Although he has no military pride, he can only think of this word!!
The one who moves faster than him is beichengying, who is standing in the rear.
The female's sixth sense made her more quickly aware of the bad, and the inborn Lingbao whip in her hand whipped violently, directly drawing out a space corridor!
The unique knowledge of Beicheng family is the "space-time maze" known for its rapid construction of space-time tunnel.
This unique skill, which comes and goes without a trace and silently traps thousands of troops and horses, is also a major factor for the emergence of a large number of famous Beicheng family generals.
Beichengying knew that as long as she entered the space-time channel, she could quickly open up more escape routes and escape from this dangerous place.
But just as she was about to enter the passage, she found a pair of eyes staring at her!?
"Ah!!"
Beichengying panicked and turned pale.
The swordsman didn't know when he had come to her. He couldn't even notice the track of his action.
"As a general, I don't take the lead, but I don't forget to escape all the time... I will be killed!"
The long haired swordsman pinched the back of the knife with a slight stroke.
Beichengying fixed there with a frightened face. It seems that her body has not changed at all, but the yuan God has been directly chopped!
Leize at the back was completely absorbed in it. He couldn't understand how the swordsman did it!
It is not a force of chaos, nor is it a sword intention.
With the killing intention of destroying the withered and the invincible sword Qi, these two things have such power!?
"You... What are you..."
Without waiting for Leize's words to finish, a burst of murderous intent directly shattered his Yuanshen!
The swordsman solved the problem of the owners of the fourth and seventh armies and looked up into the distance.
"Now that you're here, don't go."
He took the knife up and down, crossed the distant galaxy with a stream of knife Qi, and looked like nothing for hundreds of millions of light years!
In the chaos and emptiness of the big world, a black armor God holding a long knife turned and chopped down!
"Dang! --"
The collision between the sabre Qi and the long Sabre stirred the chaotic material upside down and turned it into a billowing fury.
Amir, the God of the army, looked up not far away. His face was calm and he could not see any emotion in his eyes.
Originally, he had planned to leave.
Conquering more worlds is far more important than fighting with a difficult creator.
He is a god of war, not a god of war. Fighting is not an end, but a means.
The victory Amir pursues is to subdue the soldiers without fighting.
"Since the two armies have been wiped out, why should we pursue them? You might as well go back and continue to live in seclusion in the mountains. I will never disturb you."
The swordsman has caught up with Amir. Space distance is obviously nothing to the creator.
"When the two armies face each other, since they have gained an advantage, they naturally need to work in unison. If they do not cut off the enemy's head, how can they call in gold and withdraw their troops?"
Amir said: "is it possible that your excellency misunderstands and fails to maintain the so-called advantages? You just don't know what's good or bad."
The swordsman picked up the handle less blade in his hand and said, "the one who broke my handle once said that what can take my knife is a good material to make the handle again..."
"I sharpen my Sabre every day just to wait for this day. Today, I finally got a new handle..."
Amir frowned and looked down at the God of war blade in his hand.
This sword, which was with him when he was born, is the treasure of chaos.
"You want to use my knife as your handle?"
No matter how well Amir cultivated himself, his face was already cold.
"Just a piece of ordinary iron. I also want to match it with the chaos treasure of my God?"
The swordsman disagreed. "The treasure of chaos? Which of all things in the world is not born of chaos?"
"Since they all come from the same family background, why should what you have in your hand be a treasure? What I have in my hand must be ordinary iron?"
Amir said coldly, "if you can't tell the difference, God will let you see the difference!"
As soon as the words were over, Amir had drawn a knife and cut at the swordsman.
It looks like an ordinary sabre, but in the chaos, thousands of powerful soldiers emerge!
All the chaotic forces around turned into elite tiger cardia generals. They wanted to crush the swordsmen directly under the iron hooves with the momentum of riding an iron horse on thousands of mountains!!
This is the sabre of the military God. All the sabres are powerful!
As the creator, Amir can create his own army of gods anytime, anywhere!
"Boring!"
The swordsman looked contemptuous. When he wielded the sabre, it was like a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, sweeping away thousands of troops!
The murderous intent and sword Qi contained in it are enough to frighten thousands of troops!
