A golden sword that shimmered like a bright sun suddenly rose up with a cold snort.

The big sword and the sword in Qi Wudan's hand seemed to be fused into one, and the sword of Mo Taibai in his hand also seemed to become an arm of Qi Wudan.

The sword is in me, and I am in the sword.

The banshee flickered its large, obsidian-like black wings, scattered dark feathers still fluttering in the rain.

The pair of scarlet blood pupils were originally as indifferent as water, but when they saw the Great Array and Jin Jianyang, they suddenly condensed.

The inexplicable sense of sacredness and an inexplicable coercion from the golden greatsword made the banshee begin to face the sudden slashing of the greatsword in front of her.

What shocked her the most was the sword intent that was determined to be annihilated.

The sun is shining and dazzling.

The big sword swung down, and the yang and the fall were in an instant, and the moment above the merge formation, a halo suddenly bloomed on the dim rainy day, just like the sun that had not appeared for a long time behind the dark clouds.

A golden sword qi that was several times larger than the big sword, as high as the mountain at its feet, slashed out from the rain curtain of the sky.

Sacred and powerful, but also resolute.

The banshee seemed to be a little tangled, and then quickly raised her right arm, while still slicing the snow-white wrist.

As before, blood flowed and melted into the dark orb.

The sword qi is mighty, and there seems to be a strange feeling of sweeping away the eight wildernesses, maybe this is just the determination of the sword-wielding person.

The flying demons all fled, but some of the slower ones were all turned into mortal dust between heaven and earth in an instant under the sword qi.

The banshee gritted her teeth, as if she was disgusted by this feeling, she sighed, and then saw the wings on her back flapping suddenly, and a dark red streamer directly hit the golden sword qi under the rain curtain.

The golden light and the dark red luster suddenly dispersed from the place where they collided, intertwined and collided with each other, and this place became the most dazzling place.

The aftermath shook for a long time, and when the golden light dissipated, the banshee's whole body was bubbling with a dark demonic aura, and her face looked a little gloomy and uncertain.

The moment the sword qi shattered, the sword in Qi Wudan's hand quickly changed again.

Raise the sword, drop the sword in one go, without the slightest drag of mud and water.

Then he changed his sword and slashed one after another.

In the time of three breaths, four swords were changed, and the golden big sword slashed, swept and slashed, and four golden light sword qi were swung out one after another.

Qi Wudan's expression was very firm, as if he wanted to fight quickly, after all, there was still a demon army at his feet that had already attacked the foot of the collapsed mountain.

The sword qi slipped down in the rain curtain, the banshee's scarlet pupils flickered slightly, and she whispered to herself:

"Does this war really make sense?"

As soon as the voice fell, four sword qi had already arrived in front of her.

She was like a child who had not made up her mind, and her wavering mind made her look slightly sad in the golden light.

A roar that shook the sky suddenly sounded, many times more dazzling than the previous blow, because in this golden light, the dark red luster was never seen again.

Qi Wushan snorted coldly:

"It's a demon to be killed!"

Several other sword immortals also smiled deeply:

"Where is the momentum just now? Seeing the four sword qi, I was so frightened that I gave up resisting, it's really ridiculous. ”

Mo Taibai, who was at the forefront of the [Eleven Sword Dao Evil Heavenly Array], looked at the luster, but his eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of confusion and pity, because he was the only one who could hear the words of the banshee just now.

"She's so sad. ”

Yu Xiaohuan didn't know when he opened his eyes, and said this in a sluggish voice.

Mo Taibai whispered 'En', and he also felt the same way.

But wasn't this invasion provoked by their demon clan?

Why ask yourself the other way around, if it makes sense.

Suddenly, the eleven sword immortals were suddenly startled, Qi Wushan frowned even more in disbelief, he gritted his teeth and said:

"How is that possible!"

They saw the golden light gradually dissipate, but the banshee was protected by an enchantment barrier, which actually protected her intact under the four sword qi.

This barrier does not belong to her, it is something that everyone understands.

Mo Taibai frowned:

"Could it be the demon!?"

An Ran shook his head in shock:

"But the breath is wrong!"

Just when the eleven sword immortals were trembling, they suddenly saw a white robe leisurely fall on the side of the banshee, his green silk was flying, his eyes were evil, but his face gave people a refreshing and elegant.

This feeling is like a fairy, but ...... But he is not,

An Ran looked at this familiar figure, and suddenly recalled the white-clothed 'Heavenly Immortal' he saw at the Qingfeng Conference two years ago.

They are the same people.

At such a moment when the white robe appeared, the strange sword seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds of stone, and he wanted to raise it, but he couldn't move it anymore.

This coercion was even several times heavier than the previous demon.

