Chapter 74: Slaughtering the City

The sword light transformed by Long Que went straight to Yan Qing, who was the most distinguished of all the demon cultivators present.

At the moment when Feijian was about to approach, two small transparent swords flashing with light patterns rose up suddenly, one step ahead of the dragon.

Heart Sword: Taiguang.

Heart Sword: Shuang Ling.

The other courtyard is in the center, and the others have not yet reacted.

In Yan Qing's eyes, the look of confusion and pain disappeared for a moment, and he quickly regained his clarity.

Heart Sword Slashing God, in Lu Qingshan's heart sword attack under the impetus of Yuanshen in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, he can recover so quickly, it can be seen that although this Yan Qing is arrogant and unruly, he does have some abilities of his own.

It's just a seventh-rank realm, but he can recover from Lu Qingshan's heart sword in an instant. This strength is far from comparable to that of ordinary seventh-rank demon cultivators, and it is definitely the combat power of a demon commander.

However, if he is really just an ordinary seventh-rank demon cultivator, it would be nothing more than a single strike to Lu Qingshan, so why bother to use the sword with his heart?

But even if Yan Qing regained his clarity, what's the use?

Although the bewilderment and pain in his eyes disappeared, the look of panic followed closely behind.

Because, Feijian has already arrived.

boom!

In a hurry, Yan Qing could only block with his hand.

His arm was directly cut off.

This was not enough, the moment Yan Qing's arm just fell, Jian Guang continued to move forward, directly piercing Yan Qing's head.

With a bang, just like Tianyu before, Yan Qing's entire head exploded, and red and white brains spilled on the ground.

This is a sword cultivator, an extremely powerful human sword cultivator.

This point can be known from the fact that His Highness Yan Qing was shot in the head without even resisting a move.

Seeing the blazing red sword light swaying like a spirit snake in the other courtyard, all the demon cultivators present felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

Lu Qingshan had a cold expression on his face, behind him was a collapsed high wall, and the smoke and dust had not completely dissipated.

In the ruins, he walked forward slowly, just like the "real men" in the movies of his previous life who never looked back at the explosion.

Then, he took one step at a time.

With every sword strike, the head of a demon cultivator in the other courtyard will be blown off.

Every sword light that Longque brought up was like a blazing red life-threatening bullet.

The clumps of blood plasma and brains were like bloody fireworks blooming, bloody and gorgeous.

Lu Qingshan let go and killed.

The strongest person in the other courtyard is only Yan Qing, who has the combat power of the rudimentary demon commander. With his two-pronged attack of heart sword and flying sword, he can easily headshot him, and the remaining demon nobles are even more vulnerable.

When Lu Qingshan walked to Yan Qing's body, all the demon cultivators in the other courtyard were gone.

A strong smell of blood permeated the city lord's mansion.

Dozens of corpses were strewn about on the ground.

It seems to be a reenactment of the scene that happened when the demons occupied the city lord's mansion not long ago.

Lu Qingshan glanced over Yan Qing's headless corpse, and finally fixed on the mustard seed on his finger.

Since he can take out a piece of Xinlian as a reward to his subordinates, then Yan Qing should have at least ten pieces of Xinlian in his hands.

This is not some intelligent speculation, but an understanding of the human nature of these demons.

Lu Qingshan pointed at him casually, and the sword energy shot out from his fingertips, cutting off Yan Qing's finger, and then he pulled it casually, and the mustard seeds fell on his palm.

He probed his consciousness into the mustard seed, and the next moment, he showed a satisfied smile.

There are many treasures in Yanqing's mustard seeds.

The point is, as he expected, the twelve so-called heart lotus pieces lay quietly in them.

With so many heart lotuses, Yan Qing just took out a portion of them as rewards to his subordinates, as if he had made a great sacrifice, and his subordinates should repay their kindness and dedicate their lives, which made Lu Qingshan inexplicably think of Some unscrupulous capitalists from previous lives.

Shaking his head, dispelling these unnecessary associations, Lu Qingshan began to stroll in the other courtyard, or it is called picking up the spoils.

Although the demon cultivators present were not particularly powerful, they were all of high status among the demon clan, and the collection in Mustard Seeds was far better than ordinary demon cultivators.

Lu Qingshan never refuses anyone who comes, whether he knows it or not, useful to him or useless, he picks up all the things in the magic cultivator's seed and puts them into his own seed.

After cleaning up the mess in the other courtyard, Lu Qingshan wandered around the city lord's mansion again.

In just a short while, he had bloodbathed the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Under the cover of his powerful spiritual consciousness, no one can escape his life from his hands.

After dealing with all this, Lu Qingshan stood up in the air and looked around.

At this time, there were figures rising from the buildings in various areas of the city, rushing towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Lu Qingshan's flying sword has already broken through a thousand times the speed of sound, and the sound of the sonic boom when the sword is released is like thunder, it is completely impossible not to attract anyone's attention.

Therefore, the demon masters in Shanwei City all sensed the abnormal sound coming from the City Lord's Mansion, and prepared to come to check the situation.

Lu Qingshan hovered above the City Lord's Mansion like a night owl.

In the night wind, his black robe fluttered, his long black hair fluttered with the wind, and his black eyes were extremely cold and full of evil spirit.

Facing the many demon cultivators gathered around his City Lord's Mansion, he showed no trace of fear on his face, and he didn't even move in the slightest.

He was waiting for this moment.

In the chilly night wind, Lu Qingshan slightly flicked his sleeves.

Three sword lights pierced the dark night sky, like three bolts of lightning, dragging their long tail like a giant dragon, with a terrifying momentum and a deafening sonic boom, showing ferocious fangs, facing the sky shoot out.

The fastest flying demon cultivators at the front didn't even realize what was going on before their bodies were smashed to pieces and turned into blood-colored fireworks, blooming in the night sky, viscous Blood rained down.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"There is an enemy attack!"

The next moment, panicked voices sounded, and the demon cultivators who were about to come to the City Lord's Mansion to check the situation just now stopped their movements and shouted loudly.

While drinking, they still had a bit of disbelief in their hearts.

The enemy attacked, where did the enemy come from?

If you really want to count, their enemy is the human race.

But their mountain guard city is located in the hinterland of the demon-occupied area, how could it be attacked by human monks?

Before the demon cultivators figured out the situation, Lu Qingshan had already controlled the flying sword to chase and kill the demon cultivators who had stopped.

The chaos in Shanwei City tonight officially kicked off.

Lu Qingshan's three natal swords, like three shooting stars, smashed across the sky above Shanwei City.

The night was broken, and the incomparably gorgeous sword light illuminated the entire black void.

boom! boom! boom!

The huge roar shook the whole city slightly.

The demon cultivators one after another in the city finally realized what had happened. After a moment of silence, under the orders of the high-grade demon cultivators, they quickly gathered and rushed towards Lu Qingshan's location.

Even if many of them are only fifth-rank demon cultivators, they dare not hesitate at all.

Because their commander has given an order, even if they are sent to die, they can only send them.

.........

Outside Shanwei City.

When Lu Qingshan's three sword lights cut through the night, Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, "Has it started yet?"

After waiting quietly for a while, Mo Yan finally confirmed that the slaughter of the city had begun after the continuous roar came from the city.

The next moment, Mo Yan stretched out his hands.

In the palms of his left and right hands, two groups of flames with different colors emerged.

Even though it was not the first time to perform this kind of operation, Mo Yan's expression was still extremely serious.

In the face of a strange fire comparable to a "nuclear bomb", it is true that no one can relax easily.

Mo Yan slowly moved his two hands closer, and as the distance got closer, a faint force of resistance came out from the two balls of strange fire in his hands.

The two different fires have recognized their masters and fused many times, and they are already familiar with each other, but there is still some resistance between instincts.

.........

Mount Acropolis.

The battle has lasted for tens of breaths.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was finally not standing still above the city lord's mansion, but his figure was constantly changing in the air.

As he expected, there is no eighth-rank demon cultivator in Shanwei City.

But the problem is, there are too many people.

And they have all reached the point of attacking the city. Moxiu's side has long been crazy, and under the orders of those in power, they continue to launch suicide attacks.

A large number of fifth-rank and sixth-rank demon cultivators rushed forward, consuming Lu Qingshan's vitality and physical strength with their own lives.

In the rear, those demon cultivators in power activated large demon soldiers that would only be used in wars.

It was a giant crossbow, with arrows larger than a human being, made of high-quality iron, and the lethality of each arrow was comparable to the full blow of a high-level magic commander.

Even Lu Qingshan didn't dare to underestimate this level of offensive, he could only keep dodging and dodging.

Huge crossbow bolts were fired continuously as if they didn't need money.

But these crossbow arrows were all avoided by Lu Qingshan, and they often accidentally injured the magic cultivators near Lu Qingshan.

Those demon cultivators who besieged and suppressed Lu Qingshan just died in their own hands for nothing.

Regarding this situation, the magic cultivators in power who ordered to activate the crossbow were unmoved.

In the eyes of the high-level demon cultivators of the demon clan, the life of the low-level demon cultivators has never been counted as fate.

A bloody massacre is taking place.

With Lu Qingshan's combat strength at this time, even an ordinary seventh-rank demon cultivator can kill the enemy like a dog, not to mention that most of the demon cultivators surrounded at this time are less than seventh-rank.

The flying sword with a thousand times the speed of sound seems to cover the attack range of the whole city, and the killing intent is so powerful that it makes people suffocate, which has become the nightmare of most magicians in Shanwei City.

But even so, the demon cultivators still did not retreat in the slightest.

Because, there are nearly 100,000 demons stationed in Shanwei City, mainly of the fifth rank, and there are even fourth rank demon cultivators.

Most of these demons are not powerful enough to be used as cannon fodder on the frontline, but with such a huge number, it is really unlikely that Lu Qingshan can kill them all by himself.

This point, Lu Qingshan is clear, and Moxiu, who is in power of the Demon Race, also understands it.

So even if Lu Qingshan's one-sided massacre is present, they have no intention of retreating at all, they just order their demon cultivators to keep charging forward.

This daring human swordsman will be consumed to death!

This is the idea of ​​the Moxiu who is in power in Shanwei City.

It's just that these demon cultivators put all their attention on the "rampant sword cultivator" Lu Qingshan who dared to attack the city alone. In addition, the battle was fierce and the aftermath was huge, so none of them noticed that outside the city at this time, A terrifying and subtle coercion is brewing.

Only Lu Qingshan, who had expected it long ago and kept an eye on the situation outside the city, noticed the inexplicable occurrence of this fluctuation.

So, when he felt that the wave had accumulated to a terrifying level and started to move, Lu Qingshan suddenly stopped his hands and stopped killing.

"Exhausted so soon?" Moxiu, who was in charge of the battle in the distance, was surprised.

He thought that Lu Qingshan's energy was weak, so he stopped his movements.

Here, Lu Qingshan just showed a sneer, and said softly to himself: "Reciprocity, if you take the heart lotus from your demon race, then I will give you back a fire lotus."

"You are welcome."

Whoosh!

Three slashing sword lights suddenly returned, two of them disappeared into Lu Qingshan's body, and a blazing red sword light rose out of the sky, shooting towards a high place, and disappeared in the eyes of all the demon cultivators in a short while among.

Then disappeared together, and Lu Qingshan's figure.

The invisible sword escapes, the body and the sword merge!

Lu Qingshan, who has mastered this escapism technique, combined with the speed of fire of his flying sword, has completely grasped the initiative in the battle, and he can leave whenever he wants. Without the existence of an eighth-rank magic cultivator or a top-level magic commander, there is no way to stop him.

In other words, even without Mo Yan, he is fully capable of slowly killing all the magicians in the mountain guard city.

Of course, that's just an ideal situation.

Because Shanwei City is located in the hinterland of the demons, there is not so much time for him to grind slowly.

If he can't make a quick decision, after a while, there will be an eighth-rank demon cultivator from the demon race who will come to intercept and kill him.

 …

That is, at the moment when Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared, a terrifying wave erupted and spread unscrupulously towards Shanwei City.

When the terrifying fluctuations spread, the high-grade demon cultivators in Shanwei City finally noticed, and raised their heads to look in the direction of the source of the fluctuations.

I saw a palm-sized fire lotus slowly spinning and flying towards it, already very close at hand.

"What is this thing?"

Above the fire lotus, brilliant multicolored colors are shining, which is extremely beautiful.

The corners of the demon cultivators' eyes couldn't help but twitch.

However, before they had any reaction, Huolian had already changed.

There is a bright luster erupting from this five-color fire lotus.

Countless fire pillars containing terrifying power shot out densely from the fire lotus.

Wherever the pillar of fire swept, everything was reduced to ashes.

Destruction-like waves emanated from the fire lotus.

Then, in the sky, in the dark night, a bright light rose like a bright sun, and the dazzling glare turned the night into day.

"boom!"

The indescribable destructive impact swept across the sky in all directions.

Below, after Lu Qingshan's previous toss, the mountain guard city, which was already riddled with holes and a mess, was instantly turned into red ground under the impact of this flame.

The terrifying high temperature even melted the ground.

The impact of destruction lasted for more than ten breaths before gradually calming down, but the dust all over the sky lingered for a long time.

...

Outside Shanwei City.

Lu Qingshan who fled from afar stopped beside Mo Yan.

He looked far away, looking at Shanwei City through the dust in the sky, and could see that the city no longer existed, and there was only a huge bottomless pit left.

This is the most thorough massacre of a city—not to mention people, even the city will be wiped out for you.

"Nuclear bombs wash the ground." Shocked by the scene before him, Lu Qingshan suddenly remembered this term in his mind, and murmured subconsciously, but was heard by Mo Yan beside him.

"Brother Lu, what is a nuclear bomb? I often hear you say this word, but I feel it is very strange. Could it be some special magic weapon?" Mo Yan couldn't help asking.

Lu Qingshan paused, pondered for a moment, nodded, with an inexplicable smile, and slowly said: "Yes, it is a special magic weapon, a powerful magic weapon that represents justice."

"The bomb is justice."

.........

He also glanced at the Shanwei City, which had been reduced to ruins and had no life left.

There is no pity in Lu Qingshan's heart.

"Such a big commotion, the Demon Race should have already reacted, we have to leave quickly." He said.

Mo Yan, who had just finished rubbing the "Nuclear Bomb", looked slightly pale and was not in a good condition. He cupped his hands at Lu Qingshan and said, "Then I have to trouble Brother Lu again."

Lu Qingshan nodded.

With a movement of his imperial sword, the sword light enveloped Mo Yan together in the sword light.

Afterwards, the sword light soared into the sky, turned into a meteor, and disappeared quickly.

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