The Ancient Sword of Desolation appeared, emitting a sword qi that shot up into the sky. No one was able to stop Lin Mo.
"Bang."
Jin Lie made his move, blocking Lin Mo's advance. He gave a vicious kick, forcefully disrupting Lin Mo.
He could not let Lin Mo continue like this. Otherwise, his army's morale would plummet. At that time, they would not even have the courage to make a move against Lin Mo.
"Rumble."
The Ancient Sword of Desolation fiercely slashed at Jin Lie's arm, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
A layer of armor appeared on Jin Lie's arm, and mysterious symbols lit up on his body. It was a spirit-grade magic tool.
It was precisely this magic tool that allowed him to block the ancient sword of Desolation's attack.
In an instant, Jin Lie attacked once again. Like a wild dragon that had emerged from the mountain, his attack materialized, shaking the mountains and rivers.
