Chapter 55 Fighting the Qingming One Hundred Thousand Demons Alone!
"You can't even hope to survive as a demon?"
On the top of a hill to the west of Qingming Mountain, a beautiful woman in a black dress was standing.
She stood in the wind, her clothes fluttering, her eyes looking ahead at the wave of hundreds of thousands of monsters, the cold air surging!
"No matter how talented a child is, it is useless if his IQ is insufficient. He will die sooner or later, and there is no point in cultivating him at all!"
After saying this, the beautiful woman in black dress turned around and wanted to leave!
"Master Ning Sword Master!"
Elder Wang and Shangguan Jia quickly stood in front of her.
"Please Great Sword Lord, take another look! As long as we fight, Yun Xiao will definitely be able to catch your eye." Elder Wang said quickly.
"What are you fighting for? There are only three thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators who are guarding the gate of Mortal Realm. Why don't you come to this demon lair because you don't want to live long?" The beautiful woman in black dress smiled contemptuously, "Don't tell me this is called young blood.
It’s a thing to deceive children. Those who are brave and foolhardy will be played to death sooner or later. It’s a purely retarded act and tasteless!”
After saying that, she frowned and looked at the two men in front of her!
One of these two people is fat, the other is rough. Standing together with a charming lady like her, there is indeed a clear sense of hierarchy.
"Go away."
Her tone was very light, but anyone who knew her well knew that she would not be polite if these two "inferior men" in her eyes were to get entangled again.
A trip in vain!
Moreover, it is still a waste of time with these two low-quality men.
She was speechless!
Elder Wang and Shangguan Jia looked at each other.
"well!"
They could only bow their heads, sigh, and no longer dare to stop him.
"Yun Xiao once represented Jiange in the championship. He picked off one hundred and twenty people and killed them all!" Shangguan Jia muttered in a low voice.
laugh!
The beautiful woman in the black dress chuckled lightly, looked a little dismissively, her delicate body escaped into the wind, and walked away in the blink of an eye.
"We're all here, just pretend to be cool and leave, really!" Shangguan Jia said helplessly.
"You are worthy of being the woman who threw Xuanran into Qinghun right after she was born and whom I haven't seen once in twenty-two years!" Elder Wang was indignant.
But, no way!
They can't stop people.
"Forget it, let's look at Yun Xiao!" Shangguan Jia said.
"Yes! I believe him, we won't ask for help! We rely on ourselves!" Elder Wang looked at the three thousand sword cultivators, his blood already boiling.
"Let's come too!"
The two of them looked at the blue falling flag of Qingming Mountain, gritted their teeth, hatred surged in their eyes, and went to support with their swords!
"I really don't want to tell Xiaoran that her mother didn't even look at her after she came..."
Elder Wang looked at Zhao Xuanran and sighed in his heart!
They enter!
"Why are you two here?" Li Chenlong asked loudly.
Elder Wang gritted his teeth and recounted the story.
When everyone heard this, they were speechless!
"Has she been here?" A female voice trembled slightly.
When everyone looked around, they saw Zhao Xuanran looking blankly to the west, but there was nothing there.
"Xiaoran, there's no need!" Elder Wang said seriously.
"I got it!" Zhao Xuanran lowered her eyebrows, with a trace of hatred flashing in her eyes. She quickly raised her head, looked at the hundred thousand demons, and said coldly: "I'm here to kill demons today, and I don't need to ask her for anything."
As soon as she finished speaking, a hand gently patted her shoulder.
Zhao Xuanran turned around and saw that it was Yun Xiao.
There is no daylight in the Northern Wasteland, but there is sunshine on the young man's body, shining on the three thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators!
He is the light of this moment!
"It's her regret that she missed the exciting plot." Yun Xiao's words were full of indelible faith.
"Well!" Zhao Xuanran looked at him tenderly, "Junior brother Yun, senior sister will accompany you!"
"Okay!" Yun Xiao nodded.
He turned around suddenly!
