"Human, go quickly, my demon clan is powerful and invincible, you are not an opponent!"

As soon as the words of encouragement fell, Ete, who felt the momentum of ten thousand demons, opened his mouth to comfort him. The tile-like scale armor that was completely erected on its body shrank slightly, but it was not completely retracted, and it was obvious that it was not completely at ease with Wen Chuanting.

Maybe there is also a worry about being a fellow demon clan!

Wen Chuanting was silent, and stared back at Ith for a moment, "They can't be called your kindred anymore, they are demonized demon clans, they are monsters who have lost their minds, their existence, in addition to assimilating more of their kind, is more devouring and destroying, destroying all living beings they see, they will destroy you, destroy your children, and destroy your home!"

It's a sentence of consolation, which made Wen Chuanting more determined, the initial sentence was just a subconscious consolation, and now, Wen Chuanting really can't bear it, can't bear to let the pangolin family die in the devil's mouth, can't bear their bones to fall into the wilderness.

Just like the phrase 'honest It', it is it with honest sincerity that scratches the softness in Wen Chuanting's heart.

"They are strong, they have lost their minds, and with your cultivation, they can only bury their lives in vain. ”

Iter looked at Wen Chuanting suspiciously, and in its simple consciousness, it couldn't tell the truth from the fake. Just as he was about to speak again, Wen Chuanting had already spoken urgently, "They are powerful, you can't imagine, their cruelty is beyond your expectations, they are no longer your kindred, they are a group of monsters that symbolize destruction." ”

Facing Wen Chuanting's eager and rough voice, Iter subconsciously opened the scale armor of his whole body, although it made an attack gesture, it was frightened by Wen Chuanting.

"Ete, let's go, fighting is not our specialty!" The vibration caused by the galloping demons became more and more huge, and the tense atmosphere pressed over, making Cauliflower's heart tremble a little.

"For our children!" cauliflower said in a pleading voice.

"For our children!" said Iter, looking sideways at the little pangolin behind Cauliflower, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

Iter didn't let his guard down, his towering tile-like scale armor spread widely, and he cautiously moved his stubby limbs back, nervously facing away from them.

The long sword jumped out and fell into his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely downward, facing the demons who were rushing at great speed, the demonic aura lingered, and the shadows were full of shadows, and behind him, there was the rustling sound of the mountain stone being chopped.

"They're digging holes and leaving!" the thought appeared in the mind of Wen Chuanting, who was silent and ready to face a hard battle.

"This treacherous human is going to die, right?"

"He should die, I told him, our demon clan is very strong, he will be torn to pieces!"

"This human is stupid!"

"Is it really this human who destroyed our home?"

“............”

The sound of childish inquiry came at last, very soft, and the shaking of the earth muffled the other sounds, as well as the answers that did not know if they existed.

The question and answer of the pangolin family of three faintly came from the deeper hole in the ground, and penetrated into the ears of the question, almost making him not catch his breath, and his chest was uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the demon beast with scarlet eyes and haunting demonic energy appeared in front of him, which was the best object to vent, without psychological burden and without the guilt of killing.

"Since you have been demonized, bear my wrath!"

There is no greeting, no answer, let alone etiquette, the enemy of life and death, if you want to kill me, then I will kill you first.

There is no need for any temptation, meeting is a big move, fingers flicked, and the brilliant cyan long sword shot out four rays of light, divided into four directions, and in an instant the group of demons rushing over.

With the flick of his finger again, the sword qi burst out, and the four transparent essence giant swords that divided the many demon beasts in another space trembled, and as a sword qi was excited, the four giant swords were vibrate, and the sword qi burst out and mixed, shuttling back and forth among the demons.

It's this move again, a move that once faintly tore apart the remnant soul, an imperfect move, at this time in the hands of Wen Chuanting, there is a feeling of familiarity.

When it was used for the first time, the sword formation was imperfect, and it was still a little rough, and Wen Chuanting couldn't fully control it, and it was also a powerful abnormality in the face of opponents.

Enlarge the move, but I just want to save time, if it is a move to deal with, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, not to mention, one person against a group of demons, a group of demonized demons, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, the hero can't stand the wolf, there is always a time when he misses and is injured.

