Like a gorgeous meteor shower.

Wan Shen, who was rushing to the front, grinned silently and suddenly held the sword in both hands, raised the sword high and over the top, the sword body was bathed in the sun, and the scars on the sword body were extremely eye-catching.

The gods holding the sword in both hands are afraid, and the body is stretched naturally, just like the most ordinary jumping and slashing.

From top to bottom, slashed down with one sword.

Without light or roar, the surging blood wall suddenly became concave, and countless pieces of blood were like gushing blood rain, shooting out from the blood wall.

The blood wall was divided into two, revealing a gap of more than ten feet wide.

The monks were afraid of Ximen Jue, who was beside him, looked indifferent. She held a mini bow that looked like a child's toy. The bow was very small, but it was extremely well-made. The green bow body was like two green snakes tangled heads and tails. The two snake heads were located at both ends of the bow, which happened to bite the ends of the bow string. The bow string was a very rare red, bright red.

She followed Wan Shenwei, without any intention of taking action.

He Nanshan, who was watching the battle in the distance, suddenly changed his face, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

The slash just now...

That person is... all gods are afraid!

He Nanshan suddenly felt a little dry and shocked, and there was such a strong man in Tianwaitian!

Today's strong people, Emperor Sheng and Dai Gang, are standing side by side, and beside the two, there is a red devil. Needless to say, LeBron's strength is, although he has been defeated repeatedly, His Majesty thinks he is the third in the world.

As for the Red Devil, Marshal Ye personally told him that the strength of the Red Devil is second only to His Majesty and is the second person in the Kingdom of God. Looking at the world, it is probably only in the joy of being happy.

But today, when He Nanshan witnessed the power of fear of all gods, he realized that the strong people in the world thought more than he did!

A little uneasy arose in his heart.

The masters are different, and their impact on the battlefield is also different. If the slash just now falls into the battle formation, it will definitely be a heavy blow to morale. The master is a breaker on the local battlefield, and the strongest among the masters have even more amazing destructive power.

He suddenly felt that the speed of the battle formation was a little slow, and he couldn't help but shout: "Start up!"

At this moment, more than a thousand people dived, dragging their long light tails and crashing into the blood wall.

He Nanshan couldn't help but stare at the collision with expectation. The blood wall was large in scale and very thick, and it was not easy for them to break through such a blood wall. Moreover, the blood bird was not afraid of death. As long as it did not die, it would entangle the enemy wildly.

More than two hundred people rushing in front suddenly roared in unison.

"God fears!"

The light around the two hundred people was dazzling, like two hundred suns. The weapons in their hands were buzzing, as if they were echoing each other.

If Ai Hui saw this scene, he would be shocked, because it has the same effect as his Thunder Sword. Their weapons are not the same, but their energy is echoing, but the rhythm is completely consistent.

More than two hundred weapons were cut off at the same time.

The blood wall exploded like a huge blood-colored firework, with hundreds of red blood flowing in all directions. Each blood flow could see rolling blood birds and countless broken bones of the remaining limbs.

After a meeting, the blood wall shattered with a bang!

The God-Fear Warrior, whose remaining momentum is still alive, lands on the ground like a heavy hammer.

Boom!

It can be clearly seen from the sky that just around the Shenwei tribe, the soil on the ground was like soft water waves, rising and falling.

The blood beast running wildly along the ground towards the Shenwei tribe, stood unsteadily on the wrinkled soil of the water waves and rolled into a ball.

When the blood beasts got up again, the hideousness on their faces disappeared, and their eyes were filled with fear and fear. They whimpered in a low voice, suddenly burst into pieces, and turned around and fled in all directions. The blood beasts used to rush to the formation were violent and had low intelligence, but their intuition was not slow. They instinctively felt that the small group of people ahead was extremely dangerous, which was the possibility of their food chain being upstream.

Afraid of existence.

He Nanshan's face became extremely ugly, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger, and he realized the danger.

In the camp, soldiers kept coming out of the camp tent, and only about 50% of the soldiers who had completed the assembly were gathering.

The time is too short!

He thought that the blood wall could at least block the enemy for a moment, so that they could use a moment to complete the assembly. They were well-trained and could complete the assembly by giving them a moment.

More than two hundred god-fearing warriors, to be precise, are two hundred and seventy-four people.

Their movements were neat and uniform, and they stepped on the ground suddenly. The radius of fifty feet was like being pressed by an invisible palm, forming a perfect circular deep pit, like a mold pressing.

Two hundred and seventy-four figures rose into the air at the same time, drawing a beautiful parabola, like a stone bullet thrown by a catapult, and pounced towards the fortifications on the edge of the camp!

He Nanshan blurted out: "Stop them!"

Although the soldiers stationed in the garrison were panicked, the daily hard training had long been imprinted into their bodies. The blood cultivation captain in the fortifications roared: "Attack!"

Black balls shot out, exploded in the air, turning into a bunch of blood mist, spreading. The thick blood mist instantly enveloped the area ahead of the fortifications.

