Volume 10: Fuyao Chapter 141: The Third Battlefield, Walking Alone
Lu Qingshan maintained a steady and swift speed, rushed across a vast mountain range, and entered a plain area.
On the plain, a city came into his sight.
That was exactly the destination of his trip, Mangcheng.
Lu Qingshan was flying at an extremely fast speed, causing bursts of sonic booms, and he did not hide it at all.
Therefore, when he saw Mangcheng, the demon cultivators stationed in Mangcheng also discovered him almost at the same time.
Hundreds of black spots immediately rose up in Mangcheng, and then flew towards Lu Qingshan.
Coming with great .
After noticing that the hundreds of black spots were approaching him in a ferocious manner and feeling the pressure they exerted, Lu Qingshan understood that the weakest of the magic cultivators dispatched by Mangcheng were at the seventh level, and there were also quite a few eighth-level magic cultivators, more than twenty in total.
If other combined sword cultivators saw this lineup of demon cultivators, the only thing they would do at this moment is to turn around and run away quickly, hoping to use the speed of the sword cultivators' escape techniques to get rid of the pursuit.
Lu Qingshan was an exception. Instead of slowing down, he rushed towards the hundreds of black spots quickly, without changing his direction even the slightest bit.
The two sides are approaching each other rapidly.
In just over ten breaths, the images of those black spots became clear in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
These demon cultivators look like human-shaped falcons with a pair of huge wings. Their entire torsos are black iron in color, and their eyes are golden with a hint of brown, making them look extremely intimidating.
"Eagle Demon Clan." Lu Qingshan's expression did not change at all, and he murmured softly.
The blood talent of the Eagle Demon Clan lies in the wings and eyes behind them. The wings make them extremely fast, and the eyes give them extremely strong locking capabilities, allowing them to observe enemies thousands of miles away.
The combination of the two is that they first use the extraordinary insight of a magic cultivator to find the enemy, and then approach and kill the hunter at an extremely fast speed, so the Eagle Demon Clan is also called a natural hunter.
“It’s hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey…” Lu Qingshan sneered.
He stretched out one hand and grasped lightly in the air.
The next moment, Zhenmo appeared and fell into Lu Qingshan's hands.
At the same time, he gently waved his other hand, and three sword lights of blazing red, dark blue, and emerald green suddenly rushed out together.
But even so, it's just one person with four swords, and it seems that two hands are still no match for four punches.
Cry!
As the piercing and unpleasant whistling sounds continued to rise and fall, the hundreds of eagle demons dispersed and pounced towards Lu Qingshan, trying to complete the encirclement of Lu Qingshan.
"Sword Domain."
Lu Qingshan shouted in a low voice and used his own magic domain.
The purple-gold light filled the sky and earth, encompassing him and the hundreds of demon cultivators.
The demon cultivators did not react much to this. The human cultivators had their own law domains, and they had divine and demonic bodies. They each had their own strengths, so there was nothing much to say.
But the next moment, their expressions changed instantly.
This was because the pressure brought by the Law Domain this time was so strong that it was beyond their imagination, making their divine and demonic bodies completely immune to the weakening of the Law Domain.
This is a situation they would only encounter when facing human cultivators whose cultivation is far superior to theirs.
But the sword cultivator in front of him was clearly on par with them, or even inferior to them, so how could the Dharma Realm be so powerful?
The demon cultivators didn't have time to think, in a moment, Taohua, Wangchuan and Longque were chopped down like lightning.
Three Eagle Demon Clan cultivators who were at the peak of the seventh rank had their heads hit by flying swords in an instant.
There was still a ferocious look on the Eagle Demon's face, but their heads had already been shattered into pieces, and three balls of blood mist exploded in the sky.
Then, their headless bodies fell from the sky.
Lu Qingshan, holding the Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand, quickly passed through the three groups of drifting blood mist.
A sword flew across the sky.
