"Clam~~~~"

In the battle formation, Lin Zhao waved his sword and pushed away a cold arrow, turned around and pointed directly at a group of powerful snake archers, shouting: "Turn right and rush out of them!"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone followed Lin Zhao in a row and then galloped away. A group of iron cavalry rushed into the crowd of powerful snake archers. The snake people had no chance to shoot arrows in the short distance. They hurriedly abandoned the battle bow and pulled out an iron sword from their waists. But there was no time. The iron cavalry in the snowy Tianchi flew past, and sword lights flashed, chopping the snake heads all over the ground.

"Roar into the demon clan's crowd!"

Lin Zhao pulled the reins and shouted in a low voice: "Let them not shoot arrows at will!"

"good!"

Everyone followed closely. At this moment, Lin Zhao was the only beacon in the snowy Tianchi Lake.

However, although the iron cavalry killed countless demon clans, the damage in the impact was getting worse. In the midst of the chaos, Huaping was hit by a sixth-level martial artist in the demon clan. She hurriedly launched a magic spell in a scream, but there was no chance. In a blink of an eye, a demon clan sword cultivator pierced the heart, and then a group of demon soldiers rushed over, and various swords pierced the girl's body.

"Draw the screen!"

Wu Zhi turned around and looked, her pretty face pale.

This is the first of the ten people in the villa on the mountaintop, and it is the youngest and cute painting screen.

"Continue to rush forward!"

Lin Zhao was also sad when he died in the battle in Huaping, but he had no time to be sad. He waved his sword and led everyone forward to rush forward. Anyway, he was going to die, so let's kill more. The more demons the Iron Cavalry in the Snowland Tianchi killed, the smoother the Tianfu strategy would be.

There were more and more demon cultivators around, and even many demon cultivators of the Nine Realm and Tenth Realm were waiting for an opportunity to win some military achievements before Lin Zhao and others were about to die.

A sword cultivator of the Nine Realm Demon Clan rose into the air and slashed into the air with a fierce sword.

Suddenly, two seventh-level monks in Donghu and Wu Lian died tragically on the spot, and their bodies were cut into many ways, and even the war horses under their crotch were also shattered.

"Damn it!"

Lin Zhao suddenly jumped up from the horse's back, and after igniting a golden speed talisman, the God of War buzzed, and a fierce punch fell from the sky, directly knocking the nine-level sword cultivator from the air. Then a golden amulet and a golden evil-breaking talisman followed, shouting in a low voice: "Get out the sword together and kill him!"

In an instant, Wu Zhi, Luo Yang and others all used flying swords, and Lin Zhao's bright moon also flew out. Everyone's flying swords slashed towards the heart of the Nine-level sword cultivator, almost instantly blasting his body to the point of death and vanished.

However, Donghu and Wu Lian were also killed in battle.

As soon as the Ninth Realm Sword Cultivator died, a cold light flashed through the air. He was a demon warrior holding a spear. The spear light flashed and the spear head penetrated into the throat of Zhuzhi, a martial artist in the seventh Realm. The opponent's speed was too fast that Zhuzhi had no time to react and was killed in a blink of an eye.

"Next!"

The warrior holding a spear was a marching sea realm. His body was circling, and the spear head was like a poisonous snake. The next moment, he penetrated into the heart of Gu Luan, a martial artist in the seventh realm.

"Damn..."

Gu Luan endured the severe pain, grabbed the spear head with both hands and pedaled to the throat of the sea-traveling martial artist.

"I still think I didn't die happily enough?"

The demon clan sneered in the sea realm, and his palm squirted gently. The entire spear spiral suddenly rotated. The martial arts qi lingered around the spear, instantly shattering Gu Luan's body, truly shattering to pieces.

"die!"

The moment he killed Gu Luan, a figure had already fallen from the sky. Lin Zhao had already ignited the next speed talisman and punched the face of the martial artist in the sea. The god of war buzzed, and the fire qilin inside his body roared. The eighth-level martial artist's punch was at least half a tenth level. This punch instantly made the martial artist in the sea land land with a gun.

