The ground was shaking, and with the violent noise, more than 10,000 demonic beasts attacked, targeting Lu Xuanji.
These monsters have very poor bloodline talents. Most of them are only born with shallow spiritual wisdom, with an IQ of about three years old. As for the weakest combat power, they are only at the first level of Qi training, and the strongest are only at the ninth level.
These monsters are just cannon fodder among the beast tide.
They are very weak and can kill one with just one hit.
But when more than 10,000 demonic beasts were attacking one after another, Lu Xuanji's expression also changed slightly, and his palms were sweating.
If there are too many ants, they will kill an elephant.
Moreover, these more than 10,000 monsters are much more powerful than ants.
"Slay the demon."
Lu Xuanji shouted loudly, and the Lihuo Sword in his hand flashed, running the [Sky Fire Technique]. Suddenly, eighty runes were flashing, turning into streams of light and entering the Lihuo Sword. This third-grade spiritual weapon was flashing
Move the red energy.
The Gang Qi turned into a length of three feet, and eighty runes were combined together to form a phoenix, and then a phoenix cry came.
Stab!
The void was making a slight noise, and the fiery red energy swept in, killing among the monsters, like a sharp knife slicing through tofu. Thirty monsters were affected and died; another thirty monsters were killed.
It affected serious injuries, and their flesh was roasted and tortured; another forty monsters were slightly injured, and their hair was scorched.
Suddenly the monster's position was confused.
"cut."
"cut."
"cut."
Lu Xuanji was like a god of war, activating the Lihuo Sword, and the three-foot-long red aura kept slashing down, tearing and destroying.
Like a red tornado, sweeping everything.
Like a phoenix, soaring in the nine heavens.
It's like a hell furnace, smelting everything.
Bang bang!
Every time the sword was struck, dozens of monsters were killed, and dozens more were affected.
Wherever they go, monsters are destroying them.
At the beginning, the monsters were still holding on, but after ten consecutive sword kills, more and more monsters died. The group of monsters began to disperse, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"How long can you last with such a killing move?"
Black Wolf looked at this scene with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
One man cannot be defeated by ten thousand people.
Although there are huge differences in Qi training, foundation building, purple mansion, etc., this gap can be made up by the number of people.
Dozens of Qi-training realm monsters are naturally no match for the foundation-building monks.
But if thousands or tens of thousands of demonic beasts attack them, the foundation-building monks will exhaust their true energy and die after persisting for a while.
This human monk killed dozens of monsters with one sword. Although he was extremely ferocious, how long could such a killing move last?
It won't be long before his true energy is exhausted, and that's when it's time to step forward and eat him.
"Ouch."
The black wolf roared and issued a commanding voice. The aura of blood swept in, and the aura belonging to the superior suppressed it.
There were originally some scattered monsters and a somewhat fearful team of monsters. After a while, their eyes turned blood red, and the madness belonging to the beasts was activated. The originally fearful emotions were completely overwhelmed by the wildness, and their eyes turned blood red and they let out howls.
Voice.
The scattered teams reunited and turned into small teams. Hundreds of monsters formed a group, dispersed, and surrounded them from all sides.
Ice blades, wind knives, earth thorns, thunder and lightning, fireballs, flying swords, etc., are all attacked by various spells.
The single power of these spells is very low and weak, but when hundreds of monsters are combined and the power is superimposed, it turns into a terrifying killing move.
There are no weak natal magical powers, only the demonic beasts have insufficient cultivation; there are no weak natal magical powers, only the demonic beasts have insufficient cultivation.
Boom boom boom!
Hundreds of fireballs attacked, drowning everything.
Lu Xuanji urged the Heaven-Building Cauldron, and the Heaven-Building Cauldron instantly became ten feet in size, blocking the top of his head.
The mouth opened, and hundreds of fireballs were instantly sucked into the cauldron.
"Flying Sword Cut."
Lu Xuanji took a deep breath, took out the Lihuo Sword, and stabbed continuously. Dozens of monsters were instantly killed.
The next moment, he moved his body quickly, moving a hundred meters away from the Taoist in an instant.
But at the same place, hundreds of wind blades were seen sweeping through everything.
Kill!
Lu Xuanji took a deep breath and activated the Lihuo Sword to kill. The flames were rising, destroying everything; the Butian Cauldron was flashing, devouring and refining, and resisting the magical attacks of the monsters; his body shape
Moving quickly, looking for weaknesses in the enemy monsters, and killing them continuously.
Kill kill kill!
His movements became simple and numb, and he continued to harvest life among the monsters.
The true essence is being consumed violently, and at the same time, the spiritual liquid in the Tianbu Cauldron is constantly being refined, turning into majestic true essence to support the battle.
The Dantian, which had been depleted time and time again, became full again.
The fighting continues to intensify.
One by one, the monsters were falling to the ground and throwing themselves on the street.
Trampling on the corpse of the monster, he continued to move forward, charging towards the front.
At the beginning, it was nothing, but as the battle continued, the monsters on the ground were killed one after another, one after another.
The monster beast, which was originally fearless and unafraid of death, is now tired and frightened.
The blood-red color in his eyes began to dissipate.
Subconsciously, they began to flee and evacuate.
Kill!
Lu Xuanji's arms were a little numb, his whole body was a little tired, and some tendons and muscles were damaged. Relying on the spiritual fluid in the Tiantian Cauldron, he could keep his true energy flowing, but this fatigue was getting worse.
But it cannot be relieved.
This is the first time for such a protracted battle.
The pressure on the body and the test on the body's endurance are almost tremendous.
When monks fight each other, life or death can be determined in just a few seconds. The battle rhythm is fast and short, and such a long-lasting battle almost does not exist.
"How can it be?"
"He fought for an hour and swung his sword ten thousand times in a row. Why wasn't he tired?"
"He has been fighting for an hour. Why has the true energy not been exhausted? Could it be that he has a magic weapon on his body that can store the true energy and improve his long-term combat capability."
Black Wolf said in shock.
But after the shock, there was joy and a flash of greed.
Those auxiliary magic weapons are more effective against monsters.
The human being in front of him has a magic weapon that stores true energy, which can enhance his long-term combat capability and is of great benefit to him.
"Continue the siege."
The black wolf roared and ordered the monsters under his command to continue besieging the human monk.
Monsters are most in need of cannon fodder.
One hundred thousand low-level monsters died, and another hundred thousand were immediately replenished. The last thing they were afraid of was a war of attrition.
At this moment, the monster beasts were roaring, but they didn't care at all about the black wolf's orders, and began to retreat, and even collapsed.
The black wolf was furious, and was about to activate his bloodline secret technique to suppress the remaining monsters.
But careful counting showed that in just one hour, more than 50,000 monsters were killed, hundreds of thousands of monsters were seriously injured, and even more were slightly injured.
Although there are still 700,000 monsters with enough fighting power, the morale of the monsters has been affected.
"Black Wolf Demon General, do you dare to fight me?"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji shouted loudly, and his voice sounded like thunder.
Suddenly the battlefield became silent, and all the monsters looked at him coldly, waiting for the Black Wolf Demon General to see how he would answer.
The demon clan does not like tactics and admires the strong the most.
Only the strong can gain the respect of monsters.
"Why don't you dare to fight?"
The black wolf demon general spoke and promised directly.