"You alone can't stop my army!"

He has this confidence.

Hu Lu laughed loudly and said freely: "What you do is clearly an extermination of the clan and the race. How can you ignore it when you grow up in Zhechen?"

"Born here, you should be buried here!"

"Are you finished speaking?"

Lin Mang turned his head slightly to look at Hu Lu, with a look of indifference and said coldly: "People are slaughtered by my official. If you want to take revenge, come!"

Hu Lu's eyes were red and he stared at Lin Mang.

At that moment, it was like a wild beast that had been dormant for a long time, and suddenly opened its eyes.

"boom!"

The snow around was shaken away.

An extremely terrifying power burst out from his old body in an instant.

Hu Lu put his palms together, and a golden light quickly surged out of his body.

The energy of heaven and earth gathers madly.

Gradually, a huge Buddhist vajra condensed behind it, making the appearance of picking flowers.

The brilliant golden light of glass shines on the sky.

The huge Buddhist golden body dozens of feet tall was pressed down with one palm.

The power is overwhelming!

The Dharma image of the soul!

"Moo!"

King Kong's eyes are angry!

Wrapped with a discolored majestic power, it seemed like a mountain was overturning, and the entire sky seemed to dim.

Li Chengliang's eyes sank.

Grandmaster of the Yuanshen Realm.

Unexpectedly, there was such a strong man in the Zhechen tribe.

This old guy is really good at hiding. This kind of primordial spirit Dharma image is like the Kyutuo Technique of Tantric Buddhism, and it is integrated into the Tantric Mahashi seal.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and fight out, he saw Lin Mang slowly forward with his Pixiu.

His aura was soaring.

A terrifying hurricane rolled around.

The awe-inspiring sword aura swept across like a vast wave.

"Clang!"

The sound of drawing the sword was crisp and clear, like a nine-day thunder sound.

Draw your sword!

cut!

Breaking the sky!

A vast sword energy suddenly burst out.

As soon as this sword was released, the sword energy had not yet arrived. The sword intent was already shocking, and the majestic aura roared.

The air waves are rolling!

The ground around was swept by like a hurricane, and was rolled up a layer.

The wind and snow all over the sky were slashed out with this knife.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it seems to have turned into a field of swords.

Everyone's swords were buzzing gently.

At that moment, a shocking sword energy that seemed to break through the sky was slashed out.

This knife slashed the Palm of Buddha Seal and even the body of the Angry Vajra.

The remaining sword energy rushed into the sky!

The clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be cut open by this knife.

The clouds rippling!

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the diamond arm, which was cast inched inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, the entire soul method was completely broken.

"puff!"

Hu Lu spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and his eyes were filled with horror.

But the next moment, the look of fear on his face suddenly frozen.

"How...how can it be..."

Hulu murmured.

In my mind, a glaring Vajra Soul sitting cross-legged was covered with cracks at this moment.

With a light sound, the soul was completely broken.

His eyes widened, and the divine light in his pupils was gradually dissipating.

The cold wind blows slightly!

His body fell from the deer and slammed heavily into the snow.

This sword not only breaks the sky, but also kills the soul.

The deer let out a wailing cry and gently arched Hulu's body.

Lin Mang passed by while riding the Pixiu, with a cold look.

In Badar City, a group of soldiers from the Zhechen tribe looked ahead with a dull look.

For a moment, it seemed that only the knife was left in their minds.

That shocking sword.

Modaco roared in horror: "Everyone is on guard!"

"Shoot the arrow!"

This roar seemed to pull everyone's mind back.

Lin Mang lifted his knife and pointed to the ground diagonally, and the cold sound echoed in the wind and snow:

"Crush them!"

The plain tone seemed to be talking about something extremely ordinary.

"kill!!"

The Jinyiwei behind him shouted loudly.

In an instant, hundreds of Jinyiwei ran away.

It was obviously only hundreds of cavalry, but at this moment it seemed like thousands of troops rushed towards them like a mighty horse.

Lin Mang cut off with one sword.

The majestic sword aura shattered the heavy city gate.

In the rolling dust waves, everyone rushed into the city.

The battle is fierce!

Li Chengliang was silent for a moment, drew his sword and shouted: "Fight!"

"Fallen!"

"Fallen!"

The Liaodong cavalry shouted, rushed into the city, and began to kill wantonly.

In Liaodong, they are the real kings!

The entire city of Badar was trapped in a mad killing.

Lin Mang walked in the city with a Pixiu.

One by one, the Jurchen powerful men with red eyes rushed over.

But the body was separated by three meters away.
To be continued...