Myriad Realms Super Face Slap System

Zhao Min thought from this side, there were disciples from Shenquan Sect who jumped down and searched the corpse. After a while, they all burst into tears: "County Master, our Sect Master will go back to heaven!"

It's sad to cry. As for whether they have such a good relationship with the surnamed person, that's definitely not the case, but the surnamed person is their backer, and if the backer dies, don't even think about raising their heads in the Ruyang Palace in the future.

What future, career, then certainly do not need to mention.

Ruining people's fortunes is like killing one's parents. The dozen or so disciples of Divine Fist couldn't care anymore, and without waiting for Zhao Min's order, they all rushed towards Yue Chen, who was still standing laughing at Zhao Min.

Zhao Min saw that the young man didn't care about the strong men who rushed to fight him, still smiling, and that smile was three-point provocation, only to see Zhao Min's heart panic, and his face flushed.

Xin said, "Where is this madman from, the people who look straight at him are not in the dark."

But she shouted, "Wait." She wanted to keep Yue Chen alive. It stands to reason that she often hangs out in the military camp, and has seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but today she is inexplicably soft-hearted. It would not be good for Yue Chen to hurt even a little bit of fur.

But she was still too late.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the heads of the men who jumped up flew away in unison, and more than a dozen blood columns filled the sky.

There was a rain of blood, and the sky was falling, and Yue Chen, who was standing in the center, was still dressed in white, without a drop of blood.

Zhao Min felt that it was very unreal at this time. She felt that she had seen a martial arts master who could lift a few feet with a kick of both feet, throw a punch, and even vomit blood and be seriously injured when wearing steel armor.

But with a wave of his hand, the martial arts that killed more than a dozen people in an instant was unbelievable.

Am I dreaming?

She looked down unconsciously, and saw that the rain of blood had already landed at this time, and it was falling a foot in front of her.

It was as if someone had erected a wall invisibly one foot in front of her. Within one foot was a beautiful woman in white, with a peerless beauty, and a foot away was the death god coming to the world, a sea of ​​blood.

Yue Chen smiled at her again: "Little Princess, I killed more than a dozen of your dogs. The girl's house had better be clean, didn't the blood spill on you?"

This time, he still calculates clearly!Not a drop of blood crossed the space he left.

Zhao Min reluctantly returned a smile: "You already know other people's names, but you haven't announced your own name yet?"

Yue Chen pinned the sword behind him: "My name is Yue Chen. Yue of the mountain is high and Weiyue, and Lang Lang is the morning of the morning."

Yue Chen? !

"You are the one who kills... the young hero?" Zhao Min wanted to say "killing god", but then she thought about it, the title of "killing god" is not a good word. Maybe people don't like it, so the conversation took a sharp turn and changed to a young hero.

"You know me?" Yue Chen went on the road alone, killing and setting fires by himself. How could he have imagined that his deeds in the past half month had already caused an uproar in the martial arts.

Zhao Min saluted: "Yue Shaoxia's name is like thunder. It's like a young man like a dragon, and it is me who is eager for talents. With such a talent and such martial arts, why bother to mingle in the wilderness? Why not step forward? Chaotang, from now on, whether it is a high-ranking official, a rich wife, or a sweet wife in a big house, isn't it easy to get it?" When talking about the sweet wife, Zhao Min intensified his tone, and said in his heart, "I'm saying this, see if you fool understands."

Anyone who has ever been in a relationship knows that if a girl calls a boy a fool, then it is [*]% successful.

Zhao Min didn't know at this time, but in fact, she had already secretly promised this young man she had just met.

Yue Chen said: "Money and beauty are admired by thousands of people. Of course I like it."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min said eagerly, "That young hero..."

"But I like being a human being, not a dog." Yue Chen interrupted Zhao Min coldly.

Chapter 26 Come with me

After listening to Yue Chen's words, Zhao Min felt bitter in his heart: "Yeah, there is a difference between Han and Mongolia, and there are hurdles in his heart."

But on second thought, there are more than [*] Mongolian elite soldiers of mine here. No matter how many lives and what the price is today, as long as we capture him alive, we get along with each other every day.

Immediately made up his mind, he smiled coquettishly: "Yue Shaoxia, you really don't want to go with me?"

Yue Chen raised his eyebrows at her: "I don't want to go with you, but if you are willing to go with me, I can consider it."

This sentence is not a good word, but there is a hint of sweetness in Zhao Min's ears: "You really don't want it? Then I will only have someone to tie you away."

After speaking, he clapped his hands and said in Mongolian, "Come on, where is my son-in-law from Dayuan?"

As soon as these words came out, the thousands of Mongolian soldiers raised their weapons together and shouted: "Here!"

Yue Chen couldn't understand what she was saying. He only heard a word from Zhao Min, the morale of these thousands of Tartars suddenly rose, and the military was like a rainbow, and immediately slammed his mouth: "Little Nizi really has some means, these Tartars. Son still listens to her."

This is what Yue Chen did not know. Zhao Min grew up in the military camp since childhood.

"Take this person down for me!" Zhao Min pointed with a hand.

Yue Chen could understand this gesture, and he was about to start.

"Come on." Yue Chen drew his sword and pulled out his sheath: "I'll take you away when I kill all these tartarians!"

The Mongolian soldiers rushed towards Yue Chen like a tide, drowning him in an instant.

Countless spears and swords greeted Yue Chen from all directions.

Crowd tactics.

This is the principle of military strategists in the first place. Even if the less wins the more, it is through a strategy, which causes the local to fight the less.This point, Zhao Min deeply agrees.

But today, she found out that she was wrong.Zhao Min finally knew how the hundreds of elite soldiers in the rear army were wiped out.

