"boom!"

In front of everyone's eyes, this strong man in the middle stage of Nirvana from the Mozheng tribe was directly cut in half by the brilliant sword light. The two halves of the body exploded in the void, like fireworks, the sword light

Without losing any force, he slashed at the powerful men from the Mozheng tribe who were charging towards him.

"boom!"

Some strong men from the Demon Zheng tribe who were unable to dodge were directly killed by this sword. A dozen strong men from the True God died under this sword. Wherever the sword light passed, a scarlet path of blood was paved!

At this moment, the whole place was silent. Everyone stared at Guan Yu with their eyes wide open, as if they were looking at a monster.

"So...so strong?"

Gu Chengxiao, who was on the top of the mountain in the distance, had a look of horror on his face and couldn't help but trembled. He knew that Guan Yu was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong. He killed a Nirvana God with just one strike.

In the mid-term, he killed dozens of powerful true gods. Even he was not sure he could resist such a terrifying sword!

"Anyone who offends our Immortal Sect will be killed!"

Guan Yu endured the weakness, stood up in the air, clenched the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, looked in all directions, and shouted loudly, like thunder, which echoed throughout the world!

"Anyone who offends our Immortal Sect will be killed!"

Many elders of the Immortal Sect, who were trembling at first, cheered up and shouted violently. One after another, the decisive and icy roars resounded throughout the world, like thunder, echoing in the minds of many powerful demon clansmen, making their entire souls shake.

They were all trembling!

For a time, many powerful demon clan men were so numerous and powerful that some of them did not dare to step forward!

Seeing this scene, the invaders hidden in the dark in the distance were all filled with excitement and enthusiasm. Their eyes looking at Guan Yu were full of admiration!

One person holding a sword independently can force tens of thousands of gods to dare not come forward? How majestic? How domineering?

"What are you afraid of? Kill me!"

Mo Yu's face was gloomy and he roared angrily. How could a mere true god at the peak of his powers overwhelm the god-level army of his Mo Zheng tribe? How ridiculous!

In front of several elders of the Demon Emperor tribe, the strong men of his own tribe behaved so badly? Mo Yu felt that his face was completely lost at this moment!

Mo Yu's roar also brought many strong men from the Mo Zheng tribe back to their senses. No matter how strong Guan Yu was, he was only one person. They were stronger than ten thousand strong men. What the hell were they afraid of?

"boom!"
Chapter completed!