The Eleven Sword Immortals couldn't move for a moment, but there was no killing intent in this coercion, but just a simple stop, as if to remind the Eleven Sword Immortals: You can't touch this woman.

"You really know how to keep your promises. ”

The banshee lowered her head, and her words were sharp and gloomy.

The white robe glanced at his green silk and ink hair, and smiled lightly:

"You heard him that night, and though I was selfish, I was glad for him. ”

The banshee snorted coldly:

"Does it make sense, why can't I suddenly find meaning?"

The white robe seemed to sigh, and then said firmly:

"It means a lot. ”

"Maybe......"

The banshee scoffed.

Before the words fell, I saw the man's sleeve robe waved slightly, and a gust of wind blew, and the banshee had turned into a streamer, and was carried by the breeze to the distant mountains and forests.

The Eleven Sword Immortals were still unable to move.

After the white robe looked at the streamer entering the mountain forest, he turned his head to look at the large array formed by the eleven sword immortals.

After a while, he said helplessly:

"This king has no intention of hurting you, although the general trend of the demon clan has been decided, but you are undefeated, and you can only increase our casualties. ”

As the words fell, Yu Xiaohuan closed his eyes tightly, and the eyes of the eleven sword immortals gradually widened.

The next moment, the white-robed fingers raised slightly, and a flying sword conjured by demonic energy in front of them directly pierced into the large array that was running under their feet.

Then a flying sword appeared in front of him, and with a wave of indifference, the flying sword was like a rainbow, the sword light flashed, and the sound of metal breaking could be heard in an instant.

The eleven long swords that surrounded Qi Wudan's body were shattered ten in an instant, and the sword body was broken, but the snow night sword was still intact.

Except for Qi Wudan, the remaining ten sword immortals spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant as the sword they were guarding was broken. Kneeling down on top of the formation.

The white robe raised his eyebrows lightly:

"That's a good sword. ”

Before the sound fell, the large array under the feet of the Eleven Sword Immortals suddenly covered with cracks like spider webs, and then the sudden shattering, like catkins, drifted in the rain curtain with the light of the glowing aura.

The ten figures fell in an instant, and Mo Taibai turned Yu Xiaohuan into his arms, after all, this height was ...... If Yu Xiaohuan falls, he will definitely be either dead or seriously injured.

The [Eleven Sword Dao Evil Heavenly Array] shattered instantly, and the eleven sword immortals were defeated in an instant.

Physical injuries are far less painful than mental torture.

Qi Wushan clenched his sword tightly, his face gloomy and pale.

Are humans so vulnerable in front of the demon race?

Could it be that only immortals can slash these big demons hiding in the demon clan?

The white robe glanced at him, then looked meaningfully at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes shining with expectation.

After a while, he wanted to turn around and leave, just after receiving the coercion, but the next moment he felt a strong killing intent coming from behind him, and he turned back indifferently.

The sword light flashed like thunder.

In the next moment, his right hand was quickly raised, and his index and middle fingers were lightly forced, and under such a fast sword light, he easily clamped the unique Snow Night Sword.

The white robe said indifferently:

"It's a good sword, but it's a pity if it breaks. ”

Qi Wudan's face was even more ugly, he clenched his fists, and his other hand suddenly exerted force, wanting to draw out the sword and stab again, but the long sword was firmly clamped by the demon, and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

"Aren't you afraid that this king will kill you?" asked the white robe.

Qi Wushan stiffened his face, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed with unyieldingness, and he said coldly:

"I'll kill you!"

The white robe smiled:

"Courage is commendable. If Chen'er has the determination and ambition of yours, then he should be stronger than you now. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the hand of the white robe holding the long sword suddenly exert force, and Qi Wushan stumbled in the air and took a few steps backwards.

The white robe turned to leave.

But I felt the killing intent behind me.

"That's a lot of determination. ”

After the white robe whispered this, the palm of his right hand had quickly gathered demonic energy, and then before the long sword slashed by his side, he had already appeared behind Qi Wudan.

Under Qi Wushan's stunned look, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

In the next moment, a powerful force slapped directly on his back.

He felt as if his bones were about to shatter, and he had never felt this pain before, and the pain that had entered his brain had gradually become a sense of shame and a different kind of determination.

I will kill him with my own hands in my lifetime!

"Bang~"

A loud bang shattered the rain curtain, and in the next moment, it was seen that nothing but from the sky fell into the ground.

Forced to endure the pain in his body, the muddy ground under his body cracked, it was definitely painful, but Qi Wushan smiled.

There is a lot of hideousness and determination in the smile!

Letting the bean-sized rain drip fall on his body, he looked at the figure on the sky that had turned into a streamer and gradually disappeared, clenched his fists, and made a terrifying crisp bone sound.

"It's not ...... state."