Sword rotation, armored soldiers array, Danxuan is like a meat windmill, in the crowd to kill selflessly, several ups and downs, he has around the armored soldiers array cut a scattered, defeated!

The battlefield was full of bloody breath, and the wind blew blood and water, and poured on Danxuan's thin face. A bloody smell filled Danxuan's thin face, but he suddenly did not realize that his eyes were cold and sharp as a sword blade, and he looked straight at the other side of the road, making the other side have an impulse to run away.

All the people of the Oak Empire were dull. They had never seen...