A tenth-level psychic wolf demon bit out the throat of a disciple, and its triangular eyes locked onto the blue-shirted Cang Yu Sword Sect disciples.
He got down on all fours, released black demonic power from his whole body, and ran wildly towards the few Sword Sect disciples.
Due to his powerful aura, both humans and demons consciously dodge and clear a path, and any obstacle blocking the road will be torn to pieces or bitten to death by his claws.
When it came a few feet in front of the disciples of the Sword Sect, the wolf demon was covered in blood, its mane exploded, it was much larger, and it let out a shrill howl at the few people.
A powerful sound wave appeared on the bloody battlefield, and the circular sound waves broke through the ground, forming ditches, and blasted towards the six Sword Sect disciples.
"roy~"
The older disciple was the first to discover the wolf demon and shouted loudly to alert the junior disciples.
As if feeling the power of this sound wave, four disciples immediately blocked the other two senior brothers, holding their swords across their chests. They all waved forward and shouted, "Yu~"
The four forces formed a transparent protective wall to block the front of the sound wave. The sound wave violently collided with the transparent wall, and the wind and dust kicked up flew away all the monsters and humans within five feet.
In the smoke and dust, two more cold lights came through, as fast as lightning, stabbing at the wolf demon.
The two cold lights moved smartly, and the cold light pierced the wolf demon according to their wishes, up, down, left and right, almost forming a white cocoon, covering the wolf demon inside.
The hair of the wolf demon stood up all over its body, its long pointed wolf head swayed slightly from side to side, its eyes were strangely separated, one eye stared at a white light, and the green eyes moved rapidly and irregularly in the eye sockets.
"Destroy!"
The two Cangyu Sect disciples pinched their fingers to formulate formulas and shouted in unison.
The cold light formed by the two swords passing through the air stabbed at the wolf demon from tricky angles at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The dense aura attached to the sword seemed ordinary, but when it passed through the air, it vaguely burned a thin line in the air.
Smoke.
This kind of flying sword is the "Wandering Dragon Sword Technique". Only the outer disciples of Cangyu Sword Sect can learn it. It is a famous sword technique in Qingzhou.
Mo Jiuxuan couldn't help but sigh, it was a second-rate sect, the quality of this sword technique was even higher than the green quality technique provided by the treasure house.
The Cangyu Sword Sect has a great cause, and the swordsmanship learned by the outer disciples are all of this level. What kind of swordsmanship with gods and ghosts have those inner disciples, direct disciples, learned?
The wolf demon's two eyes were each staring at a flying sword. Seeing that the flying sword became more flexible and flew faster, he was already prepared in his heart.
"You little bastard from the human race, how dare you look down on your uncle wolf?"
He roared wildly, and his body suddenly jumped up, spinning at high speed in the air like a top. His gray-brown fingertips suddenly hit the air, and the two flying swords made a crisp sound at the same time, broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
The two Cang Yu Sect disciples who wielded swords with their spiritual consciousness raised their heads and made a puff sound at the same time. After spitting out blood, their breath became weak and their consciousness was severely damaged. Although they struggled to stand, they fell backwards uncontrollably.
"Senior brother, senior brother~"
"Brother Dao?"
"The disciples of Cangyu Sword Sect were defeated!"
As the two men were seriously injured, the wolf demon let out a roar of triumph, and the newly rising momentum of the sect disciples on the battlefield suddenly stagnated, plummeting like a flood.
The wolf demon grinned and launched a surprise attack on the four Sword Sect disciples in front of him. Because their senior brother was injured, the four disciples were filled with hatred for the wolf demon. They attacked together, pouring all their spiritual power into the long sword to kill the wolf demon.
After the claws were swung, four arc-shaped white lights lit up in front of their eyes, and then the swords in their hands quietly shattered. At the same time, the sound of clothes tearing came from their chests.
They looked down blankly at the torn clothes on their chests. The four bloody wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, and blood was gurgling out. They looked very miserable.
The wolf demon succeeded with one move, and the wolf howled and pounced on four people again. The four Sword Sect disciples were seriously injured and unable to fight back. They could only cover their chests with angry expressions and wait for death to come.
Many people have turned their heads and couldn't bear to see the four outstanding disciples of the Sword Sect suffer such misfortune, and more people felt helpless and desolate.
