"Blizzard Sword Formation, get up!"

Wen Zilong received a large amount of ultimate elixirs when he was in the ancient land of the Moon God.

Thus, more than 500 ultimate eighth-level powerhouses were cultivated.

Among these five hundred barbarian dragons, select the strongest one hundred barbarian dragons to form an enhanced version of the Blizzard Sword Formation.

I heard that its formation can easily kill the ninth-level extraordinary powerful man in seconds.

Wen Zilong has never tried it.

Today, I happened to practice these three barbarian dragons.

When the sound of Xue Yijian sounded, a strong wind swept through the entire snow-white light shield and heavy snow flew across the snow.

If a stronger barbarian dragon can see that these so-called heavy snow is not real snow.

But "sword".

Thousands of swords flew in the light shield without any rules.

Chichichichichichichichi--

Almost in just a moment, the male and female barbarian dragons were penetrated by more than ten swords.

Both of them fell to the ground with screams.

And the three barbarian dragons were also hit by several swords.

They also had several cards in their lives.

It was not until this time that they realized the horror of this formation.

This is an existence that can completely kill the ninth-level strongman.

They regretted it a little, and they hadn't found out yet, so they rashly broke into the court.

But now, it's too late to regret.

Thousands of sword energy continued to attack the three of them.

Although the three of them were hiding, they were still like living targets.

Chichichichichichichichi--

Lost holes appear on the body.

Soon, the two middle-level ninth-level strong men also fell down one after another.
Chapter completed!