The Swordsman of the Gods

078. The fall of Emperor Ming

Emperor Ming grumbled in annoyance. But on one hand he was happy. With a big smile as he muttered something, “But, I have also sent a nirvana stage swordsman. Surely they have arrived and invaded the peaceful middle east region.”

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“Serang them! Don't let us be knocked back!!”

Various cries mixed, lanterns that had been flown now became meaningless. The emptiness with blood splattered everywhere. No one enjoys this festival anymore.

As well as the two daughters of Emperor Ming, it was fortunate that they survived the chaos by running and getting to where Emperor Ming was. They also had time to whine to go inside but Emperor Ming did not bother him at all.

Then, Yu Jie, he fell silent with a deathly pale face. Not knowing what Yongchun was really planning but seeing the horrible sight before his eyes immediately made him shudder. Both of his legs were powerless, he fell to the floor while tightly grasping the clothes of Emperor Ming.

“Leader Xie! You have to stop this!”

“You are also Lin! Watch the movement around us. And start separating the residents from the swordsmen!”

“But Leader Xie, everyone looks the same!”

Right enough. As Lin Lin said. They could not distinguish between the inhabitants and the warriors. Moreover, the rebels were extremely brutal in swinging their swords.

Some of the warriors were also Devil Art users, but no one used them because they would easily become the targets of the warriors.

“Ah, totally screwed. Is this what Yongchun's rotten plan is? Heh,” sniffed at Wang Xian and kept grasping the sword that was still sheathed.

He then stepped aside and looked for vacant land, being outside the palace was enough to find a gap between those who were fighting.

Taking a position with ordinary horses, tighten the wrist and then pull the sword and then swung vertically. With the wind beating on them all, it instantly collapsed and stopped fighting each other.

“Leader Wang!” shouted one of the subordinates who was hit by his attack.

“People keep guns while warriors don't, right? Don't attack the wrong people. Your target is the one who grasps the sword!” the screeches make their ears ring.

While the situation did not budge, his subordinates and residents also met face to face with each other. Ascertaining what they were holding and it turned out that no one was holding a sword or in other words, there were no rebels around them.

“EHHH!!?”

Instantly, some of them were aware of this strange thing.

“Ck, you fools. Don't let you guys get caught in Yongchun's trap!” with a matted face. Wang Xian was really furious at the plan that Yongchun had successfully executed.

But, Wang Xian had already followed this groove. Because, in other ways, Emperor Ming will always be vigilant. Even now he is still vigilant.

“Emperor Ming, I would love to chop off your head but he ..!” Burning with anger stretched out while clenching his hands tightly until his inner strength grew.

Wang Xian's goal in life was to kill Emperor Ming himself but Yongchun said Wang Xian's role was to be a hero. Where will he attack Yongchun after the fall of the Emperor.

“Because you did not allow me to take Emperor Ming's life, then I will kill you instead!”

The rebels continued to attack and have penetrated into Wulan Palace. Cheers from them for the sake of increasing morale also made their steps continue to move and attack the entire page.

Bruk! The warrior's body collapsed, unable to get back up. The other bodyguards who were there were shocked and soon one of them tried to help.

“You will be an obstacle. Better stay away from here.”

Then he coughed but refused to take a helping hand from her. He smiled, making the man surprised and pale-faced.

Then laugh, get back up on its own. Walk towards the side of Emperor Ming with steady steps.

“Emperor Ming, do you think after this I will come?” he said in a normal voice.

Immediately around Emperor Ming became silent. Likewise with his daughters who suddenly became frightened with a body trembling.

Yu Jie, who was still beside his father, turned his head and found the man walking over. Stunned by the face that Yu Jie had just seen.

“Tuan Yong ..”

Depressed by someone's presence, Emperor Ming looked back. Rise up from his seat and look at the two eyes that were emitting black flames.

“Yin! Yin Ao Ran! Where are you!?” shouted Emperor Ming who was searching for the current existence of Leader Yin. It was clear he was gone.

“Didn't you tell him to go to the back of the mountain and meet someone?” he drew the sword.

That black aura slowly came out from his body. It was bleeding and now it is gone by heat vaporization. The warrior, Yongchun. Or call it the ruler of the middle east region, has faced the ruler of the northeast on the night of this moon.

“Why so surprised? Are you scared?” he nodded in a condescending tone.

“Since when did you come out of hell? Great too, yeah. I never thought you could get out of there alive!” his chattering with heavy sweat poured out.

With a sword in his right hand, and pointing to himself with his left index finger he then said, “You can send me back to hell. Why don't you do it again?”

Returning to continue his steps, Emperor Ming gasped. I want to step back to avoid but I can't. He was surrounded because in front and behind. The rebels and also Yongchun.

“In the end your fortress cannot defeat my pawns!” peekit Yongchun's.

The slash!! The soft slash he swung vertically straight, blood splashed everywhere. Scattered to wet the body and face of Yongchun who looked very angry.

Emperor Ming's head now floated into the air, staring at the moon with a wide gaze.

One by one the warriors and their daughters fell to their knees. It was as if gravity was pulling them down forcibly. The sound that seemed to growl like a wild animal, and the aura that boomed out like a blaze instantly shocked all those who were fighting.

The intimidation from him made resonance at night making Yongchun the center of attention. This is their last enemy, the ruler of the middle east.