At the top of the Bashar divine Mountain, Lin Mo looked at the legions that were getting closer and closer, his eyes were cold as he leapt straight down from the top of the mountain, one man rushing towards the thousands of horses.
The sword was sheathed at his waist, and the sword aura covered the sky and tore through the earth, even the tank army was like paper mache in the face of this severe sword aura.
With a single blow from the Tai Ah Divine Sword, a hundred people were killed, and the remains of the sword were all over the ground.
“Zhao Nan Yue of the Zhao Clan has dropped 80,000 Zhao Clan Tiger Guards to come to the aid of Amba*sador Zhen Yue!”
“My Basha Divine Mountain is not a paper tiger either, disciples, follow me to charge and kill!”
Lin Mo looked at the Ba Sha Divine Mountain disciples as well as the Zhao Family Tiger Guards that were coming after him, a smile flashed across his cold as frost face.
“D*mn you, give me death!”
The crown prince at the side carried a rocket launcher and fired wildly at the enemy in the distance.
Lin Mo’s Tai Ah blade in his hand grew heavier and heavier as he leapt up into the air.
“I have a sword that can open mountains, break rivers, and slash jackals!”
Lin Mo seemed to have touched something in this instant, it was the threshold of a Zong Shi.
“Chop!”
A hundred meters of sword qi spanned the void and cut through the army of the Wanxiang Kingdom, unstoppable, a hundred thousand troops were directly cut off by one office.
“Devil, he’s a devil!” ,
“Run, how can we possibly defeat the devil ……”
“I don’t want to die here, my mother is still at home waiting for me to return.”
Whether it was panic, disbelief, or prayer, they were all useless in front of Lin Mo’s raging sword energy, and were instantly cut in half, with corpses strewn across the field.
The surviving soldiers gathered together and looked at Lin Miao in the distance with the sound of the sky, all with a strong fear in their eyes.
Zat Wanliu looked at Lin Mo, who looked like a god descending from the sky, and smashed everything he could hysterically. As a wise man, he knew that he would probably never be able to kill Lin Mo in his lifetime.
At this time, a flock of …. thousand paper cranes.
Compared to the battlefield, which was littered with corpses, the thousand paper cranes, which were as white as snow, seemed to be an extreme.
The thousand paper cranes swayed and flew towards the Wanxiang Kingdom’s army.
The Zatvanliu in the rear instinctively felt that something was wrong, but seeing that it was indeed just a flock of thousand paper cranes, he did not say anything.
“Are these the angels sent to save us?”
A soldier looked at the slowly floating paper cranes with a hopeful gaze and reached out his left hand to them.
The next moment, the soldier’s left hand that touched the wings of the paper crane was directly cut off, with a very neat break.
In the next moment, miserable shouts of pain erupted from the entire legion.
“Ah, my left hand, ah my day ……”
“My arm, my arm is gone.”
“These aren’t angelic paper cranes at all, they’re demonic paper cranes instead!”
“Devils, the Chinese are devils!”
Zat Wanliu looked at the instant scene of corpses strewn all over the army with eyes wide open, not caring to continue smashing things, he hurriedly picked up the intercom and shouted.
“All soldiers fall back immediately! Fall back!”
The originally raging army of the Wanxiang Kingdom was routed in a few simple blows, and the whole earth was dyed red with blood.
Countless paper cranes danced in the wind, and the lives of the soldiers of the Wanxiang Kingdom faded away in the wind.
Lin Mo twisted his head to look, only to see the green shadow not far away waving at him with a smile on his face.
“No more than chasing and killing, come back.”
Although Lin Mo’s tone was flat, it clearly spread to the ears of everyone in the room under the augmentation of his spiritual power.
Zhao Nan Yue and You Li stepped forward, somewhat puzzled.
“Why don’t we ride out the victory now and completely wipe out the Wanxiang Kingdom’s army, hitting them hard and painfully.”
Lin Mo smiled faintly, his mountain-like aura growing more and more majestic.
“Because, I’ve already touched the threshold of a Patriarch!”