He was surprised to laugh, and the tarsal bones entered the marrow.

Even Liulong of the Jiang family felt numb when he heard it.

"Brother, what should I do?"

Master Jiang San hurriedly looked at Uncle Jiang.

"Remove the Qi-power channel!"

Uncle Jiang said decisively.

When he said this, his eyebrows were lowered and his expression was solemn: "It's time to come, it's better to be loose than to be blocked. Let's see if it's Chen Daojun's chess move or the hidden mysterious man's chess move."

Buzz rumble...

Almost at the same time.

The wide giant passage stretched to the north gate of Zhenjiang City, quickly rolled back, and the majestic energy was retracted back to the body of the Jiang family Liulong.

Losing the isolation of the Qi and Power Channel, the terrifying magic power of the vast sea of ​​blood was no longer blocked, and rushed towards all directions frantically.

Already surrounded by the Qi and Strength Channel, thousands of faith totems were in a panic, and they felt the power of the demons personally, and even let out a terrifying and wailing voice.

Some belief totems with slightly weak strength retreated without hesitation.

However, Chen Dong did not intend to give these faith totems time to escape.

The moment the Qi-power channel disappears.

There was a loud "boom" sound all over his body, and the sea of ​​blood soared into the sky. People were like demons, holding the edge of no sword in their hands, and carrying the vast sea of ​​blood, rushed towards the closest faith totem group.

No extra words.

There is no extra action.

The hand rises, the sword falls.

Simple and crude, like killing a chicken.

The giant blood-colored sword energy that was nearly ten meters long stretched across the sky and savagely killed a faith totem on the spot.

The gorgeous power of faith turned into a large bloody light and floated in the air.

But like before, Chen Dong did not immediately swallow the power of faith floating in the air, but moved his body and raised his head again and killed the faith totem on the other side.

The surging sea of ​​blood enveloped the heads of thousands of faith totems.

The mighty demonic power is pressing against these faith totems like Mount Tai.

The faith totem that had previously pushed all directions on the battlefield is now like a native chicken and a dog, and the remaining reason can only make them run away with their heads in their arms.

But under the suppression of magic power, the routes of these faith totems escape became chaotic.

Boom, boom, boom...

The domineering and fierce blood-colored sword energy, as Chen Dong waved his sword again and again, spread across the sky one after another, and then fell into the faith totem in a more fierce posture.

Before the faith totem could wail and scream, his body was slashed by the sword energy and turned into countless blood lights and rose up.

On the battlefield, the faith totems were killed by Chen Dong one after another, and countless faith powers turned into blood, like fireworks blooming, dazzling and dazzling.

Chen Dong's speed remains unabated, and the scroll carries the vast sea of ​​blood, cruising among the faith totem, reaping the life of the faith totem.

One-sided massacre.

Naked push.

There is no fancy at all.

Compared with this.

There was another situation on other battlefields.

Town and city.

With Chen Dong's way through, the Vermilion Bird Legion entered Zhenjiang City without any obstacles and directly fought with the coalition forces of the hundreds of tribes in the city.

The hundreds of clan coalition forces in the city never expected that the Suzaku Legion would enter the city so easily, so that when the Suzaku Legion first entered Zhenjiang City, the hundreds of clan coalition forces caught the hundreds of clan coalition forces off guard.

When the generals of the hundred tribes and army came back to their senses and organized a defensive counterattack, the Zhuque Legion was already full of prairie fire in Zhenjiang City.

Jiang Qilin controlled the golden light of "The Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" and immediately cleared the coalition defense of the Sifang City Gate, which also made the Suzaku Legion almost without much trouble when seizing the defense power of the Sifang City Gate.

Outside the city of the border, there was a vast crowd of people gathered in a vast way, after the initial horror.

As Chen Dong's attention shifted to the faith totem, the terrifying demonic power shrouded in this vast sea of ​​people also eased. The crowd of coalition soldiers who came back to their senses quickly shifted their attention to Zhenjiangcheng.

No one expected that the defensive line built by the crowd would be broken like this.

When they came back to their senses and were ready to support the coalition forces in the city of Zhenjiang, they were greeted by the Suzaku Legion, which had already controlled the four cities!

On the other battlefields, it was tragic.

It is like fighting against Chen Dong's belief totem, but the situations of the two are completely different.

After a dispersed faith totem team crashed into the reinforcements in the domain, they were slaughtered and harvested nakedly without any fancy ones.

Under the energy and strength, all living beings are equal.

This sentence was fully interpreted by the faith totems on the battlefields of all parties at this time.

A small team organized by hundreds of faith totems faces an entire legion, which is more than a dozen times the number of them.

But hundreds of faith totems can only cause a devastating blow to an entire legion!

Whether it is an ordinary reinforcements in the domain or the five major legions led by the five generals in the domain, facing the faith totems, even if the soldiers are brave enough to face them, what is waiting for them is still like cannon fodder.

"My boys, follow me and charge side by side!"

Zhan Tianlong waved the sword in his hand, his armor was already bleeding, his cloak was clattering, and his hair was dancing in a mess, showing his arrogance.

Next second.

He led the most elite part of the Tianlong Legion, shouting and killing, and rushed directly to the hundreds of faith totems fighting in front of him.

The countless Tianlong Legion's reigns were delayed and organized this charge.

Zhan Tianlong looked at the Tianlong Legion Rong Wu who was heading for the scene of tragic deaths. The octogenarian's eyes couldn't help but be moist and red.

He gritted his teeth hard and tried his best to urge the war horse under his crotch.

Behind him, the Tianlong Legion Rongmen were even more ready to die and were full of momentum.

However.

"Roar..."

During the chaotic massacre, the faith totems at both ends suddenly turned and roared in the direction of Zhan Tianlong.

In an instant.

Zhan Tianlong and others all had their horses under their crotch, and even more, they had their forelimbs softened and fell to the ground.

The originally aggressive team immediately fell and fell.

Even if it is the Battle of Tianlong, it is no exception.

After falling off his horse and rolling for two rounds, Zhan Tianlong quickly got up and saw more than a dozen faith totems rushing towards him.

"Come on!"

boom!

The majestic energy breaks through the body.

Zhan Tianlong waved his sword and went up to meet him.

The sword energy breaks through the air.

This knife directly divided more than a dozen faith totems into two columns.

Next second.

More than a dozen faith totems have rushed to the forefront.

The Tianlong Legion's Rongwu, who had lost his advantage in charge, had no power to resist in the face of the faith totem.

In a roar.

One by one, the Tianlong Legion's army was bitten to pieces on the spot, with residual limbs flying around and blood squirting wildly.

Zhan Tianlong fought alone in the faith totems on both ends, and moved them, and the sword in his hand slashed out a series of sword auras.

With his 80s, although he was old and weak, his combat experience accumulated over the years still made him almost win, but even if the sword energy hit the faith totem, it was still difficult to break through the defense.

The Tianlong Legion was tragically massacred after him, which made the old coach's blood boil and his grudges were thunderous.

He no longer had any defense and dodge, but instead roared and waved his sword, and attacked violently.

The sword energy is ubiquitous.

Unparalleled.

Zhan Tianlong actually forced both sides of the faith totem to retreat step by step by step.

Boom!

He slashed the faith totems on both ends and slashed the faith totems on both ends so hard that he wailed and retreated.

But before Chen Sheng could pursue him, a roar suddenly came from the slanting thorn.

A strong sense of crisis hit.
Chapter completed!