Chapter 166 A Sword that Passes Through Mountains and Seas

The sun rises over Dongshan Mountain, and the glow is brilliant.

Between heaven and earth, reaching outside the heart city, the morning light is like a tidal wave, slowly advancing from east to west, dispersing the darkness and revealing the true scene under the shadow.

It was a dark demonic tide, like a dense shoal of fish on the seabed, and it was impossible to count the exact number.

Two large flags were erected at the top of the city.

One pole is the domain flag representing the middle spirit.

The other pole is embroidered with a long sword flowing out of the dust.

The sword flag representing the Sword Sect.

Under the sword flag, the Master of Wuju Sword stood at the top of the city, looking out.

After the death of the master of Gu Qiu Peak, the loss of master Haoran Peak, Xie Qingyun missing, Jian Huang and others also died in the Battle of Three Cities, Master Wuju Sword became the leader of the Sword Sect at this time. man of.

Although the sword sect at this time can hardly be regarded as a sect anymore - Xie Qingyun and Lu Qingshan brought more than a thousand sword cultivators from the Eastern Region to Zhongling, but now there are only more than 200 people left.

There is no doubt about the lethality of the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect on the battlefield, but precisely because they are too powerful, they have to shoulder the most important responsibility, which leads to this extremely huge loss.

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The cruel war has been going on for a long time, and the black army of Infernal Demons is like locusts crossing the border, and they are constantly coming forward like a tide.

Blood burns with fire.

The leaders of the demon army are still Demon Lord Tianlang and Demon Lord Xiyuan.

They are high-spirited.

Although they don't know it yet, they have inexplicably become the most powerful Demon Lord in the Infernal Realm - the Soul Lord, Yu Lord and Dongqi Demon Lord above them have all fallen.

The ferocity of the demon's offensive this time was far superior to the previous confrontations on the frontline battlefield.

Because both humans and demons know very well that this will be the last battle.

One battle determines the outcome and the ownership of the spirit.

So both parties have no reservations at all costs.

The elite demon army of the demon tribe continuously charged towards the Changye Mountains.

The human race spent several months setting up the Zhongling Formation, and it faced a huge test not long after it was formed.

At the beginning, taking advantage of the geographical advantage of the Changye Mountains, the human monks who arrived at Heart City immediately seized the opportunity and gave the demon army a head-on attack.

But that's all.

The demon army did not lose their position because of the loss. They still advanced layer by layer without any hurry.

As a result, the Long Night Mountain Range became a bloody meat grinding ground.

Every inch of land was suddenly stained with blood.

Naturally, human monks cannot just defend, they need to rely on the location of the Zhongling Formation to kill the enemy.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the formation is, it will not be able to withstand the demon clan's year-round offensive.

Due to the favorable geographical location, the human monks had a good basis for advancing and retreating, and the casualty ratio was lower than that of the demons.

However, the demons don't care about this at all.

Because their overall strength is far greater than that of the human race.

Therefore, a higher casualty ratio is not painful at all - at this ratio, all the human monks arriving in the heart city will be used up, and they will lose half of their manpower.

It’s the human race that can’t afford it, not the demon race.

This is the advantage of the demons.

Now they don't need any planning at all, they just need to use their absolute strength to crush the human race.

As for how to rack their brains and trade smaller losses for greater enemy casualties, that is something that only humans should consider.

Indeed, it was just as the demons expected.

Facing this upright conspiracy card played by the demons, the commanders of the human coalition forces were all worried at the moment.

At present, the Zhongling Formation is still standing, but the damage to their human race has been quite heavy.

The coalition monks who had withdrawn from the spiritual sea tide had not yet recovered from their exhaustion, but they were facing such a high-intensity offensive and defensive battle again.

This is a big test of their will.

...........

Arriving at Xincheng, the city lord's mansion.

The human monks were all concentrated on the battlefield at this moment, and the city lord's palace was extremely empty, except for Li Shiyi.

With all his awe-inspiring energy gone, he was unable to participate in the battle anymore, so he rested alone in the city lord's mansion.

However, the news of the battle situation was not blocked, and was always fed back to him, letting Li Shiyi know the battle situation on the front line and the bad situation.

Li Shiyi understood that this was the tactic of the demons, exchanging lives for lives, until the day when the human race had no lives to exchange and completely collapsed...

No plan can stop such a conspiracy.

This is undoubtedly disappointing.

The steps of the demons were firm and heavy, approaching them inch by inch.

Li Shiyi was unable to participate in the battle, and he had no intention of calculating his own casualties. He just looked towards the distant west.

"Where is the turning point... What's the situation on the Sect Master's side now?"

