My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen couldn't help but sweep out with a sword.

A sword qi surged.

"boom!"

In an instant, the corpse soldier was blown into pieces.

The rest of the people also separated one after another and began to harvest in the Maoshan faction.

Uncle Jiu and the others went straight to the depths of the Taoist temple.

And all parts of Maoshan were caught in a big war.

There was a bang and scream everywhere.

Although those corpse soldiers caused a lot of damage to the Dao League.

But corpse soldiers are corpse soldiers after all, and it is okay to deal with ordinary corpse soldiers and people.

But once a cultivator gets close, ordinary monks of the yellow rank can easily kill them.

After all, these things aren't zombies.

It's just a bunch of walking dead who can listen to commands!

Nan Chen criss-crossed among the corpse soldiers, and soon he found an officer in official uniform.

Nan Chen narrowed his eyes and rushed straight up.

Seeing Nan Chen approaching, the man was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away:

"Come on, block him, block him!"

The corpse soldiers converged one after another, raising their guns and shooting.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullets kept attacking.

Nan Chen's senses are keen, and with his current cultivation, he can even capture the trajectory of bullets.

Constantly dodging among the artillery fire.

At an extremely fast speed, he came to the corpse soldier:

"hateful!"

With a low growl, the Ten Fox Sword swept away.

The violent wind of profound energy directly stirred up.

"boom!"

The corpse soldiers were all swept away and chopped to death.

Nan Chen ignored these little guys, with a clear purpose, staring at the fleeing officer, and jumped on it.

"Where to escape!"

After a low growl, Nan Chen pierced through with a sword.

"Whoosh!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the Nanchen Ten Fox Sword had pierced through his back and pierced his chest.

Drops of blood kept dripping.

The officer looked at the blade on his chest and trembled all over.

"It's over, it's over..."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Chen suddenly pulled out his long sword.

The officer then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground and died.

Then turn around and look around.

The Maoshan faction and many monsters couldn't stop the Dao League coalition forces at all.

First of all, the gap in high-end combat power is too large.

Second, the gap in the number of people is also too large.

Third, morale was very low.

How can these evil spirits win in such a duel?

the answer is negative.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The monsters fled everywhere, and they had no power to fight.

On Uncle Jiu's side, there are eight heaven-level powerhouses.

It even forced Shi Jian and the six chieftains to the golden summit of Maoshan...

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