Deschamps stayed in the 8th level of Great Perfection for not too long. Although he had been imagining the scene of his breakthrough in his mind, he also understood very well that it was really not easy to make a breakthrough.

He has heard more than once that many strong men can only stay in level 8 for the rest of their lives. Although he never thought he would be so deteriorated, he never expected that he would break through to the sword saint at such a young age. As expected, his father is still relatively wise. He has always opposed himself to take various wrong paths, even if it is just a little medicine that can increase the amount of fighting spirit, he will not give it to himself.

He often said: "The foundation depends on yourself to lay the foundation, so that the road ahead will be easier!"

As expected... Alas! On this battlefield, I actually remembered my father again. It seems that I really have to find some time to do my duty as a strict father.

He slowly put down his covered palm, and a bloody handprint appeared on him. I don’t know if he was crying or laughing. The hideous tiger face was like a demon’s mark, making people shudder!

William was scared! Because he confirmed that this tiger man who had just lost to his feet and was breathing through the 9th level sword saint! God! That bloody handprint made him feel chilled from his heart!

This cannot be blamed for being timid, it is innate human beings. The fear of the strong enemy comes from deep down and no one can avoid it.

William's performance was actually quite good. Although he was a little scared, wearing a full-coverage helmet made him look like a calm rock! He pulled out his knight's sword, calmed his mind, and injected the remaining fighting spirit into the sword...

Isn’t it just admitting defeat? Even if I admit defeat, will the person in front of me let him go?

He smiled bitterly, hoping that Lord Lin Tian would do it soon!

Now the tiger man who felt so awesome now had enough laughter. He grabbed a two-handed sword from the warrior beside him, and then went down with a playful sword. A shocking half-month slash was shaking his hand and quickly slashed towards William.

I can't hide! I can't hide! I can only take it head-on!

Helpless William could only pluck the greatest fighting spirit, hold the sword tightly in his hands, and take the action...

"puff!"

The sword is broken! The armor is broken! The man flies! The horse is divided!

William's long sword was cut off by the indestructible half-moon slash. The heavy armor on his body didn't last long, and was instantly broken by the armor. The remaining fighting energy was slashed on him. He could only crazily mobilize all the protective fighting energy that could be mobilized, and then flew out according to the trend...

To some extent, this can reduce the damage suffered by the body. Unfortunately, he can fly, but his BMW cannot fly. Even though he is wearing thick horse armor, the BMWs that have followed William for many years have been injured in the previous hit, and this time they were directly cut into two.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two personal guards who had been watching the game immediately stepped forward and dragged William, who was half dead, back... The guy took a ruthless move, and a big hole was cut in his chest and abdomen, and he was about to lose his life.

Deschamps laughed and was about to kill William when he was taken away.

With a whistle, the light and heavy cavalry still rushing in front of the injured coach. They rushed towards the direction of Deschamps and rushed towards the Sword Saint, which was obviously a way out. They had to do this. If the coach died, everyone would have to die...

The cavalry who was preparing to buy some time for the commander was very cleverly chosen the endless scattered soldiers array. Although the level 9 sword saint bull **, if he really wanted to make him not resist, he would make others poke in the face. Even if he had the body-protected fighting spirit, it would not be so wasteful... The fighting spirit slash would consume even more, and it would be too wasteful when the enemy was not dense.

Deschamps killed for a while, and was a little upset. Seeing that the seriously injured opponent was about to stay away, he was furious and prepared to use a ranged attack that consumed extremely fighting spirit...

"Marson! Look behind!" A tiger guard shouted to Deschamps with red eyes in horror.

Deschamps turned around and saw, I'll wipe...

At the front are 40 golden dragon-slaying warriors who have been blessed with acceleration... illusion!

An old trick! The so-called one trick will be eaten all over the world!

Deschamps is not a Saint Seiya, so Lin Tian naturally would not refuse, letting these illusions attract firepower again.

In the sky, in the mid-air behind the golden warrior's illusion, all kinds of strange creatures were flying carefully, and they were all very powerful...

4 four-winged battle angels, 4 fairy dragons, 4 rust dragons...

16 Archangels, 16 Emerald Dragons, 16 Golden Dragons, 14 Black Dragons, 14 Shadow Dragons...

28 poisonous scorpion lions, 350 silver pegasus knights, 560 obsidian ghosts, 240 harps...

There are 320 royal griffins constantly climbing in the air...

It's even more exaggerated on the ground.

4 Yunxiao Titans are leading the way...

16 Titans, 16 Obsidian Trolls, 40 authentic golden dragon-slaying warriors...

72 Paladins, 56 Queens of Naga, 56 Rakshasa Kings... The slow-moving ancient tree of war was abandoned again.

180 golden unicorns, 140 lamp gods, 120 cold-blooded cavalry, 5 nomadic cavalry, 1 wild boar cavalry... They followed behind and charged at a constant speed.

The last one is the slow-moving long-range magic square... without any melee cover, because it is not necessary at all.

8 great magicians, 28 shadow matriarchs, 180 priests, 180 arhats, 360 great druids, 280 ** masters, 140 Queen Medusa, 120 evil eye snatchers, 570 forest snatchers, and the largest 1,800 sharpshooters...

Lin Tian did not have time to summon any melee troops to escort them. In fact, there was no need for this, and his troops were still here to make a final decision.

Careful readers should see that among the troops summoned by Lin Tian at this time, there were no Hell tribes, and the King of the Dungeons and the Kowtows, who were not summoned. This was mainly to worry about the allies of other countries on the battlefield, not the troops of the Holy Griffon Kingdom. In order to prevent anyone from talking about Hell and the Taurus, he was too lazy to summon it. From another perspective, there was no need to summon it. His military strength was relatively strong. The opponent was an almost disabled orc...

The more than 400,000 human coalition commanded by William is awesome compared to the so-called human army that Lin Tian encountered before. To be honest, Lin Tian did not expect this guy to fight like this. Although William's troops suffered heavy losses, the Deschamps troops that were facing them were not much better.
Chapter completed!