He knew that this was a level that the group of monks of the Fu generation in front of him must go through.

If nothing unexpected happens in the future, they will all enter the Chen family's military headquarters in the future, which is the Chen family's military department envisioned by Chen Daoxuan.

It is the force guarantee of the guardian Chen clan.

Their strength may not be the strongest, but they must not be weak, let alone fear the enemy.

Otherwise, no matter how high the cultivation level or the strong strength, if you cannot exert it or be afraid of the enemy, you will still be a waste, just like Ye Wudao, the ancestor of the Ye family.

"kill!!"

Chen Fusheng's tender voice broke the silence.

A flying sword with green light burst out nine feet long and headed towards the enemy at lightning.

The sword formation of the monks in Izumo Kingdom was soon torn a gap by Chen Fusheng's flying sword and killed the enemy.

However, although Chen Fusheng was strong, the sword formation opposite was used by a hundred cultivators. As soon as the sword light tore open a gap, it was blocked by the subsequent flying sword.

Chen Fusheng's flying sword suddenly fell into the quagmire.

He fought against a hundred and was a hundred cultivators of the same level of cultivation who were proficient in the cooperation of the sword formation. Even if Chen Fusheng far surpassed the other party's cultivation level, he felt a little tricky.

How to fight this?

At this time, other monks of the Fu generation finally recovered.

They all sacrificed their flying swords and attacked the monks of Izumo Kingdom.

More than fifty monks of the Fu generation, and their sword skills are far superior to those of the same level of monks. Each person's flying sword is at least twice as powerful as that of the same level of monks.

The addition of these fifty flying swords instantly tore the sword formation of a hundred cultivators from Izumo Kingdom to pieces.

Next.

It was a one-sided massacre.

It took less than half a cup of tea before and after.

As the last monk of Izumo Kingdom was killed by a monk of the Fuji generation on the spot, everyone retreated from the illusion.

“Hohuh!”

"Hahaha, I won, I won!"

"They are not as strong as they show in momentum, and the power of each flying sword is so weak!"

"Yes, I was scared to death at first!"

“…”

These monks of the Fu generation were all secretly happy, but they didn't know that Chen Daoxuan's face was ashen.

"call!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and forced his words to hold back the swear words.

Think about it carefully.

This is the first time that a monk of the Fu generation has participated in a battle. Isn’t it normal to have such behavior?

He thought that he first participated in the battle, when he cooperated with a group of casual cultivators to kill a first-level blood-spotted sea snake. Wasn't he also excited at that time?

Thinking of this.
Chapter completed!