My right eye is mutated

Chapter 374

Following Xu Xiangjun's order.

Among the Xuanjia of the Shadow Guards of the Seventh Army, 1000 people walked out.

These 1000 people are all of the strength of the third-order peak, and the height of these 1000 people exceeds two meters.

While their true qi and spiritual power erupted, another kind of power existed.

That kind of power is called the power of soul.

These 1000 people were selected and cultivated from the descendants of the Tang Modao team since the real king.

Their bloodlines can be gathered into a strange force like Soul Power.

And this power is the key to Mo Dao!
Datang Modao, conquers all things.

It was not the pillar described in the history books when the cavalry was charging with a huge sword nearly three to five meters long, but it was just standing firmly on the spot and raising and lowering the sword.

The real Modao will reappear at this moment!
Reproduce the elegance of the Tang Dynasty!
"out!"

Xu Xiangjun roared.

A thousand third-order peaks quickly stepped forward, and the soul power of 1000 people burst out at the same time with the same color as bleeding.

"Knife!"

The blood-like power of soul soars into the sky, and spiritual power and true energy coil around the power of soul like a double helix and soars into the sky.

then,

A thousand blood-red broadswords soaring into the sky appeared.

Each knife has a three-meter handle and a nearly 300-meter blade.

The 300-meter blades are all more than ten meters wide and more than three meters thick.

And with the appearance of these thousand towering swords, the killing intent instantly turned cold for a hundred miles.

The Allied Forces of Hundred Nations that rushed into the formation froze slightly, and there was a trace of fear in everyone's eyes.

But soon, they received orders from their own Venerable Realm.

Countless third-tier cultivators and fourth-tier cultivators rushed forward, all of them red-eyed.

On the battlefield, the moment of real combat, there is no right or wrong.

But only you die and I die.

Only the living are worthy to ask about right and wrong, to enjoy the pleasure of doing justice, or to bear the suffering of doing unrighteous things.

Live!
And to survive, you have to kill the enemy.

You have to kill the enemy before you fall down!

The true energy of various colors rises, and the killing intent is pervasive.

The enemy is getting closer.

Xu Xiangjun roared: "Vertical! Horizontal!"

The Modao team composed of [-] and [-]rd-level peaks suddenly dispersed, but they were still in order.

"kill!"

Xu Xiangjun roared.

A thousand large swords cut down vertically or horizontally.

Endless pressure came from the falling sword.

The knife fell to the ground.

A thousand knives intersect vertically and horizontally.

And within the range covered by a thousand swords, there is no one alive anymore.

Only endless blood, endless corpses and broken arms remained.

Knife up.

The ground is criss-crossed.

Because it can create a vertical and horizontal appearance, it is a Mo Dao!

big knife,
The Allied Forces of Hundred Nations feared.

This is Datang's absolutely powerful army that swept the earth, and even swept three alien worlds.

As the saying goes, the tiger of the Han Dynasty, the Modao of the Tang Dynasty, the feather forest of the Song Dynasty, the Changwei of the Ming Dynasty, the death of the Republic of China, and now the Xuanjia!
This is the embodiment of China's strongest military power!

The venerable looked at the Modao team in front of him with a gloomy face.

too strong!

Is this Huaxia enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mitya?
There was also a look of solemnity in the eyes of Dana's cloak, and then a look of pity. It's a pity that such a strong army cannot be a sharp weapon for him to realize his dream.

The Venerable Venerable once again radiated his spiritual power.

Then, the remaining tens of thousands of allied forces stepped forward again.

A piece of armor cannot enter the land covered by the Mo knife.

But the Mo Dao is an inherited combat skill that consumes a lot of money. Even the strongest Mo Dao army in the Tang Dynasty in real history can only wield it three times in a row.

Although 90.00% of the [-] people don't know what the power of soul is.

But when the venerable the venerable came, he heard from Mitya the goddess of liberty that the power of soul is the power of life, and it has a shadow of the legendary life rate.

