When the old man, the God of War, saw Lin Bai being chased all over the sky by a king-level war spirit, he immediately laughed wildly: "Next, I'll let you taste some more pain. Ten thousand war spirits, come out."
The old man, the God of War, took a picture of the trial field again, and ten thousand ordinary war spirits emerged and charged towards Lin Bai fiercely.
"hateful!"
Lin Bai was thinking of ways to kill the king-level war spirit, but he didn't expect that the old man, the God of War, wouldn't give him any time to think.
Summon tens of thousands of ordinary fighting spirits and rush forward to defeat Lin Bai!
"Sword Intent Shrouds!"
brush!
At the moment when tens of thousands of fighting spirits rushed forward, an invisible sword intent enveloped Lin Bai within a hundred meters.
"kill!"
Shrouded in the sword intent, the fighting spirits that rushed into the realm of the sword intent were shattered one by one by invisible sharp swords.
"He actually understood the meaning of the sword!"
The old man, God of War, was shocked.
Seeing Lin Bai displaying his sword intent, the old God of War's face looked very ugly, as gloomy as ice, and his eyes were dim.
Chapter completed!