A thousand wishes are condensed into the only will at this moment.

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Slay the evil enemies who threaten the sovereign, slaughter the thieves who plague the four directions, and destroy all the obstacles that stand in our way!

"Holy Heaven, Holy Heaven, may your footprints be all over the country, save the people from fire and water, and shine with blessings!"

"May your will be unstoppable!"

Luo Ming showed an expression of neither crying nor laughing, and spit out his emotion softly.

"I see......"

The next moment, his eyes became firm.

"Let me show you my new sword!"

As a result, a new power showed its edge for the first time in this world.

"Take the warrior as the front, the honest and honest as the backbone, the virtuous and virtuous as the backbone, the loyal saint as the Tan, and the heroic warrior as the clip. ”

Names, faces, their loyalty and bravery, all flashed in front of Luo Ming.

"There is no forward, there is no top, there is no case, and there is no side. “

The warriors under Luo Ming have come to this day, although they have only been in the army for half a year, they have experienced dozens of battles without a single defeat, as if they are invincible.

"The upper law rounds the sky to shun the three lights, and the lower law is to shun the four times, and neutralizes the public opinion to settle the four townships. ”

The wheat fields are harvested, the people leave tears of gratitude, the fresh water flows in the channels, and the children on the side of the road blow happy tunes with the weeds.

"As soon as this sword is used, it is like a thunderous shock, and within four seals, everyone obeys orders!

This is—the sword of the princes!"

Reading this, Luo Ming raised the heavenly power and pointed forward.

Although the movement was gentle, it was like a heavy object, sweeping the wind and dust, and falling towards the tip of the halberd.

The bishop's roar, whether fierce or fierce, was meaningless.

Before the red-red sword light, a faint but dazzling golden yellow appeared.

In that tyrannical and tyrannical realm, the strongest attack that a great swordsman desperately unleashed, slashed like paper.

The halberd in the bishop's hand shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

He himself gave a look of disbelief and froze there.

However, this was not an escape - the next moment, the Grim Reaper proved that he had indeed come.

Even the screams were annihilated in his throat, and only invisible waves of qi spread.

Blood gushes out, blood mist disperses, and on the battlefield where the smoke has not yet dissipated, it is like an abstract painting scribbled randomly, telling the truth that seems comical but as firm as steel.

The two corpses fell to the ground, and the light of the fighting spirit and the realm quickly subsided and fell silent.

A hundred meters away, the reinforcements were dumbfounded, watching this scene, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

After a while, Jacob was the first to react. He raised his sword, shouted, and rode forward.

Then, there was a cheer from the reinforcements up and down, and with high morale, they slaughtered into the rear of the monster.

Luo Ming swung this sword, and he felt that his whole body was already extremely empty, not only had he squandered all his fighting energy, but he also scraped the ground three feet, and even his own life source was consumed a lot.

Although Cangyan can be replenished, it is not an overnight thing.

He stuck the broken sword on the ground, barely stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but be shocked by the incredible power of the sword just now.

A rolling thunder sounded in the sky, and before you knew it, the clouds had become thicker, and gradually raindrops were falling.

However, this did not stop the enthusiasm of the coalition forces - someone from the camp was killed, and Luo Ming's exhausted soldiers also puffed up their last breath and made peace

At this moment, from the body that was beheaded, a light that was imperceptible to the naked eye was about to sink into the ground.

That is the soul of the bishop, who was a great sword master before his death, and his soul is naturally extraordinary, although he is still groggy, but he also instinctively wants to follow the traction of faith to sink into the ground and enter the lower realm.

A cult leader like him is fully qualified to ascend to the Divine Kingdom of the Mother of the Swamp, and even brings back a lot of information with him, which is enough to attract attention.

However, there was a faint golden light that pierced the soul into the void.

Seeing this scene in a water mirror, Aya, who had already posed and was ready to use a spell to intercept it, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, she immediately switched to another spell and threw it into the void.

After doing this, she looked at the scene reflected in the water mirror and couldn't help but show a complicated expression.

Before I knew it, there were already two lines of tears flowing.

In the water mirror, a small snake with a red body had a small pale golden horn on its head, biting the soul in its mouth and wandering in the air with an elegant posture.

When it returned to the top of Lorming's head, it vanished.

"The snake is a dragon species, is this going to soar in the future...... You nasty bastard, you're going to make a surprise for me. ”

Aya suddenly lost her strength and collapsed on the sofa, a pain surging up in her body.

The tone seemed to be complaining, but there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Breaking new ground, even I'm not sure what it's going to think...... But since I was the one who shielded you in the first place, I naturally won't sit idly by.

While I can afford it, just let it go!"

With her voice, the clouds in the outside sky gradually faded, and the fog and rain stopped.

Grant had already rushed over as soon as possible and held Luo Ming's body.

When he finally regained a little strength, he cut off the bishop's head alone, carried it in his hand, and then squeezed out a spark of cangyan and threw it on top of the two stumps.

Then, Cang Yan flowed back into his body in a steady stream.

This body was completely empty, and even in the body that was three feet high, it was as if there was a huge lake hundreds of miles thirsting for supplies.

At the same time, he lifted the head on his sword and raised it high.

The rain came and went as fast as it came, and a ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the clouds and on him.

"The enemy chief has been given the head, and we have won - benefit - !!"

This is not a prediction, but an unequivocal reality.

Although the rain wet the arquebus, even without the help of artillery, the soldiers fought bravely and united as one.

Luo Ming's sword not only killed the bishop, but also eliminated the last leader of the monsters.

Originally, the bishop was to replace the lair and have full authority to command all the monsters here, but now that he is dead, there will naturally be a situation where the dragons are leaderless.

The monsters lost their original organization in an instant, and became scattered like scattered beasts, and then in front of the spear, under the long sword, all turned into corpses and battle exploits.

In peacetime, maybe a leader can be elected from within the monster, just like a wolf pack chooses a new wolf king.

However, at the moment, they are being attacked from three sides, and there is no time for this.

Just like an army with a demoralized rout, it was just slaughtered one-sidedly.