Even if you can't penetrate the enemy...

Wherever the sword light went, it hit these human warriors, but the sting made them grin. They only felt that the wound caused by the sword was so painful, as if they had been struck by a sword and then sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound.

Similar.

But it fell on the deserter.

Wherever the sword light passes, there is no way to avoid it. Even if you resist, as soon as the sword energy comes close, these desolate people will not even have time to scream, and they will all be reduced to ashes immediately.

A sword passed through.

It's almost like a big purge, cleaning out all the desolate people within a radius of several thousand meters!

For a time, many human warriors were left on the battlefield, looking at each other with weapons in hand. They looked around, only to find that they could not find any trace of the enemy.

And Haocang stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and praised: "Well, Sect Master Fang is young, but his strength is really good. This form of sword light is really magical. Although the power is much weaker, it is really... um... suck...

…”

Halfway through his words, he saw that all the deserters within a radius of several thousand meters were directly killed.

He gasped, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he pulled out dozens of strands from his beard, grimacing in pain.

He didn't understand what was going on... Weird, this blow was ordinary, ordinary, and weak!

But how did it lead to such a big result?

Could it be that these desolate people are all made of paper and cannot be broken with a poke?
Chapter completed!