Above the swamp, brown war horses were galloping.

Mrs. Zeng was wearing green-red armor and holding a green sword that was surrounded by the wind.

On the way, the team led by Mrs. Zeng would also encounter Jiang Mansion's military troops who were defeated and fled back. However, she would always swing her sword without hesitation and kill these defeated soldiers who fled on the spot!

Even before they arrived at Nha City, Mrs. Zeng and her military team were already covered in blood, especially their blades, which seemed to be entangled with the souls of the dead Jiangfu troops.

Compared with the large but ragtag Jiang Mansion army, Mrs. Zeng's military troops marched too fast. It only took them seven days to reach the Nha Cheng Plain.

The plains are covered with reeds, and there are still a lot of blood stains that have not been washed away in the soil where the reeds have taken root. You can see tragically dead horses and broken armor everywhere...

As if they knew that this battle would not end so soon, the people in Yacheng did not even bother to go out to clean up the corpses outside, allowing the birds and beasts in the swampy plains to eat them.

"Madam, we may have underestimated Yacheng." Liu Yu, the chief general of Zeng Mansion, said.

"They are just a bunch of cats and dogs!" Mrs. Zeng did not take the armed forces in Yacheng seriously at all. "Go and pass my order. If anyone in the city dares to resist, massacre the city!"

After resting for a while, Mrs. Zeng was also waiting for the news.

But soon, a domesticated spiritual eagle appeared in the sky of the rain clouds. It flew here and threw the body of the messenger sent by Mrs. Zeng just now in front of her.

When Mrs. Zeng saw that her men were beheaded, a smile appeared on her face. She still had a weird look with half of her face smiling. This made the generals who were familiar with Mrs. Zeng feel frightened.

This lady is ruthless, but she is like a great demon who has been cultivating in the mountains and forests for thousands of years. It is said that she will use the blood of disobedient maids to bathe and nourish her skin!

"Press up!"

Mrs. Zeng did not know any art of war and did not need to deploy it.

In the world of warriors, the art of war is secondary. Any formation of troops is meaningless in front of the powerful real martial arts. With just one order, all the warriors will turn into the most ferocious killing beasts and tear apart all the resisters in front of them.

broken!

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At the city tower, Wu Hen and a group of compatriots warriors gathered together. They looked at the Zeng Mansion Wu Rui approaching.

There are only a thousand people, but the sense of oppression they bring is far greater than that of Jiang's army of ten thousand people. Each of them has powerful true energy surging in their bodies. They have not reached the stage of releasing true energy, but they have already formed a trend.

It's like a terrifying storm blowing on the plain, turning the rain in the sky into a wind and rain barrier for them!

"The weakest of these people are all ninth-level warriors. With the support of the Zeng family's green armor and green soldiers, each of them has risen to the level of a martial artist!" The monk stood beside Wu Hen and said seriously.

When dealing with Jiang Mansion's army, they lost about 40% of their men.

Although in the past seven days, compatriots from other neighboring territories have arrived one after another, their cultivation levels are not high, and they can barely supplement the number of people.

At this moment, Mrs. Zeng personally led Wu Rui to kill them, and she was extremely fast, and she was quite unstoppable. This made everyone in Yacheng realize that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Mrs. Zeng, who once survived in the martial arts court, was absolutely powerful.

Suppress the local government troops!

"If I remember correctly, the owner of your city is called Lu Yun." Mrs. Zeng had extremely strong self-confidence, and she walked out of the team riding a black horse.

In Yacheng, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Hen.

Wu Hen was not afraid and stood up in front of the tower, overlooking the extremely courageous Mrs. Zeng.

This pampered woman was actually a female general. Judging from her posture, she had obviously been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, which surprised Wu Hen.

"It's me." Wu Hen responded, unable to lose in terms of momentum.

"A few months ago, I pardoned you and allowed you to become a civilian from a death row prisoner. I can understand that you don't want to give up the mineral deposits left by your ancestors, but you have to understand that every stone and tree in this territory, this territory

The lives of tens of thousands of people in this territory belong to me, Zeng Feng!" Mrs. Zeng said.

"If I want you to die, none of you can leave alive!"

After uttering these words, Mrs. Zeng said no more. Her face was as cold as ice, and with one finger of one hand, she wanted this Yacheng and all the living people in Yacheng to be wiped out!

The order was issued, and thousands of warriors from the Zeng Mansion came to kill with great momentum. To the people who had never seen much of the world, it was like black terrifying hurricanes blowing outside the city, and the city was shaken violently.

, some fragile stone houses collapsed directly...

The heavy rain slanted in and blew in from outside the city. All the awnings and roofs turned into grass clippings and rolled up into the sky.

The first ones to collide were two martial masters. Their true energy could be transferred to their weapons. When their weapons came into contact, the sky sounded like thunder drums, making the city and outside the city feel like they were in a thunder storm. Martial Masters and Martial Masters

The battles between them are also over the top

Walking along the wall, countless sparks flashed when the weapons clashed. Their power hit the hard wall, leaving a huge gap in it. When the palms and fists collided, a turbulent flow of true energy was formed.

