"Ancestor?" The general was stunned for a moment.

Then he saw Xu Zimo in a wheelchair.

He said disdainfully: "How dare a young boy with a yellow mouth dare to call himself an ancestor?"

There was a "pop" sound.

As soon as the general finished speaking, a line of blood appeared on his neck.

The whole person's head is directly divided.

It fell to his feet, and then his body froze before falling down.

This scene frightened the surrounding soldiers.

However, there were many of them, tens of thousands of them, so they were not afraid.

Someone shouted: "This man killed our general, capture him and bury him with the general."

Accompanied by the shouts of these people, ten thousand soldiers came to kill them in a mighty manner.

The earth trembled, as if the heavens were shaking.

Xu Zimo slowly raised his head.

He put Ba Ying on his leg and then talked softly about the scabbard.

He smiled and said, "If you kill these ants, your blade will be dirty.

Then feel aggrieved."

There was a "boom" sound as the sword was drawn out of its sheath.

The sound of "sonorous" resounded throughout the world.

In the distance, the common people watching the battle saw this scene and saw only the mighty and mighty army charging towards them.

It was as if he was frozen in place, motionless in place.

The sword intent flew through the void at a very fast speed.

As a result, no one saw it at all.

But everyone saw that after the army froze for a moment, the bodies of ten thousand people were all shattered into pieces.

It became a broken limb.
Chapter completed!