With a tap of the sky-treading purple cloud boots, he disappeared from his original spot.
When he reappeared, he was already at the wind barbarian Army.
The strength of his body circulated to the extreme as he punched and kicked. Each punch and kick shattered the space, creating a huge sound as they bombarded their bodies.
Each strike killed a large number of people.
Its huge body was also very agile as it charged through the wind barbarian Army.
In the face of absolute power, numbers were just a joke.
So what if they had one hundred thousand soldiers?
If there were no experts of the same level to block it, it would be worse than an ant.
In just a dozen breaths, over a thousand people had been killed, and this did not include the ones who had died at the hands of the twenty thousand golden-armored men.
"Heaven devouring demonic technique!" Xiao ran shouted.