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The war was under such a cruel situation, and another seven days passed.

The demon army once again launched a charge against the Zhongling Formation.

In the past seven days, the human monks had repelled countless such attacks by the demon army.

Both they and the demon army are already familiar with this scene and are a little tired of it.

But this time, something was different.

This time the demon army looked extremely neat, with tens of thousands of people forming a battle formation.

The demon battle formation consisting of ten thousand people has already charged.

The next moment, endless demonic spirits soared into the sky, instantly forming a demonic soul shadow a hundred feet high. He raised a sledgehammer high and hammered down hard against the light curtain of the Central Spirit Formation.

Boom!

The dull sound was like the sound of drums, extremely powerful, resounding throughout the world.

Huge ripples spread out on the light screen, spreading the terrifying force into the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The mountain was shaken!

And the demon god's soul shadow only lasted for this moment, as if it was born just to swing this hammer.

However, the human monks in the heart city could clearly see that the tens of thousands of demon troops who had formed a battle formation quickly changed their formation and flew to both sides to get out of the way.

The Demon Clan's second Ten Thousand Army Battle Formation has been inserted in time.

The same battle formation, the same hundred-foot demon god soul shadow, the same shocking sledgehammer, and then the hammering spirit formation.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, with an extremely smooth beauty.

The deafening sound of the sledgehammer resounded in the battlefield, one after another, continuously.

The demon clan's tens of thousands of troops were constantly forming battle formations, bombarding the light curtain with sledgehammers.

The Zhongling Formation began to shake. Although it never fell, it was really frightening.

The attack is like a storm, making it difficult to breathe.

Due to the strength of the demonic army, the coalition of human monks could only be on the defensive.

The only thing they can do now is to use all their strength to defend the Changye Mountains and keep the last line of defense of the human race airtight and impregnable.

.........

In the center of the spirit formation.

The Wuji Sword Master, who was covered in blood, looked at the battle formation of tens of thousands of demon troops that came like a tide. He rubbed his face tiredly, and then tilted his head to look at the many figures behind him.

His eyes passed over the familiar faces such as King Qingmei of Great Xia, Elder Ziyun of Zhulong Palace, and Situ and Tianxing of the Middle Spirit Realm.

The Zhongling Monk Alliance, which was once full of talented people, now only has so many people left.

Moreover, the faces of these people, like his, were also filled with a strong sense of exhaustion.

The Wuju Sword Master grinned, then took a deep breath and laughed loudly.

"There is no powerful clan in the world where monks do not die and lose their land."

"Throughout history, our human race has never been a weak race!"

The moment the voice fell, the figure of the Wuju Sword Master had turned into sword light and swept out.

Just then, the huge sledgehammer struck again.

clang!

Suddenly there was a huge sword energy, rising in the wind, and condensed into a green bird, with all scales and claws, and its momentum was sparkling.

Sword energy creature.

The green bird flew out at this critical moment, its wings turned into knives, and it cut towards the demon god's soul shadow. The precious light flashed, directly cutting the tall soul shadow across the waist and dissipating it out of thin air.

The next moment, Qingque flew forward, rushed into the battle formation of ten thousand people, and killed the demon cultivators in its path.

Demonic monks fell like rain, roaring and making wind as they fell.

The formation of the demon clan's battle formation was completely disrupted and could not be reorganized in a short time.

The master of the Wuji Sword, at the critical moment, disrupts the demon clan's offensive before it is launched.

Whether it's the timing or the explosive power of the sword, it's almost perfect.

The Master of Wuju Sword held the famous sword Wuju, followed closely behind Qingque who opened the way, and went straight to the next battle formation of the ten thousand demon army that was coming for reinforcements.

When the sword fell, it was magnificent, the sword energy was so strong that it covered the sky and the sun.

An unknown number of demon cultivators were directly strangled by this sword energy, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Stop for a while!

The Master of the Wuju Sword once again disrupted the formation of the next wave of battle formations of the demon clan with his straight sword.

Even though the Sword Sect has been damaged to this extent, it still has no shortage of talents, which shows the profound foundation of the Sword Sect!

But at this moment, one of the battle formation demon cultivators who was supposed to be under the sword energy suddenly rose up with a sudden surge of momentum. He held a long pointed spear in his hand and thrust it out, unexpectedly stabbing the Wuji Sword Master. heart.

The Master of the Wuji Sword had a stern look on his face, and he quickly swept away. As if he was walking on flat ground, he was instantly separated from the battle formation demon cultivator who launched the sneak attack.

But the demon cultivator did not hesitate to draw his gun and follow him, which can be described as aggressive.

