In the fog, a violent explosion sounded.

A powerful force that dominated the world was finally blocked, but... it also directly killed more than twenty martial saints.

Lin Huang walked out of the fog, still wearing Qin Zheng's face.

There is an evil smile on his face.

In an instant, another sword dominated the world.

The faces of the two hundred martial saints turned green, and then they took action in a rage, using all their attack moves to kill Lin Huang.

However……

In an instant, Lin Huang crossed the attack area. He turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed directly into the army of two hundred martial saints.

boom.

A loud bang sounded in the fog.

Lin Huang was like a cold spear shining brightly in the world, rushing into the army of Martial Saints, and directly dug a corridor. Under the corridor, more than 30 Martial Saints were killed instantly.

On both sides of the corridor, it can be said that people are jumping on their backs.

"It's boring, no more fun!"

After one move, Lin Huang suddenly felt a little bored. He shook his head, took the Setsuna knife, and rushed into the Martial Saint army again.

He raised the knife and dropped it.

He raised the knife and dropped it.

The knife in hand falls, falls, falls...

It's like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and killing a martial saint is like chopping melons and vegetables. Not to mention the terrifying magical powers of the gods of all races, under the suppression of the realm, everything is just a cloud.

Only half an hour.

Two hundred martial saints were directly hacked to death by Lin Huang.

Looking at the beads all over the ground, Lin Huang waved his sleeves and left this place without any nostalgia. Chopping melons and vegetables was not a place of merit, and it was not worthy of his nostalgia!
Chapter completed!