Dozens of Mongolian soldiers closest to Yue Chen had their heads cut off the moment the battle started.

Zhao Min didn't see Yue Chen's movements at all, but only saw Yue Chen waving the long sword in his hand, water dripping all over his body, because the silver sword body was so fast, it seemed to have turned into a huge silver ball of light, every touch it touched. All the swords that reached this silver ball were shattered.

Numbers can no longer be an advantage.

Yue Chen shuttled through the enemy formation like a white ghost, and wherever he went, waves of blood were set off.

The long sword in his hand is like the scythe of the god of death, and every time he swings it, he harvests a large amount of life.

The Mongolian elite soldiers were not afraid of death, no matter how many companions fell to the ground in an instant, they still bravely blocked the gap so that Yue Chen could not move in the direction of Zhao Min.

Moths to the fire.

A Chinese idiom flashed in Zhao Min's mind.

The Mongol soldiers flew towards the deadly spark like moths that were not afraid of death.

But even so, Yue Chen still walked towards Zhao Min in an orderly manner.

Everyone who stood in front of him turned into nameless corpses lying on the ground in an instant.

One quarter of an hour.

Only a quarter of an hour at most.

A large open space had been cleared around Yue Chen, and the bodies of Mongolian soldiers lay on the ground like wheat harvested in autumn.

No one dared to go forward anymore. They raised their weapons and pointed at Yue Chen. Yue Chen took one step forward, and they took three steps back.

Zhao Min bit his lip tightly, this young man, in just a moment, destroyed these and swept the hearts of the elite soldiers in Eurasia.

"Come on. I don't have much time." Yue Chen gently waved the long sword in his hand: "Early death and late death are all dead. Are you afraid of things stained with the blood of civilians in your hands?"

Saying that, Yue Chen smiled at Zhao Min again: "Little Princess, wait a minute, I'll be with you soon, we'll talk to you nearby." He looked like a murderer in the enemy's lineup. Rather like a pretty man going on a date.

Incompetent.

Zhao Min's face was pale and he smiled bitterly: "Yue Shaoxia, your martial arts is unparalleled, people know it, what do you think?"

When Yue Chen heard this, he didn't leave, leaning on his long sword: "I want to enter Qinghai and go to Kunlun Mountains. I am very lonely and miserable. The little county master accompanies me for a walk and relieves my boredom along the way."

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Before Zhao Min spoke, there were several officers around who could understand Chinese shouting and scolding. They were all the old deployments of King Ruyang. In their eyes, Zhao Min was not only a boss, but also a daughter who had seen her since childhood. Never be kidnapped.

"Then I'll just kill all of you and take her away. It won't take much time anyway." Yue Chen picked up his long sword, and as he spoke, several heads fell to the ground.

"Yue Shaoxia is merciful... Zhao Min is going with you." After speaking, he was about to walk out of the crowd.

"The county master can't be!" The officers knelt down in unison.

Although the soldiers around could not understand, they were not blind. When they saw this scene, they immediately understood and fell to their knees.

Some couldn't help crying.

The Mongols respect warriors the most. They are not Yue Chen's opponents. They are willing to die. At this moment, Zhao Min is asked to save their lives as a daughter.

One person started to cry, like a contagion, and all the Mongolian soldiers cried.

Yue Chen shook his head and smiled and said, "It's fine if you can't beat it. It's just death. What are you crying for?

Chapter 27 You can win if you run away

The three officers came to Zhao Min on a prostrate and grabbed the hem of her clothes: "My servant is incompetent! But even if this life is given, the county master cannot be taken away by this madman!"

"Let me go, don't give your life in vain. Keep a useful body and serve the country."

The three officers burst into tears, and the one in the lead kowtowed again and again: "The county lord, please wait a moment, the lower officials will immediately report to the prince, send thousands of troops and horses, come to rescue the county lord!"

Zhao Min waved his hands again and again: "This person is incapable of the enemy, he can only outsmart him. You go back and tell my father that there is no need to send a soldier or a general. I have my own decision."

"This...is..." Although the officer felt strange in his heart, he did not dare to go against Zhao Min's intention.

Zhao Min ordered a few more words, waved away a few officers, walked to Yue Chen, pretended to be relaxed, tilted his head, smiling like a flower: "Okay, you want someone, they are here, now you can let go. Do I have the remaining officers and soldiers?"

Yue Chen raised his eyebrows: "You said that as if I were a kidnapped villain?"

Zhao Min wrinkled his nose: "Isn't it right? Hundreds of lives here are all your hostages, can you take me away now?"

Yue Chen leaned on his sword and laughed loudly: "Go? Why should I go?"

After all, in Zhao Min's surprised eyes, he pointed at the three officers: "When I said that at the beginning, you can run, I count from one to ten, and when I count to ten, who else is in my line of sight? Inside, I'll send him to be company with the guys on this earth!"

Zhao Min smiled bitterly, yes, he is the one with the absolute strength advantage, the rules of the game, the rules and regulations, are all determined by him.

"Start." Yue Chen said lightly.

Zhao Min shouted: "Run!"

The remaining Mongolian elite soldiers, like bereaved dogs, ran along the road desperately.

This is a scene that can be recorded in the annals of history. The Mongolian elite soldier, known as the lion in the world, was frightened by one person.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... oh, your Dayuan Iron Cavalry really lives up to its reputation. You run so fast." Before the ten numbers were counted, the last Mongolian soldier had already disappeared on the horizon. On, Yue Chen laughed at Zhao Min teasingly.

Zhao Min had no choice but to stare at him. After this battle, the Mongolian warriors could no longer lift their heads in the eyes of this man.