickly."
Lin Yun didn't want to delay for too long, otherwise things would be difficult to handle if Meng Mingshi arrived at the branch.
"Kill!" Yasuo drew his sword, and as soon as he finished speaking, the battle was about to begin.
"Ha! I don't know whether to live or die! Give them all to me!" The tall, thin young man smiled contemptuously, and with one order, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed towards Lin Yun and others with a loud killing sound.
"Colorful Glazed Tower!" Yueyue released her martial spirit. In an instant, the seven-colored light dispelled the darkness and enveloped Yasuo and others.
"Fight on your own!" Lin Yun said coldly without any hesitation.
After all, Yasuo and others are all in the Martial Emperor realm, so they can disperse and defeat these soldiers one by one.
If you are surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers, no matter how good your technique is, it will be difficult to use it.
"Leave Lin Yun to me then! Go and deal with the others!" The person who said such arrogant words was the tall and thin young man.
He had long been full of doubts about the rumored Lin Yun. If he could kill Lin Yun here this time, then he could replace Lin Yun and become a big shot in this chaotic realm.
"No, you three can come together." But before he could finish his words, Lin Yun was already standing in front of the three of them with his hands behind his back.
"When did you come?" The yellow-haired man looked horrified. Lin Yun was hundreds of meters away from them just now, so why did he come to them in the blink of an eye?
"It's just an eighth-level martial arts master. It seems that the rumors are false!" Another middle-aged man sneered and said contemptuously.
Lin Yun has not activated any stage of the Demonic Core Crystal. After all, with his current strength, he can deal with these three people even if they are third-level Martial Emperors.
"Ha! What a fraud..." The tall and thin young man was about to say something sarcastic, but his eyes saw a sharp sword light fluttering like a butterfly at an extremely tricky angle, heading towards his neck.
"No!" The tall and thin young man's expression changed, and he quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist and held it in front of him.
Bang--!
There was a clang of gold and iron, and the long sword broke in response, but the sword light still continued.
Fortunately, the tall and thin young man hurriedly avoided it, and the sword light missed his hair.
"You..." The tall and thin young man was still frightened, fell to the ground, and touched his smooth hair.
I saw that half of his black hair was cut off by Lin Yun's sword light, like a wisp of desert in the overgrown plain.
"Be careful!" The yellow-haired man and the middle-aged man retreated to his side, looking at Lin Yun warily.
The yellow-haired man knew that the arrow was on the string at this moment and had to be fired.
Even though he doesn't want to be Lin Yun's enemy, after this sword blow, life and death must be decided!
On the other side, a battle broke out between Yasuo and several tens of thousands of troops.
In an instant, the chaotic crowd overwhelmed everyone.
It is obvious that this group of so-called soldiers are not real soldiers. They have not experienced any battles or trials. This army is disorganized.
Yasuo held the long sword, facing the tens of thousands of soldiers running towards him, and instantly took action with the long sword.
An incomparable sword energy was instantly chopped out like a sharp blade and swept out.
I saw the army rushing towards Yasuo. In an instant, there were hundreds of people in the middle. They were cut in half by the sword energy, like a scroll being torn apart.
Faced with such a terrifying blow, the group of soldiers were so frightened that they retreated, looked at each other, and did not dare to get close.
At the same time, Nangong and Shangguan also activated the 'War Qilin' state and the 'Demon Core' state respectively, and then with Yueyue's blessing, they rushed into the crowd instantly.
One of them was surrounded by flames, and the other was surrounded by thunder and lightning. Wherever they passed, all the soldiers were like a pile of scattered sand, defeated by them.
And with Yueyue's blessing, the man in the mirror still relied on his martial soul's ability to maneuver among the crowd even when facing tens of thousands of soldiers.
Although the remaining three Martial Emperors are not strong enough, most of the soldiers are attracted by Yasuo and others, and they are not in much danger now.
"Just these few people came to kill us, you are really overestimating your capabilities!" Shangguan Xia Yan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and suddenly punched out.
In an instant, a virtual image of a giant fist condensed by flames struck the crowd like a comet striking the moon.
boom--!
Immediately with a loud noise, flames shot up into the sky, covering thousands of people.