God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

He had no other choice, and he could only pin his hopes on Wang Feng.

"As I said, your farm's land and marshes have a fatal weakness."

"Although the formation is unparalleled and lethal enough to defeat any opponent, once you encounter an enemy who is so skillful that you can't target 520, your killing formation will have no effect at all!"

"The so-called invincible, only fast can not be broken, your farmhouse Liutang, from today, let it completely disappear!"

Xuan Jian's eyes were cold and his killing intent was determined. When he came out of Xianyang, he received a secret order from Zhao Gao, the commander of the Zhongche House, that is to completely eradicate the last support of the first prince Fusu!

The farmhouse was the strongest force supported by Lord Changping back then, and it was the last trump card left by Lord Changping to Fusu.

As long as the peasant family is removed, Fusu will completely lose his support and will have no chance to rise.

Everyone's heart is ashes, facing such an opponent, the farmer's six masters have absolutely no chance of winning.

Zhang Han was defeated and was seriously injured. His whole body was covered with sword marks, and blood flowed down the armor on his body, staining the rest of the land red.

In the face of Jing Salamander, he was powerless to win, and finally lost and was severely injured.

There were only a dozen or so shadow guards left beside him, all of them were severely damaged, and their strength was not as good as before.

In the surrounding area, there are all people caught in the net, there are fifty or sixty people!

The Shadow Secret Guard tried his best to kill forty or fifty people, which shows how difficult it was.

"Lord Xuanjian, there are still more than ten shadow guards left, and there are not many people left in the farmhouse, but the battle on the other side is about to end, and the Mo family's masters take action, and the five or six thousand iron cavalry can't stop it. already."

Jingzhao respectfully saluted Xuan Jian and reported the current situation.

Xuan Jian heard the words, raised one hand slightly, then dropped it down, and said coldly: "Kill, not one!"

"Yes!"

Jingzhao received the order, a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "Kill, not a single one!"

All the snare killers started their actions, and the sharp-edged swords in their hands slashed down at the snare and the people in the farmhouse Liutang.

Boom!

At this moment, an endless, vast aura spread across the entire battlefield, and all the trapped killers, on their bodies, burst into a cloud of blood, and screamed incessantly.

The blood mist that filled the sky exploded and slowly scattered on the ground.

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The blood mist that filled the sky exploded and slowly scattered on the ground.

The wind was like a blade, sweeping the battlefield, and all the people who took the shot died!

one move!

With just one move, he killed fifty or sixty snare killers!

Even, the other party doesn't even know how to do it or who did it.

"who?"

Jingzhao was horrified, and the eyes hidden by the mask shrank together, looking in all directions, trying to find out who shot.

Xuan Jian was incomparably flat, but the gaze under the cloak became incomparably sharp.

At that moment, he could feel the power of the shot from which direction, but (bidc) did not know where that person was hiding.

"I didn't expect that there are still masters in this small place. Since your Excellency has already taken action, then show up. Why hide your head and show your tail?"

Xuan Jian said indifferently, absorbing the incoming person with all his attention.

He was ready, the black and white shoulders that had been sheathed, were about to move, and made a sound of swords.

This is the sword cry that only comes out when you meet a top expert. Xuan Jian has not seen such a level of existence for many years, and his heart is also full of excitement.

"The Eight Swords of the King of Yue, the black and white Xuan Jian, as expected, the sword is as its name suggests, and it is unparalleled in the world!" A cold voice came from the air, and the voice had already arrived before the person arrived.

This voice sounded like a ghost to Xuan Jian, making him feel a little palpitated.

But for the people of the farmhouse Liutang, this voice is familiar to them. Isn't it the last resort for all of them?

Wang Feng is here.

He came here alone, walking from a distance step by step.

Walking in a single step, spanning a distance of several meters, this kind of movement is like the horizon, it looks very slow, but each step is approaching the extreme, the kind of visual surprise, even the dead Xuanjian must face it.

"You are the Mo clan tycoon, Wang Feng?"

When Xuan Jian saw that handsome and outrageous face, he already knew that this person was the leader of the rebellion, Wang Feng, who had always been wanted by the empire.

Xuan Jian has heard too much about his legends, but he doesn't believe in this evil, and he is not afraid of anyone above the swordsmanship.

"One move, I only use one move, if you can take it, I, Wang Feng, turn around and leave!"

Wang Feng was extremely domineering, and no one dared to doubt his words with the confidence he showed in his gestures.

Xuan Jian frowned, and the two swords were instantly unsheathed.

"Okay, then I want to learn how to teach, how strong is the rumored invincible Mo clan giant!"

Xuan Jian shot, and the speed was extremely fast, as if he had penetrated through many spaces, and the distance of [-] meters would arrive in an instant.