The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

Just then, Emperor Zun appeared.

And there are countless demon soldiers and generals appearing together...

The sky is full of demon soldiers and generals, countless beyond the horizon, filling the sky, and the sky is full of soldiers and generals under Emperor Zun's command.

They all belong to Emperor Zun Sect, and under the command of Emperor Zun, the critical moment comes.

In fact, these soldiers are only half of Emperor Zun's command, and the other half of the soldiers have not been dispatched, because the final decisive battle has not yet started.

But even if half of the soldiers are dispatched, it is enough to sweep the enemy this time...

"A 2000 million army wants to bully Emperor Zunjiao. It's a joke." Emperor Zun shouted loudly, and his voice spread all over the battlefield.

"promise!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Murderous like a rainbow...

The terrifying sound waves spread wantonly.

Countless Emperor Zun's soldiers and generals shouted in unison to answer Emperor Zun's voice, which can be called a wave of terror.

The 2000 million troops of the Western Sect were made dumplings by the army of the Emperor Zun Sect, and they were besieged in circles, unable to escape.

Immediately, the army of Western Cults flowed like rivers of blood, and their heads piled into mountains.

"Hahaha... so happy!" the Sword Saint laughed.

The generals of Emperor Zun's sect were all excited, fighting the enemy bravely like chicken blood.

The main reason is that Emperor Zun appeared, and Emperor Zun is the backbone and spiritual pillar of Emperor Zun Cult.

In the hearts of the Emperor Zun Sect, as long as Emperor Zun is around, any enemy is just a paper tiger.

And the two Asura Kings, the Patriarch Xuehe and others all had red eyes at this moment, and the Asura tribe suffered heavy casualties, which naturally made them furious.

"That guy, don't bully the weak again, let me meet you for a while." The sword sage shouted and raised his magic weapon, the flying sword.

boom!

The flying sword flew across the sky, with infinite murderous intent, and went straight to Moxiuluo.

Clang!

Moshuluo blocked with his halberd, and the Sword Saint's flying sword was immediately blocked.

The two are actually quite equal in strength, but the sword sage enters the Tao with a sword, and his combat power is strong, so he can leapfrog challenges to a certain extent...

Mo Xiuluo suddenly felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a hammer, and a mouthful of blood almost spewed out of his mouth. Fang Tian also swung the halberd several times before falling back into his hand.

Moshuluo made a surprised sound. He hadn't thought that there would be such a powerful person in the Emperor Zun Cult. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he abandoned the rest of the Emperor Zun Cult. Fang Tian waved his halberd and went towards the Sword Saint cut off.

Clang!Clang!Clang!

The Sword Saint attacked with his flying sword and blocked three times in a row.

In the face of absolute strength, the sword master's superb swordsmanship dazzles the enemy.

puff!

Moshuluo couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and he retreated back and forth with a pale face.

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"Not bad, all good, hahaha..." Emperor Zun scanned the entire battlefield, taking care of the overall situation. Although he didn't make a move himself, his might enveloped the audience.

"All suppression!"

Regal shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, all the Western Cultists felt their bodies were being suppressed by a force, and they could only display [-]% of their strength.

The entire battlefield, tens of millions of troops, was suppressed by Emperor Zun's power by [-]%, which is really terrifying.

"The leader is mighty!"

The army of Emperor Zunjiao was beaten like chicken blood, and they killed the enemy even more bravely.

"kill!"

Moshuluo was very aggrieved, he vomited blood after being beaten by the sword master.

The sword master won't let anyone gain power, and his murderous intent is even stronger, and the flying sword attacks and kills him from time to time.

The Tianhuaji in Moxiuluo area flashed cold lights in the air, constantly blocking the flying sword's attack.

But the sword master's flying sword followed like a shadow, attacking Moshuluo with a whistling sound.

Seeing that Moshuluo could not stop the Sword Saint's attack, some generals with the strength of the demon king in the Western Cult army surrounded him one after another, preparing to besiege the Sword Saint.

"It's just a group of demon kings, dare to stop this saint. Go to hell." The sword saint showed his might, with a mighty sword energy on his body, and with a sweep of the flying sword, he pierced through several demon kings immediately.

"This battle is too tragic. I'm afraid the army of the Western Cult will be wiped out." The people watching the battle in the heavenly court secretly said.

"Won't the Western Church still have reinforcements?"