Yang Chao and Lin Tong, the two of them were covered in blood at this moment. The armor they were wearing had turned dark red, and large pieces of blood stained on the armor they were wearing.

"...Damn it, you two trash!"

Borle roared wildly, and a pair of scimitars in his hand swept towards Lin Tong and Yang Chao again.

Two white sword lights turned into terrifying hurricanes and rushed towards Lin Tong and Yang Chao.

"Prince, I will do my best..."

Lin Tong cried out with a grief, and he tried hard to lift his true energy, waved the weapons in his hand to block the front.

However, Lin Tong knew that at this moment he had reached the point where he had exhausted his energy and could not resist this powerful barbarian general.

Similarly, Yang Chao was also shaking his horse, squinting his blurred eyes in the blood, staring at the white sword light that was coming towards him.

"This time... I can't do anything about it!"

Yang Chao lifted his weapon with difficulty, and he sighed in his heart.

Seeing that the two Ming generals in front of him were already vulnerable, and seeing that they were about to die in their hands, Borle suddenly burst into laughter.

"Go to die! Haha..."

Amid the crazy laughter, Borle's two scimitars hit Yang Chao and Lin Tong's necks.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly rushed out of the obstacles of the barbarian soldiers in front of him. His figure was like lightning and instantly arrived in front of Lin Tong and Yang Chao's war horses.

"Master Leopard is here! Take a kick to your grandpa!"

A rough voice rang in front of Borle.

Borle was shocked and stared at the front.

But I saw an extremely tall and strong man, without riding a horse, stood straight in front of him.

This rough and strong man was holding a big black iron rod in his hand, staring at Borle with a fierce look.

"call……"

The iron rod suddenly turned into black lightning and rushed straight into Borle's face.

Before Borle could take back his pair of scimitars, he saw a black shadow magnifying in front of him.

The black iron rod, like an Optimus Prime, instantly crushed towards Borle.

A breath of death instantly enveloped Borle.

"not good……"

Borle exclaimed.

However, his voice just spoke in a short voice.

Next, a huge black iron rod hit his body.

Borle's eyes suddenly turned dark, his thoughts paused instantly, and his soul sank into endless darkness...

Standing in front of Yang Chao and Lin Tong, the two of them stared blankly in front of them, and at Borle, who had been smashed into flesh and blood mist, their teeth trembled in shock.

What kind of expert is this guy?

Just a single blow made the extremely powerful barbarian turn into blood mist, and even the war horse under the barbarian's crotch was not spared.

Yang Chao and Lin Tong looked at Qin Bao blankly, and even their eyes were a little dull.

"Hmph! I'm so impatient to live!"

Qin Bao shouted coldly.

He looked at the two Ming generals who were in a daze, but hummed with a nose, then rushed towards the other side with great strides.

Until Qin Bao rushed to the other side, Yang Chao and Lin Tong, both of them had not yet woken up from their shock.

Alushi had just witnessed Qin Bao's ferocity on the other side. At this moment, when he saw Lin Bao running towards him, Alushi suddenly felt an unknown fear.

Borle's skills are actually comparable to Aru Tsubaki, and Aru Tsubaki is quite clear about this.

A person who was about the same ability as him was actually smashed into meat paste by the guy who used the iron rod in one move.

How terrifying this guy is!

Seeing such a terrifying opponent rushing towards him, Alushi had no intention of capturing Zhu Meng alive.

Qin Bao rushed over carelessly.

Alu Tsar left Zhu Meng who was about to fall to the ground, and turned around and ran towards the barbarian camp.

Aruta is very fast.

However, Qin Bao was chasing him faster. In the blink of an eye, Qin Bao arrived behind Alu Tsui.

“Huhhhh…”

Aluta heard a burst of violent sounds of breaking through the air from behind him, and he couldn't help but want to look back.

However, Aruta had no chance to look back.

The huge black iron rod instantly bombarded Alushu's body with a destructive force.

Before Alushi could even make any sound, his body was already broken into flesh, mud, blood and foam...

Qin Bao was roaring in his mouth, and he held up an iron rod and kept bombarding the barbarian soldiers.

The barbarian soldiers in the battle formation saw that the two most powerful masters in their camp had become bloody bubbles, so how could they dare to confront Qin Bao head-on?

Seeing Qin Bao rushing towards him, the barbarian soldiers scattered and fled quickly outside the camp.

In an instant, the entire barbarian camp was in chaos. The barbarian soldiers shouted loudly and began to disintegrate randomly...

Zhu Meng climbed up with difficulty. He trembled with his hands and took out the tiger claw hooked from the wound on his shoulder, and then he stood up and watched forward.

"...Is this person a master hidden in the palace by the father? He... is so scary!"

Zhu Meng looked at Qin Bao who was killing all directions in a daze and murmured.

The barbarian camp began to collapse and fled everywhere.

The soldiers of the Rising Wind Camp, Iron Cavalry Camp, the Flower Leopard Camp, the Poshan Camp and the Black Tiger Camp, led by a group of Ming generals, began to counterattack wildly...

In front of Zhu Di, Monk Daoyan stared at Qin Mo with a pale face, and he was trembling all over.

"...Qin Qianhu, Deputy Commander Qin, how dare you kill ordinary people with flying swords!"

"...You are going to be punished by God. If the monks from other Taoist sects know, you will definitely be attacked by the crowd..."

Daoyan stared at Qin Mo with a pale face, and he shook his head and said.

Those who practice Taoism cannot use their own Taoism to deal with or kill mortals at will. This is an invisible rule established by all Taoism sects in the Taoism of Shenzhou.

First of all, those who practice Taoism are too strong and can be extremely easy to deal with ordinary people.

Furthermore, if you kill too many ordinary mortals, you will also suffer punishment from God, which will affect your heart of Tao and even affect your future improvement and understanding of your realm.

These are all things summarized by the predecessors of the Taoist practice, and in the end they were regarded as creeds by the later generations of the Taoist practice.

Hearing Daoyan's words, Qin Mo looked indifferent, and he still stood upright beside King Yan Zhu Di.

Zhu Di's face became ugly after hearing the words of Monk Daoyan.

"Master, what do you mean? Just now, my two sons almost died in the battle formation, and even this king almost became the wronged souls in the hands of Yuan Meng's remnants!"

Zhu Di's face turned pale, and he stared at Monk Daoyan and said.

"Prince, he is a Taoist practitioner..."

Monk Daoyan did not make a sound, but the old Taoist who stood beside Monk Daoyan stood up and bowed to Zhu Di, and he said.

However, before the old Taoist words were finished, they were interrupted by Qin Mo.

"Hey, monk, old Taoist, which eye did you see Ben Qianhu killing people with a flying sword? When did Ben Qianhu get a flying sword? Did you see it wrong?"

Qin Mo looked at Monk Daoyan and the old Taoist in the world seriously, and he said slowly.
Chapter completed!