Volume 10: Fuyao Chapter 107: An ant trying to shake a tree
In war, everyone has his share and his responsibility.
Once the Sword Sect monks arrived in Zhongling, they would naturally take over the command of the Zhongling monks, become the leaders of the Zhongling human race, and gain the trust and following of the Zhongling monks.
This is because they are the strongest.
Similarly, since the Sword Sect is now the leader of Zhongling, they should take the lead in the world.
They have the responsibility to cover the safe retreat of the middle-level spiritual monks, so as to preserve as much strength as possible, so that after the Dixin City is established, they can use it as a foundation to fight against the demons.
Gu Qiu laughed out loud, and then gave instructions to the Taoist-robed practitioner behind him.
"Three weeks. You will be in charge of the retreat of the main force. We will at least buy you one day."
Three weeks, the ninth realm cultivator of Tianchen Sect was also the de facto leader of Hutou City before Jian Sect ascended to Zhongling.
San Zhou seemed a little hesitant. "Master Gu, the entire demon clan has sent out their entire army and their attack is fierce. It seems that the Sword Clan alone has little chance of stopping them."
"I have seven hundred disciples from the Sword Sect, that's enough!" Gu Qiu's voice revealed that there was no room for doubt.
After carefully weighing the pros and cons, San Zhou sighed and did not dare to waste time, so he could only agree to Gu Qiu's arrangement.
"In that case, we trust in your Sword Sect's strength and will go first."
"Hurry up and don't make mistakes." Gu Qiu said calmly.
San Zhou sighed again.
The Sword Sect cultivator has a very tough personality.
However, only such Sword Sect cultivators could allow the Sword Sect, with more than 3,000 people, to become the recognized number one sect in the seven realms of the human race, right?
Shaking his head and clearing away all distracting thoughts, San Zhou stopped thinking about it and immediately led the other high-level cultivators except the Sword Sect to retreat and began to carry out his own mission.
Before the Sword Sect ascended to Zhongling, the cultivators here obeyed Sanzhou's orders.
So he suddenly took over the command again, and he was quite adept and acted quickly.
The monk moved quickly.
Under the urgent order, they gathered together in just a few dozen breaths, and then quickly abandoned the city and retreated.
If they retreat tens of thousands of miles further, they will enter the wake of the spiritual sea tide.
All the monks from Hutou City were retreating, except for the monks from Jianzong.
Outside the city, in the distant sky, the demon army was getting closer and closer.
As they approached, the entire sky seemed to begin to shake.
The demons also noticed the human race's retreat, and under the command of the Demon Lord, they once again accelerated their movements.
The dark army of demons came like an overwhelming tide.
Above the blue sky, there are layers of dark clouds, and it is dark and gloomy.
Under the blue sky , seven hundred sword cultivators from the Sword Sect stood in the air.
Faced with a demon army that was ten thousand times their size, they remained calm, yet their eyes were determined and filled with fighting spirit.
The demon army was moving extremely fast. In just a few dozen breaths, they were approaching with rolling demonic energy.
In the magic fog, Demon Lord Taixuan, who led the demon army to attack Hutou City, looked into the distance.
He looked at the more than 700 sword practitioners of the Sword Sect flying above Hutou City, and his usually carefree face suddenly became gloomy.
He naturally understood what these Sword Sect monks were preparing to do.
"Even if your Sword Sect's leader came in person, he couldn't resist the attack of my demon clan, let alone you Sword Sect disciples?"
"Tens of millions of demons are here, how can you stop them with just a few people?"
"An ant trying to shake a tree is ridiculous and overestimating one's own ability!"
A gloomy questioning voice came from the air, spreading throughout the entire Hutou City and reaching the ears of every Sword Sect cultivator.
Gu Qiu's hair fluttered gently in the cold wind.
He turned his head and looked at the Sword Sect disciples behind him.
He did not answer Demon Lord Taixuan's question, but just said something to his seven hundred fellow disciples.
"Disciples of the Sword Sect, draw your swords!"
In the sky, the words "draw the sword" kept echoing.
Afterwards, Gu Qiu held the long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the millions of demon cultivators in front of him, and took the lead in swinging the sword heavily.
Gu Qiu, draw your sword.
More than 700 people against the tens of millions of demon troops .
Even among these more than 700 people, each one is an absolute genius, the strongest in the same level. Even among the millions of demon troops, the strength is uneven, and many demon cultivators can be killed instantly by a single sword strike from the sword sect's sword cultivators.
But a large number of ants can kill an elephant, not to mention that the demon army is definitely not just ants.
