Comprehensive comic: Get the Treasure of the Interest King at the beginning

Powerful magic flowed through the body.

The majestic total is almost about to turn into substance.

The appearance of the Treasure Phantasm Shooting Hundred Heads was like the opening of a dam that discharged a flood, and the magic power instantly poured into it like a flood.

Airplanes!

Hanyu raised his sword.

The massive blade swept forward in a horizontal straight line.

Suddenly.

Eight transparent knives surged like a machine grinding meat.

The earth rolls and buries countless bones.

And this is only the beginning of the nightmare.

The bearded man, who was thousands of miles away, froze when he saw the bloody scene.

Familiar faces flashed before my eyes.

The next moment.

Centered on Tsukasa Hanyu's location, the area covered by the swords that spread out was in the shape of a huge fan, and everyone froze.

Time seems to stand still.

A member of the Revolutionary Army nudged the soldier in front of him in confusion.

Poof!

A blood mist erupts from the blood.

The bodies of the revolutionary army in front of them cracked uncontrollably like an avalanche.

Swish!

The upper body falls silkily down the waist.

The horrific and brutal scenes hit the soldiers' psychic defenses at close range.

Even the most elite soldier can be fearful.

What's more, the cost of the revolutionary army is uneven, and some soldiers can resist the fear of the unknown under the herd mentality.

But when all his comrades in front of him fell, and he knew that the enemy in front of him was not a human force to contend with, could he still resist the huge psychological pressure?

The revolutionary soldiers stared at the broken corpses with a shudder, and the smell of blood poured into his nostrils, making him want to gag.

The body seems to have been stripped away.

Watch as Sen Sen's stubble mingles among the broken organs.

He felt every muscle in his body break away from his skeleton, and the unspeakable fear made him let out a heart-rending wail.

"No, this guy is a demon in human skin, and he can't defeat it. "

Soldiers with weaker psychological defenses were the first to collapse.

They hugged their heads, discarded their muskets, and ran back with tears in their eyes.

The formation, which could barely be maintained, was disrupted.

There was a widespread exodus among the troops of the revolutionary army.

The bearded man sitting at the back of the town fell to his knees.

"It's over, it's all over. "

The defeat was like a mountain.

This statement is not without reason.

The mountains are overturned, and there is no manpower to return to the sky.

The same is true of defeat.

When they crowded and pushed each other, they had already been carried away by fear, forgetting that the people around them were comrades-in-arms who shared weal and pain.

A soldier was unprepared and was pushed to the ground.

He tried to struggle to get up.

But the pair of cold boots were like death coming, trampling him into the dirt again and again.

Blood oozes out slowly.

The rushing troops have not stopped.

The breath of the earth is fading away.

This is not an isolated case.

Human life is like a pile of cold numbers that are passing by at a rapid pace.

Hanyu took a deep breath.

The great sword form of the treasure that shoots a hundred heads is swung again and again.

Time.

The endless sword rays spread in a devastating manner.

The surface of the earth is baptized by great power.

Trees were chopped down, flowers and plants were shattered, and the world looked dull.

With the Blood Temple as the energy supply system, Hanyu used the Hundred Slash Sword Technique, which took a lot of magic power, to use as an ordinary flat A.

Hanyu's eyes were indifferent, and the open vertical pupils were like the abyss of death that was cold and silent, choosing people to devour.

Thundered!

Icicles rise from afar.

The bearded man, who thought he was dead, saw the huge icicles piercing through the sky, and he suddenly showed an incredible look.

"General of the Empire, Estes!"

"That cruel general who personally suppressed the alien peoples in the north!"

The beard was first frightened, but then the joy of being in a desperate situation.

Estes's personality doesn't need propaganda at all, everyone is a general who is a main war faction and is keen on war.

Her favorite thing is war and the ravages of her enemies.

Now that Hanyu has shown such great strength, how could Estes, who has always loved fighting, sit idly by?

If both sides are defeated, perhaps they can take this opportunity to get rid of the current serious problems of the two revolutionary armies in one fell swoop.

"Estes, what are you doing?"

Hanyu frowned.

Estes stood above the icicles, looking down at him condescendingly.

"It's nothing, just wanting to avenge my lovely three subordinates. "

Hanyu's eyes fluctuated slightly.

Then it calmed down again.

The great sword held in the right arm was slowly raised.

The red dragon's heart erupted with a huge roar like a train whistle.

Swish!

Like a breeze sweeping through the forest.

Tsukasa Hanyu's figure disappeared suddenly.

The corners of Estes' mouth couldn't stop rising.

The joy in my heart is about to turn into a long roar that spreads through the world.

She suddenly gathered her ice shield and threw it backwards.

A heavy wall of ice void formed.

But everything is pale and powerless.

Nine sword lights erupted at the same time.

All defenses are like papier-mâché.

The power to destroy the withering and decaying did not pause in the slightest.

Bang!

Estes falls to the ground.

She looked excitedly and shocked at the blood stain on her right arm.

The entire right arm was immobile.

"Is it just a scrape that already contains such terrifying power?"

Estes slammed his left arm to the ground.

Huge icicles rise from the ground like pillars that hold up the sky.

Countless sharp ice spikes also rushed towards the sky along with the icicles.

As far as the eye can see, there are ice peaks.

Tsukasa Hanyu's body retreated.

Meanwhile.

The greatsword disappears.

The great bow form of the Noble Phantasm that shoots a hundred heads of the original canon unfolds.

Crash!

The big bow instantly stretched to the limit.

The nine dragon-shaped arrows resemble the dragons of the mythological era, exuding the monstrous momentum of the overturning sea.