Horn City.
One of the three cities on the Zhongling front line.
At this time, this city is guarded by Ning Fengchen, the master of the Sword Sect's Eternal Peak.
Like Gu Qiu , Ning Fengchen quickly made the same decision after receiving the news: retreat the entire city, with the Sword Sect monks covering the rear.
Among the seven peak masters of the Sword Sect, in terms of strength, the strongest one is undoubtedly the sword immortal Xie Qingyun, the master of Qingyun Peak.
Ranked second is Yu Canghai, the master of Canghai Peak.
After that, it was Ning Fengchen and Xue Wushao's turn.
Moreover, Ning Fengchen’s specialty is the killing sword skill.
Sword cultivators are good at killing, and in such a group of cultivators, they are famous for killing, so one can imagine how rampant their killing is.
At least on the surface, Niujiao City will be the most difficult city.
Therefore, the city was attacked by the Demon Lord Dongqi who personally led his army.
Dongqi Demon Lord, a high-level Demon Lord, has status and strength in the Heart Demon Clan, only below the two top Demon Lords, Soul Lord and Control Lord.
He is second only to two people, but better than ten thousand people. His strength is unimaginable.
"The Sword Sect has only 700 people, but they are trying to stop a million-strong army. It may seem stupid, but they are not fools."
"Sword cultivation is the best at killing and charging among the six major cultivation systems of the human race."
“They were born to fight.”
"If we don't deal with this group of people first, and then cross Niujiao City to chase and kill the retreating human monks, our formation will be broken by them."
"So, we have no choice but to wipe them out first and resolve our worries before we can continue to pursue the retreating human monks."
Compared with Demon Lord Taixuan who attacked Hutou City, Demon Lord Dongqi was calmer and saw more.
Apart from the Sword Sect cultivators, if there were only 700 of any other cultivators, they would not be taken seriously by him at all, and would not be able to affect the pursuit pace of the demon army at all.
"At the same time, after being surrounded by our army, almost no monks have any hope of surviving. The so-called rear guard is actually giving up one's life."
"But if we have to say who has a glimmer of hope in this situation, it can only be the sword cultivator."
Not for any other reason, just because the sword cultivator was the first to rush into the formation and burst out invincible.
Faced with the heavy encirclement of the demon army, what is needed to break through is explosive power.
Because if it fails to break out of the encirclement in one go, facing the endless offensive of the demons, even a real dragon will be worn down to death.
It can stop the most demons with the least number of people, and there is hope of escaping...
In addition to the noble principle of "a big ship can bear heavy responsibilities, and a strong horse can run far", the three Sword Sect Peak Masters chose to let their own cultivators be in charge of the rear guard, because this is the best answer!
“That’s a good idea…”
"Today, let me sacrifice the blood of your Sword Sect monks to the flag!"
Demon Lord Dongqi had a fierce look in his eyes and issued an order.
The next moment, a team of more than twenty demon cultivators received the order and attacked violently.
These twenty-odd demon cultivators came from the same demon clan. They were over a hundred feet long and as big as mountains.
They look like lions, with sharp green poisonous thorns on their backs that seem to pierce the sky.
What's even more terrifying is that these demon cultivators are all at the ninth level. Although their strength has not reached the level of Demon Lord, they are definitely very powerful.
There are not many human cultivators at the eighth level, and even fewer at the ninth level. Each one of them is a top powerhouse in a region, or a pillar of a sect.
The only people who are capable of organizing a small team of more than twenty ninth-grade warriors on the battlefield are the demons.
Even Daxia can't do it.
They are the Po-Xun Demon Clan.
Demon Lord Bo Xun is only of the seventh-grade bloodline, but their bloodline magical powers are particularly suitable for war, so the Heart Demon Clan has spent a lot of resources to train them, helping them break the shackles of their bloodline and advance to the ninth grade.
Maintain your troops for a thousand days and use them for a moment.
Unlike Demon Lord Taixuan who led the Black Scale Demon Clan to take the lead and withstand the offensive of the sword cultivators, Demon Lord Dongqi chose to fight violence with violence and attack with attack, and directly deployed the powerful weapon that he had prepared for a long time.
The next moment, the bone spurs on the backs of these twenty or so demon cultivators of the Bo Xun Demon Clan suddenly flew up and shot out, erupting with an unparalleled powerful offensive.
Nearly ten thousand bone spurs from the demon clan were whistling and dancing wildly in the void. This scene was extremely rare.
In the gloomy sky, only the shrill whistling sound could be heard and the bone spurs flashed with a faint green light, making the sky brighter.
