Killing Evolution From a Sword

Those guards who were lucky enough to survive were shocked when they saw such a strange death phenomenon of other companions.

They all cast surprised glances at Mond.

In the magic sword, Ye Fan sneered when he saw the eyes of these jackal guards.

And Mond's cold eyes also swept over the remaining wolf man guards.

The evil spirit in their eyes made all of them tremble.

All of them dropped their sabers in great fear, and immediately knelt on the ground and surrendered.

And Mond rode the blood-eyed black tiger to the next place where he was still stubborn.

The blood pupil black tiger was running very fast.

Mond's crimson sword light bloomed in various places.

Wherever he went, there was blood and killing all over the place.

Every time he went to a place, he used his sword to cut in all directions, or flashed the light.

The powerful sword light raged everywhere, beheading all those who dared to resist.

The rest, in the face of the tremendous pressure of death and the huge pressure of the Soulshang Demon Sword, couldn't bear the torment in their hearts, and directly knelt down and surrendered.

Areas were quickly suppressed, strangled, and purged.

Mond ran from front to back, and killed all the resisters in all parts of the caravan.

Ye Fan received a lot of evolution points and energy points.

Mond's cultivation base has also been raised to the fourth grade elementary level.

Now he slashed down with one sword, and the crimson sword glow that erupted from the sword in all directions was enough to be about ten meters in length and width.

The incomparably powerful sword intent swept across all directions.

It is simply very powerful.

After the entire caravan was suppressed, the barbarian warriors, wolf cavalry warriors, and barren warriors all cast admiring glances at Mond.

Once again, under the leadership of Mond, they completed this incredible result.

With 2,000 miscellaneous soldiers of various races, they defeated 3,600 elite jackals, and they won the battle, and they also got so many spoils of war.

After counting the battle damage and harvest, Norman also rode an earth lizard to Mond and reported respectfully: "My lord, we have lost fifty barbarian soldiers!"

"One hundred wolf cavalry warriors!"

"And more than two hundred barren warriors!"

Mond nodded.

In such a difficult battle, such losses are acceptable.

Immediately afterwards, Norman's tone became agitated: "Also, my lord, we have captured more than 1,800 jackal warriors in total!"

"These fighters have already surrendered and are waiting for your arrangement!"

Mond glanced at the battlefield.

All the wolf man guards were bound and locked by extremely strong and tough ropes.

These people were dejected, kneeling in place and waiting.

From time to time, he glanced at the direction of Mond.

Quietly waiting for Mond's death.

Mond sat on the blood-eyed black tiger, his sharp gaze swept over all the captured soldiers.

His indifferent voice containing divine power spread in all directions in an instant: "We don't need prisoners, all prisoners will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, my lord!"

All Gnoll warriors bowed down.

And all the captives on the ground yelled: "Breach of faith!"

"You human being, you really are a perfidy!"

"Even the captives will be killed!"

"Will you have retribution?"

"..."

There are also many words of greetings to the eighteenth generation of Monde's ancestors.

These words are full of resentment towards Mond.

But Mond remained unmoved.

Norman advised from the side: "My lord, isn't this too unreasonable?!"

Mond sneered and said, "Unreasonable?"

"When did we ever have a relationship with a wolf man!"

"Are we still expecting their ransom?"

"Or is it possible to take these Jackals back for their own use?"

"Old man, don't be so naive!"

"That's how it was!"

"Winners and losers, when they put down their sabers, they should have thought of it!"

"It's unrealistic to long for the life that I donate to you!"

"I will use the blood and life of these elite fighters to let the forces in the blood-soaked land know my style and methods of doing things!"

"It's very simple, those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish!"

"If you want to provoke us, you must be prepared to be counterattacked by us and tear off a large piece of flesh and blood!"

Norman nodded.

He knew that as long as the butcher knife fell today and so many fresh lives were ended, all the forces in the blood-soaked land decided to know Mond's behavior style immediately.

After all, there is nothing more profound than the lessons brought by blood and life.

The old magician also agreed.

At this time, Ye Fan, who was in the Demon Sword of Souls, was very optimistic about Mond's way of doing things.

Indeed, only in this way can everyone in the blood-soaked land be shocked.

Only the lessons of blood can be the most impressive and increase memory.

At this moment, the barbarian warriors, werewolf warriors, and wasteland warriors outside nodded when they saw Mond and Norman.

Butcher knives fell one after another.

Puff puff--

The penetrating voice quickly spread in the field.

Heads rolled to the ground.

All the Gnoll guards were killed, and none of them had a good life.

Mond waved his hand: "Clean the battlefield, and retreat quickly after the end!"

"Yes, my lord!"

All the soldiers responded respectfully.

Their eyes began to heat up.

As soon as Mond said to clean up the battlefield, it meant that they could start reaping the spoils of the enemies they killed.

This is the harvest time, every soldier's eyes are full of excitement and excitement.

Five or six minutes later, these swift and crisp fighters packed away all the valuables as if they were scraping the ground.

And Abbott exposed the ambush, and all the lucrative goods that were protected thus went into Mond's pocket.

These goods are a very big supplement to Mond.

On the way to retreat, Norman simply stayed beside these carriages.

While counting, a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.

These are the harvests to come.

To these gains, the loss this time also becomes insignificant.

And for these fighters who survived, it is quite normal for several comrades to die every day on the blood-soaked land.

The most important thing is that Mond, who is following now, can lead them to victory.

And after victory, there are still enough spoils for them to obtain and distribute themselves.

For these fighters, this is enough to be worth their lives.