Demon King Shuo Heng did not dare to take people out of the Demon Domain for thousands of years, because he was afraid of the power of this formation, and he sent Shuo Li to help Jiang Yu, the main purpose of which was to explore the strength of Dusk Creek.

And that day, Twilight Creek fought with the blood demons endlessly, but did not use the Ten Thousand Swords Trace Demon Array, and the four generals of the Demon Clan decided that this formation had long been lost, and this was the reason why the Demon Clan attacked the Xianmen on a large scale.

Now, a blind man can actually use a spell similar to the Ten Thousand Swords Trace Demon Suppression Array, and looking at its power, this person has exerted this technique to the fullest, which is better than the twilight cold thousands of years ago, but it is a thousand people to subdue the demon formation, and it takes the concerted efforts of everyone to lay it down, and it is impossible for him to break ten thousand demon soldiers alone, but this person is indeed not to be underestimated.

"Who the hell are you?" When the Demon Devourer spoke again, it was no longer rampant before, but a little more flustered.

Song Wangchen still didn't say a word, raised his hand and held the volley of spinning evil in his palm, stirring back and forth between his wrists, he drove Sen Han's sword qi to draw a phantom light Qiankun Bagua Array, and wrenched all the swords and axes that the thousands of demon soldiers who had died on the ground into the array, and then swung out with a fierce sword, and all the swords and axes in the array hit the demon soldiers.

There is a cloud in the history of Duxi River, during the eight years of the ancestor Duhan's opening of the sect, the demon clan raised troops to attack, and Dusk Han led thousands of people to lay down ten thousand swords to subdue the demon array and trapped 30,000 demon soldiers in the formation for seven days and seven nights, which defeated the demon clan and signed a truce agreement with it. Two years later, Du Hanxian died, because his disciple Song Qian could not understand the essence, so he sealed this technique into the jade order of the head of the sect, and it could only be used when someone in later generations could understand it.

However, the successive heads of Twilight Creek were unable to grasp the essentials and were self-contained, and they were unwilling to practice this technique in the hands of others, so this art was lost in Twilight. After Cheng Jin took over the position of the head of the house, he couldn't understand the essence of it, but he was not a person who ate the ancients, so he temporarily stored the jade order of the head in the hands of Zijian and Song Wangchen. Although the child was not allowed to ask for the marrow, Song Wangchen understood it all within a month, and created it to evolve into today's 'Ten Thousand Swords Phantom'.

The Ten Thousand Swords Phantom uses true qi to transform the blade, and the power is infinitely powerful to kill the Quartet, but at the same time, the spiritual power and physical strength are also consumed extremely quickly, and there is even a little loss of life, Song Wangchen and the blood demon did not need it on that day, because Yu Man has always been by the side of the blood demon, he does not want to hurt the innocent, and he does not want to make Ji Nuan sad, because there are fetters in his heart, and there are more constraints when he makes moves.

He once held his true heart in front of her with great anticipation, but she abandoned it, trampled the love he gave, and hurt him to the core.

The eyes are clear, but the heart is blind, the black cloth is not only a pair of eyes, but also his devastated heart, now he has returned from blood, that is, to break off love, continue to be the demon slay, invincible Song Jue, after killing the blood demon, he will still go to find her, and then tell her viciously: "I, Song Wangchen, will never be the person who was left behind, it is I who will abandon you." Then he turned around and left resolutely, without a trace of emotion or emotion.

So he can't die yet, and this Qiankun Bagua Array is taking advantage of the situation, its power is on par with the Ten Thousand Swords Phantom, and it is more than enough to deal with ordinary demon soldiers.

"Who the hell is it, a blind man dares to be so rampant, is there really no one in my demon clan?" The demon spitted very disdainfully, the bone whip in his hand was already gaining momentum, and with a fierce swing, he smashed the knife and axe that was directly attacking, and then pulled it out with a ruthless whip, reaching Song Wangchen's head.

The whistling wind blew the two wisps of green silk in front of Song Wangchen's forehead flying wildly, he still stood firmly, raised his hand and took the fierce whip, and then circled around the demon deer a few times at a speed as fast as light, and when the pace stopped, the bone whip in his hand was already wrapped around the neck of the demon deer.

"Where is the Blood Fiend?" as he roared out with all his might, a voice in his head kept saying to him, "Those who destroy my eyes should be cut off and those who abandon me will be thrown away!"

Song Wangchen's eyes were destroyed by his own hands, but the culprit was the Blood Demon, if it weren't for him, Ji Nuan would not have had a chance to slip away from him, and he hated to cut the Blood Demon with a thousand knives in public and private, so how could he let him go.

Hearing that the other party tried his best to say that he didn't know the Blood Demon, Song Wangchen suddenly pulled the bone whip hard in his palm, and in an instant, blood spurted onto his cold cheeks, and the loud sound of a person's head separating and falling to the ground in vain permeated his ears.

As fast as lightning, so that the other three generals of the demon clan didn't have time to make a move, the demon was already staring at a pair of frightened yellow eyes, and extremely unwilling to turn into a wisp of black smoke and disappear in front of them, and the demon soldiers behind them who were holding knives against the swords and axes in the air had also fallen to the ground one after another, the wind was full of drifting black smoke and the blood that was constantly swaying, the blind man was like a demon who came from hell to ask for his life, constantly wandering among the demon soldiers, and when the long sword in his hand rose and fell, it was the time when the demon soldiers' wails dissipated.

The demon devoured angrily, and the golden hammer in his hand drove the momentum of breaking the sky, and jumped up in the air among thousands of demon soldiers, aiming at Song Wangchen is hammer.

"Bang!"

