Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 790 - 788: Massacre

"Kill!"

Tong Zhan's eyes were a blood-red, as he charged at Sword Rain King and the others, sword in hand.

After he had slain the burly man,

Tong Zhan was no longer trembling in fear as before, but instead, he was filled with confidence as he stepped forward with his sword.

Sword Rain King and his companions exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with coldness and scorn, "Just now, it must have been Xiao Yi secretly lending a hand. This proves that Xiao Yi really cares about this kid. As long as we capture him and delay the time, we will definitely have the last laugh!"

"Attack!"

Several powerful figures made their move at once.

However...

These experts from the Tao Tribulation Realm, Dharma Manifestation Realm, and even the Nirvana Realm, as they prepared to strike, found their bodies seemingly crushed under the weight of countless mountains.

There were Azure Dragons coiling tightly around their limbs,

The seal of death locked all the energy within their bodies.

They couldn't unleash even one-billionth of their powerful strength.

Tong Zhan, who could've been easily killed with a breath,

At this moment...

In their eyes, he had become like the angel of death.

"Go to hell!"

"If it weren't for you, they wouldn't be capturing us everywhere..."

"If it weren't for you, my family wouldn't have died, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have become like this, you all deserve to die..." Tong Zhan kept roaring with heaven-shaking anger, his whole being like a crazy demon, wildly swinging his longsword.

Swish swish swish!

The longsword danced erratically, without any pattern.

Silver sword lights, sharp and unmatched, slashed through the skies, the cold sword shadows kept falling on their bodies.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

The cold sword light penetrated into each lively body. Because Tong Zhan's strength was not strong, his grasp of the sword was even more rudimentary.

Each sword strike varied in force,

Either beheading with a single strike, or only chopping off half a neck to the agonizing screams of the enemy, or piercing through a stomach without touching the organs, yet allowing the enemy to watch their intestines spill out amidst gushing blood.

Gruesome!

Terrible!

Like a battlefield of Asuras!

Bright red blood sprayed continuously, splattering over Tong Zhan's body.

It formed a coat of fresh blood, his body emanating a chilling murderous intent, and his eyes flickering with a brutal cold light.

The longsword in his hand was stained with the bright red glow of blood.

The intensity of his killing intent actually caused Sword Rain King and the others to feel a chill of terror in their hearts. A Physical Body Realm expert was merely like an ant to them, but now Tong Zhan appeared to them as if he had transformed into a death god incarnate.

One by one, their faces changed drastically, "Don't come any closer!"

"Ahhhh, just kill me quickly..."

Amid the wretched screams,

Tong Zhan's eyes regained some clarity, and as he looked at the strong men howling in front of him, his young face turned a shade of pale.

After all, he was just a child.

In his previous hatred and anger, he had wreaked vengeance and carnage like a mad demon.

Now...

The consecutive acts of killing had lessened the resentment in his heart.

He suddenly came to his senses.

Seeing his hands covered with fresh blood, he felt a mingling of alarm, bewilderment, and helplessness for a moment.

Xiao Yi was watching indifferently from the side, not saying a word.

"Tong, Tong Zhan, let me go, I beg you to spare me..." Sword Rain King's voice was shrill as he shouted, his shoulder sliced by two swords which were extremely painful but not fatal, his face twisted with ferocity.

Tong Zhan's entire body trembled, his hand gripping the longsword shook.

As Tong Zhan hesitated,

Sword Rain King suddenly let out a hideous laugh, and as he abruptly raised his head, he struck back at Tong Zhan like a venomous snake. His right hand extended into a claw aiming for Tong Zhan's neck. Just as the claw was about to hit Tong Zhan, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bang!

In the midst of the heavy thud of sandbags being struck.

The Sword Rain King was kicked away by Xiao Yi, and with a loud crash, he slammed into the wall, howling miserably as blood gushed wildly from his mouth.

Tong Zhan's face was filled with fear.

