"You eighteen people have been arrogant for long enough, let's call it a day!" The person who fought against the eighteen blood guards was an old man, with a face full of anger and a sneer, and a bloody saber in his hand, exuding There was a burst of extremely strong bloody breath.
This person seemed to have deliberately disguised his aura before, making people think that he was the most ordinary Holy Firmament Realm, so when the battle started, he came in this direction, and there were no strong fighters on the side of the orthodox warriors.
After such a long time, both sides seem to have a certain tacit understanding. Generally, the strong in the holy vault will not fight against people with a lower level than them. The fighters below the opponent's Holy Vault Realm will cause certain damage!
But if there are people in the Holy Vault Realm who want to directly rush into the battle group that does not belong to them, it is impossible! After all, you are not the only one who will do this, the other party will also do the same, and they can also stop it!
It's just that when the Eighteenth Blood Guards appeared, there was a Holy Vault Realm here by default, so every time a battle starts, the cult warriors will have a Holy Vault Realm that is not too outstanding to come here. Otherwise, no one would be able to stop the killing of the eighteen blood guards!
Even so, over the past year or so, more than three Holy Vault Realm powerhouses have died at the hands of the Eighteenth Blood Guards.
This also caused a headache for the cult fighters, so this time, they directly arranged for a righteous fighter who was relatively unfamiliar and strong enough to come over from the Holy Vault Realm, and wanted to solve these 18 troublesome people.
"It's not just one or two holy vaults who died in the hands of our brothers, so why not add one more today!" Luo Ming laughed, even if he found out that this person's combat power was much stronger than that of ordinary holy vaults, he didn't think so. Without the slightest bit of fear, the Tianyuan joint attack array was launched immediately after an order was given!
The iron tower presided over the formation, and the power of the eighteen people began to condense in an instant, locking the cult warrior in the formation!
After more than a year of constant battles, the breath of the eighteen of them is completely different now than before. Although they have not improved much in terms of realm, they are still between the late stage of Tianchong Realm and the peak, but When their aura is released, that fierce murderous aura can definitely make people shudder!
Even Xiao He, who looked the weakest at first, has undergone a metamorphosis now, and is still so sweet and pleasant, but once she fights, the aura exuded from her is full of iron blood and murderous aura!
"Shua..."
An extremely fine silk thread appeared instantly, the speed was so fast that it was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and no sharp aura could be felt, the thread cut directly towards the cult warrior Yuan Hai!
This silk thread is silent and fast, so ugly and real!
This is how much stronger Luo Ming's "One Line Sword Art" is today than it was back then.
Yuan Hai snorted coldly, the saber in his hand emitted an incomparably strange light, the bloody aura instantly permeated, completely enveloping eighteen people, the saber light flashed suddenly, a crack appeared in the space, matching the The blood-colored sword glow looked particularly terrifying.
"Boom..."
The moves of the two sides collided suddenly, erupting with incomparably tyrannical power. Within a thousand meters around, there were no other fighters fighting, and they deliberately avoided them.
(end of this chapter)