Chapter 31 One Person Can Form an Army

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"Looking for death!" Among the hundreds of demon cultivators rushing forward, the leaders were two high-ranking demon commanders, who roared and went straight to Lu Qingshan.

After the two of them, hundreds of seventh-rank demon cultivators displayed various supernatural powers.

Each of these seventh-rank magic cultivators can be ignored by Lu Qingshan alone.

But the number stacked up to what it is now, which is already scary for anyone.

These demon cultivators roared towards Lu Qingshan with a majestic murderous intent, like the waves of a flood.

Almost at the moment when the two leading high-level magic commanders approached, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed murderous intent.

A faint halo has already emerged from his body, mysterious and holy, surrounding his body and enveloping him.

The small room is clean!

At the same time, there are thousands of thin strands of sword energy swimming out from the acupuncture points all over his body, circling around the surface of his body, forming a sword coat, like armor.

Wan Jian Jue.

With so many magic cultivators and different supernatural powers, it is inevitable that there will be tricks that are impossible to guard against.

Lu Qingshan didn't dare to take risks, so the first thing he did was to use his own defensive techniques.

Xiaoshi Wuchen defends against spells, Wanjianjue defends against physical attacks, and as for Yuanshen's attack, it is the ten-foot domain of Abbot Tianxin.

Although the sword cultivator's physical body is weak, Lu Qingshan built his own defense system through these three defensive techniques.

"Death!!" One of the two high-level magic masters, with a dark and blurred figure, and a pair of eyes burning like flames, said ferociously.

He punched the void.

A black light suddenly rose from his fist, turning into a giant python, extremely terrifying, with black flames, rushing towards Lu Qingshan.

Boom boom boom!

Where the giant python passed, the void seemed to collapse, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

The other high-ranking magic commander is also not simple, with devilish energy churning all over his body, his body is glowing, his left hand exudes a cold luster like metal, and when he pulls towards the void, five beams of light fly out immediately, shooting towards Lu Castle Peak.

The hundreds of demon cultivators behind them all shot together at this moment, each using the strongest supernatural powers in their lives.

At this moment, the surrounding nothingness distorted, and the light of various spells kept changing, shaking the world.

Seeing the terrifying situation of the demon cultivators, the Beiheguan cultivators inside the light curtain all had red eyes and were extremely nervous.

Xu Xi was in the crowd, biting his dry lips with an anxious look on his face.

He hated his lack of cultivation and his mediocre aptitude, so at this moment he could only watch the young Sword Sect Young Sect desperately fighting for Beihe Pass, but he was powerless.

Around him, behind him, many monks were staring at this scene in a daze, looking at this young master of Jianzong who many of them were not convinced or recognized earlier.

Their fists were already clenched, their veins bulging.

"We will fight together with Lu Shaozong!" Beiheguan Chief General Wu Yan finally couldn't bear it at this time, and shouted, his voice was extremely hoarse, "This Beiheguan, if you don't defend it, you will fight with these devils!"

As the general of Beihe Pass, it was his duty to guard Beihe Pass, and no matter how much he sacrificed for it, it was worth it.

But now, he doesn't care about these anymore, he just wants to fight with Lu Qingshan.

"My generation of monks, why do you hesitate to fight!" He roared, and he was the first to jump out of the light curtain formed by the Beiheguan formation, "Killing one is not a loss, killing two is enough!"

"Fight with Lu Shaozong!" Wu Yan almost rushed out, and the other Beiheguan monks followed closely behind, leaving the city together and rushing towards the demons.

Obviously, everyone has been holding back for a long time, but because they didn't get the order, they had to suppress the unwillingness in their hearts.

Now as the commander-in-chief, Wu Yan, the general of Beiheguan, was the first to abandon the city, and they naturally walked together without hesitation.

Xu Xi was one of the first batch of Beiheguan monks who broke through the mask of the formation.

Stick to Beihe Pass for two days,

He is not in a good state at this time.

The vitality in the body is less than 30% of the peak period.

But at least there is still power to fight.

He is not a genius, and he does not have the strength and confidence of Lu Qingshan to face three thousand cultivators alone, but he definitely does not lack the courage and determination of a sword cultivator.

This is something engraved in Jianxiu's bones.

 …

There was a roar.

At the moment when the fierce attack came, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed, he held Wang Chuan, lifted it up, and then slammed his sword forward.

"Huangquan!" he whispered.

This sword shook the world.

This is a magical sword of the underworld artifact.

Huang Quan: The sword of death.

Active: Unleash the power of necromancers stored in the River of Forgetfulness, annihilating everything.

Explanation: The power of Huang Quan depends entirely on the power of the undead released by Wang Chuan.

Withered yellow mist bloomed from Wang Chuanjian's body like stars.

The thick dead air was misty, turning into dense mist, bursting out, and rustling down.

The faces of the two high-ranking magic commanders suddenly changed, and their hearts became terrified.

"what is that?"

The two of them felt a palpitating breath from the withered yellow mist, panicked, and felt uncomfortable in their mouth and nose.

