"Since you're here, you can't let those things happen again."

Wang Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer as murderous aura as before. At this moment, there was only peace, as calm as water.

He stretched out his hand and waved his hand in the direction of his war horse. The wrapped Emperor Xuanyuan sword instantly flew over and fell into his hand.

"Beasts, go and die!"

The Huns in front of them are not good birds, and they have been plaguing the Han area over the years.

Kill people and rob, fire-proof burning and rob women and everything.

For such robbers, there is no need to give even a trace of compassion.

"The world is invincible, and the universe borrows the Dharma!"

Emperor Xuanyuan's sword was still in the air by Wang Xiao, and then it turned into two in the air, two divided into four, and four in countless.

Countless flying swords fell from the sky, nailing the Huns and their horses to the ground.
Chapter completed!