To the north of the Nanxia Kingdom is the Zhao Kingdom, thousands of miles away.
A crescent moon hangs in the sky, half covered by the diffuse dark clouds, looking very mysterious.
Under the dark night sky, a large city was shrouded in hazy haze.
A horrific massacre is taking place in this city, turning the once prosperous city into a hell on earth.
The streets and alleys were filled with corpses, blood flowed into rivers, more than half of the magnificent buildings collapsed, the spacious roads were full of scorched pits, broken swords and halberds were everywhere, and fires continued to burn.
In the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, stood three men and one woman, four people in black, looking very calm.
None of their clothes were stained with a trace of blood, which was incompatible with the blood at the scene.
The four people are of varying heights and have different appearances. However, they all wear cloaks and black clothes. They also have meteor dart totems branded on their foreheads, but the numbers under the totems are different for each person.
The numbers of the four people are "10", "9", "8" and "6" respectively.
Although the numbers of the four people are different, their auras are extremely powerful. The aura of any one of them is higher than that of Beiyan's Warring States Marshal.
No. 10, who has the weakest aura among the four, all have at least the cultivation level of the seventh level Martial King Peak.
And No. 6, who has the strongest aura among the four, has the cultivation level of the ninth level Martial King!
The remaining No. 8 and No. 9 also have the cultivation level of the eighth level Martial King.
"I'll fight with you!" A city guard general covered in blood shouted and rushed towards No. 9 with his sword.
No. 9 was holding a long bow and carrying arrows on his back. It seemed that he was not good at close combat. However, when the general slashed at him with his sword, he turned around and ignored him.
The general stood on his back with a sword, but without even touching his body, he was directly thrown away by the body-protecting vitality and his sword. It broke a pillar more than ten meters away and was also hit.
Seriously injured.
"To destroy this kind of kingdom, do we need four of us to go out together?" No. 9 looked at the corpses on the ground indifferently, and said with contempt and disdain on his face.
"The branch president wants us to destroy this kingdom overnight to scare other kingdoms." No. 6, the one with the highest cultivation level among the four, said in a cold voice.
He wore a black mask on his face, and no expression could be seen when he spoke, giving people an extremely cold feeling.
After hearing what No. 6 said, No. 8, the only female among the four, complained: "Even if this kingdom is to be destroyed overnight, there is no need for the four of us to go out at the same time, right? Is the branch president making too much of a fuss?"
This woman is in her early twenties, holding a double-ended dart in each hand, wearing revealing red soft armor, with a sexy and hot figure, and is charming and charming.
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the crisp sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
The four of them turned to look at the sound at the same time, and saw a group of bronze cavalry charging towards the four of them at high speed.
The leader of this cavalry team was a general wearing purple gold armor and holding a purple gold war spear.
Seeing the appearance of this general, the soldiers who were seriously injured and fell to the ground were all excited, as if they had seen the light of hope.
"It's Marshal Zhao Zilong! The Marshal is finally here!"
"Great! As long as the marshal shows up, these guys won't dare to be presumptuous!"
"Marshal, please be sure to take off the heads of these four people to avenge our fallen martyrs!"
Zhao Zilong glanced at the corpses on the ground, and his eyes suddenly widened with anger.
He jumped directly from the horse, flew over countless corpses, and crossed dozens of meters to come in front of the four people. He swept the war gun in his hand horizontally, pointing directly at the leader No. 6: "Confess our Zhao Guo Tianwei."
Those who are far away will be killed!"
No. 6, who was wearing a mask, said nothing, and there was no expression in his cold eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to Zhao Zilong at all.
On the contrary, No. 10, who had the lowest cultivation level among the four, looked at Zhao Zilong with a disappointed expression: "Fifth level Martial King, is this the strongest warrior in the Zhao Kingdom? I am really disappointed."
"I won't bother you to take action against such an opponent. Let me deal with it."
After hearing what No. 10 said, the other three people didn't react. They seemed to have no interest in the strongest man in the Zhao Kingdom.
No. 6 urged impatiently: "Hurry up, I hate waiting."
"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting for too long. It will be over soon." No. 10 said, taking out an hourglass from his arms and placing it upside down on the steps aside.
The moment the hourglass is turned upside down, the sand on it will leak downward along the gap. I believe that it will all leak out in less than two minutes.
"Let's get started." No. 10 took out a double hook from his arms, held one in each hand, and looked at Zhao Zilong with a playful face.
Zhao Zilong swiped his gun with a sweep, then held the gun in his backhand and rushed toward No. 10.
No. 10 arrived first and rushed towards Zhao Zilong at a faster speed, so fast that his figure turned into a phantom.
The people who were more than ten meters apart one moment, collided with each other as if they were teleporting in the next second, and then triggered a terrifying explosion, blowing up all the corpses and buildings around...
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One minute later.
The hourglass had only leaked more than halfway, and Zhao Zilong's bloody body had already fallen into the scorched pit, with no more signs of life.
No. 10 was still unscathed and didn't even take a breath. It was just that there was some blood on his body, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.
And those soldiers who originally thought they saw hope now fell into unprecedented despair.
The most powerful man in the Zhao Kingdom.
That Zhao Zilong whose strength is unfathomable.
The invincible and invincible marshal.
In front of the enemy in front of him, he was as weak as a chicken and a dog, completely vulnerable to a blow.
In just one minute, he was defeated by the enemy in front of him. And he was defeated so completely and without any suspense.
It is simply unimaginable how powerful these four people are!
"Brothers, avenge the marshal! Fight with them!" A deputy general pulled out his gun and roared in the resting area.
Under his leadership, the entire cavalry force was infected. All the knights raised their guns and rode towards the four people, shouting and screaming to avenge the marshal.
Facing the charge of thousands of cavalry troops, the four of them stood motionless, completely turning a blind eye to it.
When the cavalry at the front was less than a hundred meters away from the four of them, No. 8 activated his energy and condensed a box-shaped martial spirit behind him.
The surface of the box was glowing with blue light, and it was obviously an earth-level martial spirit.
The lid of the box was opened from the middle to both sides, and countless hidden weapons were continuously shot out of the box, and they were densely sprinkled towards the army, like a rain of hidden weapons.
After being baptized by this rain of hidden weapons, thousands of cavalrymen and horses all fell in a pool of blood, and no one was spared.
But the four people still stood calmly on the spot, never moving from the beginning to the end.