If the Sword Sect disciples cannot protect themselves, then they will have no choice but to be slaughtered by the demon clan in the next battle.
The momentum was vented again and again.
The disciples of the sect were suffocating in their chests, and even if they died, they would have to pull a few people on their backs. Some even turned around and looked hopefully at the foundation-building monks at the rear of the battlefield, hoping that they could take action.
It's a pity that the foundation-building monks and the demon clan's transformed demons restrict each other. Although they feel sad in their hearts, they can't take action.
The transformed demons found that the battlefield was already in a one-sided situation, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces. When they looked at the human monks opposite, they couldn't help but feel proud.
Mo Jiuxuan, Lian Yue and other foundation-building monks closed their eyes in regret.
These sect disciples may not be able to go back.
"Bastard, I'm going to kill those animals across the way~"
Mo Jiuxuan didn't bother to take action against the demon clan in the psychic stage, but he didn't feel any psychological burden at all if he wanted to kill the big transformed demons on the opposite side.
You kill my disciples from the human race, and I will kill your great demon from the demon race.
Very good deal.
"Senior brother, don't be impulsive."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lian Yue quickly grabbed Mo Jiuxuan's sleeve and hinted with her eyes, "This place is surrounded by monsters. If you take action, it will cause a group fight. It will be very dangerous."
"What are you afraid of? Come one and I'll kill one, come two and I'll kill a pair." Mo Jiuxuan gritted his teeth.
"There are so many monsters here, can you kill them all? Let's take a look. If those monsters want to kill them all, we won't be too late to speak."
Lian Yue continued to persuade.
"Hmph~ I hope they will stop when they see fit, otherwise I won't be able to bear it anymore."
Mo Jiu
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It was already troublesome enough for Mo Xiaoran to stab Sun Dao, the obedient Taoist Priest Tianyu of Ziyun Sect, with one shot. If he provokes the demon clan again in Donghua Mountain, the life safety of both father and daughter will be in question in the future.
But watching the human disciples being slaughtered by the monsters is really hard to accept.
Things in the spiritual world are so ruthless and helpless.
The wolf demon injured several Jian Sect disciples and quickly re-inflicted wounds on them. The corpses of the four younger and younger disciples were separated, which was too horrific to look at.
The two remaining disciples saw their junior brother die violently, their eyes were red, they controlled the flying sword with their fingers, and wanted to fight the wolf monster desperately.
I saw the wolf demon with a relaxed expression, using brute force to break the flying sword, its slender body moving in the air, wild and elegant, it seemed that what it faced was not two desperate monks, but a piece of meat on the pad.
"Human race, ha~"
The contemptuous tone was not concealed, and there was no need to hide it, "You two look good, I will take them back and eat them slowly."
Thinking that they would be reduced to the demon tribe's food after death, the disciples of the Sword Sect were inexplicably filled with grief and anger. They no longer defended themselves, and used all their moves to strike with all their might, hoping to at least injure the opponent before they died.
The flying sword shattered, and the wolf demon was easily unscathed. It lay on the ground and let out a threatening roar. The two Sword Sect disciples looked at each other, and they both saw despair in each other's eyes.
The two of them suddenly laughed and took out a short blade from their waists and placed it across their necks.
Unable to win, the two of them wanted to die and not be tainted by the demon clan.
At this moment, a spear flew over the battlefield, silently, passing over hundreds of feet of densely packed human-headed demon heads, and flew diagonally towards the wolf demon's back.
The wolf demon's six senses are so sharp that when it senses danger approaching, its legs and feet will already move.
As soon as he took a step laterally, a spear fell beside him and was stuck on the ground next to his body.
For a moment, the ground exploded and gravel flew.
After the gravel hit the ground and the dust dissipated, the gun body was still shaking.
Thinking of the critical moment just now, the wolf demon who was killing everyone was sweating coldly at this moment.
It stands to reason that if it is thrown from such a far distance, it will at least cause a lot of noise due to friction with the air. However, this gun seems to hide its murderous intent, sneaking and soundlessly, and it comes so lightly, but it bursts out with a command.
The power of heart palpitations.
It shouldn’t be!
As I was thinking over and over again in my mind, there was a slight chill coming from behind me. It felt very evil!
