The war horse chased the wind and stepped on the ghost fire, and ran all the way out of the Stygian Flame Path.

Chang Xi was alone, and the sword kept stopping, slashing out all the blood-colored thorns.

Among the beast tide, there are many great demons of the Transformation God Realm who can resist Chang Xi's sword qi, and these big demons all know that they are by no means the opponent of this young sword immortal when it comes to fighting alone, and they have to show their demon soldiers, so they must first pull this martial arts human race off the horse.

The Iron Cangxiong King, who has only refined his body for half his life, has a strength of more than one million catties, and every blow he makes is an earth-shattering shock. The Iron Cangxiong King incarnated into a hideous-looking burly man with a height of nine feet, holding two meteoric iron mountain axes, and he didn't care about how many innocent demon beasts he trampled to death with the size of a grinding man, and crashed straight into the black-robed sword fairy on horseback.

Chang Xi swept the remnants of more than a hundred demon beasts into the sky with a sword, and saw a strong man with an axe not far away blocking the way to go, and raised the sword expressionlessly and handed it forward, moving casually as if the yellow-mouthed child who had touched the sword for the first time stumbled and stumbled. But it was this simple sword, which could not even be called a sword move, but it pierced through the proud body of the Iron Bear King from a distance of a hundred zhang, and pierced through a blood hole the size of a sea bowl on the heart, and the beating heart inside had been ground into minced flesh.

Several big demons who didn't believe in evil planned to pull him off the horse at close range, Chang Xi turned around and stabbed out two or three swords, and immediately there were a few more big demons with empty necks.

It was shocking to see that fighting against the Heaven Killer Wu Fei was shocking, when had this human race ever had such a terrifying Tianjiao? One person and one sword had such might, but there was no other way to do it, but to use the endless beast tide to kill this sword immortal.

Killing the sky smashed half of Wu Fei's shoulder with one claw, but his chest was also scratched by this girl's claws with a few blood marks that were deep and visible to the bone, and said coldly: "Stinky woman still dares to look around in a life-and-death fight? When your grandfather doesn't exist? Where did you get the courage?"

The ruthless queen of the Splitting Earth Golden Zhaohu sneered: "She is of the same clan as the Demon King, but she has no face and no skin to fall to the human race, and she only eats things inside and outside, and she dares to yell at her in front of the old lady?"

Wu Fei gave the elite tiger riders around her a cruel look.

The elite of the hundred horsemen who surrounded the Heaven Slayer began to quietly disperse their formation, charging rapidly towards the invincible sword immortals and undead war horses in the distance.

Snatching off the clothes that were in the way, he looked at the hundreds of tiger elites whose intentions were obvious, and then turned his gaze back to Wu Fei's lips, and sneered: "Don't you think that one of these shrimp soldiers and crabs will be able to enjoy your jade?"

Wu Fei sneered, rubbed her body and went up again, vowing to drink the blood of this person's heart!

The Tiger Hundred Riders of the Splitting Earth Jinzhao Tiger Clan are the color of the black concubine pressing the bottom of the box, and the tiger beast riding under him is a hybrid product with the Terran woman, and it is extremely enduring. These Tiger Clan heavy riders carry sharp spears of no low grade, with blood grooves, smeared with poison that seals their throats with blood, and their branches can easily break through the body protection light shield of the Terran monks through the sacrificial trials of the demon tribe, and they are the big killing weapons that will only be used at the end of the siege stage.

Hundreds of poisonous spears and spears locked on one person and one horse from afar, and the mournful and whistling sound of breaking the air continued one after another, which was the indiscriminate attack that was most likely to lose the morale of the army.

Chang Xi on horseback stroked the cold neck of Chasing Feng and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. ”

Chang Xi withdrew Yuehong into the scabbard, his hands burst into sword fingers overlapping each other, and the qi in his body rolled like an oil pot, and then climbed to the top floor in an instant, only to make a circle on both sides, and thousands of lifelike long swords that had been completely condensed into substance were suspended in front of Chang Xi.