Xiao Yi rubbed his head and was about to speak, when he saw continuous booming noises coming from outside the city lord's mansion.

Metallic clangs and clatters, the trampling of warhorses, the gathering of the powerful.

A million-strong army!

Along with the strong from all sides, all converging here.

The Sword Rain King and Zhao Qian Sun burst into laughter, seeing a glimmer of hope for life, and roared with arrogance, "Hahaha, Xiao Yi, you're as good as dead! My men have arrived, no matter how strong you are, you can never stand against a million-strong army, nobody can save you... just by killing you and taking your head to the Nantian Dynasty, that would be a tremendous feat. At that time, I will surely restore the Sword Dynasty!"

Zhao Qian Sun had his belly slit open, cupping his intestines in his hands, his face full of spite: "Xiao Yi, aren't you very arrogant? Weren't you going to teach this little bastard how to kill? Once you fall into our hands, I'll make sure you wish you were dead..."

Tong Zhan's face turned pale.

He looked towards Xiao Yi with a face filled with despair.

That was a million-strong army...

That was the power of all parties from the entire Provincial Capital.

Just the terrifying aura alone was enough to root him to the spot.

An intense cold crept through his bones, sweeping over his whole body.

But just as Tong Zhan was about to despair, Xiao Yi's palm landed on his head and gently ruffled it. A faint warmth spread from the top of his head, with Xiao Yi's voice echoing in his ears: "Tong Zhan, don't you want to learn to kill, to protect your sister? Open your eyes wide and watch closely, today I'll teach you your first lesson..."

No sooner had his voice fallen.

Xiao Yi's figure suddenly flickered, instantly creating over a dozen afterimages.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Sword shadows filled the air.

Under the horrified gazes of the Sword Rain King, Zhao Qian Sun, and the others, heads flew up into the air one after another.

Xiao Yi's voice lingered in Tong Zhan's ears, but his figure was already striding towards the outside of the city lord's mansion, Longsword in hand: "To show mercy to one's enemy is cruelty to oneself. Either do not kill, but once you decide to, then remember these four words—cut the grass, remove the roots!"

Cut! Grass! Remove! Roots!

Tong Zhan's lips moved slightly, repeating these four words.

The bewilderment and fear in his eyes faded gradually, replaced by determination and resolve.

Instinctively, he followed in Xiao Yi's footsteps.

Watching Xiao Yi rise into the air, facing the million-strong army outside the city lord's mansion, standing amongst the thousands of mighty warriors without a hint of fear, Tong Zhan's eyes blazed with fervor. To him, that figure seemed god-like and demonic, majestic to the extreme.

This figure was destined to be imprinted in his soul like a god or demon for life.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Several figures soared into the air from within the million-strong army.

Among them were five of the former Great Generals.

Beyond that.

The head of the Zhao Family, Zhao Fugui, and others, stood opposite Xiao Yi as well.

Zhao Fugui's face darkened as he said, "Xiao Zhenguo, where is my son Zhao Qian Sun?"

One of the former ten Great Generals, Yin Liang, said, "Where is Lord Sword Rain King? Release him!"

"They are already dead!"

Xiao Yi confronted the million-strong army and the powerful figures from all sides, responding calmly from midair.

Hiss!

The faces of the strong turned ashen.

Zhao Fugui roared, "Damn it... you dare to kill my child? All Zhao Family members, heed my command, kill him at all costs!"

Yin Liang's face twisted with ferocity, he had been loyal to the Sword Dynasty's royal family all his life, and now that the Sword Rain King, one of the last royal bloodlines, was also killed by Xiao Yi, his eyes turned bloodshot: "Xiao Yi, you're overstepping! All forces listen up, kill Xiao Yi at all costs!"

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Chants of killing shook the heavens.

Sweeping towards them was a terrifying killing intent.

Facing the million-strong army and the siege of many powerful fighters, Xiao Yi stood with his sword drawn, coldly saying, "Since you're so eager to seek death, then I'll oblige you, let the slaughter begin..."

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