Chapter 865: Tier-One Troops, the Ogre!

Ma Kesi Hill's face had already turned iron-pale.

When he first saw that the Angel Squad had not come out to fight, he had felt a sense of relief in his heart.

But he never expected that the Frost Knight who had only advanced to the Legendary realm yesterday could kill nine of his subordinates.

He could not figure it out, no matter how much he thought.

With flames of anger rising in his eyes, he waved his arm again.

A silver-armored warrior behind him immediately charged out and arrogantly shouted at Duizhetian Sect:

"Lord Chenxi's Fief, is there anyone of the Saint Realm left to fight? One-on-one is enough!"

Although arrogant, he felt full of fear when he thought of the Sword Saint from their last duel.

The next second, when he saw a fire python shoot up into the sky, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"As long as it's not the Sword Saint, as long as it's not the Sword Saint," he muttered to himself.

After feeling relieved, he immediately summoned his signature technique.

"Whoosh—"

A silver-light warrior dharma image stood in the void.

He raised the giant sword in his hand and, the instant the fire python arrived, slashed down fiercely.

"Die for me!"

"Roar—"