Go for it!

Shen Feng felt the excitement of the King of Swords, and then he waved his hand gently.

The King of Ten Thousand Swords instantly turned into a stream of light and flew high into the sky.

As it flew high into the sky, then

Hundreds of thousands of swords in Li City rose into the sky like sword rain and began to surround him.

It is as if these swords are all soldiers now, waiting for their king to mobilize them.

Buzz!

The King of Ten Thousand Swords made a soft sound, and as it made a soft sound, the hundreds of thousands of swords shot towards the tens of thousands of monks of the Hidden Dragon Sect in the distance like a rain of swords.

No, everyone, leave quickly.

Looking at the dense rain of swords, Miao Cheng felt his scalp numb and shouted to the large group of monks behind him.

Puff ba ba ba

However, his words were too late. Those who were weak, especially the monks whose strength was less than that of a war commander, were directly pierced by these flying swords and then shot to death in the air.

As for the masters at the Warmaster level, some were seriously injured, and there were even very few casualties.

After these flying swords were shot out, they shot back again, hitting these Hidden Dragon Sect monks with another wave of harvest.

Over and over again, more than half of the Hidden Dragon Sect's monks were killed or injured, and only about 4,000 of the remaining ones were still capable of fighting.

Everyone was shocked.
Chapter completed!