This powerful demon who was hiding in the demon army and pretending to be an ordinary demon cultivator was none other than Demon Lord Tianlang, one of the two leaders of the demon army at this time.

Facing Demon Lord Tianlang's powerful spear, Wuju Sword Master did not choose to challenge Demon Lord Sirius head-on. Instead, he retreated without hesitation, took a defensive position, and retreated to the side of the light shield.

The next moment, the light shield that was extremely difficult for the demons was like a soft bubble, wrapping the Wuji Sword Master, taking him in, and then regained its hardness.

——The Zhongling Formation, with tens of thousands of monks presiding over it, is by no means a "brainless" formation that can only get in and out.

Facing the Zhongling Formation that was as hard as a tortoise shell, Demon Lord Tianlang had no choice but to give up this unsuccessful sneak attack, prepare to retreat, and make long-term plans.

But he didn't expect that he had just stepped back when the Master of the Wuji Sword came out of the formation again, and with several sword strikes, the sword energy alone strangled the demon cultivator who was rushing forward from the side of Demon Lord Tianlang on the spot. Majestic sword cultivator style.

But just as Demon Lord Tianlang was about to turn around, the Master of the Wuji Sword retreated back into the Zhongling Formation again.

Although Demon Lord Tianlang's strength is several times higher than that of Wuju Sword Master.

But a swordsman of Wuju Sword Master's level chose this almost rogue turtle-style attack. He couldn't seize the flaw and succeed in one blow, and he had a headache.

It sounds long, but in fact it is just a brief battle of wits and courage, a corner of the battlefield.

.......

boom!

At the other end of the long front, the sound of bombings was ringing out one after another.

On the wall of the inner city, there is a Dharma cultivator wearing a black shirt with crimson flames embroidered on his sleeves, standing with his eyes closed and in deep concentration.

His cultivation level is not high, but the human monks around him who are much better than him in cultivation level look at this Dharma cultivator with eyes full of disbelief and admiration.

Because, in the palm of Fa Xiu's hand, there are five colors of flames violently colliding and merging.

The flames released blazing heat, scorching and distorting the surrounding light.

A moment later, between Fa Xiu's palms, the five-color flames merged into one and turned into a five-color lotus, which was beautiful but also carried an extremely dangerous aura.

A series of violent fluctuations spilled out from it.

At the moment when the lotus flower took shape, the practitioner opened his eyes.

His black eyes looked extremely deep, but his face was unusually pale.

This is a sign of failure.

But Fa Xiu didn't care about his physical condition.

He just threw the five-color lotus in his hand extremely indifferently, out of the light barrier of the Zhongling Formation, and towards the densely packed demon army that gathered like locusts.

boom! boom!

It was like a grand fireworks blooming in the demon army.

The five-color lotus burst out with unimaginable terrifying power, sweeping across all directions.

An unknown number of demonic cultivators were exploded by the flames and turned into flying ash, rapidly collapsing downwards and dancing and dissipating.

The demon army in a large area was wiped out, revealing the original appearance of the sky.

Countless broken arms and limbs fell downwards, and clouds of extremely rich blood mist exploded.

The demon cultivators who were around the center of the five-color lotus explosion looked at the cultivator with fear, uncertainty and hatred on their faces.

Mo Yan.

If sword cultivators are the strongest in encounters, then in the current situation of the city defense battle, law cultivators are definitely the strongest.

Because Fa Xiu is the monk who is best at group attacks.

They can unleash their firepower unscrupulously while protected by the formation.

In order to prevent the demons from breaking the formation, the human monks must leave the guardianship of the formation, rush out of the formation, interfere with the demons' attack, and prevent too many attacks from falling on the formation at the same time, causing the formation to be unable to bear its weight. , was destroyed instantly.

However, unless other monks die, this kind of thing will never happen to Fa Cultivation.

Because the role Fa Xiu needs to play at this time is that of a human-shaped cannon. He just needs to cover his head and fire the cannon with all his strength.

Mo Yan is like a fish in water.

His special skill of fusion of different fires is unparalleled in terms of power and destructive power. Even Lu Qingshan can't compare to it. However, it also has a fatal flaw - it starts too slowly and is easily interrupted by interference. It is also easy for the enemy to sense and escape early. causing the offensive to fail.

But in this situation, with the Zhongling Formation guarding him, no one can interrupt Mo Yan's strange fire fusion.

As for the failure of the offensive...

Please, there are so many demonic cultivators outside the city that even the sunlight is blocked. If Mo Yan's offensive fails, it will be harder than reaching the sky.

Therefore, Mo Yan relied on this strange fire fusion to quickly achieve extremely amazing results and win the respect of his companions who were better than him in cultivation.

puff!