But when he didn't comprehend the strands of life, what the power of soul consumed was the vitality of the Modao team itself.

One slash is all it takes, two slashes will wipe it out, and even if there is someone who defies the sky, three slashes will cut off [-]% of his own vitality.

Just do it again!
The venerable thought so.

Then, the earth-shattering Mo Dao fell again, killing endlessly again.

At this moment, there are only less than 5 people left in the coalition forces of one hundred thousand and one hundred countries.

The 5 people looked at each other in blank dismay, under the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox, the morale of the army was scattered, and there was a faint tendency to mutiny.

But this is no mortal army.

This is the army of cultivators!

If you dare to retreat, the Venerable the Venerable can slaughter countless retreaters on the battlefield, even if you escape from the Venerable the Venerable by chance.

Don't forget, this is an order of eight days and ten places.

If you go against the orders of the eighteen great sages and become a deserter, then there will be no room for them in the world.

It will even harm his wife, children, and family.

With this in mind, the Allied Forces of Hundred Nations, whose morale had completely collapsed, charged forward again.

But this time, the venerable the venerable no longer hid behind, he personally took the lead in the lead.

His figure flashed rapidly, and his strange magic easily killed the already weak Modao team to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, there were less than 300 remaining members of the One Thousand Modao Squad.

The official battle has begun.

There was a complete melee.

Xu Xiangjun continued to issue orders and never stepped forward to fight to the death.

A general should look like a general!

At the same time, from the back of the Yin Mountain, Venerable Lotus from the Huaxia side walked out step by step.

She is barefoot, with lotuses growing on every step of her feet.

Every lotus flower is extremely delicate and beautiful.

And every hundred-nation coalition army touched by the lotus was instantly produced by the rapidly growing lotus, and then died quickly.

After each killed some of the opponent's personnel, the venerable the venerable and the venerable lotus flower completely confronted each other.

The prestige of the venerable emptied the ten-mile radius around the two of them in an instant.

The scuffle started ten miles away from the two Venerables.

But Huaxia retreated steadily.

Still the same sentence, the power of one country cannot stop the coalition of a hundred countries.

There are many people in Huaxia, but how much more can the other two hundred and six countries add up to?
As a result, there are 70.00% fewer practitioners in the Huaxia side than those in the Hundred Nations Allied Forces.

Almost three to one.

The battle is one-sided.

The right location and the right time have little effect on the practitioners' battles.

Therefore, Xu Xiangjun no longer commanded, he drew his sword brazenly, and rushed into the melee.

On the other side, 300 people from Wudang led by Chen Shiwo, the chief disciple of the second branch of the Wudang Mountain Division, also rushed forward.

Sects everywhere are fighting bloody battles.

But the strange thing is that I can't see half of the bald head, I can't see the cassock, and I can't hear the Buddha's name.

Someone noticed this.

It's Qian Jiukai.

He sighed lightly, and said to the guards who were responsible for his safety, "If Huaguo wins this battle, we may get a fortune by destroying the Buddha."

Du Weijun was slightly taken aback, he looked left and right, and then nodded resentfully: "People who are not of my race must have different hearts!"

Qian Jiukai murmured: "Unfortunately... there are some things that I, a researcher, can't understand..."

He said, but looked closely at the battlefield.

Once the battlefield is completely at a disadvantage, or if he sees the trend of being completely invincible, he will activate the Pisces jade pendant and let the Xiongnu come to the world!
Time passed quickly.

Where Wudang was, hundreds of people died in battle.

Chen Shiwo's foolish expression was no longer there.

He watched the juniors who had spurned him on the surface die one by one, and he couldn't play around anymore.

During a battle, a gringo hit him with a hammer.

A junior sister helped him block the sword, but the junior sister died instantly.

At the same time, the hammer was still coming.

Chen Shiwo burst out.

But the head was still hit by the cultivator's hammer.

Just like that, he flew out like a kite with a broken string, and the air was filled with blood.

(End of this chapter)