Chang Xi raised his hand and gently pushed forward, and thousands of sword shadows drowned the empty spears, along with those elite hundred horsemen who were regarded as the lifeblood of Wu Fei, all of them turned into pieces of neatly cut minced meat under the rain of unavoidable swords.

The chasing wind that had been galloping in the wind on the battlefield in the underworld and the yang world roared happily, shook off the four hooves, and carried the great Asura King on his back to accelerate the charge again.

The mood of the black concubine, who was almost completely wiped out by the clan, was damaged, the moves were full of loopholes, and the tiger clan's supernatural powers could not exert the five success powers on weekdays, and she was soon unloaded with two arms by the heaven-killing who was proficient in life and death, just when the demon woman who wanted to rely on sacrificing the entire clan to win the favor of the demon king was frightened and retreated, a sword with cold light flashed along her two naturally scarlet lips like rouge pierced into her mouth, and the sword qi erupted in every inch, completely disturbing her mouth, and then cutting off all her vitality.

Ji Tian wiped the blood stains on his face, and said embarrassedly: "It's still the young master, this demon woman does have two brushes, I just won't be able to take it for a while, I knew it was like this, I shouldn't have boasted about Haikou in front of you before, it's a shame." ”

Chang Xi smiled, withdrew the tip of the sword, and Wu Fei's head fell to the ground, "This girl said that as long as there are demon beasts that can hurt me, I will do mouth work for them, and I am really willing to pay for it." It's a pity that now this appearance has no mouth, and I can't do that life when I go to Huangquan. ”

He sat on the back of his horse and suddenly looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth suddenly became cold.

At this moment, whether it is the Splitting Earth Golden Zhaohu clan or the other races in the beast tide, they have all suffered heavy damage, although the number of beast tides is still as unreadable as ever, but it can already be clearly felt that the momentum of the beast tide army is far inferior to before. In front of the North City Gate, the seemingly simple ravine drawn by the tip of the sword actually contains the true meaning of the extremely sharp sword, which cannot be crossed at all. The demon beast that wanted to cross this forbidden line and attack Xianyang City only approached, and the next moment it would be cut into minced flesh all over the ground. The ravines were already full of demon beast corpses several feet high, and the number was still increasing.

The demon beast with a little brain continued to choose to launch a climbing attack from the city wall, and the originally precarious defense line did not suffer too many casualties because of the monks from the east and west gates rushing to support, not to mention that there was also a top female disciple of Qingyun Mountain who could manipulate the wind of heaven and earth at the head of the city, and it was not out of reach to defend the North City Tower.

Ouyang Shaochi's face was covered with blood, the blood of demon beasts, and the blood of his compatriots.

He didn't know how many knives he had chopped, but he thought that maybe he had slashed more today than he had in the first half of his life combined.

He remembered the first knife very well, and after slashing 1,347 knives, it shattered into several pieces. It was a knife given to him by the master, and although the knife was broken, he did not regret it, because he had just used this knife to save his brother who had played with him since he was a child.

From the moment he drew his second knife, he had almost forgotten what a knife technique was, only that he mechanically chopped up the damned demon beasts in front of him that were trying to storm the castle tower or trying to hurt his robes. After losing count of how many slashes, a sharp spider leg rapidly enlarged in his field of vision, and he instinctively swung his knife to block, and the second knife was also cut off.

Half of his knees knelt in a pool of blood, and the warriors of the Tianwei Mansion without their swords could not have the slightest chance of surviving in front of the Blood Jade Human-Faced Spider.

"At this point, do you still have to die after all?"

I don't know if it was sweat or tears, dripping with the blood from the corners of his eyes, rippling in the pool of blood.

Suddenly, in the reflection of the pool of blood, he saw a knife at his waist.

At that moment, there seemed to be a moment of pause between heaven and earth, and the sharp spider legs that slashed at his neck became extremely slow, and only he stood up again.

Along with him stood up the tenacity and faith that a true warrior must endure to be tempered by all means.

He remembered the promise he made solemnly when he was young under the banner of Tianwei Mansion.

He drew his third knife for the first time ever.