The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Chapter 111 Invincible, the decree of the gods
The robe was violently shaken by the whistling wind, Meng Jing's body fell straight down, hair surged, and the eyes of the people on the steep slope widened, and they kept exclaiming that Meng Jing was about to fall to his death.

But only the faces of the top masters gradually turned solemn, with a look of shock in their eyes, they already felt the sense of sharpness filling the void space.

In the eyes of everyone, a ray of silver and clear light suddenly lit up, like the stars falling in the night sky in the middle of the night.

At this time, Meng Jing's pupils turned into the color of silver, and the clothes on his body trembled like flowing water and were gradually covered by silver light, and a mysterious mark appeared on his forehead.

The world is bright and clear, under the blue sky, Meng Jing's power is as powerful as a heavenly man, with an invincible aura that looks down on the world and rushes out suddenly.

A loud bang.

Meng Jing fell to the ground, stepping on the ground as if it was broken into pieces, and the cracks in the spider's web stretched out.

The nameless magic skill was linked to Dacheng some time ago by him, and it is no longer the short-lived Xiaocheng realm, and its power is stronger than that of killing Yaoyue that day.

Meng Jing is confident that he has activated the Wuming Divine Art to the extreme at this moment, no one in the world can block his five moves, even if it is the ultimate.

Meng Jing walked towards the army unhurriedly, and the trees in the surrounding dense forests were broken and turned into pieces, as if making way for the gods, a road leading to the plain and facing the army was suddenly formed in the dense jungle.

"This... what is this? Why did it become like this?" Someone was dumbfounded and said tremblingly.

Yan Nantian couldn't help muttering to himself: "Could it be that there is such a fairy-like martial art in the world?"

"Did it change the route of King Kong's indestructible magical power? Brothel King, do you know what kind of martial arts Meng Jing is using? It seems that there are countless invisible swords hidden around his body."

Murong De glanced suspiciously, and stood aside with dumbfounded eyes, apparently he had never seen such a look before, Murong De cursed secretly, aren't you the most loyal friend by Meng Jing's side?Why don't you know this?
Meng Jing's face was shrouded in brilliance, as if he was a noble fairy god in the heaven, and he didn't want ordinary people to see the true face of Mount Lu.

Meng Jing's walking speed was like an acceleration in a vacuum. The speed continued to increase, gradually turning into a phantom, and even into a silver straight line. In an instant, he was three miles away, standing not far from the army.

Some people couldn't believe what they saw, rubbed their eyes, and then took a closer look, it was not an illusion. Meng Jing fell from such a high place, not only did she not fall to her death, but she walked three miles away in the blink of an eye?
This kind of movement speed is not in the world.

The figures in Huaguang stood looking forward to the army.

The soldiers at the front of the army were stunned. Many stared at the figure bathed in the silver light in horror. Many people called out that the immortals had come to the world.

Immediately, the tens of thousands of sergeants at the front of the army began to commotion, but they were reprimanded by the commanders in the center of each phalanx to be quiet, and those who violated were directly beheaded to show the public.

A mature army must not confuse itself before fighting.

At the center of the army, surrounded by several generals, Zhu ignored him. His cold eyes behind the mask showed a trace of panic at this moment, but was immediately suppressed by reason.

Just now he saw a steep place on Mount Tai in the distance, someone jumped down from a height of more than one hundred feet, he possessed profound internal strength, so he naturally saw clearly that it was Meng Jing.But it seemed that his brain had an illusion. Meng Jing, who was still five or six miles away from him, now appeared within three miles of the army.

"Shenhou, is this a human or a ghost?" The general beside him looked terrified, thinking that he had betrayed the emperor and angered the gods.

"Hmph! Ghost? This king never believes in these non-existent things." Zhu Wushi sneered and said through voice transmission: "Although Meng Jing doesn't know what martial arts you have practiced, but you remember that no one in the world can survive the siege of tens of thousands of troops ! If you want to die so much, then this king will fulfill you!"

"Really? Zhu Wushi, just keep your eyes wide open." The voice of Hua Guang's figure was empty, like a god in the sky coming to the mortal world, and his silver eyes were full of indifference.

Zhu Wushi sucked the battle flag into the air from the general's hand, waved it in the air with his internal force, and said loudly through voice transmission: "Whoever kills this person will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand taels, and ten thousand households will be sealed!"

Seeing this, the commanders of dozens of phalanxes at the front of the army shouted to the sky: "Kill!"

