This scene made Wu Wei and Cheng Rushan's hearts jump.
They could feel that the power of each of the hundreds of black cross sword qi was extremely terrifying. It was at least more than 2,000.
With hundreds of attacks, using the simplest calculation, it would be 200,000 attacks.
It was three to four times more powerful than Wu Wei's hundred plus Torch Talismans combined.
Wu Wei couldn't help but worry. After this round, would the Great Han Army be completely wiped out?
Although the general was quite arrogant, if he died so quickly, Wu Wei would have a headache.
At this moment, Zhang Niujiao's words rang in Wu Wei's ears.
"Don't underestimate them. The group you summoned is the elite of the Great Han Army.
It's not as fragile as you think!
Especially when they were organized and arranged, it was not easy to kill them.
It's the same even if you're one level stronger than them!"
