Chapter 8: Slaying the Demon General

On this day, Wei Jing was meditating and practicing qi in the room, and the white mist filled his body, like a ghost in the empty valley, and he swallowed a huge amount of mana between his mouth and nose. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and two dazzling rays of light shot out, but he felt a majestic aura rising from the southeast direction and soaring into the sky.

"The timing is coming. He chuckled, raised his sword, stepped out of the room, and Mingcheng and other Shushan disciples were already waiting outside the door. Such a big movement attracted their attention early, and when they saw Wei Jing appear, they all looked excited.

"Let's go, the disciples of Shushan will go with me first, and the Tang Sect Master will then bring someone over. ā€

After finishing speaking, without saying more, he took a brilliant sword light and rushed towards the southwest.

"Brush Brush Brush"

The sword light fell, the light was dazzling, and dozens of disciples soared straight into the sky, closely following behind.

Tang Xiong's face was gloomy, and only after half a ring did he gather hundreds of warriors under his command, and with the hidden weapon poison, he also rushed towards the treasure light.

"This is the Earth Spirit Bead?"

Ten thousand feet in the sky, Mingcheng Imperial Sword came to Wei Jing's side and asked in a slightly excited whisper.

"Hmm"

He nodded, this aura is extremely thick, majestic, with a strong earthly atmosphere, and there is nothing else in the world except the earth spirit bead.

"Then should we ask the master for help? I'm afraid ......"

Wei Jing directly interrupted Ming Cheng's words. "No, as long as the Heavenly Demon Emperor doesn't make a move, none of the big demons who came to Shu this time will be able to escape. ā€

How fast the sword is, in less than a cup of tea, the majestic aura appears in front of the eyes of everyone in Shushan.

The rich aura turned into clouds and mist, covering the sky and the sun, filling half of the sky, just a light breath, a large amount of aura poured into the body, and the heart was suddenly relaxed.

"No wonder everyone wants to get the Five Spirit Beads, just to assist in cultivation is a rare treasure. ā€

Wei Jing's sword light stopped, his eyes looked at this sea of aura, and he couldn't help but praise it.

"Jiji, who is my Tao, it turned out to be this group of Taoist priests from Shushan. ā€

An incomparably arrogant laugh came from the other direction, and the eardrums of the people who shook them hurt.

I saw that in the northwest direction, there was also a group of people coming from the sky, there were almost a hundred or so of them, each of them was demonic and murderous, and he was really a master of the demon clan who had been lurking for a long time.

"Haha, it looks like I can move my muscles and bones today. ā€

Another violent figure rose from the ground, with a three-foot body and a hideous face, and a pair of black fleshy wings behind it were stirring up, and the wind was raging.

"You old ghost, you're only here now. ā€

In that group of big demons, ten violent figures jumped out, stood side by side, and surrounded everyone in Shushan.

Ming Cheng's complexion changed drastically, he couldn't have imagined that this time the Heavenly Demon Emperor would actually send eleven demon generals to come for the sake of the Earth Spirit Bead.

At present, there are only two masters of refining the Void and Void Combination in Shushan who can barely resist it, and the rest of the people have little resistance to the demon generals at all.

"Quick, retreat, hurry up and send a signal to the head master for help, there are too many demon clan masters, we can't beat it." ā€

His tone was extremely eager, and the disciples behind him looked at each other, but they didn't move, but instead looked at Wei Jing, who was expressionless.

"No, a bunch of local chickens and dogs, don't worry. ā€

Wei Jing opened his mouth indifferently, not putting the big demons in front of him in his eyes at all, no matter who he was, he could hear the disdain from the bottom of his heart.

Ming Cheng smiled bitterly, and finally didn't say more, just secretly used his mana, waiting to make a move.

"Truly, why don't you run away?"

A burly demon will step on the demon cloud and taunt.

"Maybe I'm scared silly. ā€

"Hahaha"

A group of big demons laughed unscrupulously, which made the Shushan disciples look angry.

"It's just a group of demons, it's not good to stay in the demon world, but they want to come out and die, so let's sacrifice the sword today, it's not a shame to insult the Dao sword in my hand." ā€

Wei Jing chuckled, his eyes were far away, and the sword light under his feet fell into his hand, and the snow-white blade reflected a trace of terrifying edge.

"Goo-dong"

He took out the wine gourd on his waist, looked up to the sky and drank for a long time, the enemy was present, but his expression was calm, so proud, the disciples of Shushan who watched it were in awe.

