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Chapter 108: The whale drink has not swallowed the sea, and the sword energy is already in the autum(1/2)

No matter how you look at it, a mere seven hundred sword cultivators from the Sword Sect cannot resolve such a simple, brutal and direct attack by the demon army.

Because the demon army didn't have any plans this time, they just used their power to suppress others in an upright manner.

No matter how powerful the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect is, there is still an upper limit.

In the demonic mist, Demon Lord Taixuan looked at Hutou City, and his expression gradually returned to calmness, which was extremely calm.

But deep in his eyes, there were actually some thoughts and doubts hidden deep inside.

The three thousand sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are all top-notch figures, so how could they be so stupid as to disturb the tree and seek death?

But he couldn't figure out how these seven hundred sword cultivators could stop them.

Is it possible that true preparation means that only one man can stand the test, and ten thousand people cannot open it?

If they really do this, Demon Lord Taixuan can be sure that the more than 700 sword cultivators from the Sword Sect today will all be wiped out in the end, and not a single one will be left.

Even if the swordsman of the Sword Sect is sharper than imagined, and a flying sword can slice and dice thousands of enemies, it will still be useless in the end.

You must know that the total number of demon troops they used this time exceeds ten million. Even if they are divided thinly along the three cities on the front line, there are still millions of people here.

It is beyond human power to stop such a mighty demon army in Hutou City.

Even if the Sword Immortal comes in person, he may not be able to do it.

The legion of black scale demons began to speed up, their scales shone coldly like armor, and their voices were as violent as thunder.

Due to their strict hierarchy, the demons are more obedient and can give orders better than the humans.

Therefore, these extraordinary strength of the Black Scale Demon Clan turned out to be like a well-trained army with excellent tactical skills. They formed a charging formation and charged straight forward.

There were so many of them, and they were a large, dark mass, and it seemed that in just a moment, they could drown the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect blocking the way.

The pressure is astonishingly strong.

The cold light shone everywhere, like thunder and startling people.

On the other side, there is a turbulent flow composed of more than a thousand flying swords and thousands of sword energy slashed by Gu Qiu, which also continue to rush forward.

The sword's light shimmers and its sound is like thunder.

Attack and defense.

Sword and armor.

The Black Scale Demons who were charging at the front could already feel the sharp force coming from the flying swords.

Their faces were pale and a little nervous.

"Come on, don't be afraid!"

The leader of the Black Scale Demon Tribe was a ninth-grade demon cultivator, who shouted loudly.

He was also nervous, but countless battles had fully demonstrated that their scales had absolute restraint against pure physical damage attacks like flying swords.

So he took the lead and charged at the forefront.

The next moment, the torrent of steel collided with the Jian River.

The sharp flying sword, carrying strong speed and power, rotated and violently came into contact with the scales on his body.

At this moment, a ray of light faintly emanated from under the scales of this ninth-grade black-scaled demon. The densely packed and complicated symbols activated, causing a strange brilliance to cover the outer layer of the scales.

At this time, the bloodline magical power of their Black Scale Demon Tribe stimulated a layer of magic patterns on the already hard scale armor, giving it even more powerful defensive capabilities.

"Come on!" the leading ninth-level demon cultivator said fiercely.

It was not like he had never faced sword cultivators before in the battle of Longcheng Pass.

The result at that time was that after he used his bloodline magical power, the flying swords that these sword cultivators had always been proud of were unable to pierce even the outermost layer of brilliance of his scales, and could only emit an ear-piercing sound in vain.

There was a sound of friction, and then it returned helplessly.

This time, it must be the same!

The next moment, a dull impact sounded.

The extremely confident ninth-grade black scale demon who was at the front of the queue just disappeared.

He turned into a ball of blood mist, and the exploding scales were like disintegrating armor, flying everywhere.

The broken scales flew extremely fast, like hidden weapons that shone with cold light.

Immediately afterwards, another black scale demon disappeared, disappearing in the sky full of blood and scales.

