The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

At this moment, Long Xiaogang's gaze was condensed, and finally he directly locked onto a figure in the center of the Holy Spirit Empire army, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. This figure was none other than Wan Xunji.

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Xiaogang's figure also rushed towards Wan Xunji's side.

"Damn, stop him for me!"

Wan Xunji also obviously noticed Long Xiaogang in the void. When he saw Long Xiaogang put his target on himself, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes. He had seen Long Xiaogang's horror just now. Even Wan Daoliu is no match for Long Xiaogang, let alone him.

"kill!"

When the guards around Wan Xunji saw this, they didn't hesitate in the slightest. The aura on their bodies surged wildly, and they rushed towards Long Xiaogang. They were able to become Wan Xunji's guards. Neither are weak.

However, unfortunately, they met Long Xiaogang.

"A swarm of ants!"

"Meteor shower!"

When Long Xiaogang saw this, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them at all, he directly activated his soul skill, and the rain of fire fell from the sky in the sky, and directly shrouded everyone's bodies. Today's Long Xiaogang's has reached a terrifying level. The level of the ninety-ninth rank, so the power of the spirit ability that burst out is not known how many times stronger than before.

Almost instantly, everyone's bodies were directly shrouded, and screams of shrill screams continued to come out, and only one face to face, except... the existence of the three Titled Douluo rank, the rest of the people were directly transformed into Fly Ash.

The three Titled Douluos also suffered serious injuries. The strongest of these Titled Douluos was only at the ninety-fifth rank, which was obviously a lot worse than Long Xiaogang.

"Send you on your way!"

After looking at the three seals standing in front of him, a sneer flashed across Long Xiaogang's eyes.

"Blade Storm!"

The Yitian Sword's martial soul instantly burst into a ray of light, and in the void, the sword energy that filled the sky also swept frantically, directly turning into a terrifying storm, shrouding the bodies of several people.

"No, go back!"

After a few people saw this scene, their expressions also changed greatly, obviously they felt a strong aura of death from this blow.

"Can you go if you want to go?"

"Hell tentacles!"

"Tianluodiwang,!"

"War Trample!"

Almost in an instant, several control-type soul skills were directly used, and the phantom of the bloodthirsty vine emperor also manifested, directly imprisoning the bodies of the three people. As soon as they stepped on the ground, the terrifying impact instantly enveloped the three people, and the whole body fell into a state of dizziness.

Immediately afterwards, in the void, the endless storm devoured the bodies of several people in an instant, without the slightest suspense, the existence of the three titled Douluo levels was directly strangled.

With the current Long Xiaogang's strength, a titled Douluo of this level is no different from an ant in front of him. Although he said that he is not a [-]-level god, his strength is stronger than that of an ordinary [-]-level god. Much stronger.

"you you.……"

At this moment, after Wan Xunji saw this scene, the expression on his face also became extremely horrified, and he was obviously shocked by Long Xiaogang's strength.

"It's your turn next!"

Long Xiaogang said coldly, for... the Wanxunji in front of him, but Long Xiaogang has no sympathy at all. It can be said that in the original work, the source of all the cups is the Wanxunji in front of him. If Wanxunji is in front of him. Don't shoot Ayin, if Wan Xunji didn't shoot Bixi, maybe there wouldn't be so many cups.

"Die!"

A terrifying killing intent also rose directly from his body.

"Soul Storm!"

"Slay the sky with one sword!"

Almost instantly, Long Xiaogang directly launched a soul attack, and a terrifying soul storm swept out in an instant. Almost instantly, Wan Xunji's body shook violently, his face became extremely pale, and blood spurted from his mouth, obviously. It is the soul that has been devastated by terror.

At the same time, a terrifying blood-colored sword energy also swept frantically, piercing through her body instantly, and the whole body was directly divided into two, without the slightest power to fight back, and was directly killed in seconds.

Today's Wan Xunji hasn't even reached level ninety-five, and naturally he has no power to fight back against Long Xiaogang.

"Dead, Your Majesty is dead!"

"How can this happen, how is it possible!"

After seeing that Wan Xunji actually fell, the morale of the Holy Soul Empire was once again hit by a terrifying impact. Wan Daoliu and Wan Xunji fell one after another, which was definitely a huge blow to the Holy Soul Empire.

"Everyone obeys! Those who descend will not be killed!"

Without Wan Daoliu and Wan Xunji, the Holy Soul Empire obviously couldn't make any big waves, and the situation in the entire battlefield was almost completely one-sided.

The Knight Commander of the Twelve Judgment Knights who had originally restrained Tang Chen, now joined by Bai Yurou and the others, was directly beheaded and killed, and the Holy Spirit Empire collapsed almost instantly.

"surrender!"

"I surrender!"

"Do not kill me!"

After hearing Long Xiaogang's words, the soldiers of the Holy Soul Empire immediately put down their weapons. Except... some die-hard members of the original Holy Soul Temple, the rest almost gave up their resistance completely. People were originally from the Nandou Empire, so naturally there was no so-called loyalty to the Holy Spirit Empire.

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Chapter [-] Unify the world!Break through level [-]!

Naturally, there is no suspense in the next battle. It only took half a day, and the whole battle was completely over. Those... those who were stubbornly resisted were all thoroughly cleaned up, and the remaining millions of troops were directly and completely surrendered... .

"Sir, what are you going to do next?"