The eyes of the more than one hundred subordinates behind him immediately became ferocious, and bursts of creepy sounds came from his throat.

Full of murderous intent!

"Hmph, pretend to be a god and make a fool of yourself, let us go to the Holy Prison to test how powerful you are, the Hundred and Eight Swordsmen."

The Warden Lord Johnson snorted coldly next to him.

To make a gesture, you have to lead your subordinates behind you forward.

"Johnson, wait."

6 Tianlong waved his hand slightly to stop him.

"Why do you need to kill a chicken? Let's leave it to us Zhanlong to deal with these ragged swordsmen?"

"Besides, this is our first battle to conquer the Rakshasa Kingdom. The scenes are a little hot. My brothers are better at creating atmosphere."

6 Tianlong smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"The scene is going to be hotter? OK!"

Johnson was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the meaning of 6 Tianlong.

The first battle is to show your might and momentum.

While giving the enemy a blow, you can also enhance your confidence.

How can we show off our momentum and power? That is to directly crush the opponent in a cruel way by destroying means and using cruel methods.

Now that the strength of these 108 Swordsmen is unknown, Johnson may be able to kill them as well, leading the masters of the Holy Prison.

However, the average level of ancient tribes rarely fight in recent years, and the same is true for the Holy Prison.

So they are definitely not as good as the Zhanlong people who have almost never been idle in this first battle.

"Little Demon, touch the details."

Seeing that everyone else had no objection, 6 Tianlong spoke lightly.

"Okay."

The little demon smiled strangely, his body swayed, and his whole body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

It turned into a faint black mist and dissipated directly into the strong wind.

The swordsmen on the opposite side were stunned, wondering why this woman suddenly disappeared.

But the next second, a sudden scream came from the swordsmen.

"No, she's here..."

"puff!"

A swordsman suddenly spoke, and felt that several balls of smoke were rolling in the strong wind and yellow sand, and instantly condensed into the figure of the little demon.

Before he could finish his yell, he felt a heat on his neck, his entire throat was cut open, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Damn it!"

The swordsman gritted his teeth, cursed him angrily and slashed directly at the little demon behind him.

The little demon shook his body and was almost hit by his quick knife.

"Boss, you have good strength, especially the knife in their hands is a bit weird, but it can be crushed!"

The little demon appeared in another position and quickly walked towards the 6th Tianlong.

Can crush!

"Very good, Zhanlong goes to fight, don't give me face, and use the strongest combat power to bury these 108 swordsmen in the yellow sand all over the sky!"

6 Tianlong raised his hand slightly and issued a battle order directly.

"roar!"

The Holy Prison beside him roared, and together with the Arhat beside him, the two rushed to the vanguard and rushed directly towards each other like two small hills.

"Brothers, the old rules, whoever kills less will have to accompany the Arhat to go into the woods."

Wen Tianhao and others next to them were not willing to be outdone. While shouting, they turned into afterimages and rushed directly towards the opposite side.

"Kill them and guard the Rakshasa Kingdom to the death!"

"Get up!"

The more than a hundred swordsmen opposite also shouted angrily, and under the guidance of the swordsmen, the figure quickly shaking.
Chapter completed!