The polar night world, the human race’s stronghold.
Snow is falling all over the sky, and on a day when the sun should be shining brightly, snow is falling again around the polar night world. The strange weather is unbelievable.
In the human stronghold, all the fortifications were only half completed, and at the most critical moment, the demon tide arrived.
Outside the Jiye World, in the Confucian camp, Li Ziye and others also noticed the movement in the Jiye World, and their expressions were all shocked.
Monster tide!
Without any hesitation, the four people immediately stood up and prepared to go to support.
However, just as the four of them took a few steps, a cold voice sounded from behind.
"You four, come back here!"
"Teacher Chen."
Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru stopped, looked back and saw the person coming, their expressions changed, and they bowed respectfully.
"Everyone goes back to recuperate. No one is allowed to leave the camp."
Chen Qiaoer stepped forward, glanced at the four of them coldly, and said.
"Teacher Chen, there may be danger there, Master Zhang. We have to go and help."
Bai Wangyu said anxiously.
"Your current situation will only be a disservice. Just stay here."
Chen Qiao'er said coldly, "Master Zhang, you don't need to worry."
"Sister Qiao'er, the fortifications in Jiye World have not been repaired yet. Can the Master and the others stop them?"
Li Ziye said with a worried look on his face.
"You have to block it even if you can't."
Chen Qiaoer took two steps forward and stared at the polar night world in the north. A little light flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly, "This is our mission in Mobei. The only way for a Confucian sect is to die in battle!"
The polar night world, a place of endless darkness.
The beacon fire is burning brightly, illuminating the dark night.
"Raise your sword!"
When the demon tide arrives, Confucian disciples form an array, and Haoran Zhengqi joins hands. The sword light cuts through the polar night, and the demon disaster is wiped out with one sword.
With a shocking sword, the war between humans and monsters started again.
Rumblings and vibrations resounded through the dark night. Wherever the sword light struck, broken limbs and arms flew down all over the sky, and corpses lay everywhere.
"Fighters, kill!"
The war started. Lord Chisong shouted loudly and rushed to the front. He split open a big demon with his sword and stained his armor with blood.
"kill!"
At the rear, the soldiers of the Chisong Tribe saw the majesty's brave and capable fighting spirit, their morale was greatly boosted, their eyes turned red, and they rushed forward like crazy.
"This reckless man!"
Not far away, Lord Bai Di frowned slightly when he saw this, his figure passed by, and he also rushed forward.
"Wanxiang, I'll leave that person to you."
In the demon army, Qing Qing saw the Red Pine clan king rushing to the front and said calmly, "In this war, let's sacrifice the blood of a human king to the flag."
"yes!"
Behind him, the Demon King of All Things took orders, and with black energy lingering around him, he quickly rushed forward.
"Haha, so happy!"
At the front of the battlefield, Lord Chisong was holding a long sword and slashing wildly. His body was stained with demon blood, and he was extremely brave.
Later, when the soldiers of the Eight Divisions of Mobei saw this exciting scene, their confidence doubled, and they also risked their lives to rush into the endless demon tide.
For a time, the demon army was smashed into pieces by the soldiers of the Eight Tribes of Mobei, and was in a state of disarray.
When the two armies faced each other, the importance of morale was clearly revealed at this moment.
"The king of the human race actually has someone so brave and good at fighting. Very good, I am here to meet you!"
At this time, an unusually powerful black demonic energy surged from the demon army. The Demon King of Wanxiang stepped out and slapped Lord Chisong in front of him with his palm. The surging palm force made the surrounding air pressure suddenly drop.
The peerless demon king has astonishing strength. Even among the demon kings, he is one of the top three beings. Once he makes a move, the strong men on the human side are shocked.
"Well done!"
Lord Chisong also felt the terror of the demon king in front of him. However, now that it was over, it was too late to escape. With a loud shout, the energy from his body burst out violently.
"kill!"
The long sword was raised, the drums were beating, and the extremely violent zhenqi surged. Lord Chisong slashed at Jiye with his sword. In an instant, a huge sword Qi fell down, with the power to open the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the two forces collided violently, and the earth-shattering sound of impact resounded throughout the polar night world. All the surrounding soldiers, both human and demon, were blown away, unable to compete with this astonishing power.
"happy!"
In the aftermath of the shock, Lord Chisong's hands were stained red, but his fighting spirit became more intense. He advanced instead of retreating, and raised his long sword again.
The sword energy that broke through the night sky was so astonishing. In the flying snow, the sword fell down with one strike, trying to open up a path of hope for the future of the human race.
"Wanxiang Jue!"
Ahead, the Demon King of All Things became serious when he saw how brave the human king was. He turned his palms over and used his energy to control his shape. A huge beast appeared between the sky and the earth, howling and galloping, and its roar shaking the sky.
"boom!"
The two shocking forces collided again in the polar night. In an instant, blood spattered, dyeing the flying snow in the sky a dazzling red.
With a clang, the long sword entered the ground. Blood flowed from Lord Chisong's arms, along the blade, and sank into the earth.
The king of the human race is not weak, but the peerless demon king is still better.
After all, human power cannot defeat God's will.
"The brave human king is respectable, but it's all over!"
Ten steps ago, the Wanxiang Demon King looked at the seriously injured Lord of the Chisong Tribe in front of him, said something with respect, then stepped forward and killed him with one palm.
Unexpectedly!
Lord Akamatsu, who was already severely injured, suddenly burst out with a strong light in his eyes. He kicked the long sword and raised the sword's edge again.
"The human race will never admit defeat!"
The long sword broke through the demonic atmosphere and killed the will of God with one sword. The red-stained Lord Chisong did not want to be defeated. He used his last strength and slashed at the peerless demon king in front of him with one sword.
A shocking sword move that shocked everyone.
Not far away, Lord Bai Di, who was rushing over, saw the astonishing scene in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed.
not good!
In the endless demon tide, the light of the sword flashed across, and with a bang, it split open the polar night demon atmosphere.
A bone-deep knife wound appeared on the chest of the Wanxiang Demon King. Blood spurted out and turned into frost on the ground.
The peerless demon king was injured, and the human king shocked the world with his sword.
However.
"Click!"
After the shocking sword blow, I saw the most shocking scene. The long sword fell to the ground, and the blade was broken in the blood splashing all over the sky. At the same time, a dark sharp claw came out of the chest of Lord Chisong, and the blood was completely stained. Red pole night.
"Aka pine!"
From behind, Lord Bai Di rushed over and knocked back the demon king in front with a palm. He looked at Lord Chisong with a horrified expression as his chest was completely penetrated in front of him, his eyes full of anxiety.
"Hold on!"
Lord Bai Di turned his palms, and the true energy was poured into the former's body continuously, hoping to protect the last trace of life for him.
"Maharaja!"
Around them, several generals from the Chisong Tribe were also fighting with blood, their faces full of anxious expressions.
In a pool of blood, Lord Chisong looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky, his eyes gradually losing their luster. The last look was so nostalgic, but unwilling.
"Bai Di... the grassland is our home, the Eight Tribes of Mobei must not lose!"
The inaudible instructions were quickly lost in the sound of killing on the battlefield. The king of the human race would not regret it until his death.
In the distance, Qing Qing and Shui Jing Demon Emperor looked at the scene in front of them, but there was not much joy in their eyes.
The human race's will is much stronger than they imagined.
This war will probably be unprecedentedly cruel.
