The blood lion didn't know how many claws it had broken off.

Although the Guiyi Army, which regarded death as home, strengthened its strength, the powerful strength crushed it and made it despair step by step.

Boom!

Another sword attack came.

This time, the sword demon's entire body turned into a sharp sword.

The sharp sword carried unstoppable power and split the blood lion into two halves with one strike.

The boundless power of the military soul began to scatter.

But with a slight grip of the sharp sword in the sword demon's hand, in an instant, the power of the military soul in the world was captured back.

At the same time, the strength of the rebel soldiers on the ground was also rapidly declining.

Facing endless monsters, they have lost their ability to resist.

"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

Seeing the soldiers under his command being devoured, Zhang Yichao's eyes were filled with blood and tears.

His lower body has been completely corroded into white bones, and his clothes have become tattered, like rags.

But even so, the sharp sword in his hand was still waving tirelessly.

There were three-eyed demons that pierced his body with lasers, and there were also three-legged demons that pierced his heart with sharp blades...

When he was about to die, he suddenly saw thick smoke and dust rising from the horizon, and a terrifying momentum instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

In mid-air, the sword soul greedily sucking the power of the military soul saw the smoke and dust appear.

A smile appeared on his face again:
Chapter completed!