The sound of murder hovered in the sky, and a rain of blood broke out in the sky.

Blood rained down one after another, and corpses fell in the void and smashed down on the mountain of corpses.

Moon Sword Scar crisscrossed the army with a sword, and no matter how terrifying the array was, it couldn't resist the might of his sword.

Compared to many Moon Clan ancestors such as Moon Sword Scar, the rest of the guardians are slightly inferior, but there are many guardians who cut off the heads of hundreds of people with one sword.

The sword qi is horizontal, in the martial arts world, the moon sword scar is like a master, but as more and more armies frantically surge, the pressure around is also increasing.

"Swear to defend the martial god to the death, and use my sword to punish all the evildoers of Tiangang!" shouted one after another in the rear, reverberating in the bowels.

"Although your own guardian has an advantage in cultivation, it is inferior to the other party in terms of numbers!"

Moon Sword Scar's eyebrows frowned slightly, and after only a moment of fighting, more than five thousand people had fallen.

"If your own combat strength is exhausted, you won't be able to resist the opponent's attack!" "Moon Sword Scar muttered, looking into the distance, six blood-red figures crisscrossed the army like a flood beast: "Even if there are five generations of sword corpses to help, it won't help!"

The vast nebula lasts forever, and in the blood rain, Moon Sword Scar looked at the nebula in the distance, and his eyes showed a determined look, "My sword is not broken, and the blood is not exhausted, and the people of Tiangang can't go beyond half a step!"

The heavens and the earth are colorless, and the endless stream of enemy troops is like a flood, even if it is a powerhouse in the martial arts world, there are gradually more sword marks on the body of the Moon Sword Scar.

"Scar Guardian!" a Moon Clan ancestor stepped into the air. Cut off the heads of dozens of enemy soldiers with a single sword. He whispered: "Tens of millions of enemy troops have formed a heavy sword formation, and the offensive is like a tide, if it goes on like this, when I am exhausted, the army will surge, and we will be defeated!"

Moon Sword Scar looked back, only to see a white-haired ancestor appear, his white hair dyed blood-colored with blood, and all his luxurious clothes were shattered.

This ancestor of the Moon Clan, Moon Sword Scar knows. A diehard who advocated the return of the Jade Emperor Hall to the Sword God in the past.

"What advice does the Moon Dark Guardian have?" the long sword brought up the vast rules of heaven and earth, and the Moon Sword Scar said coldly, for this Moon Clan ancestor, he didn't give a good face on weekdays.

"The supernatural powers of the three generations have not been broken. However, its power was drastically reduced, and the enemy army easily formed a sword formation. ”

"The most important way to break up the enemy's combat effectiveness is to mess up its sword formation, and there is a team of guardians who will go deep into the belly of the enemy army and disrupt its camp!"

"Deep into the belly of the enemy?" Moon Sword Scar raised his eyes, and there was a blood-red heaven and earth, and the enemy army was like ants, densely packed, filling the heaven and earth. One spear after another tore through the curtain of blood and burst through the air.

An army of tens of millions is extremely majestic, and it is not easy to penetrate into the belly of the enemy's army.

"Hundreds of thousands of soldiers are in the camp, more than 100 Lingwu Realm martial artists are generals, plus many martial arts realms, I am afraid that this team will be wiped out before it penetrates into the belly of the enemy!"

The sound of killing was monstrous all around, and Moon Sword Scar calmly analyzed, not affected by the killing sound in the slightest.

"If not. The army stepped on the iron hooves, descended on the martial gods, flesh and blood, and hundreds of millions of living beings could not escape death. ”

"Even if there is only a glimmer of life, we have to fight for it. The white-haired old man's sword eyebrows raised upward. Qingming's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Looking at each other, Moon Sword Scar chuckled in vain: "Guardian of the Moon Darkness." You lead the Guardians here, and I lead more than 10,000 Guardians to disrupt the enemy camp!"

However, the white-haired old man shook his head and said categorically: "No, you command the rest of the guardians here, and this trip will be handed over to me and the old immortal!"

There was no nonsense, the white-haired old man held a sword, his body was like a rainbow, and he went straight to the army of tens of millions, "You young people want to live, being young means having an infinite future, and the older generation can only pave the way for you!"

The white-haired old man's words echoed, and several Moon Clan ancestors stood up and followed.

Immediately, a guardian stepped forward with a sword, and there were tens of thousands of them, their faces expressionless, all of them showing their will to die.

Ten thousand guardians, led by the previous white-haired old man, like a sharp knife, fiercely plunged into the depths of the enemy army, "The rivers and mountains are devastated, with my blood, the mountains and rivers will be leveled, and the sword will restore my magnificent rivers and mountains!"

