"Give it all me and break their hands and feet!"

Qian Roe was thunderous and decisive and ordered directly.

"yes!"

The hundred guards shouted, pulling out a half-moon scimitar from their waists.

This is a scimitar with a unified characteristic. The blade has a blood groove that can easily cut flesh and bones, and is extremely sharp.

"kill!"

One hundred guards rushed forward together and fought Wuque.

Everyone held a half-moon scimitar in their hands, with cold light flashing, hundreds of sword lights alternated, full of cold murderous intent.

"You guys back."

Zhan Wuque said lightly, and took a sudden step forward.

Then, he slowly pushed forward a palm.

Before his palm was released, Zhan Wuque had already closed his eyes.

He was silently experiencing the rules of the wind.

He is trying.

Try to incorporate the rules of wind into this palm.

The power of rules, the power mastered by the Martial Saint.

The rules of wind are extremely fast, and can come without a trace, and spread all over the world.

Not only that, the rules of wind are also extremely lethal.
Chapter completed!