The sound of beating drums gradually sounded like thunder from the sky.

Tens of thousands of troops charged in unison, and behind them were soldiers with drums on their backs running and bombarding the eardrums to boost morale. Suddenly, dust billowed like a sandstorm rolled up in the sky.

This is tens of thousands of troops beating drums and shouting and sprinting.

The momentum shook the world.

Tens of thousands of troops flocked to Meng Jing, the killing momentum that crushed everything rolled forward, the murderous aura was invisible, blowing wantonly, the people in the rivers and lakes on the halfway of Mount Tai stared blankly at the mysterious back view.

The archers behind the stormtroopers set up their arrows together, and bent their bows to aim at the figure hundreds of steps away. Immediately, countless arrows rained into the sky, and then fell from the sky, all falling towards the figure's direction with no dead ends within tens of feet.

The radiant figure looked up to the sky and laughed, an invisible sound wave spread through the laughter, and the surrounding soil rolled, forming a gust of wind with the figure as the center.

The arrow feathers shattered immediately when they touched this sound wave, all the arrow feathers were shattered by the sound waves, and the remaining blades were blown away by the strong wind.

The soldiers who rushed within a hundred steps seemed to be hit by heavy hammers all over their bodies. Almost hundreds of them flew upside down by more than ten feet, fell heavily to the ground and died.

The soldiers were terrified. Many of them stopped their sprints and stood there, their broadswords trembling. What did they see?
Killing hundreds of people instantly with a single laugh?

Where is this person?What a monster!
Boom boom boom!
Hundreds of gunfire troops fired at the other side, and the sharp conical metal shot towards the brilliant figure at high speed.

The radiant figure raised one hand to block his eyes, and saw that his body was hit by countless metal bullets, but when those bullets hit his body, they were crushed by a mysterious force.

Before the gunpowder troop was filled with gunpowder, the radiant figure had already pulled out the Xiuchun knife from his waist. When the Xiuchun knife was pulled out, it was also slowly covered with a layer of silver light, shining under the sky. .

At this time, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the clouds in the sky turned into black at some point, and a thunderbolt flashed in the clouds.

The sky gradually darkened.

In this dim environment, the silver figure is particularly dazzling and eye-catching.

The knife swirled with murderous aura, swept across the distance and rushed towards the soldiers continuously. The silver figure disappeared with a sneer, and turned into a silver lightning to kill the center of the army phalanx in a straight line.

Dozens of people were chopped off by the half of the silver knife.

But the soldiers could not see clearly what beheaded their colleagues. It was just that dozens of people were cut in half and necked in the next second after the figure passed by.

The figure turned into a ruthless and never-ending killing machine, reaping human lives every minute.

The Huaguang-colored figure raised the blade and drew it to slash. The circular arc of light flickered within a hundred meters, and there was no living person within a hundred meters.

Unstoppable.

Even if there are masters in the army, these so-called masters are like ants in front of the silver figure, like a mantis' arm and a chariot, which does not work at all. They can only watch the figure getting closer and closer to the center of the army.

The army was in disarray.

Chaotic due to fear, many people shouted, that is not a human being, but a demon god, or an immortal.

In the distance, Zhu Wushi's eyes were bloodshot, and his face trembled involuntarily due to the emotion of fear. He couldn't stop, and muttered: "Impossible, this is impossible! How is this possible! How can there be such martial arts in this world! "

Fear can suppress a person's brain thinking, suppressing the rational thinking of the generals who command the highest command in the center of the army. They stared blankly at the killing of figures, and forgot to give orders to organize the army to fight.

In Zhu Wushi's eyes, the silver figure had pierced through the army, almost two miles thick.

On the two-mile straight road, corpses were strewn all over the field, limbs and arms were broken, and blood was almost flowing like a river.

However, the silver-colored figure is still dressed in white like snow, without a trace of blood on his body, and behind the figure lies the stumped limbs and blood left by thousands of people. The picture is terrifying and strange.

Perhaps before the figure killed someone, it might have been a fairy in the eyes of the surrounding army, but at this moment it was already a demon.

Or in other words, it looks like a fairy or a demon.

The silvery figure walked in the blood rain, but the blood would automatically drift away from the figure.

Until the figure came to the four-wheeled wooden platform where Zhu ignored them and looked at each other indifferently.

"Whoever descends will not kill."

This sound was like a decree from a god, and the ethereal voice spread, and all the troops stopped, looking at the holy figure in horror.

(End of this chapter)