The blood mist bomb refined by the Beast Gu Palace, the blood mist that is overflowing is highly toxic and does not harm the blood cultivator at all, but is extremely fatal to the Yuan cultivator.

However, the Divine Fear Division shocked the Blood Cultivators again, and they whistled from the blood mist without any damage.

boom!

The attack exactly the same as before was like a heavy hammer with thunder, hitting the towering fortifications on the edge of the camp.

A gap of more than fifty feet wide appeared in the continuous and towering fortifications.

The two ends of the gap are neatly cut out with a knife. The ground is concave for several feet, and flat bricks and blood can be vaguely seen inside.

Wan Shenwei held the heavy sword and grinned at the panicked Blood Cultivator in the camp, then walked towards the inside of the camp.

He didn't walk fast, as if he was walking in a leisurely manner.

The huge camp was silent, and everyone's throat seemed to be strangled by a palm.

One by one, one by one, followed by the fear of the gods, and Xin walked into the room.

Table Tennis!

A crisp sound of glass breaking through the silence, and the blood-colored light curtain covering the sky above the camp shattered with a bang. Countless blood-colored shattered lights, like blood stained with flying goose feathers.

A sad and sad atmosphere enveloped the camp.

They were trampled on the camp, were so scared that they dared not move, but they were ridiculed and ridiculed by the God-Fear Judgment countless times.

Everyone's eyes were immediately red. They never lacked courage and pride. They were not rookies who had just started the battlefield. They never thought they should fail.

"kill!"

A team that had already assembled, the captain roared and rushed towards the gods who were walking towards him. They knew that in front of the enemy, they were like mantis blocking the car, but there were comrades gathering behind them!

There is no lofty belief, only the bloody courage in my heart and the pride that has long been deeply rooted in my bones. I can defeat or die, but I cannot tolerate putting my face in the soil and allowing the enemy to trample on it at will.

Several other teams also rushed forward at the same time.

They just want to be able to hold the enemy for a moment, even if it is a breath!

The gods showed a hint of appreciation, but his steps did not stop, and he was still like walking in the garden. Two Yuan Xiushou beside him met him.

Two Yuan Xiu, one on the left and one on the right, rushed into the enemy like two barbarian bulls.

The guillotine swung by the man on the left seemed to be harvesting wheat. The self-proclaimed elite blood soldiers were as fragile as wheat in front of the sword. Once they met, the entire team was scattered, leaving behind corpses and wounded people on the ground.

The silver spear in the man on the right hand was like pear blossoms, elusive. It kept blooming in the enemy's throat and heart, and blood-cultivating the strong body could not stop fatal damage.

All the gods seemed to have not seen it, and they could not see the corpses on the ground and the enemies rushing towards them.

His eyes firmly locked on He Nanshan in the distance, and walked towards the other side step by step.

There are constant battle departments rushing towards him from all directions!

And the Yuan Xiu around him was like a tiger coming out of a cage and pounced on the enemy.

The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!

At this point, the two sides had close forces and the battle situation was extremely fierce. Wan Shenwei soon discovered that there were more and more enemies around him, and they were surrounded. The enemy had completely abandoned the battle formation and rushed towards them like a tide.

The gods stopped, and he raised the heavy sword in his hand high and shouted in a deep voice: "The gods fear!"

Yuan Xiu, who was fighting with the enemy, suddenly retreated and gathered around the fear of all gods.

They all raised their weapons and roared in unison: "God fears!"

The weapons were heard, and the light around them suddenly surged. The blood cultivator who rushed over seemed to hit an iron wall. He immediately felt a powerful force coming, his head was confused and his body was bounced away.

"God fears!"

Wan Shenwei roared in unison with his comrades behind him, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed down.

Two hundred and seventy-four primordial forces gathered together, turning into a terrifying sword light, and heading forward fiercely.

There are blood cultivation in all directions, but the blood cultivation ahead is the most dense. Everyone knows that the target of fear of Gods is Lord He Nanshan!

The dense crowd made the power of this sword fully demonstrate.

boom!

The thick and cold sword light broke into the dense crowd.

The soil splattered to both sides with broken limbs and flesh. The huge sword light plowed deeply across the ground, and wherever it passed, it was destroyed and flesh flew everywhere.

A smooth road with a width of more than five feet appeared in front of the fear of the gods.

This sword penetrated the front position!

All the blood cultivators along the way died. The blood cultivators around him had a brief shock, but the next moment, they rushed towards the Divine Fear Division even more crazily!

Various blood lights blasted towards the Divine Fear Division like raindrops.

The gods suddenly squatted down slightly, and the other soldiers seemed to hear the order, and everyone bent their knees slightly.

Exhale and open your voice!

What kind of scene is the sound of two hundred and seventy-four people exhaling at the same time? It is like thunder storm on the flat ground, and the turbulent Yuan power fluctuations gather into a circular shock wave.

The close-knit Blood Cultivator's body stiffened, as if he was hit by a stick.

All the gods' fears rose into the air with the gods' fears, as if the ancient wild beasts breaking free from the chains rushed towards He Nanshan in the distance.
Chapter completed!