The two seventh-grade eagle demons standing in front of him had their chests pierced by the Demon-Suppressing Sword in an instant.
After being severely damaged, their huge wings flapped weakly twice, and then they fell from the sky like a tattered kite.
——With the bonus of the sword domain and the passive magical power of demon suppression, even if Lu Qingshan did not use the power of demon suppression, he could already kill a seventh-grade demon cultivator instantly with a single sword strike.
The sword domain's secret of "See" had already absorbed the corresponding spiritual power from these fallen demon cultivators.
Lu Qingshan did not waste it either. He slashed out with the flying sword and the demon-suppressing sword in his hand at the same time, unleashing the power of the soul attached to the sword.
Boom boom boom boom!
The four seventh-grade demon cultivators who were targeted by Lu Qingshan only felt their source spirits tremble at this moment, and a severe cramping pain came, and then their eyes went dark and they were in a daze.
Immediately, the sword blade swept across their necks cleanly and neatly.
Another four great heads flew out.
In less than two breaths, eight seventh-grade eagle demons fell under Lu Qingshan's sword.
At this time, several eighth-grade demon cultivators finally couldn't bear it anymore. They roared, rushed towards Lu Qingshan, and entangled with Lu Qingshan, trying to stop Lu Qingshan's slaughter.
Lu Qingshan was indifferent to this, and did not seem too panicked. He just nodded and said nonchalantly: "You brought this upon yourself."
The moment the voice fell, his figure disappeared out of thin air.
When he appeared again, Lu Qingshan was already close to these eighth-grade demon cultivators. The Demon-Suppressing Sword, which was flashing with a faint black light, chopped down heavily at them.
The energy in his body quickly rushed towards the demon suppressor.
Lu Qingshan used his magical power to suppress demons in this sword.
The demon-suppressing sword was slashed down, and the void was turbulent. An incomparable wave broke out, carrying with it boundless power, sweeping towards the several eighth-grade demon cultivators.
A puffing sound was heard.
Even though the demon cultivators felt the danger from the sword and tried their best to mobilize their divine and demonic bodies to resist, Zhenmo still pierced through the divine and demonic bodies of these demon cultivators one after another and opened a hole in their flesh.
These eighth-grade demon cultivators were seriously injured and retreated while making sharp screams, but how could Lu Qingshan let them go like that?
Boom boom boom!
Three flying swords that were circling and hunting in the sword domain arrived at the right time, piercing these already injured eighth-grade demon cultivators into sieves, and then they fell out powerlessly.
This is just a microcosm of the battle.
Lu Qingshan's figure kept moving back and forth within the sword domain, and flying swords flew out one after another.
The corpses of the demon cultivators fell down like rain, densely and continuously.
There is no frills, no excessive techniques, it is just pure crushing power.
Whether they were seventh-grade or eighth-grade demon cultivators, they were all treated equally and crushed.
The evil cultivators came like a swarm of insects and locusts, covering the sky and the earth.
Every time Lu Qingshan had to face the attacks of dozens of demon cultivators at the same time, it was inevitable that he would be unable to defend himself in time.
But what was visible to the naked eye was that there was a layer of fine and fragmented sword energy attached to his body, isolating all attacks from the demon cultivators within three feet.
After dozens of breaths passed, and most of the demon cultivators in this wave were killed by Lu Qingshan, the demon cultivators in Mangcheng finally reacted.
Thousands of black spots rose from Mangcheng and flew towards Lu Qingshan.
"There are powerful human warriors launching surprise attacks!" The demon cultivator in charge in the city discovered something was wrong and sent out truly powerful warriors and a large army.
There is no doubt that when Lu Qingshan kills the first batch of magic cultivators sent by Mangcheng, the second wave of magic cultivators sent by Mangcheng will be the strongest lineup that Mangcheng can come up with.
In terms of quantity alone, there are already thousands.
The cultivation levels of these demon cultivators vary. Generally speaking, the seventh level is definitely the most numerous.