"Damn it!"

The demon clan roared lowly on the sea realm, and the spear pierced out as soon as it landed, heading straight for Lin Zhao's heart.

However, before a shot was completely stabbed, he punched Chen Yu in his arm, and then Luo Yang and Wu Zhi each had a sword in the back. When he wanted to turn around, a seventh-level spiritual cultivator fell from the sky and was in flames. It was Miye, a seventh-level cultivator in the villa on the top of the mountain. Miye sacrificed his life and knocked the opponent back to the ground, but he also punched his chest and flew out of the air. He was instantly dismembered by a group of monsters.

Lin Zhao punched another moment, and in an instant, a silver light flew out of Yunjian Lake, piercing the martial artsman of the demon clan like lightning. He then swept over with a fierce sword and chopped his head away!

In the villa on the top of the mountain, the three of them fought off the bamboo branches, Gu Luan and Zi Ye, and finally killed the demon clan warrior in the sea-traveling realm!

...

"Continue to rush!"

Lin Zhao turned around and continued to rush forward with everyone. Once he was entangled by the other monks, many people would die soon. But even so, there were very few people following Lin Zhao, with only a few dozen people and less than a hundred riders.

"It's almost done..."

The big demon jade rooster stood among the crowd, frowned slightly and said, "You are here in the fifth realm. If you feel that you want to earn some military achievements or want to play, just go there. As for Lin Zhao, leave it to Lord Bai Lan."

"snort!"

Bai Lan smiled slightly: "Lord Yuqian also knows that I want to collect Lin Zhao's head?"

Yu Ni smiled indifferently and didn't want to speak.

In fact, with Lin Zhao's strategy and courage, there are 1,000 Yu Gu who want to recruit this person. Whether it is your own strategist or your own pioneer in the future, it will definitely increase the combat power of the demon clan a lot. Unfortunately, if it is not my race, the will of the mind will be different. Even if Yu Gu wants to recruit Lin Zhao, the entire demon clan will not agree.

After all, under the leadership of Lin Zhao, how many demon clans have the 4,000 human soldiers killed in the mere Death Camp, Chengfeng Camp, Fenwei Camp, and Tiebu Camp? It is almost half the military tent!

...

Dusk, dusk.

The moment night fell, the battlefield was full of dangers. Accompanied by the seventh-level cultivator Feng Yue's scream, a sword tip pierced from her chest, and behind her was a sword cultivator of the eleventh-level Return Realm Demon Clan!

"Damn..."

Luo Yang was so nervous that he was both disintegrating. He raised his long sword and blasted out a wisp of detoured sword energy, and headed straight for the demon's forehead.

"It's a little bit obvious, but you'll die faster!"

The sword cultivator of Guizhen Realm laughed and cut off Feng Yue's body in half with one sword, and a sword rushed towards Luo Yang.

"careful!"

Shu Zhi handed out a sword and turned into a sword curtain to cover Luo Yang's retreat. At the same time, the flying sword in his life shot away.

"Take a fuck!"

The sword cultivator in Guizhen Realm laughed and raised his hand to avoid Wu Zhi's natal flying sword. At the same time, he gently pinched Wu Zhi's natal flying sword in his hand. He twisted it gently. The flying sword made a sound of gold and stone clashing, and it was crushed directly. Then the great demon started a sword, and one of Wu Zhi's right arms was slashed down at once.

"Baizhi!"

When Lin Zhao looked back, it was too late. The other party was in the upper five realms, and it came too fast and silently!

"Lin Zhao..."

The flying sword of Shu Zhi was destroyed and his arm was broken. He was already spitting blood in his mouth. In a blink of an eye, his body was blown away by the opponent's sword energy, landed in the distance, and was flooded by the rolling demon clan crowd.

"Sister Wu Zhi!"

