Forty flying swords of different luster followed, converging in one place, and stabbed towards the demon's one-eyed man.

This demon is as huge as the peak of a mountain, and there is still a wound on its chest that can be seen as extremely serious at a glance, from its right shoulder to its left abdomen, in which you can still see a blur of flesh and blood, but the wound is also burning with that strange black flame, as if it is healing.

This wound on this demon was naturally caused by the third sword of the Sword Saint of the Zhenjian Palace who had been forced to carry it before.

In today's Jiuzhou world, there are many sects on the mountain and the complexity of factions, which is probably the trend of a hundred schools of thought, but when it comes to the strength of killing power and combat power, it is undoubtedly the first to recommend sword cultivation.

In the same realm, a sword cultivation sword is equivalent to an ordinary monk's sacrifice of life, and the power of a sword can never be followed at will, and it must be paid a great price.

Although it is said that this demon fought with the sword master of the Sword Palace, and still had the advantage to force it to be injured and forced back, but it does not mean that it is unscathed, in fact, although the sword master is under the three swords, even the continuous qi will also be exhausted, but under the decline and fighting, he still injured it desperately.

It's not just that terrifying wound, in fact, this demon also has injuries inside, and now its strength is not as good as half of its peak.

All of this was also caused by the sword saint of the Zhenjian Palace, and the young man suddenly provoked this demon at this time, and he didn't know if he wanted to take this opportunity to come in and "pick up the leak".

But as the old saying goes: a tiger will never fall. Although it is said that this demon has also suffered a lot of injuries and its strength has decreased, its realm is equivalent to that of a sword master, even if it is less than half of the peak, but it is not something that a mere sword master can defeat.

However, the young man in white was still not afraid, but was full of confidence and even a little confident!

Do you have anything to rely on? Relying only on the forty flying swords in his sword box, or, at that most critical moment, his division, the hidden sword mountain, someone will come to attack?

Naturally, these will not be known for a while.

However, regardless of whether the boy had a helper or not, the demon's helper had already rushed out of an unknown cave in the big green mountain, and a steady stream of people rushed to Nagisa City.

That is, when the forty flying swords fell, all kinds of demons had gradually emerged on the mountain of Daqingshan, and they gathered into groups and rushed away.

And the demon, seeing the forty flying swords in the sky shooting towards its single eye, suddenly shot out a huge black light from its single eye. The black light shone out, and all the flying swords dodged one after another, and those who couldn't avoid it were illuminated by the black light, and the luster on the sword body was completely dimmed in an instant, and then it fell directly, and even the purple light on the black and blue flying swords before did not emit it.

Seven flying swords were dropped in an instant, and the rest of the flying swords were scattered around, shuttling quickly, but they didn't dare to gather together again.

As soon as he saw such a scene, the demon's arrogance was even more arrogant, and the black flames in his mouth erupted again and again, wanting to burn all the flying swords flying all over the sky.

However, the remaining thirty-three flying swords, after being dispersed, became more flexible, the black flame in the demon's mouth, although it covered a wide range, but the speed was not as fast as the flying sword after all, and the flying sword could also turn flexibly when shuttling, which was really equivalent to the slippery loach in the fish pond river stream, although it seemed to be many, it was very difficult to burn.

The black flame in the demon's mouth could not burn these flying swords, but these flying swords pierced the surface of its limbs again and again, and specially selected those positions that were easy to pierce to attack.

The black flame was fruitless, and being harassed so much by these flying swords seeing the opportunity, this demon was naturally furious.

I saw that its single eyes were suddenly covered with blood red, and then, with a roar, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared in front of it, and then, countless black shadows flew out of it!

These black shadows seem to be humanoid, but they are incorporeal, just like the shadows of ordinary people under the lamp. Their flying speed was extremely fast, comparable to the thirty-three flying swords flying in the sky now, and their number was also numerous, coming out of the whirlpool, overwhelmingly chasing and intercepting those flying swords.

These groups of black shadows and flying swords, the two came into contact in the blink of an eye.

The flying sword is a sword cultivation thing, and the killing power is naturally great, and often when the sword passes through, several black shadows are destroyed. However, the number of black shadows that couldn't stand it was too much, and a few were eliminated, and then a dozen, dozens of them swarmed up, as if the black shadows that came out of the whirlpool were endless, and the flying swords, there were only those thirty-three.

Each flying sword, if those black shadows were slightly allowed to seize the opportunity, the virtual body of those black shadows would suddenly turn into a solid body, and then a claw slapped on the body of the flying sword, leaving a faint trace. If you are caught by the claws a lot, those traces will naturally become more and more obvious, and the damage to the body of the flying sword will naturally become bigger and bigger.

Naturally: two fists are hard to beat four. Even if you are truly invincible in the world, if you face an endless number of enemies, there will always be a time to fall.

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Liu Fufeng tried his best to control the thirty-three flying swords, and the seven flying swords that fell, he was also distracted and reconnected.

Although the current situation is still in a stalemate, his flying sword is only a little advantage of that demon for the time being, and it is nothing to that demon, at most it only makes it extremely angry.

However, if this continues, and he has no other way to make a move, then the situation may only gradually develop in a bad direction for him.

However, looking at his appearance, he still looked calm and relaxed, and there was no trace of panic, and it seemed that he really seemed to have left a back hand.

However, no matter what kind of back-up move or change of trick, it should have been used earlier.

Otherwise, there really won't be time.

The flying sword of the young man in white not only alarmed the injured Sword Saint Realm demon, but also brought those little demons and little demons out of the big green mountain, far away from Zhu City, and it was still more than ten miles, not far away, not close, in the blink of an eye, it was coming.

And the three disciples of Zhenjian Palace, who were regarded as "waste" by him, naturally did not know that the demon army was coming in an instant, but at this time they were also nervous, not only afraid of the demon, but also afraid of the young man beside him, difficult left and right, and could only secretly sigh that after decades of practice, now, his life is over!