More than three thousand people were actually killed in such a short period of time. What was the origin of the other party? But it is certain that it was definitely not a human being. Fortunately, the marshal was not in the mansion, otherwise he would not have been able to escape the disaster tonight.
"Fire the arrows, let me fire the arrows quickly, shoot that damn guy to death!" The five leaders of the Tiangong Division quickly gave the order.
Whoosh whoosh——
Thousands of arrows were fired in volley, and the arrows wrapped in various soul power rays fell into the Marshal's Mansion like a violent storm.
"roar!"
The white-haired swordsman looked up to the sky and roared angrily. Following the movement of his sword, he spun like a top, bringing a fierce storm of sword blades towards the outside of the Marshal's Mansion to strangle him.
Thousands of arrows shot towards it were crushed to pieces in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
The sword storm brought by the white-haired swordsman broke through the gate of the Marshal's Mansion and entered the crowd.
Those soldiers were unable to withstand the terrifying power of the white-haired sword. Anyone who came within two hundred meters of the white-haired swordsman was instantly strangled into a pile of minced meat.
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"That's...what's going on?"
When Mu Bai and others followed Brooke to the outside of the Marshal's Mansion, they were stunned when they saw the horrific and bloody scene in front of them.
Twenty thousand soldiers were attacked by a sword storm by a white-haired swordsman, and nearly half were killed or injured. What kind of strength is this?
Brooke stopped, his legs were trembling, and his originally confident face now became extremely frightened. He took a breath and said, "That...that's the devil."
Jian Wuhui saw the figure of the white-haired swordsman clearly, and was shocked and said: "No! That's the Crazy Blood Sword Master! The strongest master of the orc tribe!"
Mubai looked at the bloody scene in front of him and almost vomited out what he had eaten for the afternoon. The pungent smell of blood wafted in the air, which was unbearable.
At this time, when he heard Jian Wuhui's words, he was shocked and said: "What? Is he a saint-level master of the beast tribe?"
Ying said in a deep voice: "The name of the Mad Blood Sword Master is extremely loud in the northern ice fields. He is known as the God of Killing. If we are targeted by it, we won't even be able to escape."
Mubai managed to maintain a trace of calmness and said: "It seems that the orcs are preparing to invade, so they will send a master tonight to disrupt the deployment of the fortress."