Chapter 1376 In the name of the sword, defend the mountains and rivers
Kill! Kill! Kill! The overwhelming sound of killing hovered in the sky, and there was a rain of blood in the sky.
Rain of blood fell one after another, and corpses fell in the void and landed on the mountain of corpses.
Yue Sword Scar wields a sword and runs through the army. No matter how terrifying the formation is, they can't withstand the power of his sword.
Compared to Yue Sword Scar and many other Moon Clan ancestors, the other guardians are slightly inferior, but there are many guardians who can cut off the heads of hundreds of people with one sword.
Whoosh! The sword energy is everywhere, in the world of martial arts, Moon Sword Scar is like a master. However, as more and more armies rush in crazily, the pressure around them is also increasing.
"Swear to defend the God of War to the death, and use my sword to kill all the Tiangang gangsters!" A series of shouts sounded from behind, which was heart-stirring.
"Although our guardians have an advantage in cultivation, they are not as good as the opponent in terms of numbers!"
Yue Jian Scar's eyebrows slightly furrowed. In just a moment of fighting, more than 5,000 people had already died.
"If our own combat power is exhausted, we will not be able to withstand the opponent's offensive!" Yue Jian Scar murmured, looking into the distance, where six blood-red figures were crisscrossing the army like savage beasts: "Even if there are five generations of sword corpses to help, it will be of no avail!
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The vast nebula will last forever. In the rain of blood, Yue Sword Scar looked at the nebula in the distance with a look of determination in his eyes, "Until my sword is broken and the blood is not exhausted, the people of Tiangang will not be able to cross even half a step!"
The sky and the earth are colorless, and a steady stream of enemy troops is like a flood. Even a strong man in the martial arts world, Yue Jian Scar gradually has sword marks on his body.
"Sword Scar Guardian!" An ancestor of the Moon Clan came through the air. He cut off the heads of dozens of enemy soldiers with one sword. He whispered: "Tens of millions of enemy soldiers have formed heavy sword formations, and the offensive is like a tide. If this continues,
, when my strength is exhausted, the army surges in, and we will be defeated!"
Yue Jian Scar looked back and saw a white-haired ancestor appearing, his white hair dyed red with blood, and all his luxurious clothes were torn to pieces.
Yue Jianscar knew this ancestor of the Moon Clan. He was a diehard who advocated the return of the Jade Emperor Palace to the Sword God.
"What suggestions does the Guardian of Dark Moon have?" The long sword brought up the vast rules of heaven and earth. Moon Sword Scar said coldly. He usually didn't give a good look to this ancestor of the Moon Clan.
"Although the third generation's magical power has not been broken, its power has been reduced sharply, and the enemy can easily form a sword formation."
"The most important way to disintegrate the enemy's combat effectiveness is to disrupt their sword formation. A team of guardians will go deep into the enemy's belly and disrupt their camp!" the white-haired old man said hurriedly.
"Going deep into the enemy's belly?" Yue Jian Scar looked up and saw that the sky and the earth were all red with blood. The enemy troops were like ants, densely packed in the sky and the earth. One after another, the spears tore apart the blood curtain and came through the air.
With tens of millions of troops, their momentum is extremely majestic. How easy is it to penetrate deep into the enemy's belly?
"Hundreds of thousands of soldiers form the camp, and more than a hundred Lingwu realm warriors serve as generals. In addition, there are many martial arts realms. I am afraid that this team will be completely destroyed before it penetrates deep into the enemy's belly!"
The sound of killing was overwhelming all around, Yue Jiansc analyzed calmly, not affected by the sound of killing at all.
"If this were not the case, the army would march with iron hooves and descend upon the God of War. The mountains and rivers would be filled with flesh and blood, and hundreds of millions of living beings would not be able to escape death."
"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we will fight for it." The white-haired old man raised his sword eyebrows upward. His clear eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Looking at each other, Moon Sword Scar chuckled in vain: "Guardian of Moon Darkness. You lead the guardians here, and I will lead more than 10,000 guardians to disrupt the enemy's camp!"
However, the white-haired old man shook his head and said resolutely: "No, you command the other guardians here, and I will leave this trip to the immortal!"
Without any nonsense, the white-haired old man held a sword and his body was like a rainbow, heading straight towards the tens of millions of troops, "You young people must live, being young means having an infinite future. I and other older generations can only pave the way for you!"
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As the white-haired old man's words echoed, several more Moon Clan ancestors stood up, following closely behind.
Immediately, guardians came forward one after another with swords in their hands. There were tens of thousands of them. Their faces were expressionless, and their eyes showed the will to die.
Thousands of guardians, headed by the white-haired old man from before, were like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's depths. "The rivers and mountains are full of devastation. Use my blood to level the mountains and rivers, and restore my magnificent country with my sword!"
