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From the moment he discovered this group of demons, he could see that there were no demons in the group of demons in front of him who had long-range attacks or flying means, which was undoubtedly the best news. If it weren't for that, that team wouldn't be able to survive now.

At this time, the hill he was standing on was a cliff behind it, which was the best terrain that had been judged at the beginning of the plan, where he could retreat all the way to the top of the mountain, and only need to face the demons surrounded on three sides, and when he was exhausted, he could jump directly off the cliff to escape, and he would not be afraid of this low cliff after being forced to jump over the cliff countless times by Fei'er. The only pity is that the valley mouth to the northwest of the Longmian Valley under the hillside is too open, and if it is a little narrower, he may be able to hold it for a longer time.

And after a short rush, he also has a clearer positioning of his current strength and the ability to fight for a long time.

By comparing the average strength of the demons in the current demon group, the advantage of the terrain, and the loss of physical strength, he judged that he could roughly support the demon group under the siege of the demon group for about an hour and a half in the optimal state, and kill about 1,200 demons.

After roughly confirming that there were more than 4,000 people in this group, Ian was lucky that he didn't confidently rush out to join the team because of the skyrocketing strength.

Sure enough, it's right to be cautious!

If you rushed over to join the team just now, it would have been almost impossible to cover their safe evacuation. Single-mindedly conserving physical strength on the premise of facing demons besieging on three sides and protecting eight or nine exhausted people while dealing with demons surrounded on all sides are completely incomparable.

"Meow, it's good that Lao Tzu is wise!"

Knowing that an hour and a half or so was enough time for the trapped team to flee from the place, Ian muttered to himself, swept away several inferior demons that surrounded him, and retreated all the way to the top of the mountain, standing his sword upright.

"So what's next......"

He gently closed his eyes, gathered his distracting thoughts, and his consciousness became one, and an indescribable force began to flow quietly around him. This power appeared at the moment of breakthrough three days ago, it is not the so-called internal force in the legend of the previous life, nor is it some illusion of fighting spirit, Ian can mobilize it freely, but when he deliberately looks for it, he can't find it anyway. It does not have a specific quantity, just like human strength, people can only judge how much strength they have, but they cannot say how much strength they have.

This is the power of will! This is what Fei'er said about the sword intent hidden in his heart!

Ian had been thinking about it for three days and had come to this conclusion after thinking about it for a long time. If in the original world, no matter how strong the will is, it is only the will, then in this world, when the will is strong to a certain extent, it is possible to interfere in the present world!

It exists in one's own mind, so whenever one has a strong thought, he can freely mobilize it, but he usually can't find any trace of it.

Ian vaguely felt that this power was extraordinary, and perhaps his skyrocketing strength had something to do with it, but until today, he didn't know what effect this power could play.

Previously, he only knew that when he injected this power into the sword, the long sword in his hand would emit a faint moan and emit bursts of will fluctuations, and the greater the power injected, the clearer and more agitated the sound of the sword groan, and the more violent the will fluctuations would be!

Ian, who had made sure he had found the right way to use it, had fantasized about a myriad of possible effects and tested them many times in different ways, only to find that when he actively injected the sword intent, it didn't find any other use than to make his sword "scream"!

And today, Ian, who thought that this skill could only be used to pretend to be a force, finally knows the correct use of it.

First, instilling sword intent can make his sword slash his heart!

When Camilla restrained him, the sword intent apparently automatically severed the chains close to him. Then when you take the initiative to use it, you should be able to achieve the same effect.

Second, it is also the key to Ian's courage to formulate this rescue plan.

It can be used to commit suicide!

Yes.

Outside this demon-infested circle, this is an unparalleled suicide technique!

Ian will never forget the scene when the nearly 100 inferior demons who were chasing Camilla in the morning directly dropped the fallen girl who was close at hand when he heard the sound of the sword, and pounced on him like a spring! At that moment, he deeply understood that in the eyes of the demons, the fluctuations of will and emotions were the same thing.

"Sure enough, there are no useless abilities in this world, only people who don't know how to use these abilities!

As soon as he thought that such a suicidal magic technique had become the key to this plan, Ian couldn't help but draw an upturned arc at the corner of his mouth.

"So, let's have some music!"

Looking at the surging demons at the bottom of the mountain, he suddenly urged the sword intent to the maximum and poured it into the long sword in his hand.