A capital word for surprise.
He jumped up in fear and turned to look at where he was standing. The young man in gray robes with a sinister appearance could not hide the disappointment in his eyes and just looked helplessly.
Who is this?
Why does he look like a ghost? The gray-robed Chen Sang took out the healing pill and gave it to two Sword Sect disciples. The two disciples looked at Chen Sang with blank expressions and forgot to thank him.
Chen Sang turned to look at the wolf demon, "Why don't you take action yet?"
The wolf demon was stunned for a moment, and then realized that these words were not meant for me!
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and a foot appeared on the top of the wolf demon's head, a delicate little foot embroidered with flowers, tapping lightly on the wolf demon's head.
When the wolf demon reacted, the slender toe was already on the top of his head.
Seemingly light and powerless, the wolf demon's head seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. With a "buzz" sound, it plunged its head downwards into the ground with a thunderous force, and a deafening roar was heard in the battlefield.
voice.
The billowing smoke and dust dissipated, and the powdery little girl looked calm, as if the kick just now was just an ordinary blow. She held the spear beside her, and in front of her was a large pit about one foot deep.
At the bottom, there is a confused wolf monster in the shape of a large character.
Can anyone tell me what happened just now?
Is the end of the foundation-building monk?
Impossible, with the great monster of the demon clan watching from the side, it is impossible for the foundation-building monks to kill the demon clan at will.
So, what exactly happened?
The wolf demon's whole body ached, his bones were almost broken, his ears were ringing, and he seemed confused.
Mo Xiaoran smiled slightly at the two Sword Sect disciples, "Two senior brothers, are you okay?"
The disciples of the Sword Sect who had already taken the healing pill were still immersed in the shocking appearance of the little girl. Hearing this, he nodded blankly, his mind going blank.
Mo Xiaoran raised his spear, raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers and sisters, follow me to kill the enemy!"
The loud children's voices echoed over the battlefield for a long time. Most people were still in a state of confusion. I don't know whose child was so bold and dared to speak nonsense in such a Shura field.
But soon, all doubts and disdain disappeared.
A spear was charging wildly, and wherever it passed, a group of monsters shouted.
The first ones to wake up were the disciples of Wuji Sect.
When they saw that it was the daughter of Mo Jiuxuan, the master of Qingguang Peak, who was sweeping across the demon tribe, everyone thought of the terrifying scene of the talent test conference, where stars fell from the sky, as if it was the end of the world.
"It is indeed her. She is worthy of the Nine-Star Dou Huang Body. With this fighting power, she is invincible in the Qi Refining Realm."
"Keep your eyes open, Junior Sister Xiao Ran is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining."
"You can be so arrogant at the sixth level of Qi Refining. I'm afraid you're dreaming?"
After several disciples muttered briefly, they immediately responded to the junior sister, followed her, and charged towards the demon clan.
Many people were surprised to find that the demon clan's combat power seemed to have suddenly dropped a lot, and the stormy offensive immediately turned into a drizzle, making them quite easy to deal with.
As the momentum rose and fell, the disciples of the sect seemed to have found a backbone, and they all attached themselves to Mo Xiaoran, rushing back and forth to kill him.
The demon tribe was killed by this sudden fighting force and was in a state of disarray.
Originally they still had the strength to fight, but faced with a battlefield situation with no chance of winning, many demon clans had the intention of retreating.
After all, everyone has been practicing for so long, and no demon is willing to fight a battle with no chance of winning.
When the first demon clan threw down his weapon and turned around to run away, soon the surrounding demon clan followed his example and ran away.
More and more demons joined the fleeing team, and the number of demons decreased rapidly.
The demon clan who had the courage to resist was killed on the spot by the sect disciples with red eyes. Those who escaped early saved their lives.
When all the psychic demons fled the battlefield, leaving corpses all over the ground, the transformed demon behind the battlefield looked gloomy and stared at the little girl who was surrounded by the disciples of the sect and cheered loudly.
Carved in pink and jade, with a slender figure, it is in sharp contrast to the domineering and powerful spear next to it.
But it was this little girl who seemed so weak that she single-handedly changed the situation and reversed the massacre.
They looked very ugly, as if they might take action at any time and kill this genius in advance.