The sound of the bell was crisp, but it was urgent, coming from the forefront and the place where the demon cultivator was confronted, although the distance was far away, it could be clearly heard in the ear, and it was obviously a precious magic weapon!

"Alarm bells!Demon Xiu is attacking again!" Li Mo, who was following closely behind Du Xi, heard the bell, his face changed, and he lost his voice.

"That's how it should be, if the demon cultivators don't come, I'm still worried about what tricks they will use, and I ordered the disciples to prepare to meet the enemy!" Compared with Li Mo's nervousness, Du Xi's face was relieved and he commanded calmly.

The bell in the distance suddenly became more and more urgent, the sound was shocking, and then it stopped abruptly!

"This time, the demon cultivator is menacing, preparing a hundred people in a big array!" Hearing the rapid and broken bell, Du Xi's face finally changed greatly, and he immediately drove the flying sword under his feet and rushed forward quickly.

Although the warning bell from afar was cut off, the warning sounds behind one after another rose one after another, for a while, the ears were full of rapid bells, in the Wanjian Gate, one after another Feihong flew into the air quickly, they were orderly, no one was alone, they were grouped together, and then quickly flew forward.

In the past hundred years of fighting, everyone has become accustomed to this face, and their movements are the same.

Ahead, Du Xi's figure was very fast, and after a while, he rushed to the front line of confrontation with Demon Cultivation, and as far as his eyes could see, his face suddenly turned pale.

I haven't done anything for a month, and the demon cultivator is accumulating strength, a powerful power that can destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!

In the void ahead, this moment, was a dense mass of huge warships, two of which were even larger, and the black pressure almost obscured the sky. Its jet-black muzzle is glowing, revealing the breath of death, only pointing at the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!

In addition to the warship, there are also many black-clothed demon cultivators, they control the flying rainbow, closely follow the warship, murderous, slowly approaching!

This time, the Demon Cultivator's attack was even larger than the scale of the previous three wars!

Today. It's going to be a tough day!

"Open the Sect Protector Array. The whole sect is on alert, forming a sword formation of 100 people, and preparing to fight!" Du Xi once again drove Feihong into the air and gave an order in an orderly manner.

With Du Xi's voice. Over the Ten Thousand Swords Gate. A purple air shield appears. It shone with purple light, enveloping a thousand sword sect monks in it!

And the foundation building monks who control the flying rainbow in the air are a group of 100 people. Standing together in an orderly position, all of them holding a flying sword with cold light in their hands.

"Disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I am the head of the Du Xi, the world knows, the fierce demons poison my Beichen Continent, making the lives miserable, the great rivers of the past have now become scorched earth, and now, my Ten Thousand Swords Gate is the last fortress of the Beichen Continent!"

"Fierce demons, this is the group of people you see in your eyes now, they killed my brothers and others, humiliated my wives and daughters, and committed a heinous evil against my Beichen Continent, even if they die, they cannot be compensated!"

"Today, the devil is committing, we only have four words, fight to the end!"

"Even if we die in battle and our bodies turn into dust, we have the face to see our ancestors, because we, in the face of a hundredfold fierce demon, we have never flinched! Even if we take a step back, we don't!!"

"Death is not terrible!"

"As soon as you close your eyes and kick your legs, you can say goodbye to this world!"

"But before we die, we must shed every drop of blood on our bodies, so that the demons know that my children in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have no seeds!"

"Let other monks know that the monks of my Beichen Continent have not been afraid of a single fierce demon!"

"Today, it's not for you, it's not for me, it's for every monk in the Beichen Continent, and for the great rivers and mountains under our feet!!"

"Fight! Fight to the death!!"

Then Du Xi's face was solemn, he exhaled, his voice rumbled, and it clearly entered the ears of no disciple, the big war is coming, his own strength is at a disadvantage, and morale must not be lost!

"Fight, fight, fight!" After Du Xi finished speaking, the thousands of disciples below him suddenly heard the blood, their faces turned red, and they roared in unison, their voices rumbled, and the sound shook in all directions!

At this moment, the morale of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect reached the highest!

Wanjian Peak, somewhere in the belly of the mountain, this place was shrouded in a thick aura, an old man sat cross-legged, at this time, he opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in the cave.

His face is old, his face is emaciated, his beard is snow-white, his face is as white as snow, he does not see a trace of blood, there is a sick color, but his eyes still reveal wisps of essence from time to time.

"Senior Brother Yu, Demon Cultivator has started to attack again!" A voice pierced in from the outside, revealing a sense of anxiety.

"Here are the four Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, this time, is it a decisive battle?" the old man slowly stood up and muttered to himself.

In the previous three battles, the Demon Cultivators did not suppress them in terms of numbers, and it was only two Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators who came, but this time, there were a full four!

His figure was blurred, and he had already arrived outside the Great Sect Protector Array of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the figure of another old man was already waiting here.

"It's been a hundred years!, and it's time to solve it!!" Yu Liang looked at the endless black shadows in the distance and spoke.

"Senior brother, your injury!" Seeing Yu Liang's face, Feng Qi said with some worry.

"It's okay, old bones, today should be the last activity!" Yu Liang said lightly.

"Senior Brother!" Hearing this, Feng Qi's heart tightened, the battle decades ago, the battle between Yu Liang and the Demon Cultivator Ancestor was the result of both defeats.

Ran Fengqi knew that Yu Liang Shouyuan was much taller than the other party, although everyone was injured, but in fact, Yu Liang suffered the most, although he worked hard to recuperate over the years, he did not let the injury fully recover.

"Before reaching the realm of immortals, we are all inherently dead, as Du Xi's nephew said, today to fight for the sect, for the remaining monks of the Beichen Continent, even if it is death, it is a worthy death! Haha......" Yu Liang laughed loudly, at this moment, his momentum climbed, and the coercion of the late Yuan Infant suddenly rushed towards the dense demon cultivators on the opposite side!

"Whew!" A huge gust of wind rose up on the barren ground in an instant, heading towards the black-pressed Demon Cultivation Scroll.

"Ancestor, Ancestor!!" The disciples under the protection of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Swords Gate were suddenly stunned when they saw the scene in front of them, and then they all raised their arms and shouted, the sound waves went straight into the sky, and the thick clouds suddenly faded, and finally disappeared!

The cry is matched with the huge wind, and its momentum is earth-shattering!

The black warship that was originally coming slowly, as well as the demon cultivators in the air, suddenly stagnated at the moment when the coercion came, and then many demon cultivators shook off from the air, blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, and they fell from the flying sword with a miserable scream!

The huge warship began to sway, and its outer armor made a thunderclapping sound, gradually concave, and even cracks appeared in some places!

"Hey...... What a momentum!" In the void behind the demon cultivator, a voice came faintly. (To be continued......)