Chapter Four hundred and eighty-five Raise the sword(2/2)
"It's a pity that the imperial luck in the Qingxu Seal is the only way to suppress the snow sky... Otherwise, how could the deity come here with this person who is about to be the best?"
"If you don't give, you can only take it yourself!"
After the old man in white finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward.
Thousands of Red Armored Army and the Imperial City Guards blew up, with bright armor and golden light that almost made people unable to open their eyes.
The awe-inspiring evil aura that soared into the sky instantly brought the eyes of several wealthy families in the imperial capital together.
A thick layer of blood lingered in the entire sky above the imperial city, which was the momentum that came out of the sea of corpses and blood. This was the reliance of the Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards dared to claim the strongest military power of the imperial capital.
Thousands of troops and horses, blood clouds linger in the sky.
Anyone faces the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and cannot see the boundaries in densely packed with soldiers with distinct armor, and they may lose all their fighting spirit in an instant.
Such quantity and momentum can easily crush the will of several people.
But surrounded by the bright red and golden armor, the only white figure in the world made a simple move and slowly raised the most inferior iron sword in his hand!
His hands were still trembling.
Chapter completed!