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Volume 1 The Rise of Cannon Fodder Chapter 41 Fingers Tongxuan

?                                 The scene was very awkward at one point.

The extremely serious practitioner and the army of Wuji Kingdom were stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Ming carefully, and whispered: "I'm afraid this guy who came to save people is scared, right?"

"How did Yan State find such a live treasure?"

"Being able to save someone alone means that he has a brain problem, so it should be normal for this situation now."

Chen Mingxin said this should be considered a declaration of war, right? Why did you remind me that you haven’t come yet?

"Ding, enter the battlefield, start the array slash count mode, kill 10,000 in formation, and you can achieve success."

Chen Mingxin said this is right. I finally had a chance to achieve success, so I can’t miss it easily.

Zhuo Qingyao looked at Chen Ming with some concern, "Master, let's go straight."

Chen Ming smiled and said, "Do you look down on your master? If they dare to treat you like this, I will teach them a profound enough lesson! A memory that will never be forgotten and can be written into the history of the Crow Kingdom."

Chen Ming looked up and there were more than a dozen practitioners entering the Taoist realm in the sky who had released their flying swords and rushed towards him. There was a strong wind and fire, and thunder flashed. In Chen Ming's right hand, magic power burst and poured onto the Su Wang Sword. A three-meter-long sword energy spread on the Su Wang Sword. Facing more than ten flying swords, Chen Ming slashed forward with one sword, and the Su Wang Sword Technique broke the Nine Mountains with one sword!

Just like a sharp sword slashed on a roll of reeds, more than ten flying swords were shattered, and the sword energy of the Su King directly repelled more than ten flying swords like a slaughter. More than ten cultivators were swept by the sword energy and slashed back several steps!

"What kind of strength is this person?"

"He can't see through his cultivation!"

"I'm afraid I'm a great practitioner!"

"How could Yan State invite someone with such terrifying strength?"

"He must have used some secret technique that cannot last. If we continue to attack, I don't believe that he can compete with the whole country alone!"

The generals in the army also saw something wrong, "Shoot, shoot me archery!"

A rain of arrows flew in the sky, flying towards Chen Ming. Chen Ming turned his head and said, "Do not be hurt."

Chen Ming stepped forward with his sword, not caring about arrow rain at all. Zhuo Qingyao was only thirteen years old and petite, so he could hide behind him. However, Chen Ming was still a little worried. The rolling magic power formed a barrier in front of him. Every time Chen Ming took a step, he shattered the stone steps under his feet and rushed directly to the front of thousands of troops alone.

He didn't want to be attacked from both sides. He was fine, but Zhuo Qingyao couldn't resist it.

The three-meter-long sword energy swept across and directly cut dozens of soldiers into two pieces. Chen Ming stepped forward again, and then fell down with another sword, killing dozens of soldiers.

Chen Ming waved the Su Wang sword and the sword energy swept the whole audience. Every time he swung the sword, dozens of soldiers lost their lives.

With one sword slashing forward, there was a ten-foot gully. With one sword swept across, it was directly cut in half!

The practitioners in the sky would not allow Chen Ming to kill among the soldiers, and attacked Chen Ming one after another. At this moment, Chen Ming was thinking about a question: Should I try the power of a finger Tongxuan and the magic of immortal arts? But he was afraid that after using a finger Tongxuan directly, the other party would be scared away.

Chen Ming thought for a moment, looked at more than 20 practitioners flying towards him, inserted the Su Wang sword in front of him, "Tongxuan with one finger!"

The magic power surged between his fingers, directly draining the magic power of his Taoist palace. More than 20 practitioners clearly felt the fatal danger. The magic power condensed between Chen Ming's fingers was too terrifying!

In the sky, floating clouds condensed into a vortex in front of him. From the vortex, a blue giant finger flew out. Everything around the blue giant finger was collapsing and could not bear the pressure of this giant finger.

As soon as he fell down, the ground exploded instantly, causing a ripples. All the soldiers who were affected by the ripples turned into powder and were affected by the ripples coughed up blood in their mouths and fell from the sky. Under this finger, most of the imperial city was directly smashed and then sank into the big pit blasted out by the finger Tongxuan.

For a moment, the earth shook, the earth cracked, revealing abyss. On the ground where Tongxuan landed, a large pit of ten feet deep and dozens of feet in a radius appeared!

Chen Ming reached out and lifted the Su Wang Sword, "It's indeed a magical art, extraordinary power!"

"Ding, kill three thousand two hundred and seventeen."

"Ding, kill three thousand two hundred and twenty-eight."

"Ding, kill three thousand two hundred and fifty-four."

.........

Chen Ming looked at the ground, only the practitioners who entered the Taoist realm were still surviving. As an ordinary soldier, the terrain changed greatly due to Chen Ming's finger and was buried under the collapsed imperial city.

The reason why the demon king is a demon king is because of this. They may not be able to kill so many of them, but as long as they take action, they will basically collapse and break through the earth.

Chen Ming's finger Tongxuan is a relatively powerful spell even among the demon kings.

The practitioners and soldiers who came to siege finally understood, "This is... a king-level destructive power..."

"Here is a king..."

"Our enemy is a king..."

However, the practitioner does not think as much as the sergeant. Someone said, "He is not the human king. He has used the secret technique of explosion. Now the magic power in his body must have dried up. Follow me and kill him!"

"Even if he is let go this time, won't he come next time? Only by killing him can we eliminate future troubles forever!"

Countless soldiers and cultivators rushed towards Chen Ming again, like a torrent of steel. Chen Ming waved the Su Wang sword in his hand, and the three-meter-long sword energy surged out again. Chen Ming fell one sword after another, and each sword fell, dozens of soldiers or cultivators died.

At this time, it was not Chen Ming who retreated under the siege of tens of thousands of troops and practitioners, but the enemy retreated, but Chen Ming was constantly moving forward!

More than two thousand soldiers were killed and injured, and seven or eight practitioners entering the Taoist realm finally had one practitioner who had finished Chen Ming's body. He slashed Chen Ming's chest with a knife. Chen Ming's robe was broken, and the long sword fell on Chen Ming's chest, revealing the sound of metal and iron clashing. The long sword in the cultivator's hand was directly broken!

Chen Ming stretched out his left hand, grabbed the practitioner's neck, threw it out, and smashed a big hole on the ground.

Chen Mingtu jumped and jumped again. Whenever there was an attack coming towards him, he would block directly to avoid hurting Zhuo Qingyao behind him.

The generals and practitioners who attacked Chen Ming around also discovered this, "The attack on Zhuo Qingyao behind him, he came here to save Zhuo Qingyao!"

"It's not that easy for him to protect Zhuo Qingyao!"

"Attack Zhuo Qingyao and hold him back!"
Chapter completed!
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