With a crisp draw of steel ringing out, a surging pillar of baleful fire shot into the sky.
Mad Demon Cao Yuan, cloaked in a mantle of pitch-black baleful energy, dragged his blade in one hand. His scarlet eyes brimmed with murderous intent as he grinned savagely and charged straight into the weakest point of the Norse War Department's formation like a fearless madman.
Cao Yuan had already been at the "Klein" realm. After unleashing the Black King's baleful energy, the aura he gave off had reached the peak of "Klein." Waves of baleful blade light slashed madly in every direction, easily carving a bloody path through this side.
"Disarm All Things."
Baili Pangpang followed behind Cao Yuan at an unhurried pace. He clenched his right hand in the air, and black-and-white energies emerged beneath his feet, spiraling into an enormous yin-yang Tai Chi Diagram as invisible power spread outward.
The next moment, the longswords and shields in the hands of the Norse War Department soldiers trembled simultaneously before flying uncontrollably into the air. They gathered around the plump figure like a massive, solid wall of shields, cutting off the surrounding battlefield.
Then, Baili Pangpang formed a complicated hand seal before his chest and murmured softly:
"Wind of Xun, Li Fire, burn the eight wilds."
As his words fell, the eight trigrams around the black-and-white Tai Chi Diagram beneath his feet lit up one after another. Two of them vanished into nothingness, and moments later, a hurricane carrying blazing fire erupted around him!
Countless disarmed Western-style longswords were enveloped in the terrifying firestorm. With a flick of Baili Pangpang's fingertip, they shattered into a rain of flames that poured down upon the Norse War Department ahead!
At the same time, An Qingyu, carrying the Black Coffin on his back, had