Li Mochou held a long sword in her hand and fought her way towards the crowd, joining Li Changfeng.
Looking at Li Mochou, who was wearing a long blue dress, Li Changfeng laughed, his voice full of rustle.
"Mo Chou, now we have to be real demons for once!"
"Do you regret it?"
In front of Li Mochou, a warrior flew towards her. She flew forward and struck out with her sword. The sword passed across the warrior's neck, and then blood spurted out from a blood line. She slowly fell down unwillingly.
In the long sword, blood flowed, drop by drop, to the ground. His eyes were full of tenderness as he looked at Li Changfeng.
He said gently but resolutely: "The road ahead is long, with a sea of blood and mountains of corpses. Wherever you go, life and death will follow you!"
After Li Changfeng heard this, a smile broke out on his face. Changjian seemed to feel his state of mind and kept humming softly.
"Mo Chou, me too!"
Then he rushed directly into the air, stood in the air, and looked at everyone, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.
"Since there is no distinction between right and wrong in the world, since the world is muddled, and since you don't know justice, then it doesn't matter if I become a demon!"
After finishing speaking, he held a long sword in his hand and rushed into the crowd from mid-air. Countless sword shadows were triggered from his body, and no one he touched survived!
Because of this blow, a large area of the crowd was immediately cleared.
But there were too many martial arts people coming. Even if this attack caused dozens or hundreds of casualties, it was still not enough in front of the huge base!
Soon, in the Jueqing Valley, on this nameless mountain, corpses were piled up in front of the pavilion, and blood gathered into a river!
But the fighting continued, and everyone was furious.
The martial arts people were originally intimidated by Li Changfeng's terrifying power, but when they actually entered the battlefield, it was either you who died or I lived.
The adrenaline in the body surged, everyone forgot their fear, and there was only one voice in their hearts. Kill the sword demon, and you will gain supreme fame and be admired by thousands of people!
In this fight where everyone was risking their lives, Li Changfeng was like a real sword demon coming into the world. He swung his sword tirelessly and slashed again and again. Even he had forgotten how many people fell in his hands.
His green gown was soaked with blood at this moment, and his hair and face were also stained with blood.
There was only a cyan sword, and although it was dripping with blood, its color remained unchanged.
Li Mochou's condition at the moment is not like that of Li Changfeng. Although she does not have any injuries now, she is almost exhausted, and the long sword in her hand is constantly harvesting heads.
But a gap had appeared, and her movements became slower and slower.
In the field, Li Changfeng was the only one who continued to kill everyone.
.............
Jueqing Valley, a high mountain.
Jin Lun Dharma King looked at Li Changfeng, who was fighting against thousands of people in front of the pavilion opposite. He was still brave from the beginning to now, and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
But he is still good, after all, he has a deep understanding of Li Changfeng's terror!
However, no one was as calm as the Jinlun Dharma King in front of him.
Especially Wang Guangzuo, who was accompanying him, had his eyes wide open, a look of shock hanging on his face, and his eyes were full of fear for Li Changfeng.
"This...is this the sword demon of the Central Plains martial arts generation?"
Jinlun Dharma King nodded, "Yes, the person in front of you is the Sword Demon in the eyes of the Central Plains martial arts. Fortunately, the Central Plains people like to fight within themselves, otherwise Guo Jing would be the Sword Demon!"
"If our Mongolian army wants to conquer Xiangyang, I don't know how many years and months it will take!"
Hearing the words of Jinlun Dharma King, if it had been seen before, for this group of people with high eyesight, maybe they were just praising the sword demon to make up for their failure in the Heroes Conference and find a way to step up.
But now, everyone is silent, and they are all thinking about what would happen if they put themselves in their shoes.
But when he thought about it, he shook his head again.
Even Nimoxing, who had always had little dealings with Jinlun Dharma King, was rare and did not oppose Jinlun Dharma King.
Jinlun Dharma King smiled when he saw this. Li Changfeng was so powerful that only when he had a true duel would he know how terrifying he was.
However, when he thought of the people around him and the thousands of military masters brought from the Mongolian camp behind him, he couldn't help but sneer.
Looking into the distance, Li Changfeng, who was still fighting bravely, murmured to himself.
"Even if your talent is unrivaled, your talent surpasses that of your contemporaries, and you are invincible, so what!"
"You are still a human being. When you are exhausted, I will give you a big gift!"
This sentence seemed to praise Li Changfeng, and also seemed to cheer him up.
But in Jin Lun's eyes, these are not important. Today's winner will only be his side!
So he ordered the officer leading the troops behind him:
"Now quietly surround the mountain in front of you. Not even a bird will fly out of your encirclement."
"Wait for my order. After hearing the order, attack at full speed, and the Israeli army will press forward. Anyone who takes a step back will be dealt with directly on the spot."
"Tell the others that those who obtain the sword demon's head will be promoted to the fifth level and be promoted to the nobility!"
"Those who obtain the remaining body will be rewarded based on merit!"
"Promotion, wealth, beauty, everything!"
"Did you hear that?"
After hearing Jin Lun's words behind him, Wenwen was stunned for a while, and then he took in big breaths of surprise and said:
"As you command!"
Then he trotted all the way shouting Jin Lun's original words loudly.
At this moment, all the masters of the Mongolian army who heard it had their eyes red and their breathing became heavier!
They seemed to see fame and wealth waving to them, and everyone couldn't hold back and were eager to try!
Jin Lun saw this with a sneer on his face, and then looked at Li Changfeng on the top of the mountain.
.............
This battle lasted for a long time. In front of the pavilion, it could no longer be described as being littered with corpses. Human corpses were almost piled several meters high. There was no place in the field that was not stained with blood.
The blood also penetrated deeply into the rock, making it extremely charming.
Li Changfeng is like a murderous maniac, tireless, but now he seems to have entered a certain state, forgetting himself, and only the sword keeps flying in his hand.
One moment it was the exquisiteness and abnormality of Dugu's Nine Swordsmanship, the other moment it was the murderous intent of the Waterfall Swordsmanship, the gracefulness of the Jade Girl's Swordsmanship, and the weird sword moves in the Nine Yin Manual.
Gradually, he closed his eyes, holding the long sword in his hand, like a dancer, dancing continuously.
But with just one dance, the sword shadow flew everywhere and blood dripped.
Li Mochou also quickly left and came to the pavilion. Now Li Changfeng could not tell the difference between friend and foe.
Moreover, seeing that they could not be killed by several martial arts men, they set their sights on Gongsun Lu'e.
Although Li Mochou was almost exhausted, the others were not much better.
So on the pavilion, she guarded Gongsun Lv'e and fought off waves of attacks.
