Supreme Beauty, I summon the heroes to establish the Supreme Divine Dynasty

During this mission to Dahong, Jiang Hao specially assigned 300 Tiger Guards to Zhang Yi to strengthen his army.

These were elite soldiers who had fought in hundreds of battles, fierce soldiers who had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Each of them had a cultivation level above the Transcendent Realm. If they were placed in the armies of various countries, they could at least serve as a thousand commanders or even lieutenant generals.

Following Zhang Yi's order, the 300 Tiger Guards turned their unicorn-scaled horses and rushed towards the Tingyu Villa.

The officials of the Honglu Temple sent by Dahong to receive him were all dumbfounded.

"What's going on? The Daxia delegation has gone crazy? Where are they going?...Not good?"

Some people with quick minds instantly came up with an incredible guess, and cold sweat immediately flowed down their faces.

"That is Tingyu Villa. These barbarians are going to cause trouble for the Dajing delegation!

How dare they?

This is Tianning City, the capital of our Dahong Dynasty. How can we allow the Daxia people to be so presumptuous?"

The Minister of the Honglu Temple was ashamed and angry, and even had a hint of gloating.

"Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me, Dahong!

Haha, after this commotion, I'm afraid even the Eighth Prince of Dajing can't stand it anymore and has come to slap him in the face.

Let's see how he can delay. This matter is beneficial to me, Dahong!"

After thinking about this, he relaxed all of a sudden. He sent someone to inform His Majesty and Concubine Chen quickly, and he slowly set off to chase the Daxia delegation.

"Humph, don't rush. It's better to arrive later and let them fight each other. It would be better if there is blood and some casualties.

Zhang Yi of Daxia is arrogant and reckless, but he is just what I want."

With the deliberate release of Dahong, the three hundred tiger guards had almost no obstacles on the streets of Tianning City.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder. In a moment, they had rushed to a royal villa with a vast area and beautiful environment.

"How dare you! This is the residence of the Dajing Dynasty's envoys. Who dares to trespass?"

At the gate of the courtyard, more than a dozen strong and sturdy soldiers in shining helmets and armor were on duty.

Seeing the large group of cavalry rushing over, they were not afraid at all. Some of them took the initiative to rush forward and shout, with an arrogant look.

Perhaps in their eyes, the army of the Dahong Dynasty was a bunch of drunkards who were vulnerable.

They were waiting for their Dajing to send troops to save the fate of the country, so naturally no one dared to make trouble.

Unfortunately, they didn't even guess the beginning, so the ending was naturally miserable.

Three hundred dragon-scale horses rushed straight at them without slowing down.

In the horrified eyes of the Dajing soldiers, three hundred sharp swords were unsheathed at the same time.

""Kill! Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

Heads flew up and blood splattered.

More than a dozen soldiers were killed instantly, and then the shouts of killing became louder. The three hundred tiger guards had already broken through the gate and rushed into the courtyard.

The wind swept through the clouds and the blood was everywhere.

The people of the Dajing delegation were not deaf. When they heard the shouts and the neighs of horses outside, they ran out to see what was going on.

Then, they were ruthlessly slaughtered.

A large number of guards didn't even have time to pick up their weapons before they were beheaded by the tiger guards who rushed in front of them.

The three hundred tiger guards were like three hundred demon executioners, killing and chopping anyone they saw. The whole Tingyu Villa was filled with heads and blood.

""Who is this villain who dares to act so recklessly here? He is courting death!"

A loud shout shook the void, and then the sword light was like a streak of silk, cutting across the sky, and slashing down like a river pouring down from the sky, trying to drown the three hundred tiger guards.

Zhang Yi, who followed the tiger guards, laughed and gently waved the feather fan in his hand.

A huge cross mark appeared out of thin air, instantly cutting off the long river of sword light and dissipating it into nothingness.

""Great skill, who are you?"

The loud shout rang out again, and a slender figure rose from the backyard, stepping into the air step by step, surrounded by sword light and murderous intent.

"Zhang Yi, the envoy of Daxia and a disciple of Guigu"

"People from Daxia? Humph! You are so bold that you dare to come to my Dajing delegation to make trouble.

It seems that the victory over the cowardly and incompetent Dayin and Dahong has given you an illusion that the Skyfire Region is nothing more than this?

Today, I will let you know what it means that there are always people better than you."

Shua~

The sky-high sword light rose again, one became two, two became four, four became eight...In an instant, the sky was covered with sword lights everywhere, and with a whistling sound, they fell like a heavy rain.

Zhang Yi remained calm and waved the feather fan in his hand fiercely.

"One vertical and one horizontal is called Tao!"

A huge cross appeared again, and based on it, it instantly began to replicate and spread.

After a moment, a large net...No, it was an enormous chessboard that appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing and blocking the sky.

At this moment, the sword lights that filled the sky fell, but were all blocked by the chessboard that covered the sky.

There was no sound, only the bright light flashed, but it did not cause any damage.

"Oh? No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, it turns out he has some tricks.

Zhang Yi, you are qualified to know my name. I am the third owner of Wanjian Villa in Dajing Dynasty. I am here on behalf of Master Fanhui of Cixin Temple......"

Before he could finish his words,

Zhang Yi waved the feather fan in his hand again.

""Noisy!"

In the sky, a huge chessboard with unpredictable divine power suddenly rose up and rolled towards the third village master who was talking big.

"You are so brave, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

The Third Village Master was very angry. As a super powerful person of the ninth level of the Grand Master, and born in a great sect, no one dared to look down on him for many years.

Even the Eighth Prince, who was protected by him, treated him with great courtesy and respect on weekdays. He did not expect that an unknown soldier from a small border country would dare to be so rude to him. He was really bold.

He let out a long roar, and the sword light on his body surged, merging with the light of the long sword in his hand, gradually turning into a huge sword light, penetrating the sky and the earth, like a pillar of heaven.

""The Wan'e Kaitian Sword, slash!"

The roar was like thunder, shocking the entire Tianning City.

Countless people looked up in horror and saw the dazzling long sword that connected the sky and the earth. For a moment, they were fascinated and could not help themselves.

"Such a powerful swordsmanship, worthy of being a super strong man from the Dajing Dynasty, eclipsed by the masters of my Dahong"

"Hey, Dajing and Beiman have been much stronger than the three southern kingdoms since ancient times. If they hadn't confronted each other, and if Cixin Temple hadn't suppressed and mediated, I'm afraid they would have marched south long ago, and the three southern kingdoms would have ceased to exist long ago."

"The Daxia delegation has hit a wall this time. They cannot afford the consequences of angering Dajing.

This is an opportunity for my Dahong Dynasty. Haha, God is really helping me."

Many people were shocked and excited, and they all hoped that the Dajing delegation would win.

It would be best if all the people of Daxia were killed, and there would be no possibility of peace talks.

In this way, with the behavior of the barbarians of Daxia, they will definitely fight to the death with the Dajing Dynasty. At that time, they, Dahong, can withdraw from the scenes and enjoy the benefits. Just thinking about it makes people excited and looking forward to it.

Under the fiery gaze of millions of people, the sword light that penetrated the sky had already slashed down, annihilating the vitality along the way, and shattering the void. It was impossible to stop.