Wang Chuan's sword of the underworld is to release the power of the undead stored in the sword body.

And the source of the power of the undead is absorbed from the people Lu Qingshan killed.

The stronger the enemy, the more powerful the power of the undead can be absorbed.

And because his own methods have become more and more perfect and comprehensive, Lu Qingshan has not used Wangchuan's supernatural power for a long time.

Coupled with the fact that Jianxiu was good at killing, countless people and demons died in his hands, and there were even existences of the level of demon masters.

In this way, the power of the undead accumulated in Wangchuan has already reached an extremely terrifying level.

Now, the power of these necromancers has been fully released in Lu Qingshan's sword. It seems that it has been honed for ten years, and it suddenly exploded with terrifying power.

The power of life and the power of undead are originally one of the highest and most original powers in the world.

The dead air was billowing, withered and dead, like a river covering the sky, huge and boundless, pressing forward, bursting out traces of chaotic mist.

boom!

The infinite death energy first touched the giant python transformed by the black light.

The deadly air was surging, mixed with sword light, and the flames were shining brightly, dispelling all the giant pythons in an instant.

Followed by five beams of light emitted by another high-level magic commander, but they were also annihilated under the huge death energy.

The next moment, there are all over the sky blooming treasures from the hundreds of demon cultivators, sweeping forward.

But the power that Lu Qingshan used this time was too great, withered and dead energy rising from the sky like the water of the Yellow River, covering the sky and covering the sun, erupting in an all-round way, it was incomparably spectacular, and easily drowned out the light of those precious techniques.

The infinite dead air circulated, continued to move forward, and spread violently, forming a dead air vortex, which involved the two high-ranking magic commanders and at least a hundred seventh-rank demon cultivators.

Boom boom boom!

Just in contact with it, in less than a breath, there are dozens of demon cultivators with dry skin and dying in the vortex of death energy.

The dead energy impacted on the two high-level magic commanders, strands of it were like metal, and sparks were scattered in all directions with the bodies of the two of them, which was extremely terrifying.

The two high-ranking magic masters are trying their best to stimulate their god-devil bodies, their bodies are extremely bright, and they are struggling to resist the attack of the death vortex.

Especially the high-ranking magician whose whole body was pitch-black and whose eyes were burning like flames, his whole body was burning like eyes.

Clang, clang!

The death energy kept impacting, hitting the high-ranking magic commander, sparks splashed and jingled.

Although the scene was terrifying, judging from this situation, he was able to withstand Lu Qingshan's attack.

Others weren't so lucky, though.

They don't have the combat power of a high-level magic commander, they are just ordinary seventh-rank magic cultivators, under the strangulation of death attacks, their vitality is constantly passing away.

The weaker ones are instantly killed, and the stronger ones last a few breaths longer.

After five breaths, the dead air finally dissipated.

The two high-ranking demon masters, gods and demons, Wushuang, although their faces were pale, were not beheaded.

Of course, this is also the reason why this sword annihilated many demon cultivator attacks first, and its power dropped suddenly.

But even so, those hundreds of ordinary seventh-rank demon cultivators were not so lucky, and nearly a hundred of them died.

This is just a sword.

"This...is too terrifying!" The Xuandu Demon Commander who commanded the Demon Cultivator to kill Lu Qingshan in the distance saw this scene, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but tense his body.

"It's too strong!" The monks of Beiheguan who had just rushed out of the mask were all shaken, and they could never forget this scene for the rest of their lives.

Above the sky, Lu Qingshan was hanging in the air, standing with a sword in his hand, looking coldly at the many demon cultivators in front of him.

He knew that although his sword was terrifying, the battle was far from over, it had just begun!

"Kill him, you must kill him!" Amidst the horror, the Xuandu Demon Commander became even more angry, looking at Lu Qingshan coldly, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

There are not many people he admired in his life, but starting today, Lu Qingshan can be counted as one.

The more this is the case, the more determined he is to kill Lu Qingshan.

"Slay nearly a hundred demon cultivators of our clan with one sword... I want to see how many more swords you can slash!" Xuandu knew very well in his heart that Lu Qingshan's sword is extraordinary, and the price to be slashed must not be small .

This is a trick to press the bottom of the box, and it is impossible to use it more.

However, at this moment, Xuandu only dared to direct the demon cultivators under him to attack, and did not dare to get close to Lu Qingshan easily.

——The power of the previous sword talisman is still vivid in his memory. How could he resist the sword talisman that killed even the dry dragon demon commander in one blow?

He didn't dare to risk his life to bet that Lu Qingshan no longer had the sword talisman in his hand.

Under the command of Xuandu Moshuai, the offensive in the Moxiu camp resumed.

Hundreds of demon cultivators rushed towards Lu Qingshan in unison, with a terrifying momentum, as if they had turned into a monstrous flood, rushing continuously, wanting to completely submerge Lu Qingshan.

Naturally, the Demon Commander of Xuandu couldn't completely stand by and watch.

He frowned, took out a black flag, and called on all the demon cultivators around him to move with all their might.

