Chapter 1553 Is Magic a Magical Power?
Is magic a magical power?
After a while, no one from the three major sword sects stood up to challenge Jin Bao.
"Tsk! You have such little courage and want to unify all the forces of the southern sword sect.
I think you are just bullying the weak and fearing the strong!
How about this, you disband your sects and go back to your hometown to farm!"
Puff!
As soon as Jin Bao finished speaking, many people in the alliance army laughed out loud.
"Haha! It's really fun!"
"Senior Jin Bao is so powerful!"
"Look at the kick he just made, it was so cool!"
"The Nine Swords Elder should be called the Broken Sword Elder!"
"......"
Just then, Gu Letian, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, picked up the token.
"All disciples and elders of the Ancient Sword Sect listen, launch the first round of attack immediately!"
If fighting alone doesn't work, then fight in groups!
Beep...the horn of the Ancient Sword Sect's attack blew towards.
Woo...the Iron Sword Sect also responded by blowing the horn.
Aww... All the members of the Purple Sword Pavilion drew their flying swords.
The alliance army became nervous, and the excitement on their faces was instantly blown away by the murderous aura.
Swish!
They looked at Zhang Xing, waiting for orders.
Zhang Xing shook his head: "Just defend, go out to fight and die faster."
"Senior Zhang, but..."
An elder wanted to debate with Zhang Xing, but was interrupted by Zhang Xing with a wave of his hand.
"If you listen to me, you won't die, and if you don't listen to me, you will die. Since you have elected me as the leader, don't question what I say."
"Everyone listen carefully, you can only defend, not fight.
Now execute the order!"
Zhang Xing said firmly.
Crash! These elders, the head, and the ancestors quickly passed on Zhang Xing's instructions.
"Shengyi, Jinbao, follow me to the battle!"
Zhang Xing stood up from the large carved wooden chair. One person and two dragons slowly flew to the front of the battlefield.
"Huh? Why is that kid not hiding behind us, but in front?"
The faces of the people from the three major sword sects were full of doubts.
Next, Zhang Xing and his team used actions to explain the doubts in those people's hearts.
Group attack is the most fun battle!
Jin Bao doesn't know magic, only dragon breath.
But it's useless against these people.
Jin Bao can knock down a group of people with a slap.
Sheng Yi's group attack skill is fear.
As soon as they came, they rushed into the crowd of the three major sword sects.
From a distance, the two of them were like a bulldozer, and wherever they passed, chickens and dogs were restless!
"I also want to stretch my muscles!"
Zhang Xing smiled faintly.
"Let you see the magical magic skills I perform!"
"Meteor shower!"
"Northern ice and snow!"
"Earth shaking!"
"Big waves!"
Zhang Xing used four level 5 large-scale group attack magics in one breath.
In an instant, the entire battlefield turned into a hell on earth!
"Ah... what the hell is that?"
"Oh my god! Why is it raining fire?"
"Oh no! There's a flood!"
"It's so cold! How can the weather change so suddenly?"
Everyone from the three major sword sects was confused.
"No! Something is wrong! Look, it's raining fire over at the Ancient Sword Sect.
It's hail over at the Iron Sword Sect.
And there's a flood over here at the Purple Sword Pavilion..."
"This is... the legendary magical power!"
Kang Lengfeng, the ancestor of the Purple Sword Pavilion, who was hiding in the sky, had a sudden change of expression, and looked at the countless dead and injured people below with disbelief.
"Too powerful! Too scary!"
Gu Xilai, the ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect, said in shock.
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