Even the Demon Lord would find it very difficult to deal with such an attack.
Ning Fengchen didn't find it difficult.
But behind him was a monk from the Sword Sect, who was not as strong as he was, so it was still a bit troublesome for him to deal with this kind of attack.
"Then, stop them all." Ning Fengchen said softly.
Looking at the bone spurs flying through the air, Ning Fengchen threw out his flying sword.
It was a flying sword that was shining brightly, with a sharp and narrow blade, as if it was born for killing people. It passed through the space easily like a feather arrow, pierced through the sky, and whistled out.
I don’t know if it was because the speed was too fast or because of some strange sword technique, but the flying sword only flashed for a moment when it flew out, and then disappeared.
It was as if it was swallowed up by the void.
But at the right moment, a tearing sound was heard in the space.
It's like a blank piece of paper that has been cut into countless pieces by a knife.
The aura in this world was suddenly shattered by the sharpness of the flying sword, which could no longer be seen but was definitely there.
Thousands of spear-like bone spikes shot into the torn world in a flash.
Their smooth and harmonious forward trajectory suddenly deviated.
There seemed to be an indescribable strong pressure in the heaven and earth forcing them.
They began to tremble and make a high-pitched buzzing sound.
As we moved forward, the buzzing sound became more and more rapid.
puff!
Finally, after walking a certain distance, a puff sound was heard.
A dark green bone spur was shattered into powder.
It's like a chain reaction after pushing down dominoes.
Puffing sounds were heard one after another, and one bone spur after another turned into powder and scattered all over the sky.
In the end, all these bone spurs were shattered, and none of them reached the Sword Sect monks.
How can a sword stop ten thousand spears?
Ning Fengchen gave the answer.
He didn't use his sword to stop it. He used his sword to cut open the world. Then, he let the energy of the world vibrate and become disordered, allowing the world to stop it.
Ning Fengchen still stood at the forefront of the Sword Sect cultivators, without moving.
His eyebrows were straight, not raised even for a moment.
It seemed that this sword was as ordinary as raising his hand to him.
Ning Fengchen looked forward calmly.
In his sight, in the demon camp, the strongest leader of the powerful team of more than twenty ninth-grade demon cultivators was looking down at his chest and abdomen.
His name is Yuan'e, and he is the strongest of the Boxun Demon Clan. His strength is infinitely close to that of a low-level Demon Lord.
With the advantage of his bloodline and magical powers, he could make amazing achievements on the battlefield, and then exchange them for resources to advance to a low-level demon lord in one fell swoop.
He became the first Demon Lord in the history of the Boxun Demon Clan.
This is his ambition.
But at this moment, Yuan E only performed one move and did not make any other moves. He just lowered his head and looked at his chest and abdomen.
Because there was a very deep bloody wound there.
It's the sword's mouth.
His internal organs were shattered and were being squeezed out from the bloody hole.
His life was slipping away.
"Where did the sword come from?" Yuan E thought.
The next moment, as if dissatisfied with the fact that his vitality was fading too slowly, a sword intent that came from nowhere burst out directly within Yuan'e's body.
boom!
The evil's body, which was a hundred feet long and as huge as a mountain, exploded.
The scene was bloody and disgusting with limb fragments and blood splattered everywhere.
At the same time, a stream of light fell from the sky towards Ning Fengchen.
It was a long sword.
Ning Fengchen had just swung his sword and it turned back and fell into his hand.
It was a sharp and ornate longsword, but it was also quite ordinary, as this was a common feature of all longswords.
But at this moment, this ordinary long sword seemed to have magical powers, attracting the attention of all demon cultivators, including the Demon Lord Dongqi.
With one sword, he broke ten thousand spears and killed a ninth-grade demon cultivator.
"Master Ning Feng's killing sword is truly the most rigorous and gorgeous art in the world, and it is passionate and inspiring."
Behind Ning Fengchen, Jian Huang, one of the most powerful swordsmen in the Sword Sect, couldn't help but praise him.
A sword that kills people, as gorgeous as Ning Fengchen's, is truly rare in the world.
Ning Fengchen shook his head and said softly: "The sword that kills people is heroic and unrestrained. But killing demons has nothing to do with generosity."
He raised his wrist and pointed the sword upward.
There seemed to be a fire burning deep in his eyes.
He said: "The injustice in one's heart can be eliminated with wine, but the injustice in the world can only be eliminated with the sword."
His natal sword is named:
"A pot of wine".
I have a pot of wine, enough to comfort me.