Immediately, black flames erupted from the flag, turning into black firebirds, hundreds of them flew towards Lu Qingshan.

The flames were scorching hot, and there was also a gloomy aura flashing out.

Obviously, this is another powerful demon soldier brought out by the demon clan.

It was originally intended to be used to massacre Beiheguan cultivators after the Beiheguan formation was destroyed, but now it is used to deal with Lu Qingshan

Although the magic of this banner cannot be compared with the group gain of the Black Demon Flower, it is already very extraordinary.

The Beiheguan cultivators who rushed out of the light curtain were full of fighting spirit and furious when they saw this situation.

"Protect Young Sect, help Young Sect!" Wu Yan roared, and resolutely led a group of "old, weak, sick and disabled" under him to charge towards the demon camp, which was far stronger than his own.

All the monks at Beiheguan acted insanely, fearless of death.

No one needs to encourage anything.

Actions are always more powerful than words.

What Lu Qingshan did had already made the blood in their hearts burn completely.

Like a sword that wants to drink blood, they stabbed fiercely at the demons.

"It's just a dying struggle at the end of the crossbow." The Xuandu Demon Commander was quite dismissive of the attack on the monks of Beiheguan, and it could not be compared with the solemnity of Lu Qingshan.

They worked so hard to break through the formation in order to be able to fight head-on with the cultivators of Beiheguan.

Now, in order to support Lu Qingshan, the cultivator at Beiheguan voluntarily abandoned the formation to fight, which was exactly what he wished for.

The Demon Commander of Xuandu waved his hand, and immediately nearly a thousand people from the camp of demon cultivators near Beihe Pass started to move, intending to slaughter these Beihe Pass cultivators.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and stepped forward in an instant.

"Today, we will fight to the end."

He could feel the firmness of Beiheguan cultivator and his belief in death.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and none of these Beiheguan monks thinks that they can win.

They are just preparing to fight the demons to the death, and they will cut off the flesh of these demons before they die.

Sanqian Moxiu didn't think that the human monks could win, nor did the Beiheguan monks think that they could win, but he was the only one who didn't think so.

"Who says you can't win?" Lu Qingshan raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

At present, he and the cultivator of Beiheguan are separated by three thousand demon cultivators.

If the comparison of strength is ignored, this situation is called front and rear flanking.

Once gaining an advantage, the enemy will be routed and scurry around like headless chickens.

But the problem is that the current attack in the front is the Beiheguan "stragglers" who are almost exhausted because of two days of fierce fighting.

There is one and only one person blocking the back of the demons, that is, Lu Qingshan himself, who is not enough to form an army.

"One person is enough." Lu Qingshan murmured.

With one body fighting for three thousand miles, one sword can be used as a master of millions.

Sword cultivation has reached the extreme, as it should be.

Lu Qingshan is far from this realm now.

But even though he can't become a master of millions at present, it is not impossible for him to be a master of a hundred with one sword.

Although his cultivation base is only at the sixth level, under the four-fold increase in combat power of the Bing Zi Jue, his strength has even reached the level above the seventh level, but not at the eighth level.

After cutting out Huang Quan's sword and killing nearly a hundred seventh-rank demon cultivators, Lu Qingshan swung his second sword at the demon cultivators who charged again.

A more terrifying and powerful second sword than Huang Quan's first sword.

The secret sword Qiu Shuangning.

"what is that?"

The seventh-rank demons rushing towards Lu Qingshan suddenly widened their eyes in horror.

Dazzling light was reflected in their pupils, followed by a bang, their bodies collided and annihilated immediately when they encountered something terrifying, turning into a cloud of blood and blasting in the air.

One after another sword shadows suddenly bloomed from Lu Qingshan's sword, and the dazzling sword light poured out from the blade.

The sword light is brilliant, from one life to two, two to four, so superimposed, until finally a hundred and eight sword lights are born.

A hundred and eight sword lights are dense, hanging across the sky like a river, pleasing to the eye, beautiful and thrilling, but terrifying and terrifying, making people chill.

The long river of sword light fell, accompanied by bursts of terrified shouts, and clusters of blood mist exploded.

Every sword light will take away the life of a seventh-rank demon cultivator.

One hundred and eight sword lights represent the fall of one hundred and eight seventh-rank demon cultivators.

Lu Qingshan's sword shocked the demon cultivators who were watching and the Xuandu Demon Commander who launched an offensive against Lu Qingshan from a distance.

But the situation on the field couldn't allow Xuandu Moshuai to think too much.

Because in front of the demon camp, under the leadership of Wu Yan, the monks of Beiheguan had already entered their demon camp like an arrow with a decisive momentum.

And behind them, after Lu Qingshan slashed out that terrifying second sword, taking advantage of the duration of the Bing Zi Jue has not yet expired, his figure flashed, with invincible divine power, confidently and domineeringly facing the crowd Far superior to his magic repair camp launched a strong impact.

One person wants to challenge enemies from ten directions, without fear of group attack.

Although there is only one person, at this moment, one person can form an army!

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