At this moment, the ferocious thoughts of the one hundred thousand demons ahead were overwhelming, and countless ferocious murderous intentions had already formed waves of demonic mist, rushing towards their three thousand sword cultivators!
"Yue Xian, the ten eight-hundred-year-old demon kings, and thousands of demons who can transform have all disappeared." Yun Xiao frowned.
"This is their tactic!" Zhao Xuanran said with hatred.
"Tactics?"
"Yes! Northern Wilderness is a place of resentment. Everything can breed into a monster. The most indispensable thing here is little monsters! Three years ago, the Demon Emperor of Northern Wilderness relied on the lives of 20,000 little monsters to kill my father and seven senior brothers.
Senior sister's mana was exhausted, so she took action against them!" Blood-red hatred surged in Zhao Xuanran's beautiful eyes.
Right in front of you is Qingming Mountain!
Tens of thousands of demons besieged eight people!
This is the pain in Jiange’s heart!
"Demons are different from people. People are afraid of death, but little demons have not yet developed their spiritual intelligence, so it is best to control them..." Chen Dong said in a deep voice.
"Yue Xian and those demon kings are now dormant in the depths of Qingming Mountain. They are just waiting for us to fight until we are exhausted, and then they will swarm us!"
One hundred thousand little demons!
Even if there are three thousand sword cultivators, it will take a long time to kill them!
This so-called tactic is despicable and very effective!
This is the demon tide tactic of the demons of the Northern Wilderness!
There are only a handful of mortals who can become sword cultivators.
And the monsters in the Northern Wilderness are endless!
Because of this, even the people of Wanjianhai would think that coming to the Demon Nest for a decisive battle is a retard!
Looking at the endless 100,000 demons, even though the 3,000 Green Soul Sword Cultivators are filled with passion and hatred, I still feel a sense of powerlessness in my heart at this moment.
There are really too many!
When will the killing last?
Human beings are not made of steel, and their magic power is limited. Who can fight his way through without dying?
That Moon Fairy is a cunning and cunning fox demon!
She is not moral at all!
"kill--!"
On the Qingming Mountain, the demonic mist rolled, shrouded the one hundred thousand demons, and penetrated into the bodies of those demons!
One hundred thousand demons, with scarlet eyes, looking like crazy!
Under the indifferent and contemptuous command of Na Yuexian, one hundred thousand demons roared and hissed, making the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and rushed towards the three thousand sword cultivators!
Boom boom boom!
For a time, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon had no light!
Demonic mist, vicious blood, poison, and ghostly wind are coming overwhelmingly.
Every little demon uses its hands and feet, grinning, showing no fear of death, only greed, hunger, and violence in its eyes!
At this moment, the terror of the demon was like pouring a basin of cold water on the Three Thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators.
Even people with faith like Cai Maomao and Qin Tong looked at the terrifying scene of hundreds of thousands of ferocious monsters galloping ahead. The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the hand holding the sword trembled!
Fortunately, the white shadow in front was fixed in front of the crowd, stabilizing people's hearts and fighting spirit!
Yun Xiao looked forward, his eyes extremely calm!
"You fly to the sky with swords!" he said suddenly.
"Stewardship?!"
Everyone was nervous and immediately followed the instructions.
Buzz buzz!
One by one, Qinghun Sword Cultivators soared into the sky with their swords!
After they took off, they felt much more relaxed, because among the hundreds of thousands of demons, there were only more than a thousand that could fly!
three years ago!
Zhao Jianxing and the Seventh Son of Jiange, Yujian, could not escape because Yuexian had summoned all the flying monsters in the Northern Wilderness in order to kill them, and almost all of them were killed!
There were predecessors who paved the way, but now that these three thousand descendants came to the Northern Wilderness, the situation immediately changed.
"We wield swords, but these hundred thousand monsters can't do anything to us!"
Cai Maomao burst into tears immediately.
It's his brother!
"They have killed all the flying demons..."
How heroic was that day?
Thinking of them, the Three Thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators, the fire in their hearts burns brightly!
"The problem is, even if we use our sword spirit to control the sword, we can't kill the demon, right?"