Luo Yang roared, and his whole body was filled with sword light and rushed towards the eleventh realm monster.

But the strength of the two sides was too disparate. The Guizhen Realm Sword Cultivator sneered and started a sword. Suddenly, all the sword auras around Luo Yang were smashed, and his body was divided into two and he was killed on the spot!

"A damn..."

Mu Qi punched the other party hard on the back of the head.

"Just you?!"

The monster suddenly turned around and handed it out with a sword. It immediately cut Mu Jue and blood and bones flew out. In the wind, a demon clan Tianyuan Realm martial artist fell from the sky and punched Mu Jue to the ground with a fierce punch. His body penetrated deep into the ground, and the whole earth trembled violently.

"snort?"

The great demon in Tianyuan Realm slowly pulled out a bloody claw from Mu Qi's chest, put it on the corner of his mouth and licked it, and said with a smile: "This feels so good... When we go south, all the fresh flesh and blood of the human race will belong to us..."

...

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, and he gently touched the hilt of the ancient sword behind him, and said in his heart: "It's already reached the limit. Does Sister Bai have the ability to send His Royal Highness Yu back to the Snowy Tianchi? He always has to leave some blood for the royal family of the Shang Dynasty."

"Can."

A ray of light swept through like a strong wind, instantly swept Chen Yu's body and flew towards the snowy Tianchi Lake.

"I don't!!!"

Chen Yu roared in the light and begged that she was unwilling to survive alone. The snowy Tianchi Lake has been wiped out. Chu Huaixi is dead, everyone is dead. Even Lin Zhao will definitely die next. What is the meaning of living alone? What is the hope?

...

"Okay, it's our turn."

Suddenly, a ray of sword intent was shrouded in the air, and the great demon Bai Lan appeared, at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm, and his strong sword intent was like a brilliant sun, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

As soon as Bai Lan appeared, the other monks of the upper fifth realm demon clan retreated one after another, for fear of provoking this taboo to get angry. Then there is no difference between drawing a sword to kill monsters and killing people.

"Bai Lan!"

Lin Zhao gently patted the war horse under his crotch and let it go, while he floated back dozens of steps, stood on a small hill, and looked at the sword cultivator of the Thirteenth Realm Demon Clan from afar.

"It's not bad, I actually recognize me!"

Bai Lan hugged her arms and said with a smile: "I will take your head with the order of Lord Yu's name."

"Can!"

Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "But the premise is to have this ability."

"little things!"

Bai Lan sneered, his expression full of rebelliousness: "What are you? How dare you talk to me like this? Oh..."

He suddenly remembered something and smiled, "I remember, you look very similar to a person. Ten years ago, I asked Jian Tianchi Mountain in the Twelve Realm, but I was blocked by a human warrior. Tsk, this human warrior named Lin Zhengxi is your father, right? Hahaha, he died miserable, and every bone in his body was crushed by me. That head, a layer of skin wrapped around his brain, Tsk, it's like the kind of soup dumplings you humans love to eat..."

"Stop your mouth!"

Lin Zhao felt that every hair of his hair was standing up, and this anger had almost made him lose his mind.

"Tsk tsk..."

The big monster Bai Lan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Wu Hou Yue Hao of the human race, and Chu Huaixi from your snowy Tianchi are all killed by me. I have no other preference in my life, but I just like to kill famous generals or masters of the human race. Look here..."

He pointed to a scar on his forehead and smiled and said, "The strongest human race I have met in my life is Wen Liang. This sword is his masterpiece. Unfortunately, Wen Liang was exhausted by Feng Yan. It was so ugly that he died. As for Lin Zhao, you are the commander of the three armies of the human race. I will give you a pleasure. A sword will turn you into ashes and see your dead ghost parents!"

...

Lin Zhao was extremely sad and angry.

He slowly raised his hand, held the handle of the ancient sword, and said softly: "Sister Bai, is that OK?"

"It's OK."
Chapter completed!