The sword was flying across the sky, the sound of flesh and blood was heard, the sound of the sword breaking was endless, green blood flew everywhere, the flying blood rain turned into a sea of blood, and the vast sea of blood covered the sky and the earth.
Looking at the guardian whizzing out, Yue Sword Scar smiled helplessly, the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense, he unfolded his sword, and thousands of sword shadows whizzed down.
Yue Sword Scar knows that among these thousands of guardians, like sheep among tigers, very few of them may be able to return to the God of War.
Taking the initiative to attack, although the heavy sword formation composed of tens of millions of troops was not broken, there was obviously a trace of panic, and the pressure on Yue Sword Scar and others was in vain.
The more than 10,000 guardians were even more ferocious, killing more than 300,000 enemy troops with their swords. However, when the enemy troops devoted some of their energy to dealing with these more than 10,000 guardians, many guardians fell one after another.
The white-haired old man at the head was under the greatest pressure, especially the impact of dozens of martial arts wills, which made him difficult to move. He looked at the enemy army thousands of feet away, which was the enemy's belly. His eyes were absolutely exposed, and the white-haired old man shouted:
: "Burn the soul!"
The power of burning the soul. When the soul fire is extinguished, the soul dissipates and never enters reincarnation.
This price was like child's play in the eyes of the guardians. Without any hesitation, the guardians headed by the white-haired old man burned the power of their souls, their aura surged, and once again strangled the surrounding enemy troops, moving forward for more than a thousand feet.
"Yue Dark!" Yue Jian Scar looked up, his expression a little moved. His usual dissatisfaction with the white-haired old man disappeared at this moment, and he could only admire him.
Once people fail to protect the holy land in their hearts, the home that is called the holy land, they will always have no scruples.
More than eight thousand feet, more than seven thousand feet... More than three thousand feet, a pale smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth, his crazily burning soul was dim, and there were more than a hundred sword marks on his body.
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Among an army of tens of millions, he galloped over tens of thousands of feet and killed more than a million enemy troops. Seeing such methods, the Tiangang generals were frightened and their eyes were filled with horror.
More than two thousand feet is like a natural danger. The white-haired old man has reached the end of his crossbow and cannot move forward even half a step. The more than 10,000 guardians who followed him only have more than 3,000 left, each with sword marks on their bodies, which is shocking.
"Life is short like a meteor streaking across the sky, and it falls silently. It's better to go crazy again. Are you ready?" Looking back at each other, the white-haired old man whispered.
"The sword has not been broken, and the blood has not been drained!" More than 3,000 guardians roared out, each with an expression of absolute fearlessness.
"Kill!" The white-haired old man looked up to the sky and roared: "Although we have fallen, please bury us in the sword tomb. Even though we die, we will use the immortal sword power to suppress the heavens and watch over the God of War!"
His voice echoed across the sky and the earth, and the white-haired old man, with his body like a rainbow, went straight towards the army.
"Today, the sky will be stained with our blood. Even if we die, our sword will be immortal and guard the God of War!" Roaring sounds circled in the sky, and the endless roar suddenly sounded in the sky and the earth, boom boom!
Self-destruction! When the oil and lamps ran out, the white-haired old man and three thousand other elders finally chose to self-destruct. The self-destruction of his martial arts realm was extremely terrifying, and the sky and earth with a radius of hundreds of thousands of feet were shrouded in it.
Whoosh! The terrifying impact swept out, and the bodies of countless soldiers collapsed directly, turning into blood mist. There was not a single figure within a radius of more than 10,000 feet, and blood flowed into a sea.
Standing in the distance, Yue Jian Scar looked at this scene quietly and roared: "Kill!"
"Kill!" The remaining tens of thousands of warriors roared out one after another, with extremely ferocious expressions. Some of them even went crazy. They charged into the army without hesitation, causing a bloody storm.
As the torrent of will surges around him, the killing intent surges into the sky, and the bright Martial God Nebula hovers quietly.
The tragic scene was unfolding all the time. Ye Chen lowered his eyes slightly, sighed slightly, faced the two blazing sword lights, and murmured: "Today, I will defend the mountains and rivers in the name of the sword!"
Lifting the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen slowly walked forward. The murderous intention in him continued to surge until the killing body appeared and the two figures merged together.
"The mountains and rivers of flesh and blood are not unique to Er Tiangang. Today, tens of millions of people from Er Tiangang are buried here!"
Taking several steps in succession, at the moment when the two sword lights were about to arrive, Ye Chen finally drew his sword, a sword that had been prepared for a long time, and a barren sword...
This sword contains the overwhelming murderous intention in Ye Chen's heart. With this sword, he wants to kill people! (To be continued...)
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