Now, if you look at it again, you will definitely find the difference, the four giant swords with substance are more delicate, the sword qi is more quickly stimulated, and the appearance of the entire sword array is round, not to mention, the power shown is more powerful, and the flaws become fewer.

Ask Chuanting to make rapid progress, from the first time, ask Chuanting found the flaws, chasing the remnant soul all the way, he was not idle, but his mind was precipitated, thinking carefully about the shortcomings, making up for the flaws in it.

Practice is the best teacher, no matter how perfect the deduction is, there will always be shortcomings, only in practice to find shortcomings, in the application to find flaws, this can be a trick of the deduction perfect, and then the power of evolution to the end.

One after another, Huihong sword qi shuttled through the sword array, penetrating the space, disappearing from time to time, penetrating one demon beast after another, tearing them apart and cutting them, and dividing them into pieces of flesh and blood.

Without the existence of the Six Soul Banners, the flesh and blood of this land can only be wasted here. Wen Chuanting felt a little pity, at this time, he was a little nostalgic for the feeling when the Six Soul Banners were in his hands.

The group of demons roared angrily, whistling again and again, trying their best to fight against the elusive sword qi, no matter how they pounced and jumped, their claws tore and their tails split, they couldn't change the current situation, and one after another demon beasts turned into minced meat and scattered in the space of the sword array, bright red.

A long roar came from afar, and the earth trembled again, even more violently than the last time.

Tearing up the last demon beast, Wen Chuanting stood with his sword in his hand, and looked in the direction where the howling sound came from with a solemn expression. The black dust was filled, and the surging demonic qi was rolling, and it was impossible to tell whether the dust was blocking the view or the demonic qi blocking the view.

At this moment, the doubts in Wen Chuanting's heart were completely solved, it was not that there were no demon clan powerhouses to stop them, but that the demon clan powerhouses who came were not strong enough, and they fell under the ferocity of the remnant souls, and their heads were demonized into its minions.

The shriveled corpses and bones seen on the road are the existence that the remnant soul can't look down on, and it can't get into the horizon, so it can only contribute the flesh and blood of the whole body and turn it into food for the remnant soul to grow its strength.

A heavy foot on the ground, the mountain stone shattered, the wind brought by the heavy foot force blew the toner on the edge of the soles of the feet, sweeping away an empty area, the toner flew, and Wen Chuanting was already ejected high.

There is no habit of waiting for the opponent to arrive, take the initiative to attack, and kill him, this is the highest artistic conception of defense.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose!

Wen Chuanting didn't have these four words in his heart, but he understood this truth, waiting for work, recuperating and waiting for the enemy to come, this is not facing the strong people of the same class, a group of rabble, and the existence that the remnant soul can easily take, and Wen Chuanting doesn't believe that he can't take it.

The long sword swayed, the tiger entered the flock, the sword qi was agitated, the storm swept, the vast Huihong sword light swept, emitting a sharp whistling sound, the group of demons rushed, the lingering demonic qi could not play any blocking role, and the tofu was generally easily cut into by the sword qi.

One by one, the demon beast was cut off by the waist, the upper body threw itself to the ground, smashing up the smoke and dust in the sky, the front paws of the fangs dancing on the ground, squirming on the hard rock, and the lower body maintained its inertia, still trying to move its legs forward quickly.

Some demon beasts are even more miserable, with their belly limbs moving wildly, and their upper bodies and entire spine are flattened off.

After cleaning up the demon beasts at the front, he asked Chuanting to repeat his old skills, and erected a sword formation again, not afraid of consumption, with monkey wine as a strong backing, he can sway freely.

The sword is powerful, the moves are ruthless, there is no need to ask about right and wrong, there is no need to torture the conscience, everything in front of you should be killed, this is a matter of merit to the country and the world.

The laws of the world are all against the demons outside the sky, and everything that Chuan Ting has done is just responding to the situation.

The sword array is raised, enclosing a large part of the demon beasts into the space, the sword qi is agitated, rolling and shuttling, chopping melons and vegetables, no need to consider the consumption of sword qi, no need to consider the subtlety of the moves, the demons have lost their minds, buried their spirituality, only the ferocious instinct is left, in the face of the elusive sword qi, they can only drink hate.

The figures moved, bringing up the remnants of the Dao, and the sword light swayed, shuttling vertically and horizontally, dancing wantonly among the remaining demon beasts.