On the top of Basha Shenshan, Lin Mo looked at the army that was getting closer, his eyes were cold, he jumped directly from the top of the mountain, and rushed towards the thousands of troops.
The Tai A sword around his waist was unsheathed, the sword light covered the sky and the sun, and the fierce sword energy ripped apart the earth, even if the tank army faced this fierce sword energy, it was like paper.
Hundreds of people were killed under the single sword of Tai'a Divine Sword, and the wreckage and wreckage were all over the place.
"The Zhao family's **** fell 80,000 more and the Zhao family's tiger guards came to help the Zhenyue envoy!"
"I am not a paper tiger, disciples, follow me to kill!"
Lin Mo looked at the disciples of Basha Shenshan and Zhao Jiahuwei who were chasing after him, a smile flashed on his frosty face.
"His grandmother's, let me die!"
The prince on the side carried a bazooka and fired wildly at the enemy in the distance.
Tai Ah's edge in Lin Mo's hands became heavier and heavier, and he jumped into the air.
"I have a sword that can open mountains, break rivers, and cut wolves!"
Lin Mo seemed to have touched something at this moment, and that was the threshold of a grandmaster.
"cut!"
The 100-meter sword qi traversed the void and slaughtered in the army of the Vientiane Kingdom.
"The devil, he is the devil!",
"Run, how can we defeat the devil..."
"I don't want to die here, my mother is still at home waiting for me to go back."
Whether it was panic or disbelief, prayers were all useless in the face of Lin Mo's violent sword qi, and they were instantly cut in half, with corpses everywhere.
The surviving soldiers gathered together and looked at Lin Mo, who was in the distance from the voice of the sky, with deep fear in their eyes. From now on, the Vientiane Kingdom will be abolished within 20 years.
Zatwanliu looked at Lin Mo, who was like a god descended from the earth, and smashed everything that could be smashed hysterically. As a smart person, he knew that he might not be able to kill Lin Mo in his life.
At this time, a group of... Qian Zhihe flew from the sky in the distance.
Compared with the battlefield where there are corpses everywhere, Qianzhihe, who is as white as snow, seems to be an extreme.
Thousands of paper cranes swayed and flew towards the army of the Vientiane Kingdom.
Zate Wanliu in the back felt wrong instinctively, but when he saw that it was really just a group of paper cranes, he didn't say anything.
"Is this an angel sent to save us?"
A soldier looked at the slowly floating Zhihe with hopeful eyes, and stretched out his left hand towards Zhihe.
The next moment, the soldier's left hand that touched the paper crane's wing was directly cut off, and the section was very neat.
The next moment, the entire legion broke out with painful screams.
"Ah, my left hand, ah my day..."
"My arm, my arm is gone."
"These are not angel's paper cranes at all, but devil's paper cranes!"
"Devil, Chinese people are all devils!"
Zatwanliu watched the scene in the army where corpses were all over the place in an instant, his eyes were torn apart.
"All soldiers back immediately! Back!"
The originally menacing Vientiane army was defeated in just a few face-to-face encounters, and the entire land was dyed red with blood.
Countless paper cranes danced in the wind, and the lives of Vientiane soldiers also disappeared in the wind.
Lin Mo turned his head to look, not far away, and saw Lu Ying waving at him with a smile on his face.
"It's better than chasing and killing, come back."
Although Lin Mo's tone was flat, it clearly spread to everyone's ears under the blessing of spiritual power.
** Yue He You Li stepped forward, a little puzzled.
"Why don't we chase after the victory, completely wipe out the army of the Vientiane Kingdom, and beat them severely."
Lin Mo smiled lightly, and the mountain-like aura on his body became more and more majestic.
"Because, I have already touched the threshold of the master!" JrNovels.com