Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 563 Kill! This single word speaks volumes.

"boom--"

The crimson battle intent gathering on Zhang Yuan's body, along with the power of heaven and earth brought about by the fall of a Grandmaster-level expert, condensed into a swirling vortex that transformed into a coiling azure dragon around Zhang Yuan.

The azure dragon roared and wailed, stirring up winds and clouds, and causing golden and red light to explode across the sky.

Only then did everyone snap out of their daze at the scene of Zhang Yuan killing Yuwen Jue with a single strike.

Slay a Grandmaster on the battlefield!

Even if it is a Grandmaster who has exhausted his strength, he is still a Grandmaster and the seventh on the Heavenly Ranking!
On Yongtian Continent, this is the first Grandmaster to fall in three hundred years!
On the riverbank, Lei Hao's thunder whip exploded into a sky full of purple lightning, and his aura surged, as if he was about to directly enter the Grandmaster level!
The dragon-shaped halberd in Yu Wanjun's hand trembled with power, his blood surged, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Luo Hongxiu, now revealed, held short blades in both hands, her true essence and aura mingling together. Her gaze fell upon Zhang Yuan, her face filled with reverence.

"To slay a Grandmaster in one battle, even if the entire Cold Crow Sword Sect were to perish here, it would be worth it!" Chen Duange leaned on his longsword and roared to the sky.

Within the Azure Cloud Sword Formation, the shadow of the cave behind Elder Xiao Lingyun trembled, and his entire body seemed about to explode with sword energy.

Having witnessed Zhang Yuan kill a Grandmaster with a single strike, all the powerful figures who had personally participated in the siege of Yuwen Jue were deeply moved.

This insight is a serendipitous experience that outsiders can never grasp.

Imperial City.

The main hall of the Imperial Observatory.

The crimson glow of the head rising into the sky in the light screen made the hall seem to be ablaze with starlight.

Zhao Yu stood at the front of the battle, his hand gently clenched, his voice filled with barely suppressed joy: "Slaying the seventh on the Heavenly Ranking at the front of the battle, the Great Qin has not seen such bravery for hundreds of years..."

Grandmasters have disappeared from Yongtian Continent; such powerful figures only appear when the power of heaven and earth advances.

For over a hundred years, the Grandmaster has been the pinnacle of Yongtian Continent.

The last person to kill a Grandmaster on the battlefield was Marquis Zhang Yuan of Qingyang.

Emperor Yuankang remained calm, with a slight smile playing on his lips.

Wang Anzhi stared at the fallen purple-robed corpse in the light screen, and sneered, "A satisfying kill, but it might ruin diplomatic relations between our two countries..."

Although he said this, his words were already so soft they were barely audible.

The Qin Dynasty valued martial prowess, and even he, the head of the Confucian and Taoist Heavenly Officials, felt his blood boil with excitement upon witnessing the scene of a Grandmaster being slain in battle.

Above the city.

The four grandmasters looked solemn.

The way Zhang Yuan pointed his long sword made them feel as if they had a sharp edge behind them.

Zhang Yuan's bravery and arrogance in slaying Yuwen Jue on the battlefield, along with the magnificent momentum of the Qin army, made even the four Grandmasters hesitate to advance!
Beneath the walls of Yuncang City.

Yuwen Changkong, his halberd planted firmly on the ground, stared at the rising pillar of light, his eyes bloodshot: "My Lord Chief Secretary..."

He rashly led 150,000 Crimson Dragon Riders, and four Grandmasters gathered, yet they could not save Yuwen Jue.

Not only that, but the Marquis of Qingyang of Qin also killed Yuwen Jue in front of 150,000 Crimson Dragon Riders and four Grandmasters.

This is a demonstration.

This is provocation.

This is to show the world that the majesty of the Qin Dynasty is inviolable!

Yuwen Changkong's gaze slowly fell on the figure in front of him.

The blood-stained longsword exuded a chilling sharpness.

The surging waves on the Yuncang River were suddenly shattered by the sound of horses' hooves, and a large banner with the ink-black character "Qin" rose from the dust.

The wolf head on Zhenyuan Guard Commander Guo Feng's shoulder was cracked, and his single eye reflected the lingering lightning in the river. Thirty thousand heavily armored infantrymen pounded the frozen earth as they marched in: "Guo Feng of Zhenyuan Guard, by order of the Duke of Ningguo—"

His battle blade cleaved through the ice before him, his voice shaking the heavens: "Thirty thousand Zhenyuan Guards, heed the command of Marquis Qingyang!"

A dragon-horse neighed from the river mist. Bai Shaoting, the commander of the Crimson Scale Cavalry, held up his twelve-foot-long phoenix-winged gilded halberd, and eight thousand elite red-armored cavalry swept across the east bank like wildfire.

"The Crimson Scale Cavalry greets Marquis Qingyang." The eight thousand cavalrymen looked at Zhang Yuan, their eyes filled with excitement.

