Heaven and Ten Thousand Realms as Dao Patriarch

Chapter 43 Overlord Sword?

"Do you really think that my son can't do it?" Wang Xuan sneered when he saw this, he just beheaded and killed the soldiers who attacked him, instead of rushing and beating like before.

In this way, his true energy consumption speed and recovery speed gradually reached a balance.Although the zhenqi consumed was still slightly more than the recovered zhenqi, it was still enough for Wang Xuan to persist for a long time.

"Kill!" This is a war of attrition, and Wang Xuan is like a tank, rampaging among thousands of troops.The Song army had no other way to consume his physical strength by relying on its superiority in numbers.

The man behind the scenes who was lurking in the dark obviously knew this too, so he mobilized thousands of troops to besiege Wang Xuan.What Wang Xuan didn't expect was that the opponent's energy was so great. From the time Wang Xuan left Jizhou to the present, the number of troops scattered all over the place looking for and besieging him was tens of thousands!

It is absolutely impossible to mobilize tens of thousands of troops without the consent of the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

"Can it affect the will of the Taoist emperor?" A cold light flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes. He had a guess in his heart about who was behind the scenes, but he couldn't confirm it yet.

Although he was analyzing and thinking about other things, the movements of Wang Xuan's hands did not stop at all, and people died in his hands every minute and every second.

These are the elites of the Song Dynasty, and they shouldn't be wasted here meaninglessly. The enemy they face should be the Xixia people!Khitan people!

After all, Wang Xuan is not a murderer without batting an eyelid. He couldn't bear to kill so many people at once.But now people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. If you don't resist, you will die, and there is nothing he can do.

Every time an elite of the Song Dynasty was killed, Wang Xuan's anger towards the black hand behind the scenes accumulated, like a volcano of words that was temporarily silent, and would eventually erupt.

Either burn the man behind the scenes to ashes, or destroy himself.

This is not just talk, if Wang Xuan can't find out and kill the black hand behind the scenes, just because he killed so many people this time, he will become a demon!

"In the future, I will definitely find out who is behind the scenes and avenge you. You can die peacefully now!" Wang Xuan looked blank.

The two sides fought for another half an hour, and before they knew it, the number of people who fell under Wang Xuan's sword had exceeded [-].

This is a [-]% casualty rate. If they were replaced by ordinary troops, the casualties at these two levels would be enough to collapse them.But what Wang Xuan is facing now is the most elite Northwest Army of Song Dynasty!

"Twenty-five hundred!"

"Three thousand!"

"Three thousand five hundred!"

Wang Xuan silently counted until the number of people he killed reached 600, and the death rate had reached nearly [-]%. The most elite army in Song Dynasty finally collapsed.

Countless soldiers fled in all directions, without the will to fight anymore.

In the eyes of these soldiers, Wang Xuan was an unkillable devil.Half of their nearly ten thousand army died in the battle, but the opponent didn't even have a single wound. How desperate they were!
Wang Xuan didn't go after them either, and let the soldiers escape.

In fact, he was already exhausted, the true qi in his body had been exhausted long before half a cup of tea, and the muscles all over his body were already exhausted and painful.

If the enemy persisted for a while longer, Wang Xuan would have no choice but to leave the Water Margin world and return to the main world.

Wang Xuan was holding the saber tightly in his hand, this was not the time for him to take it lightly.

Although he repelled the siege of the imperial army, the person hiding in the dark may attack him at any time!
He glanced around coldly, not showing the slightest flaw.

Maybe the enemy who was hiding in the dark was also frightened by Wang Xuan's killing power just now, so he didn't show up after all.

Wang Xuan was also helpless, if the enemy didn't come out by himself, he had nothing to do.

After another half an hour, most of the zhenqi in Wang Xuan's body had recovered, and the muscle fatigue had also eased a lot.He didn't stay here for a long time, and rushed towards the [-]-mile Liangshanshuipo.

Along the way, there were no enemies to attack him again.Apparently, Wang Xuan's prestige in the previous battle was so great that the enemy gave up relying on numbers to surround and kill him.

Moreover, Wang Xuan was caught in an ambush before, and became more cautious and vigilant. It was very difficult to let him fall into the siege again.

As time went by, Wang Xuan's achievements in Daming Mansion were also spread.

In the territory of Daming Mansion, there was a demon descended from heaven, fighting alone tens of thousands of Northwest elites, one person broke through three thousand and six armors, and forced to defeat the tens of thousands of troops!
After the news spread, the whole world was shocked, and they all expressed doubts about it.

In the world of Water Margin where the aura is exhausted, even if he is as brave as the Overlord of Western Chu, he can fight against a thousand at most, and he will die without a place to die in the face of the encirclement and suppression of tens of thousands of troops.Wang Xuan was able to kill tens of thousands of Northwest elites by himself, which undoubtedly exceeded the limit of the Water Margin world!
When more and more news came out, everyone realized that the news was not groundless, but true.

Wearing a white robe and holding a long knife, he fought for thousands of miles alone, fighting tens of thousands of elites alone, breaking three thousand six armors alone, like a god and a demon!
The name "Wang Xuan" has been sung throughout the world of the Water Margin, and the world respects and fears it. I don't know who gave him the nickname "Ba Dao".

"Badao Wangxuan", its fierce name can make children stop crying!

"God damn Ba Dao!" Wang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this nickname.In fact, he is a swordsman, and he has never practiced any sword technique, only the sword technique "Buried Sword", so he is clearly a swordsman, okay?

He used a knife when fighting in the Water Margin World, that's because his current cultivation level is still too low, and the Qingming sword, which is a low-grade magic weapon, is not strong enough to activate it.

Even with the middle-grade magic weapon-level long sword, Wang Xuan still had a bit of difficulty using it, so he settled for the next best thing, and usually used the low-grade magic weapon-level saber to fight against the enemy.

"There are always people who have nothing to do, and they like to call me random nicknames!" Wang Xuan said that his gangster name is White Clothes Sword Master. !

No matter what Wang Xuan thinks, anyway, his reputation has spread. Although it is a bad reputation, there are always people who worship him because of it, which also brings him a wave of luck.

The luck value brought by this reputation is actually quite considerable, around ten o'clock every day.And as time went by, more and more people knew about Wang Xuan's reputation, and he got more luck.

Wang Xuan thought thoughtfully: "It seems that the reason why Song Jiang's luck is so against the sky is not only that he was born with great luck in response to his destiny, but also because of his reputation, and his luck gathers all the time. to him."

Of course, Song Jiang does not have such a treasure as the Heaven and Earth Eternal Tower to suppress luck. Only a very small amount of the luck gathered on him because of his fame can be digested by it and transformed into his own luck, and most of the others dissipate. Lost.

(End of this chapter)