With an earth-shattering loud sound, the ground was smashed out of a monstrous crater, the ground cracked at the speed of light, several huge cracks continued to extend, the surrounding trees have been uprooted, the billowing dust and smoke are crazy and public, and there are constantly demon soldiers around falling into the cracks, and the end of the demon devouring is to take the opponent's dog's life, even if it kills one of the enemies and loses a thousand!

"Senior Brother Song,"

The people in Dusk Creek let out a mournful exclamation, and were hit by the jack hammer, even the iron man must have been smashed into a discus by it, not to mention Song Wangchen, a flesh-and-blood living person?

Everyone was sad and indignant, and when they raised their swords and ran closer, Song Wangchen jumped up from the dust and smoke with his feet, and the blindfolded black cloth had already been hit by the powerful air flow of the jack hammer and flew into the air, but he still closed his eyes tightly, and once again identified the location of the demon soldier with his hearing.

Song Wangchen held the sword in both hands, and then slashed a sword with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and the demon soldiers who were crooked in the dust and smoke were hit hard again, and they fell into the giant cracks, and most of the remaining demon soldiers were shocked by the sword qi and flew out of ten zhang away, and when they landed, they were already vomiting blood, and they had turned into ashes in an instant.

At this time, the demon clan only has less than seven thousand troops left in the distance, and the people of Duxi are unharmed, this Song Wangchen's power to turn the tide is unstoppable, even if they are willing to collect troops, the fairy gate will break through the demon clan sooner or later, instead of waiting to be slaughtered, it is better to fight to the death to make a bloody way, the current plan can only mess with their minds, and attack the hundreds of people in Dusk Creek first.

Shuo Li nodded and motioned for the three demon generals to drag Song Wangchen first, but he raised the golden knife in his hand, cut off the head of a Dusk Xi disciple with a sword, and then carried the blood-drenched human head into the air and shouted: " Brothers, my demon clan has been oppressed by the immortal sect for thousands of years, look at this group of hypocritical human races in front of me, and then think about our people who are sleeping in the open air, we must not lose this battle today, otherwise, the demon clan will never turn over, kill them, our clansmen can step out of the demon realm, occupy a place in this beautiful human world, cheer me up, rush!"

Passionate and heartfelt words, vibrating the hearts of every demon soldier present, from the moment they set foot in the border city, they saw the great rivers and mountains outside the demon domain, and saw the food, beauty, and beauty that they had never seen in their lives, that barren barbarian land, they never wanted to go back, this battle, unless they died in battle, there was no reason to retreat.

"Rush!" The demon soldiers once again raised their steel swords and battle axes in their hands, and rushed through the dust, and at the same time, the people of Dusk Creek had also waved the long swords in their hands, showing a straight momentum, mingling in a pile of demon soldiers, fighting to the death.

The thunderclap of the swords collided like thunder, and there were one cry of pain after another between the fire trees and silver flowers, and people on both sides fell one after another, blood spilled on the ground like a fountain, and the wind was full of blood.

Mo Yang's long sword paused, his eyes stared at the wild laughter in the air, and when his toes moved slightly, the white figure had gone straight to the sky, and when he raised his hand, a sword was struck out by the strong wind, and when he saw the sword qi was sluggish, the other party suddenly disappeared, he immediately looked around vigilantly, and with a slight side eye, he held the sword in his backhand to block the sudden attack from behind, and suddenly turned around and kicked the opponent's abdomen with a fierce kick.

Shuo Li hurriedly bowed his body to close his abdomen, and after dodging a blow, the golden knife in his hand spun straight down, and with a sharp turn of his wrist, the golden knife swept around the opponent's abdomen, but it only cut through the opponent's clothes, and did not hurt the flesh and skin.

And Mo Yang moved back calmly, holding a sword left and right to open the bow and attack in a row, the two were evenly divided, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while.

At that time, Song Wangchen had been surrounded by the three demon generals, and the demon devoured him raised his eyebrows to signal the demon and the demon to avoid it first, and he kept turning the golden hammer in his hand, turning into a hundred soft iron spears that could be sent and received freely, and besieged Song Wangchen from a hundred different tracks, no matter how sharp the blind man's ears were, it was impossible to distinguish a hundred different directions at the same time, let alone dodge the attack one by one.

Song Wangchen opened his eyes suddenly, his deep starry eyes were covered with a layer of blood-colored haze as thin as cicada wings, and his figure as fast as light shuttled through the hundreds of soft iron spears, and the evil slammed into it, and the sound of "bang" was endless, shooting out thousands of sparks to shine.

"You're fucking, you're not blind, why are you two still stunned?Abolish him with me!" Demon Devourer scolded angrily, half of the soft iron spear in his hand was broken and fell to the ground by the evil blow, just like himself, most of his fighting spirit has already been wiped out, the blind man is not blind, the chance of victory of the demon clan is basically zero, and their move is just a stubborn resistance.

The demon's face was cold, the two Liuyue scimitars in his hands rubbed against each other and made an extremely harsh "hoc" sound, arousing Dao Mars, the burly body stepped on the ground, and the scimitar in his hand had hit Song Wangchen in both directions, on the other side, the demon grinded his teeth and broke his bones, and the two sharp fangs were all exposed to the wind, making a "crunch" sound of frustrating his teeth, and the Liuling Fan Jin Gong in his hand swung straight up, and the three demons besieged Song Wangchen again.

Song Wangchen's face was like still water, his big hand condensed into the air and grabbed the black cloth that stopped fluttering, and after blindfolding his eyes again, when his palm fell, he grabbed the evil with his backhand, and the black figure turned like a tornado, and the sword in his hand slashed wildly left and right, setting off thousands of boulders and the uprooted trees one after another, forcing the three demon generals to quickly turn around and hit the boulder trees instead.