All of a sudden, the sound of Qingyue's fierce sword chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, spreading everywhere.

The sea of magic is silent!

Just as Ian thought, all the demons suddenly stopped all their movements the moment they heard the sound of the sword, and then turned in unison, their red eyes fixed on Ian's direction.

Suddenly being watched by thousands of pairs of extremely vicious blood-colored eyes, although he knew that this was a situation that he had deliberately created, Ian still couldn't help but have a creepy feeling in his heart.

In the past, the reason why Ian was able to go up and down in the demon tide was completely dependent on superb concealment skills and a keen sense of the overall situation of the battlefield. And now that all the enemies were locked on to him at once, he suddenly had a feeling that there was nothing to hide.

This Nima is playing with thieves as T, and the rhythm of mockery and death!

Laughing at himself, Ian spun his wrist and loosened his sword, ready to adjust himself to the best for a bitter battle that he had never seen before.

However, the demon's next move was beyond the boy's expectations.

。。。。。。

"It's... What's going on?"

The werewolf phantom dissipated, and Adolf, who had exhausted all mental power, gasped for breath, and in disbelief saw the demon in front of him suddenly turn around and expose his unsuspecting back to him.

They crouched low, in a defensive gesture, faintly moving backwards.

"It's because of that voice!"

"They... It looks like I'm scared. ”

"Just kidding, demons are scared too?"

"No, Cassius, Wendy may be right, they do look like they're scared!" Ceran only thought it was ridiculous at this time, but since the sound of Qingyue, the demons turned and bowed back to look exactly like Wendy said.

They were afraid, afraid of something at the source of the sound.

"Look, there's somebody! there's somebody on the top of the hill over there!"

Protected in the middle, Elan suddenly let out a shout, pointing his finger straight to a hill in the northwest, and everyone's eyes moved up, and with the vision of the capable beyond mortals, they immediately found the black figure standing on the top of the mountain.

His face was obscured by a pitch-black hood, the hem of his open coat fluttered in the wind, and the long sword in his hand roared endlessly. The figure on the top of the mountain was slender and arrogant, like a king, looking at the thousands of demons worshipping at his feet, and he saw everyone's hearts swaying for a while!

"That's ......"

"Could it be... Your Excellency the Juggernaut?"

"But, how is it possible, how can it be here?"

Looking at the figure standing on the top of the mountain, Adolf muttered to himself unconsciously, his tone full of disbelief and irrepressible ecstasy!

Unlike the students around him who are not yet enough to step into the circle of the truly capable, he is a member of the circle of the capable people in the Northern Regions, and he knows a lot about the many rumors and rumors circulating in the circle, and the most talked about by these capable people in the Northern Regions is the figure that appears in front of him now.

Night's watchman, Black Sword Master!

For this extremely strong man who is unknown to the world, forever hiding himself under the night, silently guarding the Northern Regions. Those who faintly knew his existence in the Northern Regions were full of pride and reverence for him to present this title.

And when he was in a desperate situation, he suddenly saw this suspiciously rumored figure, how could Adolf not feel incredulous, how could he not feel ecstasy.

The middle-aged uncle's eyes that had completely recognized the wrong person became more and more hot, at this moment he would never have imagined that this figure in his eyes was extremely arrogant and full of the aura of a peerless powerhouse was already sweating profusely!

Ian, who didn't know that he was being adored by a middle-aged uncle, looked around at the demons who were retreating low down the mountain, only feeling that things had completely exceeded his expectations, and he was in a cold sweat at the moment, thinking about how the most important step in the plan was to fall off the chain! When he rescued Camilla this morning, the sword roar he let out would make those inferior demons rush towards him desperately. Why is it that now that he has stimulated the sound of his sword to the maximum, these demons have been stunned one by one?

Ian didn't feel like the demons were scared of him at all.

Ian, who knew his own family affairs and had a preliminary judgment of his current strength, didn't feel that he had anything to be afraid of by the demon at all.

At this moment, he completely forgot the creepiness of being watched by thousands of demons in unison, and almost wanted to run down the mountain immediately, pointing at these cowering cowards and scolding them.

"What are you staring at, what are you afraid of, you bastards are rushing up and beating me quickly!"

"Big demon brothers, I'm begging you, okay? Come up and beat me. You're stuck in place like this, how do you want me to save people!"