Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

All around, murderous intent shook the sky.

Seeing these ordinary soldiers losing their lives one by one in order to save themselves, Zhang Yifeng, who had stayed out of the matter, finally decided to do something.

However, when he wanted to activate the spiritual energy in his body, he was shocked to find that the spiritual energy in his body was very small and almost non-existent!

"How could this happen? Who am I?" At this moment, even Zhang Yifeng himself was confused.

With Zhang Yifeng's roar, the soldiers who had been slaughtered and scurrying around in embarrassment were greatly boosted in morale. They waved their weapons again and started fighting with the enemy.

Each body was torn apart by the sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, and the ground was dyed red with blood.

The pungent smell of blood was everywhere.

Zhang Yifeng waved the sword in his hand again and again. Even he himself didn't know how many people he had killed.

Although the soldiers resisted desperately, there were too many enemies. He watched helplessly as his soldiers' bodies were filled with holes with spears and cut into pieces with random blades.

Finally, there were only dozens of his own soldiers left around him.

There was no fear in his eyes, but intense madness!

"kill!"

The sword in his hand danced rapidly, and he killed everyone in the crowd again.

He fought for several hours, soaked in blood, and killed hundreds of people. A thick wall of corpses was built around him.

when!

There was a sound of a sharp blade breaking, and the sword in his hand was finally overwhelmed and broke.

"Swear to defend the Gallan Empire to the death!"

A soldier shouted and was immediately beheaded with a sword.

The last soldiers around him were all killed.

The surroundings fell into silence again, only the cold wind blew the scarf and made a hunting sound.

puff!

The sword flashed, Zhang Yifeng's head flew into the air, blood was thrown out, dyeing the sky red.

What followed was endless darkness.

"Is this what death feels like..."

When the sword passed through Zhang Yifeng's head, he could still clearly feel the sound of the blade rubbing against bones and flesh, which was so heart-wrenching and terrifying!

His head was flying in the air, and he could even see his headless body!

Around him, corpses lay everywhere and blood flowed like rivers.

"Farewell... my warriors... farewell... my empire!"

Zhang Yifeng's consciousness finally dissipated like a spark.

"Haha, kill them, kill them all!" Suddenly, consciousness returned again.

Zhang Yifeng is still a general holding a sword. Behind him are millions of soldiers in an orderly formation. The red tassels of his armor are hunting in the wind, creating a chilling atmosphere.

However, in front of him were ordinary civilians.

There are men, women, old people, children, poor people in patched clothes, businessmen in gorgeous clothes...

They all knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Women's cries and children's cries filled the air.

Above their heads were swords and spears, as well as soldiers with bloodthirsty gleams on their faces.

Puff puff!

The sword slashed across and the head flew away.

The spears were pierced, and countless holes were made in the civilians who had no power to resist.

The screams came one after another again.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of people died under the sword.

Yet the killings continued.

"Stop, stop! Don't kill anymore." Zhang Yifeng looked at him with tears in his eyes. How could these helpless people be killed like this?

"These are the rebels' subjects and they should be killed!" a soldier said to Zhang Yifeng.

After speaking, he waved the sword in his hand and killed the three prisoners kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yifeng was furious and slapped the soldier in the face.

"Who gave the order!"

The soldier's mouth was bleeding from Zhang Yifeng's mouth. Looking at the furious Zhang Yifeng, he said tremblingly: "General... this, isn't this your order to massacre the city?"

"When did I give such an order?" Zhang Yifeng was furious, his veins blooming like roots of an old tree.

As a human being, you should be [-]% evil and never forget to leave [-]% good roots!

If it was him who gave the order, how could he not remember it, and he would never let his soldiers attack unarmed civilians.

"This is indeed the order you just gave!" the surrounding soldiers shouted in unison.

Zhang Yifeng sat down on the ground, he could actually issue such a cruel order.

"Stop, stop everyone!" Zhang Yifeng roared.

Unfortunately, his voice was completely covered up by the heart-rending screams.

After a few minutes.

One hundred thousand prisoners were all slaughtered.

The dead prisoners had a look of resentment on their faces, their eyes bulging as they stared at Zhang Yifeng.

As if to say again: "Why do you want to kill us!"

Suddenly, the undead flew out from the corpses one by one, stretched out their hands and flew towards Zhang Yifeng.

"You executioner, give me my life, give us our lives."

"what!"

Surrounded by thousands of evil spirits.

Zhang Yifeng finally couldn't bear the torture from his soul, so he held his head and screamed.

I don't know when, Zhang Yifeng finally calmed down.

He opened his eyes slowly.

There were still soldiers holding swords and spears around.

But he was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

The same scene as before, but this time, he was not a general, but a prisoner waiting to be slaughtered.

"Ugh...ah..."

The cries came to my ears again.

"Kill all these prisoners." The general holding a sword ordered.

Puff puff.

Blood splattered and the massacre began again.

The scene was exactly the same as before.

One moment, he was a general giving the command, but this moment, he became a prisoner.

Is this all just an illusion?

Or is it that he has always been a prisoner squatting on the ground waiting to be killed, and everything that happened before was just a figment of his mind?

Maybe, when people are bullied by others, they always imagine that they are the one who bullies them.

But if this is the case, is the previous scene of him leading his soldiers in a bloody battle true or false?

Could it be that he also imagined it?

Perhaps when a person is about to die, his thinking becomes very fast, and he can think of many things in an instant.

"If it's an illusion, why is it so real?" Zhang Yifeng had doubts in his eyes. Even if he was a formation master, he didn't know how advanced this formation was!

Soon, he discovered that when he carefully recalled the previous scene, everything became blurry again, as if he had a dream. After waking up, he could no longer remember the scene in the dream.

Maybe it's really just an illusion.