With such a huge disparity in numbers, it seems like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, with no hope at all.
Faced with such a large number of enemies, Gu Qiu drew his sword and fought with all his strength without reservation.
His eyes suddenly brightened, and as he drew his sword, his hair, which had been flying slightly, began to dance wildly backwards.
In Gu Qiu's long sword, the aura of heaven and earth was divided, and hundreds of thousands of white sword qi were crisscrossing, some static, some free, some straight up to the sky, some swooping down to the earth, rushing forward.
With the dark sky as the backdrop, the sword energy was bright and dazzling, like a grand fireworks display.
Demon Lord Taixuan said that they were like an ant trying to shake a tree.
That's true.
Because the sword in Gu Qiu's hand was covered with patterns and surrounded by sword energy.
The name of the sword is Ant.
An ant can shake a tree.
The sword energy is already overwhelming.
At this time, the more than 700 disciples of the Sword Sect behind Gu Qiu also drew their swords together.
Amid the clear whistling sounds, more than a thousand cold swords broke through the air and transformed into countless afterimages in the sky, condensing into dazzling sword light, like a rainbow, like a river of swords pouring forward.
Thousands of turbulent currents suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, piercing straight into the dark "tide" ahead.
A turbulent flow is a flying sword.
These flying swords were very close to the sky, absorbing the sunlight emitted from the clouds and refracting the dim light into a rainbow of colors.
Beautiful as a dream.
Against the backdrop of the cold sky, the scene appears very hard and cold.
It's also spectacular.
It is even
San Zhou, who was leading a large group of monks in the city to retreat, and those monks who had just figured out the situation, heard the whistling of swords coming from behind them and couldn't help but look back.
Then, they saw this unforgettable scene, and understood why the Sword Sect had been named the Sword Sect for tens of thousands of years.
People have only heard that the Chang'an Sword Master Li Qiubai once opened the gate of heaven with a sword in Chang'an City, making heaven and earth solemn.
That magnificent sword is, after all, just a legend. Without seeing it with one's own eyes and without attainments in swordsmanship, it is difficult to truly appreciate its magnificence and power.
But today, on Hutou City, more than 700 sword practitioners of the Sword Sect drew their swords at the same time, and more than a thousand swords floated in the air. They were fortunate enough to witness it with their own eyes, and they really felt like a mountain was pressing down on their heads, and were filled with awe.
Under the flying sword.
A seventh-rank demon cultivator was pierced through.
An eighth-grade demon lord was blasted into a ball of blood mist.
A ninth-rank demon cultivator was pierced with countless holes by a flying sword, and the sky was stained with blood.
The first wave of thousands of swords struck, and a small blank area was carved out of the demon army.
Seeing this scene, Demon Lord Taixuan raised his brows and looked at the more than 700 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect above Hutou City. The emotions in his eyes became increasingly cold and crazy.
"You really overestimate your own abilities and are extremely arrogant. Then I will make sure that no one in your Sword Sect is left alive today."
The Sword Sect is extremely prestigious, but for the powerful Taixuan Demon Lord who holds a high position, it is not too much pressure.
Because history has proven it countless times, facing the fearless charge of the demon army, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, there is only one way to go, and that is death, unless he is a figure at the level of a sword immortal.
"Charge!" Demon Lord Taixuan gave the order.
He knew that the sword of the Sword Sect monk was very powerful.
But it doesn’t matter, just fill it with your life.
In this war, we only seek victory, regardless of the losses and costs.
He had to deal with these sword cultivators who were blocking his way as soon as possible, and then catch up with the large group of cultivators who had just evacuated Hutou City, achieve success in one fell swoop, and inflict heavy damage on the human race!
The demon army continued to charge forward.
The demon army at the forefront had quickly adjusted at this time, replacing them with strange demon cultivators covered in dark scale armor.
They were from the Black Scale Demon Clan. The scales on their bodies were extremely resistant to physical attacks and were as hard as black iron.
Even a sword cultivator's sharp flying sword would find it difficult to break through these scales in a short period of time.
In past battles, the Black Scale Demon Clan had the upper hand when facing sword cultivators.
Even though he is now facing a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect, Demon Lord Taixuan is still full of confidence.
So what if he is a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect? Isn’t he still a sword cultivator?
The demon army charged forward with terrifying power and momentum. As long as they broke through the rain of flying swords and came into contact with the extremely weak sword cultivators, they would be devoured by their random punches in an instant.
This is the method they prepared for the Sword Sect.