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Chapter 1270 Seven Void Swords

Then in an instant, they were stunned, as if their souls were wandering outside the sky.

Kong Qiangu's body had an indescribable sword intent soaring into the sky, as if stirring up the storm of the sky.

Before the masters who were dismounted showed their skills, someone in the Dali army died suddenly. They were shattered by the sword intent.

As the sword light passed, more than a hundred Dali tribes fell to the ground in just over ten seconds.

Zhao Dongting and others continued to drive the horse forward.

Only a few people took action.

"He's a master!"

"He's a master!"

Someone shouted in the Dali army.

Seeing that more than a hundred people were unable to resist the steps of Zhao Dongting and others at all, the Dali Army finally did not dare to underestimate them anymore.

"Stop them!"

"Stop them!"

A general shouted. At the same time, he sent a scout to report to the generals in the army.

But their reaction was not slow, but the horse speed of Zhao Dongting and others was undoubtedly slower than that of Zhao Dongting.

Before many Dali troops could react, Zhao Dongting rushed straight into the Dali military formation.

I'm afraid that more than twenty sword intents suddenly spread.

"kill!"

Zhao Dongting was full of passion.

He had been in the palace for too long, and now he was still a little quiet and thoughtful.

Zhanlu sword bloomed in his hands with flowers.

Zhao Dongting's sword was now as fast as it was shocking. Wherever he passed, there were blood marks on the throat of Dali soldiers, and then he slowly fell to the ground.

Even Zhao Dongting's cultivation level in the middle stage of Shangyuan Realm can be like this, so there is no need to say much about the masters of the True Martial Realm in Zijing Villa.

Their internal energy is extremely powerful, and they release their sword energy from their bodies at this moment.

Wherever the sword energy swept across, Dali soldiers fell to the ground in rows.

Qi Wulie's aura soared into the sky and his expression was also cold. His aura was much better than those elders of the Zhenwu Realm. When he swung his sword, soldiers even burst into blood mist in front of them. The Dali soldiers were shrouded in the artistic conception, but they were stunned and had no resistance at all.

As for Kong Qiangu, let alone.

Although the sword in his hand was swinging at a speed that was not too fast or too slow, its power was even more powerful than the sky thunder.

Within a range of hundreds of meters below him, all the soldiers of Dali fell softly to the ground.

Although there were about 20,000 Dali infantrymen at this time, Zhao Dongting and others were just like ants in front of an elephant. However, this ant was a highly poisonous ant.

Even the masters of Zhenwu Realm have the strength to come and go freely among the troops, not to mention that there are so many masters of Zhenwu Realm.

Dozens of people were like a torrent, unstoppable.

The Dali military soldiers should have been calling for Lian Tian, ​​but at this time, they were extremely strangely silent under the cover of many artistic conceptions.

There is no difference between generals and soldiers at this moment. Under the swords of Kong Qiangu, Qi Wulie and others, they are all just ordinary lives.

Perhaps, just by being empty for thousands of years, you will have the strength to resist these Dali infantrymen.

While fighting, Zhao Dongting saw Kong Qiangu standing in the void and swinging his sword, and in a trance, he seemed to return to the bloody battle under Longhu Mountain.

The Heavenly Master Zhang Tiandong, who was able to break through the extreme realm, killed thousands of Yuan army with six swords.
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