Where the sword light sweeps, everything withers, and those who touch it will surely be wiped out.

Fu Yueming held the Easy Sword in his hand, and he had some palpitations, even the demon clan was frightened by Fu Yueming's move, and the few Nirvana cultivators who had just attacked descended for the demon clan, and in the face of this black sword light, they didn't even have the power to parry, and they disappeared in an instant, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.

With one move, he harvested nearly 500,000 troops of the demon race, and this vast land suddenly became empty.

In the air on the top of Meishan, several people who were fighting were also attracted by Fu Yueming's big movement and looked down.

Even Han Xiaomo, who was extremely calm, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He looked at the long sword in Fu Yueming's hand, and he found that he couldn't see through it, let alone control it.

He had a feeling that whoever he was, if he didn't touch it with the sword, would be killed instantly.

"Where did that sword come from, why have you never seen Ming'er take it out?" Han Xiaomo murmured in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

As for the remaining four Venerables of the Demon Clan, after seeing this scene, they suddenly lost their love for war.

This trip to attack the mountain, not to mention the loss of troops, Fu Yueming slaughtered the remaining eighty percent of their troops, but the immortal clan did not suffer much damage, and if it continued like this, I was afraid that the entire attacking human race's forces would be defeated.

"If we continue to fight like this, our clan will be in danger, so we will retreat first, and after reporting to the king for consultation, it will not be too late to fight again. One person said.

The other three all nodded, looked down, and sighed helplessly.

Without waiting for Han Xiaomo to react, several of them quickly turned into streamers and left.

It's just that Fu Yueming below has no intention of stopping, and after holding the sword for a long time, he doesn't know why, the trace of hatred and belligerence in his heart is ignited.

Looking at the rest of the demons, this sea of mountains and blood, his pupils became deep and dark.

The demons in the mountains are constantly retreating.

He raised his sword, clenched it in both hands, and slashed it horizontally.

This sword slashed through Meishan obliquely and slashed the sky.

Under the light of the sword, no one survived.

The bottom of Meishan was split, staggered, and precarious, and it was about to collapse.

Under this pressure, the four Venerable Beings' scalps were numb, and they did not dare to stay for a moment, so they abandoned the army.

The immortals all flew up and fell into the sky, watching the mountain slowly collapse, smashing the earth into a dent.

The demon army was almost wiped out.

Fu Yueming looked at all this, but he looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing tremblingly.

Han Xiaomo looked at him, clenched his hands, and frowned, he could only conclude that the sword was the culprit, but there was nothing he could do.

The soldiers of the immortal clan also didn't understand this, but they just admired that Han Xiao Mohu's father had no dogs, and the immortal clan had one more talent, so they sounded the horn of triumph, returned to the immortal clan, and told the Jade Emperor about the battle situation.

The four Venerables fled back to the Demon Clan in a hurry and after the Demon Lord informed him of this, he was shocked.

"Is this true?!, that son of Han Xiaomo, can he destroy the 500,000 army of our clan with his own strength?!" The Demon Lord stood up in surprise and looked ahead, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the old minister only saw the black light flickering, that kid slashed down with a sword, and the 500,000 soldiers of our clan were wiped out in an instant, and when he took out the sword again, Meishan was cut off by it, and our army was also annihilated because of this, the whole army!"

The Demon Lord sat slumped on the big chair, his mouth open, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

"What you see, but it's really black light?" The Demon Lord asked with certainty.

"Back to the king, what the old minister saw with his own eyes was indeed a black light. ”

"The world is so powerful that only vain will... But where did the Immortal Clan come from..."The Demon Lord frowned and pondered.

"Order all the tribes of my clan, the soldiers of all war domains, quickly collect the troops, the corpse clan will fight if they want to, it has nothing to do with me, in the face of false will, even if it is tens of millions, hundreds of millions are not enough to kill!"

"Yes!"

Meishan place.

The immortal clan has been pushed away, leaving only Han Xiaomo and Fu Yueming, father and son.

Han Xiaomo flew to his side.

opened his mouth and asked, "Ming'er, where did your sword come from?"

Fu Yueming looked at his father, pondering in his heart, and didn't know how to answer.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "In the vain forest." ”

"Void Forest!" Han Xiaomo was startled.

"Father, there are some things I can't go into with you, but I hope you understand. ”

"I understand, what you have come into contact with is already this world, my father can only hope for your good luck, the battlefield of the corpse clan, you personally lead 100,000 troops, to support the human race, you move it, the demon lord is afraid that he will not dare to come again. Han Xiaomo patted Fu Yueming's shoulder and smiled.

Looking at him, Fu Yueming felt a little depressed in his heart, but he couldn't say it, so he had to salute and say, "Yes." ”

Han Xiaomo nodded, his figure retreated, and disappeared here.

He looked at the collapse of Meishan, and then looked up at the sky, the sword in his hand was already silent, and it returned to normal.

"I can see through the firmament, but I can't see through the vanity. ”