How about a life and death battle?
And wielding a sword also consumes mana!
"Wait a minute, someone is flying into the sky without a sword!"
As soon as these words came out, the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators made a fuss!
They looked down and saw a white shadow standing firmly in front of the one hundred thousand demons!
"Junior Brother Yun!"
Even Zhao Xuanran didn't expect that he would use one person and the power of a sword to stop a hundred thousand demons!
"How courageous is this?!" Li Chenlong was shocked.
"Xiao Ran, how far has he cultivated in the past three days?" Chen Dong asked in a trembling voice.
"I do not know……"
Zhao Xuanran stared blankly at the white shadow, his heart filled with turmoil.
All she knew was that when he opened the treasure pavilion, he locked herself inside.
Three days later, Baoge opened its doors!
After he came out of seclusion, Zhao Xuanran took a look inside.
Qinghun Pavilion is empty!
The young man touched his head at that time and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, the interest will still be calculated as five thousand!"
He will pay it back!
Zhao Xuanran didn't know why he took away the foundation accumulated by Qinghun for hundreds of years!
Anyway, she agreed to keep it a secret!
And she also agreed that no matter what he did today, she would cooperate and never act out of impulse.
"Go and help Yunxiao!"
Many people were shocked when they saw this and shouted quickly.
"No need!" Zhao Xuanran shouted and immediately stopped the other sword cultivators.
Everyone looked at her with confusion in their eyes.
"Senior Sister Zhao..."
"Leave it to him first! We won't be late until he gives the order!" Zhao Xuanran said resolutely.
"yes!"
Sanqian Sword Cultivator nodded.
One person and one sword, kill one round first?
Their eyes were on fire, looking at the young man in white with such intensity!
Hot-blooded, explosive!
"One hundred thousand little demons, but one hundred thousand mortal warriors, do you want to hurt my Junior Brother Yun at all?" Cai Maomao roared angrily.
"Kill!"
While they were shouting in unison, the young man was already waving his sword, and he was like an immortal with a sword!
Three thousand green souls control the sky!
He alone fights Qing Ming's hundreds of thousands of demons!
Ahead, the wind is howling and dark clouds cover the moon!
Among the fierce and ferocious faces, some are completely animal-like, some are half-human and half-animal, and some are filthy and become monsters!
Yunxiao's white clothes are flying in the middle of the horizontal sword!
The Immortal of Creation, the beauty of a generation!
Such a picture is enough for everyone present to remember it for a lifetime!
One hundred thousand monsters in white clothes and blue swords!
Who in the world doesn’t know Yunxiao?
"Come!"
Yun Xiao stepped on the ground and rushed out suddenly!
The land of Qingming Mountain burst into pieces!
White clothes like a devil!
The green sword in his hand flew out!
Flying sword, swallow tail flashing!
Biao Fei's first sword penetrated eight thousand feet in an instant!
Within eight thousand feet, there are rocks, soil, and demons!
No matter what it was, it was instantly pierced by the flying sword!
The rocks exploded, and corpses and blood flew into the sky!
With one sword, he cut a bloody path straight through Qingming Mountain!
"So strong!!"
When the three thousand green soul sword cultivators saw this, their eyes burned, and it was thrilling!
What state is he in?
Everyone wants to know, but no one knows!
Ding!
The scary thing is that when the flying sword returned to his hand, it was not stained with a drop of blood!
All sucked by the sword soul!
The flying sword rotated like a storm in his hand. The twenty-nine-layered sword was like a twenty-nine-headed green dragon, and a black sword ring surrounded it like a demon!
"This is not just a sword, this is a life-devouring nightmare!" Cai Maomao said in shock.
Three thousand of them watched helplessly as Yun Xiao shot out the flying sword again and again!
A sword!
Another sword!
The sword cuts through eight thousand feet of blood!
Wherever the flying sword went, the demon exploded with blood, no bones were left, and the blood flowed into a river!
At least thousands of people died in battle!
The scary thing is that those 100,000 demons have not yet rushed to Yun Xiao's eyes!