Nine thin blades more than a meter long slashed through the sky, instantly slashing at the cultivators on the surface of the realm.

"Ahh

After the night rain slashed out again from the bottom to the top, Ye Huan did not pause at all. I saw Ye Huan's left foot lightly on the ground, and the whole person jumped up.

Ye Huan, who was flying in the air, slashed at the cultivator on the surface of the realm with a knife again.

......

After slashing more than thirty times in a row, Ye Huan had to stop.

Ye Huan, who stopped, had a red face, his brain was dizzy for a while, and his heart was pounding.

Using the night rain as a crutch and pestling the night rain on the ground, Ye Huan stood in the field and kicked it heavily.

Although sweeping through thousands of armies does not consume as much spiritual power as splitting Huashan, every knife also requires spiritual power. And like Ye Huan, who swept through thousands of armies with nine swords at a time, the consumption of spiritual power was even more amazing.

After dozens of slashes in a row. The spiritual power in Ye Huan's body was almost exhausted, and his body couldn't stand it anymore.

After Ye Huan slashed out more than thirty swords, the number of cultivators outside the realm decreased by more than a hundred, and there were more than a hundred red droplets the size of eggs in the air.

After resting for more than a minute and nearly two minutes, Ye Huan, who didn't feel so tired, lifted his spirits, raised the long knife in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and gritted his teeth.

"Sweeping through a thousand armies," Ye Huan slashed at the cultivators on the surface of the realm.

......

There are more and more cultivators who are killing from afar, more and more. After these cultivators were killed outside the realm, they immediately began to attack the realm with all their strength.

500 practitioners, 1,000 cultivators...... When the number of cultivators outside the realm reached three thousand, although these three thousand cultivators still failed to break through the defense line of the Frost Realm, the attacks of the three thousand cultivators all hit the Frost Realm, and the Frost Realm began to tremble violently.

When the number of cultivators outside the realm reached five thousand, the frost realm with a diameter of more than two hundred meters seemed to be unable to withstand the attacks of so many people. So the frost realm began to slowly get smaller, slowly smaller. One centimeter, one centimeter down.

"We have to speed up, or the Frost Realm may not be able to withstand it. ”

When the number of cultivators on the surface of the realm reached eight thousand, the speed at which the frost realm, which was more than two hundred meters in diameter, began to shrink faster. Start with a decimeter, shrink by decimeter.

......

A touch of cold light kept lighting up in the frost field, and the moment after each cold light was lit up, there were immediately nine blades more than one meter long in a fan-shape, shooting towards the outside of the field.

"Ahh "When the Nine Dao Dao Dao slashed outside the realm, several cultivators were immediately slashed to death by the sword mang, and several other cultivators were slashed.

When all the little red flowers on the grassland grew taller, all turned into red-eyed cultivators, and all the red-eyed cultivators were killed outside the realm, the surface of the frost realm was covered with cultivators, and at this time, the frost realm could no longer be seen from the outside, and Ye Huan could not be seen.

The Frost Realm was completely covered and buried by people, densely packed with people.

His feet kept moving on the ground, the night rain kept chopping, and Ye Huan kept flying around the realm like an elf.

"Ahh

After slashing more than thirty times again, his face was flushed, panting like a cow, and his heart was "knock, knock, knock," Ye Huan, who was beating rapidly, stopped.

......

After resting for more than a minute, Ye Huan waved the night rain again......

As time went on, the number of cultivators outside the realm was slowly, slowly decreasing. The red water droplets outside the field are slowly, slowly increasing. The area of the frost field is slowly, slowly getting smaller.

Ten minutes later, there were more than six hundred drops of red water outside the field, and the diameter of the frost field had decreased by more than forty meters.

Twenty minutes later, there were more than 1,300 red water droplets outside the field, and the diameter of the frost field had decreased by more than eighty meters.

Thirty minutes later, there were two thousand red droplets outside the field, and the diameter of the frost field had been reduced by a full one hundred and thirty meters.

At this time, the diameter of the frost field was less than one hundred and twenty meters.

It's dangerous, pestle the night rain, Ye Huan, who was kicking his breath, frowned, and a thick uneasiness appeared in his heart. If this continues, the Frost Realm will be broken in less than thirty minutes, and the moment the Frost Realm is broken is when he dies.

After resting for a few tens of seconds and feeling less tired, Ye Huan immediately raised the long knife in his hand.

Before, Ye Huan had to rest for more than a minute every time he slashed out more than thirty knives, but now Ye Huan didn't dare to rest for so long.

The Frost Realm was constantly getting smaller, and if it was at that rate just now, then when he killed more than 2,000 cultivators, the Frost Realm would be broken.

After the realm was broken, he would have to use his physical body to resist the attacks of thousands of Sharp Realm cultivators.

Although he is a sharp golden light, and all things surrender to this level of the Sharp Realm, he will definitely not be able to withstand the attacks of thousands of Sharp Realm powerhouses. The attacks of thousands of Edge Realm powerhouses can't withstand them for a second.

While waving the night rain, Ye Huan pondered, how could he kill those cultivators more quickly? Although the power of splitting Huashan is great, but the attack range is small, and splitting Huashan is a move for a single body, and there are only one or two opponents that can be injured at most. Although the power of the sweeping army is not as great as that of splitting Huashan, the sweeping army is better than the wide range of attack.

In this situation, what is needed is a move that has wide lethality and can damage the enemy in a wide range, so it is not suitable to split Huashan at all, and can only use to sweep thousands of troops. But judging from this situation, the power of sweeping thousands of armies is still not enough, far from enough.

You have to increase the lethality of sweeping thousands of armies.

There are two ways, either to increase the number of swords, so that more swords can be slashed in one slash. Either speed up the swing of the knife, let the move stop, and make two or even three cuts in the time when you could only have slashed one.

Let's try first to see if we can cut out more knives, Ye Huan said secretly.

His eyes narrowed, his teeth clenched, he took a deep breath, and clenched the long knife hard, "Sweeping thousands of troops," Ye Huan waved the long knife violently, and the night rain slashed from top left to bottom right, facing the outside of the field.

In the process of slashing down in the night rain, Ye Huan quickly pressed the handle of the knife, and then immediately lifted it up quickly.

One press, one lift, one press one lift...... Ye Huan shook continuously like a chef cutting vegetables. After eight strokes, Ye Huan's right wrist was exhausted.

Nine blades more than a meter long slashed towards the cultivators outside the realm in a fan-shaped shape.

No, come again.

With a twist of the wrist of his right hand, the knife edge was aimed at the cultivator outside, "Sweeping away a thousand armies," Ye Huan once again waved the night rain at great speed, and picked the night rain diagonally from the bottom right to the top right.

In the process of the long knife going up, Ye Huan quickly pressed the handle of the knife, and immediately lifted it up quickly after pressing it down.

One press, one lift, one press, one lift...... After eight strokes, Ye Huan's right hand was exhausted.

Nine blades more than a meter long slashed towards the opponent outside the field in a fan-shaped shape.

No, come again......

Ten minutes later, Ye Huan smiled bitterly.

Still no, or can only cut out nine blades, no matter how hard you work, how hard you try, each knife cut out of the blades is still only nine, one has not increased, and one has not decreased.

At this time, there were nearly three thousand red water droplets outside the field, and the diameter of the frost field had shrunk to less than eighty meters.