Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 856: Beast Tide Chaos

Qianfeng City is the imperial city of Zixiao Dynasty.

As the name implies, this city is surrounded by mountains, the terrain is complex and the mountains are steep, it is a natural place easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But at this moment, the Qianfeng City, which is solid as a golden soup, was surrounded by endless tide of beasts. Every mountain range and every peak were all black-pressed spirit beasts, and they were rushing towards Qianfeng City.

The number of these beasts is unknown. They are like a sea of ​​oceans, spreading in all directions. Wherever they pass, the jungle is trampled, the hillsides are leveled, and everything is turned into a mess and debris.

What's more, in the place where the beast tide rages, there is still a **** breath, thick and disgusting, that breath is lingering in the void, just like the substance, making the space extremely uncomfortable.

The speed of the outbreak of the beast tide is too fast, and the scale is terrifying. When the crowd reacted, the animal hoof had broken the city gate and began to rashly clash and kill.

The Zixiao dynasty has a total of 23 cities. In just half a day, ten cities were broken, and the remaining 13 cities, although they are struggling to support, are also in decay.

As the imperial city of the Zixiao dynasty, within Qianfeng City, a large number of refugees have gathered. They have built heavy defenses, either with arrows or swords, just to stay on the last piece of pure land.

Rumble!

Finally, the beast tide came.

The moment the tens of thousands of spirit beasts charged, the whole earth was shaking, the violent breath coming from the face, easily defeating the psychological defense line of those warriors, and before the shot, the animal claws were printed into the pupils. .

"Hand on, stop these beasts!" A master of the earth roared with anger, his words fell, countless warriors shot, the aura of light, the various offensives were released unreservedly, but the moment of not entering the tide of the beast, it was just set off Weak waves.

Just as the crowd was about to reorganize the offensive, a roar of anger broke out in the tide of beasts, and the spirit beasts rushed into the wall like crazy, one after another, each time, the heavy wall trembles.

"As long as this wave of beasts can be stopped, Qianfeng City will survive forever!" Some people in the crowd continued to drink loudly, but it was a pity that they had just finished speaking these words. In the high sky, all the cold beast shadows swooped down and sharpened their claws. Sharp, tearing their chests directly.

Then, under the frightened attention of the crowd, the bodies of those people were lifted high, blood was spilled, and the internal organs fragments fell and contaminated the city walls. It was impossible to tell whether they belonged to humans or spirit beasts.

Tens of thousands of spirit beasts on the ground can shake the world, but compared with them, spirit beasts in the sky are more threatening. Every dive can search away countless lives.

Under such offensive, the warriors in Qianfeng City fell into chaos completely.

The tall and thick city wall was gradually rushed into a long crack, and the corpses had piled up like a mountain at the city gate. Many spirit beasts were eating and eating.

"It seems that this last hope, I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore ..." Someone shouted in mourning in Qianfeng City.

These words came out, those who had a trace of life in their hearts, a look of despair appeared on their faces, and the wide streets, all filled with dense silhouettes, collapsed to the ground, raised their heads, and their faces were bloodless.

The child was crying, but no one ignored it anymore. A gust of wind blew through, rubbing a pungent **** breath, sweeping on the crowd, despair and wailing everywhere, like being in death prison.

"Do it!"

Just then, a high-pitched anger sounded.

Everyone looked down at the sound source, but they saw directly in front of them. In the sky enveloped by dark clouds, there was a burst of bright light blooming suddenly. The light was actually a sword awn, converging into a sea of ​​swords, falling from the sky.

Uh ...

The ocean of swords fell into the beast tide and bloomed unreservedly. For a time, the huge beast tide was forcibly torn apart. The terrible offensive suddenly lags behind, and it seems to be shocked by this vision.

Then, thousands of swords and awns bloomed in the sky, and the crowd clearly saw that in the rampant land of swords and awns, a figure in white appeared, stepping on the void, holding a long sword, and was rushing over.

"That's ... disciples of Wanjian Pavilion!" A voice suddenly broke out in Qianfeng City, causing those desperate people to open their eyes suddenly, staring at them in disbelief.

In their eyes, Wan Jian Pavilion, although it had taken control of the eighteen dynasties, was powerful, but for the eighteen dynasties, it was only an exploiter, and had no meaning at all.

The eighteen dynasties now have been shrouded in beast tide. Normally, Wanjian Pavilion should retreat, guarding Wanjian Mountain alone, and would they care about their life and death.

"Knot Sword Formation!"

At this moment, another yelling sounded.

Under the astonishment of the crowd, the dashing white clothes slowly landed on the sky above Qianfeng City. They held up their long swords, and their swords were soaring into the sky. For a vast array of swords, Qianfeng City was completely enveloped.

At the same time, the space covered by the sword array emerged with a slight awn. The slight awn is only Jianguang. Whenever a flying spirit beast approaches, it will be harvested by Jianguang and it is difficult to get close to half a point.

"Where is the King of Purple Skies!" In the middle of the sword array, a young man wearing heavy armor walked out. On the side of the young man, he followed an old man. His whole body was shrouded in black robe, showing only a shrivelled face.

They are naturally Chu Hu and Yan Du.

"Who are you?" Faced with Chu Hu's question, the crowd quickly walked out of an obese man. A pair of triangle eyes looked up and down, and his expression seemed a bit light.

The breath from his body is not weak, reaching the triple of the heavenly spirit. Around him, he also follows a team, all of whom are earth spirits, which are considered elite.

"My name is Chu Hu, one of the ten elders in Wanjian Pavilion. Now, as the elder of Wan Jian Pavilion, I officially took over the control of the Zixiao dynasty, and quickly let the king of Zixiao come." Chu Hu carefully observed the surroundings. Just after he finished speaking, the faces of the people around him changed, all with a trace of suspicion.

This strange atmosphere made Chu Hu a little puzzled. He just wanted to continue to speak out. The fat man in front of him sneered: "At the time of the outbreak of the beast tide, the king of Zixiao was dead, and even the bones could not be found. Now, Zixiao The dynasty was taken by me alone. As soon as you arrived at Wanjian Pavilion, you wanted to seize my power, could you think too well? "

"Then you do not want to surrender the dominance?" Chu Hu sneered and asked rhetorically.

The obese man laughed without saying a word, but his eyes fell on Chu Hu ’s Yunmeng Xuantian armor, revealing a thick greed, and he said with a smile: "It ’s up to me to pay or not to pay. How to please me. "

Said, on his body, the breath belonging to the triple spirit of Tianling burst out, his hands into claws, one after the other, grabbed Chu Hu's head and chest respectively.

This move obviously put Chu Hu to death, and then took Yunmeng Xuantian armor and took it for himself!