"Hmph, Huangkou Xiaoer, look for death. ā€

The demon general with wings on his back shouted angrily, his wings stirred, and a storm rolled up, and its body disappeared in place, turning into a pitch-black streamer and rushing towards everyone with a violent demon qi.

It's not that it's reckless, but it's already seen that among the disciples of Shushan, only two of them are cultivators who refine the void and merge the way, and the others are all refining gods and transforming the void, so there is nothing to worry about at all.

The cold light flickered on its hideous fangs, and at this moment, it was already imagining the next second, the pleasure of slaughter made it restless, and even the blood was flowing rapidly.

Shushan and the demon clan are mortal enemies, both sides want to get rid of each other quickly, if they can come out on top, maybe the demon emperor will reward himself with countless treasures.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you. ā€

Wei Jing's eyes suddenly cold, his feet moved against the wind, and he flew up with a three-foot sword in his hand.

An incomparably brilliant light appeared out of thin air, and the sword aura was clear, crossing the void, crossing the sky hundreds of feet away, and falling from the sky.

A majestic, sharp sword momentum soared into the sky, threatening the Quartet and stabbing the primordial spirit of the demon master.

This sharp edge made their proud demon bodies tremble, their scalps tingled, and the terrifying aura permeated every corner of the space, as if there was an invisible long sword hanging around their necks.

There was a trace of horror in the eyes of the demon general, under this majestic sword momentum, it was like a small boat, swaying in the stormy waves, it could capsize at any time, it wanted to turn around and run away, but the sword light followed like a shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the top of its head, and fell with a bang.

In an instant, the heavenly river poured back, a white horse training hung in the sky, a trace of white sword qi permeated it, Wei Jing's figure moved and transformed, and suddenly appeared in front of the demon general, the three-foot long sword in his hand slashed out, the cold murderous aura was cold and piercing, and the miserable white sword blade was like the blade of death, and the incomparable edge erupted, sweeping the Quartet.

"Boom"

There was an earth-shattering explosion, above the heavenly dome, the clouds and mist rioted, and the aura was Liaoliao, and then a white figure rushed out of it, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and the bright red light was so dazzling.

After half a sound, the sword qi dissipated, the smoke and clouds faded, and above the nine heavens, without the figure of the demon general, it was already under this sword, and it was already in ashes.

"Hey, what a terrifying sword, that day, he didn't exert all his strength at all. ā€

Everyone in Shushan looked at the white-clothed figure dancing wildly, the arrogant aura was unstoppable, and their eyes were full of horror and worship.

Mingcheng sighed even more, his eyes were a little down, but more excited and excited.

However, the masters of the demon clan looked uneasy, their eyes were full of fear, and the strength of the demon general who shot just now could be ranked in the middle of them, but he was killed by a sword, which shows that the person on the opposite side is by no means a simple character.

"When did the Shushan Sword Sect have such a powerful person, why have you never seen it before?"

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Above the sky, Wei Jing held a blood-stained long sword, the wind was raging all over his body, and the sword light in his eyes was compelling, overlooking the demon clans below, just like the Nine Heavens Immortals, the world was under his feet.

"Come along, let me see how powerful the demon clan really is. ā€

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cold smile, and a huge murderous aura spread all over the world, heading towards the demon clan

In an instant, all the demon clans only felt like falling into an ice cave, cold from the inside out, like the nine deep abysses, and even their souls were about to be frozen.

"It's terrifying, how many creatures this person has killed. ā€

"No matter, go up together, kill this son, otherwise he will definitely be the enemy of my demon clan one day, and the harm will be endless. ā€

"Yes, let's go together. ā€

All the demon clans reached an agreement in an instant, and the ten major demons would surround Wei Jing from all directions, and the violent murderous aura and demon aura were mixed together, while the rest were swept by the demon wind, carrying their blades and rushing towards the group of Shushan disciples.

"Hmph, disciples, follow me to slay demons and eliminate demons. ā€

Ming Cheng bore the brunt of the sacrifice, sacrificing the flying sword, sweeping out, and all the disciples behind him also sacrificed their long swords, relying on the sword array to fight with the demon clan.

"Bell"

The resonance of gold and iron resounded through the sky, shaking the Quartet, the sword light was Huohuo, and the demonic spirit was soaring into the sky.

"Goo-dong"

Ten thousand feet in the air, Wei Jing's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, he took out the wine gourd in his left hand and poured a big sip fiercely.

"Sonorous"

The long sword in his right hand swung and turned into a dazzling sword shadow.