It seems that all the weaknesses of these iron cavalry have been understood, just like the charging cavalry whose legs have been cut off, making a mess and falling apart!
"How could it be?!"
Amir's face changed greatly. He suddenly found that the iron in the swordsman's hand looked ordinary, but it was not just a blade!
It was a sabre that followed the swordsman on the battlefield and baptized with countless blood and dead souls.
Although he was born in fantie, he has "cultivated" himself. I don't know how many years!
Just like the swordsman himself, he doesn't come from a clan. He depends on his blood. He is simply a physical foetus, but he is bent on cultivating the sword!
This one person and one knife have been transformed countless times and finally stepped into the realm of the creator by virtue of the fierce and unparalleled killing intention on the battlefield!
He is not the emperor's sword, nor is he the emperor's intention to kill. Even he didn't understand the profound meaning
He is unique, focused, a pure to the extreme swordsman!!
All iron can also be incarnated into chaos treasure!
Mortals can also become Creator!!
All this is crazy, but... Amir has really seen it!
"This... Is the five tais..."
Amir finally realized why the creator God was so afraid of this civilization!
Here, there is no iron rule, everything is possible!
I am used to the rules of gold, silver and bronze. Once there are no rules, it is the most terrible thing!
Amir's mind flies around. Since the other party is in this way of cultivation, he must attack the strong and defend the weak!
The weakness of the swordsman is his thin body. Even in the realm of the creator, the body cannot be qualitatively changed!
Amir waved several knives again, commanded countless chaotic armies, and besieged the swordsmen!
The quantity is piled up to achieve qualitative change, and the energy consumption will kill the other party!
In the face of this formation, the swordsman suddenly laughed wildly for several times!
"It's ridiculous. Do you know what a swordsman is?"
"Even if there are tens of thousands of enemies, one knife per person is enough!!"
He was holding the blade, and a stream of blade gas was continuously released from the blade, rampaging vertically and horizontally!
There are countless sabres, gas rings and blades. Wherever they pass, Amir's army has no power to unite!
The swordsman did not hurry or slow down. He passed through the ten thousand army array and kept approaching Amir.
This terrible sense of oppression made Amir feel cold!
It's like there's a fierce general who can go in and out seven times. He wants to take his head off his neck!!
Amir unconsciously took a step back
No!
When he stepped back, he knew he had made a major decision-making mistake!!
Because the two armies are facing each other, the most taboo is to retreat before the battle!
If the commander shows weakness, the three armed forces will not fight!
Sure enough, the hundreds of millions of chaotic troops were destroyed by the blade man's killing intention in a moment!
In the roar of the swordsman, he held the knife in one hand and rubbed it on Amir's neck!
Amir hurriedly uses a knife to resist
"Keng!!"
The blade of the God of the army seemed to feel the fear of the master. It could not compete with the powerful iron, but it was snapped!?
Amir was petrified. He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him
"When a swordsman is afraid of close combat, he is already dead..." the swordsman stared at Amir's eyes.
Amir gritted his teeth, loosened the handle of the knife, and hurried away while the swordsman could not immediately start the second knife.
He is a military God, not a warrior. There is no need to fight hard!
The swordsman didn't chase him. After all, he was the creator and had the same realm. It would be difficult to kill him if he ran away with all his heart.
Second, as he said, although Amir was alive, he was "dead".
The swordsman held the remaining half of the long knife and connected it with his blade.
The blade of the God of war has been subdued and silently turned into a cylindrical shape, which perfectly matches the blade.
A stranger's knife reproduces the whole face.
He reached out and stroked the blade. After a while, he noticed something and turned away with a smile.
"Queen of thousands of faces, long time no see."
"Unexpectedly, you are still alive." Qian Mian looked at the knife in the other side's hand. "The knife is still that knife."
The swordsman's eyes were full of memories. "You saved my life when you were in Yecheng and led me to the path of cultivation. I dare not forget this kindness."
"I saved you because you were loyal and brave, but you conspired with those rebels in an attempt to kill my husband," said Qianmian coldly.
"What happened in those years... It was really our thoughtlessness. If the queen of thousands of faces wanted to take my life, I would like to cut my own throat and apologize." "No!" "Since he didn't kill you, it means I didn't save the wrong person. If you want to die, you'll die in this last battle."
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