Zhang, the captain in the Northwest, Brother Zhang, Second Master Zhang, is now the Marquis of Qingyang, who is famous throughout the world!
"boom!"

A blood-red plume of smoke suddenly rose from the northwest, and Yun Leibo, Leiming, led three thousand Wind and Thunder Cavalry to smash through the remaining snow.

The distinctive ring-pommel longswords of the Northwest Frontier Army were wrapped in oil-soaked linen, their blades sparking as they rubbed against the iron armor of the saddle: "Northwest Thunder, come and heed my command!"

Back in the Northwest, when Zhang Yuan led Lei Ming and the others to attack Liangyuan Domain, he was only the Earl of Qingyang.

When they met again, Zhang Yuan was already the Marquis of Qingyang of the Great Qin Dynasty, in charge of the Zhen Tian Division!
A whirlpool in the middle of the river erupted with a ten-foot-long column of water. Du Mingyuan, the garrison commander of Xiangnan Prefecture, rode the waves and arrived, with 50,000 naval warships behind him raising blood-red dragon flags.

"The Xiangnan Navy has no shortage of courage to slay the dragon, it only lacks the Marquis's order!"

Luo Zhenshan, a deputy general of Dongyang Prefecture, led 20,000 rattan armor soldiers out of the dense forest.

Behind Zhao Shanhe, the garrison commander of Beilin Prefecture, stood the 100,000-strong Fire Crow Army.

From behind the riverbank rocks emerged a black-clad cavalry, led by Peng Zheng, the heir of the Marquis of Xiaoyuan, who removed his bronze mask and revealed a smile.

Behind him, the 20,000 elite cavalrymen stood in complete silence, with only the soft click of the trigger mechanism of the "Shattering Star Repeating Crossbow" hanging beside the saddle.

Back in Luyang Prefecture, Peng Zheng knew that Zhang Yuan was extraordinary, and at that time he invited Zhang Yuan to come to the Eastern Territory.

Now, Zhang Yuan has arrived.

But Zhang Yuan, who had arrived in the Eastern Territory at this time, was already the Marquis of Qingyang of the Great Qin Dynasty, whose status and rank were far above that of his father, the Earl of Xiaoyuan!
A hundred armored warships drifted ashore on a tributary of the Yuncang River. The gray-robed old man standing with his hands behind his back at the bow was none other than Nangong Wang, a master of naval warfare who had been living in seclusion for ten years.

The veteran general, who once commanded a million-strong navy in the eastern border, stroked his white beard as 30,000 boatmen behind him beat drums in unison.

The river wind carried the scent of scorched earth as the righteous army from the three rivers and nine towns marched in.

"My lord, you once said that all weapons in the world can be used to slay foreign invaders. The men of Sanhe have come to avenge the defeat at Tianlang Pass!"

Three million troops gathered, their blood and qi condensing into a roaring azure dragon!

At this moment, whether it was the million martial artists who had gathered or the important officials of the Qin Dynasty in front of the Imperial Observatory's light array, everyone was excited and couldn't help but clench their fists.

This is the army of the Great Qin!
Before the light array of the Imperial Observatory, Zhao Yu smiled slightly but remained silent.

In such a situation, what need is there for her to say more?

Under everyone's gaze, on the wooden frame, Zhang Yuan pointed his long sword forward and let out a long shout.

"kill--"

kill!

This single word is worth more than a thousand.

On the battlefield, this one word is enough!
"retreat--"

With a roar, Yuwen Changkong turned his horse around and charged towards Yuncang City.

Not to mention that this place is home to three million troops from the eastern border of the Great Qin, he and his 150,000 Crimson Dragon Riders are no match for it.

Even if Zhang Yuan had killed a Grandmaster, gathered over 100,000 Zhen Tian Si soldiers, and assembled a million martial artists, Yuwen Changkong would still not dare to fight.

On the city wall of Yuncang, the four grandmasters exchanged glances and exclaimed in unison, "Save them!"

They leaped down and charged towards Yuwen Changkong, who was leading the Crimson Dragon Cavalry below the city.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's carriage moved forward, followed closely by detachments of the Zhen Tian Si army. The powerful figures of the Zhen Tian Si rushed forward, and the shadow of the azure dragon formed from their blood and murderous aura solidified.

The Yuncang River is shattered by a thousand waves, and the frozen soil on both banks is filled with dust and smoke that rises ten feet high.

Thirty thousand heavily armored infantrymen of the Zhenyuan Guard shattered the ice, and Guo Feng's single eye reflected the churning blood-red clouds in the sky: "The Zhenyuan Guard is here—"

The Xuan Tie Wolf Head Swallowing Blade cleaved through the remaining snow before him, while 30,000 battle shields behind him crashed to the ground with a deafening roar.

"To help Marquis Qingyang defeat the enemy in one battle—"

(End of this chapter)