Meng Xingyuan's most powerful sword exploded without hesitation.
This was the first time that he relied on his own strength to face this tidal sea of beasts alone. Only when he faced it personally did he realize the horror of this kind of pressure. He could be attacked and killed at any time from unknown places.
The feeling of threat on the spot, even with Wang Jia's protection, made Meng Xingyuan feel frightened.
A sword burst out, and the huge sword force immediately set off a torrent of air, sweeping through the heaven and earth, wreaking havoc in all directions.
In the world of human cultivation, if one were to rank first in terms of combat prowess, it would probably be the sword cultivator.
But the number one refers to the number one in attack power. The edge of the sword, no matter who it is, is taboo and inexplicable, making people fearful.
But sword cultivators also have an obvious shortcoming, that is, sword cultivators are generally not good at group battles.
After all, swords are not dangerous battlefield weapons such as swords, spears, spears, and halberds. In one-on-one situations, the terror of swordsmen is enough to awe-inspiring, but when it comes to group battles, it is over.
With one wave of the spear, hundreds of generals and thousands of soldiers can be killed. What's more, a domineering weapon like a halberd, in the hands of a powerful monk, can often burst out with terrifying power that can overwhelm a thousand armies in one fell swoop.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of existence is a battlefield killing god, but it would not work if it were a sword cultivator.
The sword is a weapon that kills.
On the battlefield, sometimes you are faced with waves of wolf cavalry. How can you be given the opportunity to slowly kill them one on one?
No matter how fast the sword in your hand is, can it kill thousands of people at once?
Therefore, the general sword cultivator focuses on being light and elegant, hitting the target with one strike, and immediately escaping. This requires almost every sword cultivator to have a very advanced body technique.
Otherwise, no matter how strong the sword cultivator is, it will probably be bad if he enters a real battlefield.
Meng Xingyuan's sword is not like that.
His sword is a heavy sword, a giant sword! It is almost the same as a heavy ruler. It is just a little bit worse than a door panel! With a slight swing, it has the power of thunder and lightning, and its power is not at all powerful.
It is inferior to the effectiveness of killing soldiers on the battlefield, and the effectiveness of the halberd.
What's more, the way of sword he is practicing now is the [Bad Sword] of the Fifth King of Sword Masters. What he uses is a powerful and decisive way of domination, especially on the battlefield!
The limitations of the sword are completely invisible to him!
"Puff puff puff..."
The bodies of countless canine warriors exploded, and they died inexplicably.
What they could feel was an invincible force running over them, and then... nothing more.
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a great spiritualist-level orc and gaining 100 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a great spiritualist-level orc and gaining 100 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a great spiritualist-level orc and gaining 100 killing points!"
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"No!!"
The dog-headed man was roaring, his eyes were about to bleed, and his face was ferocious, as if he was crazy.
No matter which tribe you belong to, tribal warriors are a valuable asset. Especially in this wilderness, if there are no warriors, how can you protect the tribe, and how can you protect the lives of the tribesmen?
This is especially true for a large tribe like the Akainu tribe.
In normal battles with other tribes, thirty or fifty dog-man warriors would die, which would make the dog-man leader feel inexplicably distressed. However, how long had it been since he had been fighting with this bad guy with a black sword? It might not have even lasted half a quarter of an hour, right? Dog-man warrior,
Large tracts of land are dying!
The Akainu tribe is said to be a large tribe with a radius of thousands of miles, but in fact there are not many real warriors. And among these warriors, there are even fewer who can truly be called elite warriors.
Each one is a valuable property of the tribe, but now they are being harvested in groups like seedlings!
How can the dogman leader not go crazy?!
"Roar!" He inspired the orc bloodline in an instant.
Above his neck, near his head, there was another dog's head!
This dog's head was a bit small and a bit disproportionate compared to his normal head. However, the moment the dog's head popped up, the aura on his body began to surge, doubling in volume in an instant!
As soon as he held the ax in his hand, the ax body immediately sent out ripples, which were transmitted to the air. The air boiled violently, as if oil and water were being boiled.
"boom!"
He moved.
At the same time, as if he noticed the huge movement like lightning and thunder outside the tribe, the sovereign of the Akainu tribe, the Akainu chief, appeared with a terrifying body of more than three feet and three feet. When he saw the Akainu warriors, they were like locusts.
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He immediately stared at the scene with his eyes wide open. Just like the leader of the dog-men, his eyes suddenly became fierce and murderous, and he yelled like crazy: "Ah!!! Damn you bastard! Hurt our clan.
Zhongerlang, go to hell!"
"boom!"
In his rage, the tall Akainu chief also instantly activated his own bloodline power. At the same time, he moved his body, as if he contained terrifying power that could open mountains and cut rivers. The layers of space barriers were exploded by him.
, he descended on Meng Xingyuan’s head, with murderous intent in his eyes as fierce as the blazing sun in the sky, and punched him!
"Bang!!!"
The space seemed to be shaken at this moment.
It can be felt that at the moment when Chief Akainu punched out, the surrounding scenery was shaken, and ripples appeared layer by layer, making the surrounding scenery look like flowers in the fog, a bit hazy.
A stream of crimson flames spurted out from the chief's fist, forming a huge fist shaped like a dog's head and blasting towards Meng Xingyuan.
At this moment, Meng Xingyuan felt that the space had frozen.
He cannot move.
All the energy in his body was firmly locked, unable to move or dodge. Even the super sixth sense he had always been proud of no longer worked at this time.
Under the pressure of the huge dog-head fist, Meng Xingyuan felt as if the end of the world was coming. Apart from waiting to die, he seemed to have no other option.
The overlord sword can't be fired once.
He couldn't even lift his hands.
He couldn't lift it under this terrifying pressure, and there was no time for him to raise the sword. By the time he reacted, the huge dog-headed fist had enlarged and then enlarged in his pupils!
"Summon Xuanwu!" Meng Xingyuan's whole body tensed up. All the pores and pores in his body were closed in an instant. This terrifying punch made him unable to even breathe.
He looked horrified.
The moment of life-and-death crisis is still there, and there is a never-used [Elementary Talisman Scroll] on the parcel grid - [Summoning·North Xuanwu]!
"Buzz~"
The dog-head fist came, and just when Meng Xingyuan's entire body was about to be beaten into powder, a water-colored mist suddenly appeared, surrounding Meng Xingyuan as if it had substance.
The next moment, ripples rippled in the space, and a loud "roaring" sound could be heard in the ears. A terrifying snake head emerged from the water-colored mist, as fast as thunder and lightning, and in an instant it caught the dog-head fist in its mouth.
"Click!" With a sound, it was crushed in one bite!