At this time, the long street in front of Wang Yue was completely in chaos.

The formation of the Jurchen cavalry that had originally been pushed across the wall was gone. The war horses frightened by the explosion were neighing and running like crazy. The cavalry on the horses were frightened and tried their best to try to control them to calm them down.

But it was useless.

This is a semi-enclosed terrain.

As the starting point of the entire east-west commercial street, the streets in front of Baokang Gate are all buildings on both sides. In fact, most of the streets in Kaifeng City are wooden buildings, and at most they are built to four or five floors. This terrain undoubtedly amplifies the sound of explosions. Those war horses that have never received any training in this area have completely collapsed. They run, crash and fall like headless flies and even trampled on each other. Jurchen cavalry kept falling from their horses' backs, and then they were trampled by horse hooves before they could get up...

They are wearing heavy armor.

It is difficult to get up quickly after being caught, let alone the horse is running and trampling on.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Wu Xie roared without hesitation.

He knew very well that he could no longer fight and had to withdraw and reorganize the team.

However……

A harsh friction suddenly came into his ears.

Wu Xie looked ahead in shock. Wang Yue was holding Mo Dao with one hand and was slowly walking towards him. Behind was Gao Qingyi's bloody head, and the blade of the Mo Dao was passing by.

Then that head flipped toward this side.

Blood sprayed.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, picked up his mace very simply, then activated the war horse he had just controlled, and rushed straight to Wang Yue in the chaos.

And the latter also began to run wildly.

The blade of the Mojiu dragged behind even dragged out a clear spark on the ground.

The two of them quickly pulled closer together, and in a blink of an eye, they were less than three meters apart. The running horse, Wu Xie, roared, raised the mace in his hand and aimed forward with the war horse forward at Wang Yue, but at the same time, the sword in Wang Yue turned into an upward arc light.

The arc of light instantly flew across Wu Xie's horse's head, and then passed through his waist...

He looked down blankly.

His war horse, with half of his body, appeared strangely in his vision. At the same time, the horse's head fell and blood spurted. The headless war horse fell down with the half of his body, but his body involuntarily fell to the side. Just as the sound of the mace hitting the ground, he also fell to the ground.

only……

This ground is so close.

And the figure with full armor in front is so majestic.

Well, he was cut in half.

But because of the mace being raised diagonally, his upper half of his body fell to the side, and because of the original forward inertia, it fell directly at Wang Yue's feet. Even because of the support of the mace not falling, it fell to the ground like a bust. But then Wang Yue's big foot that had just crushed Gao Qingyi to death fell on his face. The poor half of Wu Xie fell backwards and began a heart-wrenching scream.

"The waste is only half less, so it's so exaggerated to scream?"

Wang Yue said contemptuously.

In front of him, more Jurchen cavalry who had controlled the war horses rushed over, and Wang Yue jumped up and landed among them in an instant...

"Yang's whirlwind slash!"

His roar with a full breath of middle school resounded throughout the long street.

The next moment, the Modao began to kill again.

His trick is very simple, just like the previous few times, holding the tail end of the knife handle with both hands, then throwing the Mo Dao up, and the whole person kept turning around. The Mo Dao weighs more than 70 kilograms, and the length of the blade is only one and a half meters long. Such a large killer waved in this way, forming a cutting circle of more than three meters around him. All people and war horses entering this cutting circle can only be cut open. What is the concept of a big knife weighing more than 70 kilograms?

The armor is completely invalid.

Not to mention the armor, a modern Kevlar body armor may not be able to block it.

What's more, this kind of swing is extremely fast.

Wang Yue is not a human being. It is estimated that even the top fighter pilots cannot catch up with him. His speed and sustainability are exaggerated. Such speed and weight of Modao are all unstoppable, not to mention the blade. It can be said that as long as you enter the cutting range, even a war horse can be cut off at once, especially because of the height, after entering the cutting circle, the war horse can only hit the blade with its neck...

That is a horse's head drop with a knife.

Even people on horseback can be cut in half together.

Wang Yue didn't care about defense at all. He just kept spinning, and then the surroundings were a hell of death, beheaded war horses, the Jurchen cavalry that were cut in half, and even their weapons were cut off under the terrifying power of this huge sword and Wang Yue. Blood fountains rose, heads fell one by one, and broken limbs were trampled on the ground by horse hooves. Blood flowed into a river in the originally prosperous long street.

And he is still moving.

Moving to kill.

No matter how brave the Jurchen cavalry attacked around them were, they could not stand this killing, and then fled in all directions, but at this moment, most of the cavalry still could not control their frightened war horses.

The long street is still in chaos.

Their escape further exacerbates the chaos.

The Jurchen cavalry who fled the way and ran into each other with their companions who were being flew by their crotch war horses, then scolded each other and avoided in chaos. However, in their chaos, Wang Yue was spinning forward, and he was like a moving cutting machine, bumping wherever there were many people.

If you bump into it, you will die.

The Jurchen cavalry cursed, screamed and attacked in vain.

All they can use is bows and arrows.

At this time, even the cavalry's cone gun was actually only more than ten feet long...

Not without longer.

The long spear of the Song Dynasty was seven or eight meters long, but it was used to defend the city, but the cavalry was also at five meters level. In the early Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang was said to have two guns, one with five meters of rushing forward, and one with three meters of melee. But this battle did not take longer, and the purpose was to complete the strangulation of Wang Yue. But everyone knew that he was wearing three-level cold forged armor. That was not a cone gun that could penetrate, and he could only use blunt weapons to break armor. Except for the short cone guns in the melee, the rest were maces, whip maces, and hammers, and then they all caught the cutting machine with a radius of more than three meters.

Only bows and arrows are most effective.

But the bow and arrow are also meaningless to his three heavy armors...

A single level of cold forged armor may not necessarily penetrate.

What's more, this is the triple.

Wang Yue was like a bunch of iron to protect him beyond common sense, and also beyond common sense attack method, which could be said to have completely turned the battlefield into his own killing and slaughterhouse.

Blood stains the streets, and dead bodies accumulate!

Between the blood and the corpse, he seemed like a demon!
Chapter completed!