The horizontal sword is in the air, the sound of flesh and blood is soaring, the sound of sword weapons breaking is endless, the blood is flying, the flying blood rain becomes a sea of blood, and the sea of blood is all over the world.

Looking at the guardian who roared out, Moon Sword Scar smiled helplessly, the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, a sword unfolded, and thousands of sword shadows roared down.

Moon Sword Scar knew that these 10,000 guards were like sheep entering a pack of tigers, and perhaps few people would be able to return to the Martial God.

Taking the initiative to attack, although the heavy sword formation composed of tens of millions of troops was not broken, there was obviously a trace of panic, and the pressure on Qi Yue Sword Scar and the others was also reduced in vain.

More than 10,000 guardians were even more ferocious, slashing more than 300,000 enemy troops with swords, but when the enemy army divided part of their energy to deal with these more than 10,000 guardians, many guardians fell one after another.

The white-haired old man led by him was under the greatest pressure, especially the impact of dozens of martial arts wills, which made him struggling, looking at the enemy army thousands of feet away, that was the enemy's abdomen, his eyes were absolutely clear, and the white-haired old man shouted: "Burn the soul!"

Burning the power of the soul, when the fire of the soul is extinguished, the soul dissipates and never enters reincarnation.

This price was like child's play in the eyes of the guardians, without any hesitation, the guardians led by the white-haired old man burned the power of their souls one after another, and their breath soared, once again strangling the enemy troops around them, moving forward for more than a thousand feet.

"The moon is dark!" Moon Sword Scar raised his head, his expression was a little moved, and his usual dissatisfaction with the white-haired old man disappeared at this moment, only admiration.

Once people do not protect the holy land in their hearts, when the homeland is crowned as a holy place, they will always have no scruples.

More than 8,000 zhang, more than 7,000 zhang, more than 3,000 zhang, the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth flashed a bleak smile, the crazy burning soul was dim, and there were more than 100 sword marks on his body.

In the tens of millions of troops, galloping tens of thousands of zhang and cutting down more than 100,000 enemy troops, the Tiangang generals who saw this kind of means were frightened and their eyes were shocked.

More than 2,000 zhang is like a natural danger, the white-haired old man has reached the end of the crossbow, and he can't move forward half a step again, and there are only more than 3,000 of the more than 10,000 guardians who follow him, each with sword marks on his body, which is shocking.

"Life is as short as a meteor across the sky, falling silently, why don't you go crazy again, are you ready?"

"The sword is not broken, the blood is not left!" more than 3,000 guardians roared, all with absolute expressions and no fear.

"Kill!" the white-haired old man looked up to the sky and shouted: "Although we have fallen, please bury us in the sword tomb, although we die, we will use the immortal sword intent to suppress the heavens and watch over the martial gods!"

His voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, and the white-haired old man was like a rainbow, heading straight for the army.

"Today, the sky is stained with our blood, although we die, our sword intent will be immortal, watch over the Martial God!"

When the oil ran out, the white-haired old man and the other three thousand old men finally chose to self-detonate, and the self-explosion of their martial arts realm was extremely terrifying, and the heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of thousands of zhang were shrouded in it.

The terrifying impact swept out, and the direct collapse of countless soldiers turned into a blood mist, and there was no more figure within a radius of more than 10,000 zhang, and blood flowed into a sea.

Standing in the distance, Moon Sword Scar quietly watched this scene and roared: "Kill!"

"Kill!" The remaining tens of thousands of warriors roared out one after another, each with extremely hideous expressions, and even some of them had gone crazy, and they rushed into the army without hesitation, setting off a bloody storm.

Let the torrent of will surge all around, the killing intent is monstrous, and the brilliant Martial God Nebula is quietly circling.

A tragic scene was being staged all the time, Ye Chen's eyes lowered slightly, sighed slightly, met the two sword lights that shot out, and muttered: "Today, this seat defends the mountains and rivers in the name of the sword!"

The Qilin Sword was raised, and Ye Chen slowly walked forward, and the killing intent continued to surge on his body, until the killing body appeared, and the two figures fused together.

"Flesh and blood mountains and rivers are unique to Er Tiangang, and today, tens of millions of people of Er Tiangang are buried here!"

He took a few steps one after another, and at the moment when the two sword lights were about to arrive, Ye Chen finally took out his sword, a sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and a sword was barren

This sword contains the monstrous killing intent in Ye Chen's heart, this sword, he wants to kill!(To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )