Chapter 108 The Whale Has Not yet Swallowed the Sea, but the Sword Energy Has Already Faded.

No matter how you look at it, more than 700 sword cultivators from the Sword Sect cannot resolve such a simple, crude and direct attack by the demon army.

Because the demon army didn't have any plans this time, they just used their power to suppress others in an upright manner.

No matter how powerful the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect is, there is still an upper limit.

In the demonic mist, Demon Lord Taixuan looked at Hutou City, and his expression gradually returned to calmness, which was extremely calm.

But deep in his eyes, there were actually some thoughts and doubts hidden deep inside.

The Sword Sect's three thousand sword cultivators are all top-notch, genius-level figures. How could they be so stupid as to shake a tree and seek death?

But he couldn't figure out how these more than 700 sword cultivators could stop them.

Is it possible that true preparation means that only one man can stand the test and ten thousand people can’t open it?

If they really do this, Demon Lord Taixuan can be sure that the more than 700 sword cultivators from the Sword Sect today will all be wiped out in the end, leaving not a single one left.

Even if the swordsman of the Sword Sect is sharper than imagined, and a flying sword can slice and dice thousands of enemies, it will still be useless in the end.

You know, the total number of demon troops they used this time exceeds ten million. Even if they are divided thinly along the three cities on the front line, there are still millions of people here...

It is beyond human power to stop such a mighty demon army in Hutou City.

Even if the Sword Immortal comes in person, he may not be able to do it.

The legion of black scale demons began to speed up, their scales shone coldly like armor, and their voices were as violent as thunder.

Due to their strict hierarchy, the demons are more obedient and can give orders better than the humans.

Therefore, these extraordinary strength of the Black Scale Demon Clan turned out to be like a well-trained army with excellent tactical skills. They formed a charging formation and charged straight forward.

There were so many of them, and they were a large, dark mass, and it seemed that in just a moment, they could drown the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect who were blocking the way.

The pressure is astonishing.

The cold light shone everywhere, like thunder and startling people.

On the other side, there was a turbulent flow of more than a thousand flying swords and thousands of sword energy slashed by Gu Qiu, which also continued to rush forward.

The light of the sword flickers, and its sound is like thunder.

Attack and defense.

Sword and armor.

The Black Scale Demon Clan charging at the front could already feel the sharp meaning coming from the flying sword.

Their faces were slightly pale and a little nervous.

"Come on, don't be afraid!"

The leader of the Black Scale Demon Tribe was a ninth-grade demon cultivator, who shouted loudly.

He was also nervous, but countless battles had fully demonstrated that their scales had absolute restraint against pure physical damage attacks like flying swords.

So he took the lead and charged at the forefront.

The next moment, the torrent of steel collided with the sword river.

The sharp flying sword, carrying strong speed and power, rotated and violently came into contact with the scales on his body.

At this moment, a ray of light faintly emanated from under the scales of the ninth-grade black-scaled demon. The densely packed and complex symbols activated, triggering a strange brilliance to cover the outer layer of the scales.

At this time, the bloodline magical power of their Black Scale Demon Tribe stimulated a layer of magic patterns on the already hard scale armor, giving it more powerful defensive capabilities.

"Come on!" the leading ninth-level demon cultivator said fiercely.

In the previous battle at Longcheng Pass, it was not like he had not faced sword cultivators before.

The result at that time was that after he used his bloodline magical power, the flying sword that this group of sword cultivators had always been proud of was unable to pierce even the outermost layer of brilliance of his scales, and could only emit an ear-piercing sound in vain. There was a sound of friction, and then it returned feebly.

This time, it must be the same!

The next moment, a dull impact sounded.

The extremely confident ninth-grade black scale demon who was at the front of the queue just disappeared.

He turned into a ball of blood mist, and the exploding scales were like disintegrating armor, flying everywhere.

The broken scales flew extremely fast, like hidden weapons that shone with cold light.

Immediately afterwards, another black scale demon disappeared, disappearing in the sky full of blood and scales.

Then more Black Scale Demons fell one after another.

The demon clan's momentum was overwhelming, and the first wave of charge that was bound to win turned into an extremely bloody and tragic scene.

The black scale demons in the first array exploded in screams with their scales shattered and bones broken, blood splattered everywhere.

Within a moment, the sky between the demon army and Hutou City was filled with a rain of blood and iron flakes from the charging Black Scale Demon.

The scene was extremely bloody.

In the magic mist, Demon Lord Taixuan widened his eyes, looking towards Hutou City and Gu Qiu hanging in the air.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

"Sword Sect..." Demon Lord Taixuan murmured.

Indeed, the Black Scale Demon Clan is a restrained sword cultivator.

But there is no such thing as absolute restraint.

If so, it's just because you're not strong enough.

The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are strong enough.

Therefore, the Xuanlin Demon Tribe cannot restrain the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect.

There is a saying that is widely circulated in the spiritual world:

"There are only two types of sword cultivators in the world, one is the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect, and the other is the sword cultivator of other swordsmen."

Although it is somewhat exaggerated and a bit too absolute, it also reflects from the side the power and uniqueness of the Sword Sect's sword cultivators.

In the sky, the demon cultivators who fell behind the Black Scale Demon Clan army felt the fear from the Black Scale Demon's cruel ending.

There is no doubt that under their constant charge, these sword cultivators will eventually be exhausted and swallowed up.

But they also know that before that happens, they will have to pay a heavy price.

The demon cultivators obeyed the orders of the demon lords and did not dare to disobey them, but the emotion of fear was definitely not something that living beings could avoid.

Puff puff!

The sword cultivators' offensive did not stop.

Thousands of sword shadows turned into sword rainbows in the air, following an extremely smooth and natural trajectory, spreading out in all directions, launching a massacre.

Although the sword is fast and the edge is sharp, what is truly chilling is the cold killing intent contained in it.

Gu Qiu took hold of the wormwood sword and struck out with the sword again.

The sword energy is vast and misty, appearing in the blue sky, like the water of a big river.

He is a swordsman who specializes in the external sword, and the external sword is a close combat sword.

But in Gu Qiu's hands, his outer sword method was more ferocious than the inner sword in far-end attacks.

The road leads to the same destination.

After sword cultivation reaches a certain level, the outer sword and the inner sword are no longer as distinct as before, but can confirm each other.

In the demon alliance camp.

Demon Lord Taixuan watched his men continue to fall under the flying swords, his expression was still extremely calm, as if the dead were not his.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned slightly.

"Obviously the highest level is only the Eighth Level... Everyone knows that except for Xie Qingyun, everyone else in the Sword Sect is only the Eighth Level... But why can their Eighth Level be so tyrannical?"

Everyone in the world knows that Jian Zong’s Eight Realms are the best in the world.

But at this moment, Demon Lord Taixuan discovered that the Eighth Realm of Sword Sect was actually stronger and higher than the rumors.

Before this, the world, including the demon clan, paid most of their attention to sword cultivators, namely Xie Qingyun, Chu Mu Shen, and Li Qiubei.

Because in ten thousand years, sword cultivators have confirmed that only these three people have advanced to the ninth realm. Apart from that, there has never been a new sword immortal. The others have stayed in the eighth realm for many years.

Eight realms, is it weak?

Not weak.

But in the context of the Dao Demon War, the Eight Realms seem to be just more powerful cannon fodder.

The Soldier Demon Clan has been at odds with the Sword Sect for many years, and they are quite fearful of the Eight Realm Sword Cultivators.

But the other demons really didn't pay much attention to the Eighth Realm monks.

Until today, until the sword sect came to Zhongling, until one man of seven hundred sword cultivators took charge, until more than a thousand flying swords destroyed the dead and showed his power without reservation, Demon Lord Taixuan realized that he was wrong.

Jian Zong is not anywhere.

Sword cultivators are not like other cultivators.

Therefore, no Eighth Realm cultivator can compare with the Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator of Sword Sect.

"We can't waste too much time on these sword cultivators."

Demon Lord Taixuan raised his head, and his gaze fell on the sparse sword cultivator through the dark army in front.

He said: "Xie Qingyun is unknown at this time. It is not yet known whether the Soul Master and the Control Master can find him and kill him. Therefore, the victory or defeat on our frontal battlefield is particularly important."

“And this battle is the key.

If we can't take advantage of the lingering power of the Spiritual Sea and the human race's retreat is cut off, we can wipe them out in one fell swoop and allow them to safely return to the Evernight Mountains and confront us based on the Heart City, then it will be a tug-of-war that will last for many years. Unimaginable. "

He still didn't say a word. This time, their inner demon clan's "soul-stealing" was a blitzkrieg, which caught both humans and demons off guard.

If they are caught in a tug-of-war with no known end time, not to mention the variables from the human race, they may also face threats from other demons in the rear.

There is no such thing as being in the same boat among the demons.

Not to mention that you are not fighting the human race at the front, so I will give you support from the rear.

Not only will the other seven holy demon clans not give them support, they may even take advantage of the situation and attack their Infernal Realm, and then conveniently pick away the "peaches" they have planned to produce for thousands of years.

Therefore, the battle to seize the soul must be fought quickly.

Demon Lord Taixuan looked at Hutou City and said expressionlessly: "Go on, let alone humans, even immortals and sword immortals will always get tired sometimes."

.........

The sound of whining spread across the entire battlefield.

The military order was passed from Demon Lord Taixuan to the demon army.

The demon army, like countless dark clouds, rushed towards Hutou City.

Clouds of blood mist exploded, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But the demon army was like a cold and emotionless machine, just moving forward mechanically.

As Demon Lord Taixuan said, as long as you are a human being, you will always be exhausted.

The army of millions of demons can be killed by the sword cultivators without moving, and they can be killed until they are weak.

The sound of the charging horn has never stopped since it sounded.

The demon clan's charge is continuous. There are millions of them and they don't need to rest.

Sword cultivators always have to take a breath before drawing out their swords and putting them away.

Every time the sword repairer takes a chance to breathe, the demon army can advance a long distance.

The black mass of demonic cultivators was like a black tide, rushing forward wave after wave, as if there was a solid embankment in front of them.

These waves hit the bank and immediately broke into droplets of water, scattered in all directions and fell silently.

The originally gloomy sky was stained with a dark red color that was difficult to erase.

But no matter how cruel the battle situation was, the demon army behind them still pushed forward desperately.

Their mission is to die and use their own flesh and blood to keep the demon army advancing.

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Gu Qiu didn't know how many swords he swung.

His Qi movement has begun to become disordered.

But he had no time to care about this. He just focused on swinging the sword and swinging the sword again, letting his black hair dance wildly behind him.

He was indeed a little tired.

But he never stopped.

At this moment, Gu Qiu's sword-wielding hand suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and looked forward.

An eighth-level demon cultivator with a green face and fangs rushed toward him dozens of feet in front of him.

Gu Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth and raised the worm sword in his hand.

This distance is already close to the distance of close combat.

It is also the distance at which his sword skills can best exert their power.

Therefore, the eighth-level demon cultivator's body immediately shattered and was crushed into pieces by the sword energy.

However, just like in a siege, when a person climbs on the wall, although he is immediately killed by the defenders, it also shows that there will be a second, third, and fourth right away... ...Countless enemy troops climbed up the city wall.

This is also true.

The demons paved the way with flesh and blood and finally reached Hutou City.

Gu Qiu looked at the army of demons rushing towards him dozens of feet in front of him, and smiled.

Then he roared loudly.

"Disciples of the Sword Sect, carry the sword box!"

Immediately, Gu Qiu waved his wrist, and a red sandalwood sword box was carried behind him.

The sword sect's rosewood sword box.

The reason why they carried the sword box at this time was because the war situation had reached this point, and their casualties were unavoidable.

No matter how strong the swordsman of the Sword Sect is, he is still a human being, a mortal body, not an immortal body.

In such a war, they may not even be able to see their whole bodies in the end.

But so what.

Now that they are marching westward, they are ready to die.

The sword box is used to store the sword.

It doesn't matter if people can't go back. All they have to do is let their surviving companions take their swords back.

The next moment, Gu Qiu raised his sword upright with an extremely graceful movement.

The dark cloud-like demon army was reflected in his eyes, his expression was condensed, and vast energy was poured into the sword.

"Secret Sword: Ten Thousand Whales!"

The worm sword passed through the void, as if it had opened a door to space.

The ancient and vast roar of whales is accompanied by the sound of spring water.

The next moment, countless huge ancient whales swam out of the worm sword, smashed into the void, and swam forward.

These ancient whales were all transformed by sword energy.

The ancient whale is Gu Qiu’s sword energy creature.

To the demon army charging forward, the sound of the whale's cry was like Yama's soul-seeking song.

This is a semicircular vacuum zone.

Gu Qiu stood among them.

outside the semicircle.

The demon cultivators of the demon alliance were covered in darkness, like a wave hitting a dam, making howls and cries of pain.

I don’t know how many demon cultivators were swallowed up by these thousands of whales.

This is truly a spectacular scene.

Standing at the front, Gu Qiu was like a dam, but there was no expression of complacency on his face. His eyebrows were straight and his expression remained calm.

He ignored his achievements and just looked ahead quietly.

Because the charge of the demon army continues.

He held the Flying Sword and took a step forward instead of retreating.

The clear sound of the clanging sword sounded like the flowing water of a spring.

The hissing sword energy grew like streaks of rainbows shooting out across the sky.

When Lu Qingshan first joined the Sword Sect, when Ji Chuan introduced him to the Seven Peaks of the Sword Sect, he introduced Gu Qiu, the master of Hengqiu Peak:

He takes the wormwood sword talisman as his trust, is famous for his sword energy, and takes the secret sword as his strength.

Today, this is what Gu Qiu shows.

Secret Sword.

The worm sword.

The whale's drink has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already spread.

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