Beauty's personal servant

"Rumble -"

A deep and heavy war drum suddenly sounded behind Tiandi cult.

Influenced by the sound of war drums, the army of Tiandi cult is as powerful as a rainbow.

On the other side, friar Chen Zhou's eyes were cold and fierce and full of war.

For thousands of years, heaven and earth religion and the cultivation world have long been like fire and water. It must be life and death when they meet. At this moment, this gratitude and resentment was interpreted incisively and exquisitely.

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

At this time, the drum was also sounded on the tower of Lincang City. The sound of big drums, although the drums are slow and the frequency is long, each sound makes the friars in Chenzhou feel excited.

In particular, the friars of Tiansha butcher's family are even more angry and powerful. Because the big man who is playing drums at the moment is the young master of the butcher, Tu Sheng!

"Tu Sheng, there is indeed the wind of a great general. A few years later, there must be another invincible God of war in the cultivation world! " Looking at TU Sheng's proud figure, Chen Feng couldn't help admiring.

The war drums of both sides are threatening. The armies of both sides are constantly improving their morale in this war drum. The moment when the morale reaches the peak is the moment of life and death!

"Rumble -"

"Boom, boom -"

The drums of war remained the same, and the monks' eyes gradually became red. It was a bloodthirsty light and a state of fierce war.

The boundless sense of war shattered the heavy rain in the sky. Countless raindrops were bounced thousands of kilometers away before they fell on the monks!

"Boom -"

"Long -"

At a certain moment, the drums of war on both sides stopped at the same time. In this instant, the boundless killing intention also dispersed the dark clouds in the sky!

"Kill!"

At this moment, the static monks on both sides, at the same time, turned yuan into real yuan and rushed to fight against each other!

In the sky, only the dense of Zhenyuan and the light of magic weapons are left.

Scream, angry hum, magic weapon impact, fresh blood splash, corpse landing

All kinds of sounds are so clear and shocking. In the sky of Lincang City, people shudder at the sight of a melting pot of flesh and blood.

No tactics, you have no tricks. Tactics and tactics are useful to the secular world, but they are of no use to the army fighting in the cultivation world. Only your attack is the key to victory!

Corpses, broken arms and limbs, fall like raindrops. They don't need to be counted, and they can't be counted. Three hundred thousand friars in Chenzhou fought against the army of half a million Tiandi sect, and even fought on a par!

"Whine --"

Suddenly, a huge horn blew from the rear of the Tiandi cult army, and a group of friars suddenly appeared from the rear and disappeared into the friars of Chenzhou.

In an instant, the blood light blew up, and the friars were like a sharp sword, which turned the friars of Chenzhou upside down!

"The other party has sent out experts, and we will go too!" The golden light drank coldly, and the essence of killing made his hair fly.

At the command, Chen Zhou's experts also poured out.

They didn't stop the experts of Tiandi sect, but just like each other, they drilled into each other's camp and fought.

This moment is a time of killing. Thousands of years of hatred makes both sides kill people without mercy.

"Whew -"

Reaching out and pointing out a sword Qi, Chen Feng instantly killed a monk in front of him at the end of the robbery. Just now, the friar in the later stage of the robbery saw that Chen Feng was weak and wanted to kill him, but he buried himself.

However, Chen Feng's realm is there. His strength in the early stage of the robbery is simply a fat sheep among all people. Although he killed a friar in the later period of the robbery, more friars rushed at him!

"Kill him!" In an instant, dozens of figures came, vaguely killing Chen Feng.

In this regard, Chen Feng sneered: "in that case, let me kill enough!"

In a flash, Chen Feng suddenly shot a flying sword and circled around him.

"Kill!" The friar of Tiandi cult is fierce and fearless of death. He still kills Chen Feng.

"Hiss -"

Thirty six flying swords moved together, turned into thirty-six lightning and hanged one.

Suddenly, the place around Chen Feng, 50 or 60 meters, suddenly turned into a vacuum.

Under the Six Harmonies sword array, the friars in the period of crossing the robbery and once in the period of crossing the robbery were instantly broken into pieces.

"This man is so strong. Kill him quickly!" The situation here immediately attracted the attention of the Mahayana friars, but at the moment, Tiandi Mahayana is fighting in the camp of Chenzhou. They are not willing to come back to deal with Chen Feng. They just shouted angrily and fell into the fight again.

Nevertheless, a large number of heaven and earth monks still surrounded Chen Feng. In the eyes of these monks, there was no fear at all, only a strong sense of killing.

Chen Feng knows that although these monks are full of killing intention, they actually do not have their own consciousness. The magic pill of Tiandi cult made these friars turn into puppets on such occasions, and the conductor acted according to the commander's orders.

In this regard, Chen Feng has no pity. The Liuhe sword array is spreading bigger and bigger, and the distance of 100 meters is shrouded in the blink of an eye.

With a radius of 100 meters, this high-intensity fight is already Chen Feng's limit.

"Tear Lala -"

A burst of tearing sound continued. In the Liuhe sword array, the pieces of corpses turned into fragments, like a waterfall, falling down.

However, Chen Feng didn't care, just moved his mind, and the Liuhe sword array moved to the crowded place!

"What a powerful sword array!" At this moment, countless strong people were shocked. Especially the strong in Chenzhou, looking at Chen Feng's eyes is full of respect. Although they kill the friars of heaven and earth cult, they are not as good as Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, you are really a killing machine on the battlefield!" Jin Guang looked at his nephew and son-in-law, and his eyes showed admiration for the first time.

"Hiss -"

It seems that a long time has passed, but in fact, only the time for a cup of tea has passed.

The warring sides were engaged in a fierce battle and suffered heavy casualties. For a while, the ground was covered with a thick layer of broken arms and limbs. It was unclear whether it was taught by heaven and earth or friar Chenzhou. The boundless blood had turned into a river and flowed into the moat of Lincang City, dyeing the river red ink.

"Hiss -"

Once again, the friars with a radius of 100 meters were emptied, and Chen Feng's side became a vacuum again.

At the time of a cup of tea just now, there were not 10000 or 8000 monks killed by Chen Feng's Liuhe sword array. The domineering of the Six Harmonies sword array finally appeared at the moment.

"Whew -"

Just this time, a whistling sound sounded, and Chen Feng suddenly felt a palpitation.

That's a crisis of death!