Killing Evolution From a Sword

Ye Fan looked at the battlefield through 360-degree vision.

The fighting on the battlefield has been going on for some time.

The 10,000 jackals of the Blood Knife Merchant Group and the 20,000 people of other major forces are intertwined like two deep and bloody curtains.

The Gnoll Warrior was quite tall.

They rode earth-yellow land lizards, full of viciousness.

But on the battlefield where they have been strangled together, they have lost their mobility and can only rely on the most fundamental divine power and swords.

The more this is the case, the more tragic the fight will be.

There were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, screams everywhere, and an extremely thick and bloody wind.

The two sides were fighting together, with an army formation of 30,000 people. Like a mottled curtain, there were various color patches everywhere, composed of blood and the corpses of soldiers of various ethnic groups.

The fluctuation of divine power, and even the sound of self-detonation erupting before the soldiers died, resounded everywhere on the battlefield.

Incomparably huge deep pits, as well as very chaotic vortexes of various colors, resounded in every place of the huge battlefield.

Looking at this battlefield, Ye Fan was also very shocked.

These forces actually fought so fiercely with the wolves of the Blood Knife Merchant Group.

This divine power explodes, but even the soul will perish.

Ye Fan clicked his tongue secretly.

It seems that this time is really a good opportunity for Mond.

Looking at the meat grinder battlefield composed of 30,000 fighters of various races, Mond was also very shocked.

He asked the old magician Norman beside him: "Old man, what do you think?!"

At this critical juncture, life and death.

Once it fails, all the efforts will go to waste. Mond can't help but become cautious and ask Norman's opinion.

"My lord, it should be fine!"

"These people fought so viciously that even the number of divine power self-destructs is not small!"

"If it's really an ambush, it's unlikely that 30,000 elites will do it!"

The old magician Norman stared at the flesh and blood battlefield, and he was quite anxious and anxious. After careful consideration, he said to Mond.

This master and servant, the two looked at each other, and their eyes became firm at the same time.

Mond turned around and got on the blood-eyed black tiger, and the old magician Norman also rode a khaki-colored land lizard, which was extremely handsome, and followed closely beside Mond.

In Mond's right hand, the Soulshang Demon Sword was held high, and the strong evil spirit gushed out from his eyes.

All over his body, the blazing and elite divine power boiled like magma from an active volcano.

Holding the magic sword high, facing the 10,000 soldiers who mounted their mounts and stared at him closely, he shouted loudly: "Charge with me!!!"

The eyes of all the soldiers became hot.

They looked at Mond with loyalty and hope in their eyes.

Mond led them to victory time and time again.

Gave them a lot of confidence.

At this moment, this man led them to kill towards a new target again.

They are fearless.

They go nowhere.

All the soldiers were silent and quiet, but when Mond fully launched his formation and began to charge, it seemed like a flood of beasts had burst the bank, and the boiling and clamor in his heart erupted instantly.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

"..."

A deafening shout of killing followed.

With 10,000 soldiers, Mond rushed in under the watchful eyes of 30,000 people from both sides.

The torrent of steel formed by these ten thousand elite fighters, like an extremely sharp long sword, pierced fiercely into the 30,000 army formation.

The forces on both sides did not seem to have thought that Mond would appear at this time.

The forces on both sides did not seem to have thought that Mond could have such a strong force.

A total of 10,000 selected fighters of various races.

These fighters are the elite among the slaves. Each fighter has either been a soldier before or has rich experience in fighting.

This is very easy for Mond to train.

After the orders and prohibitions are completed, the combat effectiveness will rise.

Mond charged at the forefront of the 10,000 troops of his own army.

Like the arrow of a long arrow, he pierced directly into the enemy's formation.

Glimpse!

Like a phantom, the illusory sword light exploded directly among the enemies, and the broken limbs and sprayed flesh and blood were thrown everywhere.

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the third-rank primary demigod, and gain a thousand points of energy! 】

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the third-rank intermediate demigod, and gain 1,200 points of energy! 】

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the third-rank high-level demigod, and gain 1,500 energy points! 】

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[Ding, kill the third-rank primary demigod and get 10,000 evolution points! 】

[Ding, kill the third-rank intermediate demigod and get 12,000 evolution points! 】

[Ding, kill the third-rank high-level demigod and get 15,000 evolution points! 】

If the ones who were beheaded were enemies with a third-grade god-level cultivation, those enemies would be sucked into human flesh by the Soulshang Demon Sword.

All the source of law, and blood, have all turned into nourishment for the growth of Ye Fan and Demon Sword.

As soon as the source of the law was absorbed, a bloody red light appeared on the Soulshang Demon Sword.

The extremely powerful coercion was released.

After the soul pressure of the Soul War Sword was released, all the enemies around Mond with a slightly lower level of strength collapsed to the ground.

The mount can't stop the coercion of the magic sword.

It can only be seen that he is riding a blood-eyed black tiger, and no one can stop him wherever he passes.

A bloody long sword fluttered in the air.

The sword light raged everywhere, and blood was poured out on the battlefield like a fountain.

And behind Mond, all the soldiers saw how brave Mond was, and looked at him in such a disdainful manner, their morale reached its peak in an instant.

They roared and roared.

Each eye began to turn red.

These fighters followed closely behind Mond, expanding the killing area, chopping and killing more enemies.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see a sword with a blood-colored pointed tip that forcibly pierces into the huge curtain of colorful soldiers, separating it from it.

Behind this bloody sword, all that flows down is dripping blood.

It is a bloody road.

When Mond led his 10,000 soldiers and pierced through the 30,000 formation, nearly one-third of the enemy formation behind him fell down, nearly 10,000 dead.

These are the enemies harvested in one charge.

Many wounded soldiers were wailing terribly on the ground.

Mond turned the horse's head, reorganized the team, and charged again.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help thinking.

The Blood Knife Merchant Group is over!