Although there are quite a few eighth-grade demon cultivators, they are also limited, and most of them are cast once, with three casts being extremely rare.
Anyway, when Lu Qingshan used his spiritual sense to explore, he only discovered nineteen Three-Cast Demon Lords.
However, there is not a single demon cultivator above the third level, or even a ninth level demon cultivator.
This made Lu Qingshan feel more confident.
Sure enough, there were no ninth-grade demon cultivators left behind the demon clan.
He suddenly felt relieved and no longer hesitated, and just went all out.
"Sword World!"
Within the sword domain, fifty thousand sword energies immediately surged out, surrounding him and continuously shooting out.
The group of demon cultivators standing in the front had not even reacted to what was happening before their bodies were torn into pieces by the sword energy and turned into a bloody rain that flew out.
But this is not the end. Lu Qingshan also used his secret sword, Sunrise, to attach the power of his soul to these sword energies by using the method of sword light differentiation.
Therefore, these sword energies are still shooting forward. Any demon cultivator who is pierced by the sword energy will suffer damage to his soul at best, and death at worst.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan seemed to have transformed into a shining sun, with countless rays of light shooting out in all directions with his body as the center.
That is sword energy and sword light.
The bloody massacre began.
From that moment on, the sky outside Mangcheng was filled with horrific howls, painful screams, the sounds of exploding bodies, and the sonic booms of flying swords.
…
In the mountains not far from the battlefield, a team of Mangzhou monks have been hiding in the woods for a long time.
They were unwilling to leave because their hometown was invaded by demons and their families were destroyed, so they stayed and wandered in the demon-occupied area, just looking for an opportunity to take revenge.
There are many such cultivators in the demon-occupied area at this time.
But they only targeted lone demon cultivators and never thought of anything else.
So when they saw Lu Qingshan coming down from the sky and facing an entire city of demon cultivators in Mangcheng, those people simply couldn't believe their eyes.
"How is it possible for one person to face so many demon cultivators with ease? How did he do it?"
"Why in my perception, he seems to be a... fusion cultivator?" someone was unsure.
"In my perception, it is also true..." A cultivator next to him was also shocked, "When did it become as easy for a combined sword cultivator to fight against a city of demon cultivators alone as cutting vegetables?"
…
An hour later.
As the sun gradually climbed higher in the sky , no more demon cultivators rushed out of Mangcheng.
If he doesn't come, I will go.
So Lu Qingshan flew towards Mangcheng.
There are still many demon cultivators in Mangcheng.
These demon cultivators are already vulnerable and lack strength, and they don’t even have the courage to leave the city to fight.
But Lu Qingshan will not feel any sympathy because of this.
As soon as he thought about it, four flying swords flew out and circled directly in the city, reaping lives like the scythe of the god of death.
Lu Qingshan is not going to let any demon cultivator go.
Another half a quarter of an hour passed.
Only after no more demon cultivators could be found in the huge Mang City did Lu Qingshan once again transform into a sword light and fly towards the northwest.
He was going to the next demon city.
Just a Mangcheng could not satisfy his appetite.
At this time, Sword Sect leader Xie Qingyun was traveling alone in the Wujian Realm, trying to find the inner demon's real body and destroy it with his sword.
At this moment, the two peak masters of the Sword Sect, Gu Qiu and Li Shiyi, were in the area covered by the tail current of the Spirit Sea Tide, fighting with the pursuers of the Demon Clan.
He does not have the amazing strength of the sect master and the two peak masters now, but as the young master of the Sword Sect, since he has come to Zhongling, he must do something.
Therefore, when Lu Qingshan parted with Xie Qingyun at Longcheng Pass, he decided in his heart to do something that sounded like a fairy tale.
He wanted to open up a third battlefield outside the Wujian Realm and the tail of the Linghai Tide.
A battlefield that belongs only to him.
He wants...
One person, all the demon cities in the demon-occupied area...
Kill them all!
Then, take back Mangzhou!