Ordinary people would not be able to stand firmly if they were nearby.

Mrs. Zeng's warriors all have very good armors and weapons. Even a ninth-level warrior can threaten a warrior with such equipment. These warriors in uniform have also been trained. The four of them

They form a group and specially select those martial arts masters whose cultivation level is below the fourth level.

The true energy in the bodies of low-level warriors is limited, and this battle itself is a melee. The cultivation levels of warriors from both camps are uneven. Some warriors can solve the opponent in front of them as soon as they take action, and some warriors are defeated as soon as they come into contact with the opponent.

After the battle, there was rarely a fight that lasted too long.

The numbers on both sides dropped sharply and the losses were heavy.

"Your head should be worth a hundred jade!" A deputy general stepped onto the tower and shattered the dome of the floor with one palm.

He landed at Wu Hen's position, staring at the weak young city lord Wenwen like a jackal, and was already planning to twist off his head with his bare hands and present it to Mrs. Zeng.

"You are worthless in my eyes." The monk guarding Wu Hen stood up, waved the pine stick weapon in his hand, and started fighting with the general.

With Wu Hen's current perception, he can clearly capture the moves and movements of everyone around him.

It's not that Wu Hen doesn't want to improve his habitat. These days, he always holds a piece of pure jade to absorb it. However, this Luyun is a martial arts waste that is rare in thousands of years. No matter how good it is, it is like splashing water.

Listen to the sound.

Now that Wu Hen is a sixth-level martial artist, his effect in this decisive battle with Madam Zeng is minimal.

But Mrs. Zeng didn't think so. She knew that Wu Hen was the backbone of Yacheng's armed forces. As long as he was killed, Yacheng's civilian masters would also be reduced to a piece of loose sand.

"Uh-huh!!"

"Uh-huh!!!"

Suddenly, Wu Hen caught a few very unusual sword auras. Even warriors with different levels of cultivation could usually pass a few moves. However, these sword auras were like chopping melons and vegetables, cutting the Black Tiger Gang into pieces.

Several of his generals were beheaded!

Wu Hen frowned and fixed his gaze on the source of the sound.

Mrs. Zeng walked up with a green wind knife. There were no guards around her, but she killed nearly half of the members of the Black Tiger Gang by herself!

The Black Tiger Gang is a warrior that Wu Hen has recently trained. They made great achievements in dealing with Jiang's army, killing thousands of Jiang's warriors...

But they were like a group of children in front of Mrs. Zeng, with no power to resist at all.

The leader of the Black Tiger Gang, Guan Li, had a gloomy look on his face. He kept a certain distance from the extremely vicious Mrs. Zeng.

The weapon in his hand was cut off by the opponent. As a sixth-level martial artist, Guan Li narrowly escaped from Mrs. Zeng's sword. He couldn't believe that this woman's strength was so terrifying!

"Mrs. Zeng, is she a martial saint?" said Qi Chang, one of the Five Eagle Heroes of Lun Mountain.

The strength of each of the Five Eagles has reached the level of the Wu family. With the blessing of Lingyu, their cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds these days, and they are not at all inferior even when facing the generals of the Zeng family.

But Mrs. Zeng single-handedly killed them among them, but sent their compatriots away one by one. It was really a bit scary!

In the capital city of the territory, the highest level of cultivation is the ninth-level martial arts family. It is basically impossible for a higher-level martial saint level to appear.

There is a sea of ​​true energy in the body of a martial saint. The power they erupt is extremely terrifying, and the true energy is inexhaustible. Even if the Wu family besieges them in groups, they may not be able to defeat a true martial saint.

"No, her true energy has not reached the realm of Qi Hai." Guan Li said with certainty.

He glanced down at his broken weapon, and then at the Martial Saint armor worn by Mrs. Zeng.

"Her armor and weapons are both at the martial saint level, but her cultivation has not reached that level." Guan Li understood this and immediately said to the others.

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zeng had already killed all the elite members of the Black Tiger Gang. She looked at Guan Li, obviously hearing what he just said.

"So what if we analyze it, even if the True Martial Saint is in front of me, he will avoid my holy sword!" Mrs. Zeng said.

Raising the holy sword, Mrs. Zeng circulated all the true energy in her body to the blue holy sword. The wind surrounding the holy sword instantly transformed into waves of domineering true energy, and turned into a wave of energy as she swung the blade.

Fierce bloody clouds!

The sword energy and blood glow instantly tore the gang leader Guan Li into pieces. His flesh and blood were like rotten tomatoes that had been thrown to the ground, completely devoid of human appearance.

The Five Eagle Man's expression changed drastically and he stopped breathing.

The five of them never imagined that Mrs. Zeng was hiding so deeply. In this territory, no one knew that Mrs. Zeng possessed such a magical helmet. The power of the sword she just wielded was not inferior to those of those infuriating warriors.

Let go of the most powerful warrior!
Chapter completed!