Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 49

But no matter what, it is a good thing to have strong support on one's side. Qin Emperor and the five looked at each other, and the murderous intent in their eyes became more intense. Without Duan Wanjiang, the threat of the Sacred Fire Cult was greatly reduced.

"kill!"

The five people yelled in unison, "Five yuan returns for a while" was running crazily, five gorgeous beams of light soared into the sky, and fell on Emperor Qin.

Endless golden light sprinkled the universe, and the golden dragon roamed the sky, once again entangled with the seven ancestors of the Holy Fire Cult.

"Little man!"

"Despicable and shameless Daqin!"

The Patriarch of the Sacred Fire Sect was still yelling, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. They were not afraid of Emperor Qin and five people, but Zhao Yun. The addition of a strong man in the holy realm would change the direction of the war.

Duan Yonghui has fallen, and the Sacred Fire Cult has fallen into the bottom.

"war!"

The battle in the void attracted Zhao Yun's attention. He pulled the reins with his right hand, the horse neighed, and the four hooves walked against the sky.

The bright silver gun in his hand was shining brightly, like a flame was burning, and the gun's intent filled the sky.

boom!
Transformed into a white dragon, the silver-white gun's light pierced the sky, and a thousand-foot gun shadow emerged, stabbing in the air with sharp gun aura.

Immediately, a fighting ancestor of the Holy Fire Sect screamed, a muzzle appeared between his eyebrows, his brains sprayed in all directions, and he fell on the spot.

"Sixth!"

The other six ancestors of the Sacred Fire Cult watched their brothers who had been together for thousands of years die tragically, their eyes were red, and they shouted in grief, but if you look carefully, you will find a trace of fear mixed in the depths of their pupils.

That's right!

They are scared!

Zhao Yun's strength was truly terrifying. He killed a warrior in the Holy Realm with just one move.

……

"This is impossible, how could father die!"

"Impossible, my father is so powerful, how could he fall?"

"You lied to me, you must have lied to me! Come on, why did you lie to me?"

Behind the battlefield, Duan Yonghui, who was healed, heard the news of Duan Wanjiang's fall, his eyes were dull, and he roared like crazy, and finally sat down on the ground, crying loudly.

Tears were like rain, wet his clothes, and turned into hatred, he wanted revenge!

"His Royal Highness, the Pope has fallen, and the three armies have no master. Please, the Holy Son will act as the Pope's power and command the three armies to fight!"

Yan Zhennan, covered in blood, knelt on one knee and said, he is a diehard loyalist of Duan Wanjiang, and immediately came back to support Duan Yonghui as the new Pope after the latter's death.

"Report, the Sixth Patriarch has fallen!"

Just when Duan Yonghui was about to agree, a soldier ran over and reported in a panic.

"what?"

Yan Zhennan was shocked. He stood up and looked at the sky, only to find that only the six patriarchs were still fighting. His expression changed drastically. He entered the battlefield of the Holy Realm, isn't he the opponent of the Great Qin Empire?

With the fall of the pope, the morale of the army suffered. Even if Duan Yonghui became the new pope and could regain morale, the army would not escape the defeat when the battle between the strong in the Holy Realm ended.

What should I do?
Can the situation be prevented from collapsing?
But the more anxious he was, the more blank his mind became. It was impossible to turn defeat into victory on his own, unless he was a strong saint.

"Qin Wudao!"

Duan Yonghui, who was standing on the side, gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were red, revealing murderous aura, dyed the void red, and made Yan Zhennan feel palpitations.

"That's right, Qin Wudao..."

Hearing this, Yan Zhennan's eyes lit up, thinking of the key point of breaking the situation, as long as Qin Wudao is captured, he can intimidate the Great Qin Empire, sign a truce agreement, and even use this as a basis to seek to seize the entire Great Qin Empire.

"The Red Clothes Corps listens to the order and will fight with this general!"

Yan Zhennan hurriedly ordered that he was about to return to the battlefield with his weapon in hand. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, knelt down on one knee and said, "Holy Son, wait here for news from your subordinates. If you succeed, then Everything will be fine; if you fail, you should evacuate immediately and live well..."

The tone of this passage is solemn and firm, but it is more like making a will!

As the crown prince, Qin Wudao must be surrounded by strong people to protect him. Most of his trips are full of crises, and there are many dangers.

Even so, he has no hesitation!
"Bishop, don't worry! If you fail, I will avenge you!"

Duan Yonghui closed his eyes slightly, and clenched his fists with both hands. The sharp nails pierced the skin, and blood continued to flow out, dripping on the ground, splashing bloody flowers one by one.

Yan Zhennan stood up, without worrying anymore, and led the strong men of the Red Army Corps into the battlefield.

This time, they were not aiming to kill the enemy, but looking for Qin Wudao, just like a wild horse running wild on the battlefield, searching for the target.

But how difficult is it to find someone on the Baili battlefield?

It took more than half an hour, more than half of the Red Army Corps was killed, and they didn't notice anything.

"Find it, find it for me!"

Yan Zhennan kept ordering, glanced at the high altitude, and stomped his right foot on the ground, like a cannonball, rushing into the void, shocking the subordinates around him.

You must know that the void is the battlefield for the strong in the holy realm, and the rest of them will be targeted when they fly high into the sky, or they will be involved in the aftermath, which will be very dangerous.

But at this time, when the battle of entering the holy realm entered a critical moment, Emperor Qin and the others had no leisure to meet Yan Zhennan, just an ant.

Faced with the terrifying aftermath, Yan Zhennan searched for Qin Wudao's traces in the sky, and the sky paid off. After searching for a few minutes, he finally saw a blood-soaked boy in a python robe.

"The generals obey the order, follow me to kill!"

After Yan Zhennan landed on the ground, he led his men to kill Qin Wudao, cutting a bloody path among thousands of troops.

"cut!"

More than a dozen miles away, Qin Wudao led Liu Yong and others to continuously kill the holy fire priests. Around them, corpses were piled up, their flesh and bones turned into mud, and they dared not open their eyes wide, as if they were questioning the sky.

"Your Highness, fighting with you is really enjoyable!"

After Liu Yong killed an enemy, the soldiers were dripping with blood, dripping slowly, and their dyed red hair fluttered like a madman.

Bathed in warm blood, Qin Wudao showed a sneer, his evil spirit stirred the void, surrounded by sword light, like a king of demons.

On the battlefield, you have to become the devil, the devil in the heart of the enemy.

"Order to capture the Great Qin Crown Prince!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and Yan Zhennan led the red-clothed army elite to come forward. Looking at the densely packed corpses on the ground, he couldn't help but twist his face, and ordered angrily.

"kill!!"

Thousands of soldiers roared loudly, filled with blood-colored evil aura, like a tiger descending the mountain, heading straight for Qin Wudao.

"Protect Your Highness!"

Liu Yong hurriedly ran to Qin Wudao, and every step he took was covered with blood, as did the rest of the soldiers, forming a wall of blood and standing on the ground.

They could see that the target of these people was Qin Wudao.

(End of this chapter)