Then more Black Scale Demons fell one after another.

The demon clan's momentum was overwhelming, and the first wave of charge, which was bound to win, turned into an extremely bloody and tragic scene.

The black scale demons in the first array had their scales shattered and their bones broken, blood splattered everywhere, and they exploded with screams.

Within a moment, the sky between the demon army and Hutou City was filled with a rain of blood and iron flakes from the charging Black Scale Demon.

The scene was extremely bloody.

In the magic mist, Demon Lord Taixuan widened his eyes, looking towards Hutou City and Gu Qiu hanging in the air.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

"Sword Sect" Demon Lord Taixuan murmured.

Indeed, the Black Scale Demon Clan is a restrained sword cultivator.

But there is no such thing as absolute restraint.

If so, it's just because you're not strong enough.

The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are strong enough.

Therefore, the Xuanlin Demon Tribe cannot restrain the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect.

There is a saying that is widely circulated in the spiritual world:

"There are only two types of sword cultivators in the world, one is the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect, and the other is the sword cultivator of other swordsmen."

Although it is somewhat exaggerated and a bit too absolute, it also reflects from the side the strength and uniqueness of the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect.

In the sky, the demon cultivators who fell behind the Black Scale Demon Clan's legion were already feeling the fear from the Black Scale Demon's cruel outcome.

There is no doubt that under their constant charge, these sword cultivators will eventually be exhausted and swallowed up.

But they also know that before that happens, they will have to pay a heavy price.

The demon cultivators obeyed the orders of the demon lords and did not dare to disobey them, but the emotion of fear was definitely not something that living beings could avoid.

Puff puff!

The sword cultivators' offensive did not stop.

Thousands of sword shadows turned into sword rainbows in the air, following an extremely smooth and natural trajectory, spreading out in all directions, launching a massacre.

Although the sword is fast and the edge is sharp, what is truly chilling is the cold killing intent contained within it.

Gu Qiu took hold of the wormwood sword and struck out with the sword again.

The sword energy is vast, misty and boundless, appearing in the blue sky, like the water of a great river.

He is a swordsman who specializes in the external sword, and the external sword is a close combat sword.

But in Gu Qiu's hands, his outer sword method was more ferocious than the inner sword in far-end attacks.

The road leads to the same destination.

After sword cultivation reaches a certain level, the outer sword and the inner sword are no longer as distinct as before, but can confirm each other.

In the demon alliance camp.

Demon Lord Taixuan watched his men continue to fall under the flying swords, but his expression was still extremely calm, as if those who died were not his.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned slightly.

"Obviously the highest level is only the Eighth Level. We all know that except for Xie Qingyun, everyone else in the Sword Sect is only the Eighth Level. But why can their Eighth Level be so tyrannical?"

Everyone in the world knows that the Eight Realms of Jian Zong are the best in the world.

But at this moment, Demon Lord Taixuan discovered that the Eight Realms of Sword Sect were actually stronger and higher than the rumors.

Before this, the world, including the demon clan, paid most of their attention to sword cultivators, namely Xie Qingyun, Chu Mu Shen, and Li Qiubei.

Because in ten thousand years, sword cultivators have confirmed that only these three people have advanced to the ninth realm. Apart from that, there has never been a new sword immortal. The others have stayed in the eighth realm for many years.

Eight realms, is it weak?

Not weak.

But in the context of the Dao Demon War, the Eight Realms seem to be just more powerful cannon fodder.

The Soldier Demon Clan has been at odds with the Sword Sect for many years, and has a strong fear of the Eight Realm Sword Cultivators.

But the other demons really didn't pay much attention to the Eighth Realm monks.

Until today, until the sword sect came to Zhongling, until one of the seven hundred sword cultivators took charge, until more than a thousand flying swords destroyed the dead and showed his power without reservation, Demon Lord Taixuan realized that he was wrong.

Jian Zong is not anywhere.
To be continued...
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