Chapter 919： charge

Ye Fan looked at the battlefield through a 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 the other major forces were intertwined like two **** curtains.

Gnoll warriors are quite tall.

They rode a khaki earth lizard, full of ferocity.

But on the battlefield where they were strangled together, they lost their mobility and could only rely on the most fundamental divine power and sword.

The more so, the more tragic the fight.

There were mutilated limbs and stumps everywhere, screams everywhere, and a **** and incomparably rich wind.

The two sides were fighting together, and there was an army formation of 30,000 people. Like mottled curtains, there were all kinds of color blocks everywhere, composed of blood and the corpses of soldiers of various ethnic groups.

Divine power fluctuations, and even the self-destruction of the soldiers before they died, resounded everywhere on the battlefield.

Huge deep pits, as well as very chaotic vortexes of various colors, sounded everywhere on the huge battlefield.

Ye Fan looked at this battlefield, and his heart was also very shaken.

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

This divine power self-destructs, but even the soul will perish.

Ye Fan clicked his tongue secretly.

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

Mond looked at the meat grinder battlefield composed of 30,000 warriors of all ethnic groups, and his heart was also very shaken.

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

At this critical juncture, life and death.

If he fails, all his efforts will be destroyed, and Mond can't help but be cautious and ask Norman's opinion.

"Sir, it should be fine!"

"These people are fighting so fiercely that even the number of self-destruction of divine power is not small!"

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

The old magician Norman, staring at this flesh and blood battlefield, was also quite anxious and anxious in his heart. After thinking about it, 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-yellow and majestic earth lizard, closely following Mond's side.

In Mond's right hand, the Soul Sorrow Demon Sword was raised high, and the strong evil spirit in his eyes gushed out.

All around him, the blazing elite divine power boiled like the magma of an active volcano.

Mond held the magic sword high, mounted his mount at the 10,000 swipes, stared at his warriors, and shouted loudly: "Charge with me!!!"

The eyes of all the soldiers became hot.

The eyes they looked at Mond were full of loyalty and hope.

Mond leads them to victory time and time again.

Gave them a lot of confidence.

At this moment, this man took them to a new target again.

They are fearless.

They keep going.

All the soldiers were silent and quiet, but when Mond fully launched his battle and began to charge, it was like a flood and beasts burst, and the boiling and clamor in his heart broke out in an instant.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

"..."

Deafening screams of killing followed.

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

The steel torrent composed of these 10,000 elite soldiers, like an extremely sharp sword, stabbed into the army formation of 30,000 people fiercely.

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 powerful force.

A full 10,000 fighters of all ethnic groups have been screened.

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

This is very easy for Mond to train.

After the order and prohibition were done, the combat power rose steadily.

Mond charged at the front of the 10,000-strong army formation.

Like an arrow with a long arrow, he pierced directly into the enemy's army formation.

Glimpse!

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

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the third-grade primary and secondary gods, and obtain a thousand energy points! 】

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

[Ding, absorb the source of the law of the third-grade high-level gods and obtain 1,500 energy points! 】

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[Ding, kill the third-grade junior gods and get 10,000 evolution points! 】

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

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

If the beheading is an enemy with a third-grade sub-god-level cultivation base, those enemies will be sucked into human beings by the Soul Sorrow Demon Sword.

All the source of the law, and the blood, all turned into the nourishment for Ye Fan and the magic sword to grow.

As soon as the source of the law was absorbed, a **** red light appeared on the Demon Sword of Soul Sorrow.

The incomparably powerful coercion was released.

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

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

I saw that he was riding a blood-eyed black tiger, and wherever he went, it was truly unstoppable.

A blood-colored long sword fluttered and danced.

Jianmang raged everywhere, and a splash of blood was spilled on the battlefield like a fountain.

And behind Mond, all the soldiers saw Mond so brave and so contemptuous, and their morale reached a peak in an instant.

They roared and growled.

Each of the eyes began to turn red.

These soldiers, closely following behind Mond, expanded the killing area and chopped up more enemies.

If you look down at it from a high altitude, you can see a sword with a blood-colored pointed tip, piercing into the huge and colorful curtain of soldiers, dividing it from it.

Behind this blood-colored sword, all the blood flowing down is dripping.

It is a **** road.

When Mond took his 10,000 soldiers and pierced through the 30,000 soldiers, nearly one-third of the enemy's army behind him fell, and nearly 10,000 people died.

These are all enemies harvested in a charge.

Many wounded soldiers were screaming mournfully on the ground.

Mond turned his horse, regrouped, and charged again.

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

The Blood Knife Merchant Group is over!