But after releasing this strange fire lotus and achieving another astonishing result, Mo Yan had no time to rejoice. His throat felt sweet, and the injuries he had suppressed for a long time finally turned into a mouthful of blood and he spat it out.

Even a real cannon cannot fire shells continuously, otherwise it will explode due to heat.

What's more, people?

In these seven days, Mo Yan himself couldn't remember how many strange fire lotuses he had sent out. Whether it was mana, energy or physical strength, he had already exhausted all his power.

If you look inside Mo Yan's body at this moment, you will find that the meridians in his body have been burned and twisted.

Even the flames of strange fire creatures cannot heal this kind of injury in a short time.

This is internal injury.

It is an injury caused by over-activating the strange fire. If it continues without treatment, it may damage the foundation.

Although Mo Yan knew that his condition was bad, he really didn't have time to heal these injuries.

Because the battle situation was so tense, the enemy did not give them a chance to breathe.

In other words, he had been fighting for seven full days.

High intensity combat.

However, Mo Yan is not a special case.

Almost all the companions around him at this moment were like this.

In this life and death situation, no one can retreat.

As a human monk, there is no other way but to face it bravely.

It's just...it seems that no matter how hard you try, the disadvantage of the situation cannot be reversed, and there is no hope at all?

Mo Yan raised his head, just like Li Shiyi did, looking towards the invisible demon army and towards the west.

When will the transfer come?

.......

It seems to be a coincidence, but it also seems to be inevitable.

At the edge of the battlefield where Mo Yan could not see, a "cool breeze" quietly entered the battlefield at this time.

This breeze, traversing left and right in the dense battlefield of demon cultivators, is extremely flexible and can change its direction.

What doesn't change is that it's always flying forward.

The air flow is invisible, so even if it passes by the demon cultivators, the demon cultivators will not notice it at all.

Of course, there are also areas that are too dense for airflow to pass through.

In this case, it rushes through the demonic tide.

The demonic tide gradually dispersed, the demonic cultivators shattered into pieces under the impact of the breeze, and corpses fell out of thin air.

This is a very strange scene.

But the battlefield was too big, and no high-level magic cultivator noticed this strange incident that happened by chance in a corner of the battlefield.

The breeze is still moving forward.

It is like an inconspicuous boat in the violent demonic tide.

Even though the waves were strong, the boat never sank and moved forward firmly.

After a long time, this breeze finally crossed the magic mountain and the magic sea, and arrived in front of the Zhongling Formation from the edge of the other side of the battlefield.

At this time, there happened to be a Zhongling cultivator who broke out of the formation. With a wave of desperate bursts, he forcibly broke away from the surrounding demon cultivators and returned to the Zhongling formation with difficulty.

Unfortunately, he was hit hard by the demon cultivator in the short moment when he was about to enter the Central Spirit Formation. His bones suddenly cracked and he was seriously injured.

But he was pretty good.

Although he was seriously injured, at least he was able to fight back.

You know, among the monks who took the initiative to break out of the Central Spirit Formation, not even one out of ten came back.

After all, even if the demon cultivators can't take down the human monks across the formation, once the human monks take the initiative to leave the formation, how can the demon army let them go back so easily?

No one noticed that the moment the monk returned to the Central Spirit Formation, the invisible breeze followed him closely and entered the interior of the formation.

This is not because the monk in charge of the formation has slacked off and let in things that shouldn't have been put in.

All because the breeze is invisible and breathless, invisible to the naked eye, and others cannot detect its existence at all.

After the breeze entered the Zhongling Formation, it did not stay, but quickly moved away, not knowing where it was going.

.........

Arriving at Xincheng, the city lord's mansion.

Li Shiyi suddenly raised his head.

He felt a very familiar aura fluctuation, approaching him quickly.

"This is..." Li Shiyi clenched his fists.

Suddenly, the breath fluctuation disappeared again.

Just when Li Shiyi was in shock and doubt, the next moment, a long sword appeared very suddenly without any warning and floated in front of Li Shiyi.

His eyes fell on the sword.

Immediately, the Haoran Peak Master, who had lived for three lifetimes and had vast knowledge, became uncontrollably excited.

As one of the seven peak masters of the Sword Sect, this sword is too familiar to him.

He was originally uneasy, desperate and powerless, but because of the appearance of this sword, he suddenly felt much more at ease.

Because the sword in front of you is not just a sword.

It's still hope... and change.

...It is the sword that belongs to the master of the Sword Sect.

Taoist weapon, Fuyao!

Li Shiyi still doesn’t know...

The sword is still the same outstanding Dao sword, but the owner of the sword is no longer the outstanding old sect master.

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