In the eyes of everyone, there is no hope for seven against one, not to mention that there are only four people left at this time. It would have been more important to save their lives if they had slipped away. However, the Seventh Son of the Demon Sect did not have such an awareness. , as if face is greater than life.
And their offensive at this time has become quite scattered. Lin Su has no worries at all. These people have probably never practiced a joint attack with less than seven people, right? The power was directly weakened by most of it.
Moreover, the four of them did not learn the lesson just now, and were once again caught by Lin Su. This time, the latter played harder, ignoring the sword thrust by the other party, and also stabbed him in the throat with a sword in return. This time It exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Bah!" Lin Su felt pain in his chest. The opponent's sharp sword penetrated an inch, but the Heavenly Tempered Sword in his hand also pierced his throat. This lightning-like blow made him retreat quickly, and there was still a blood splash on his chest. , and also suffered three blows from the three people next to him. This was almost a waste of money.
As another person fell, the remaining three people all looked crazy, and they attacked Lin Su one after another. When the latter saw that the time had come, the remaining three people were not afraid at all, and they did not even need to take another blow.
"Let's send you on the road together!" Lin Su shouted. This time he took the lead in attacking, shooting a sword energy at the three of them, hoping that the immortal cultivators watching the battle would know how to get out of the way.
The immortal cultivator next to him saw that Lin Su was suddenly about to use a big move, and he cursed secretly and quickly backed away. This time, the three of them couldn't stop the sword energy at all. If the seven people worked together before, they could still do it. At this time, the three sharp swords instantly It was knocked away, broken into several pieces and stuck on the ground.
The three people who lost their swords also panicked. This scene was expected by Lin Su. Suddenly he felt a little sad. In this sadness, he reluctantly killed the remaining three of the Seven Demon Sect Sons. He understood one thing, he really couldn't be too sad. Too much reliance on weapons and magic weapons, physical strength is the essence of fighting.
The battle ended in less than a moment, but now there were seven more corpses on the ground. Lin Su once again used his strength to explain everything, but the Demon Sect's attack had only just begun.
Chen Qiannan was seriously injured and the death of the seven Demon Sect disciples seemed to ignite the anger of the Demon Sect disciples in this city. They continued to gather towards Lin Su. When they met, they started fighting. The sound of fierce fighting could be heard continuously. If it weren't for the surrounding people, The people of the Yuan Dynasty protected those houses and the other immortal cultivators, and Biandu City was probably in ruins.
During this period, Fan Xiaogu Meiji also planned to join the battle group, but was directly persuaded to withdraw by Lin Su. He did not want to be distracted by rescuing them when the time came; but as long as the trouble-making Yang Sui was around, how could they leave easily? He even used Lin Su's name to cause trouble everywhere.
The time of a stick of incense passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Su didn't know how many disciples of the Demon Sect he had killed. He only felt that his hands were a little weak, and it seemed that it was very difficult to lift them up. His body was stained with blood, and he could no longer tell the difference. Whose? And looking behind him, the ground was full of wailing. They were all young disciples of the Demon Sect. Almost all of them were seriously injured, and some of them were probably unable to stand up again.
The immortal cultivators around him had already retreated and looked at Lin Su in horror. They were obviously frightened. The latter may not have known how powerful he was just now. When he was at his most powerful, he even punched the void and made dots appear. Black hole, and Lin Su had almost forgotten that scene.
"Who else?" Seeing that there were no Demon Sect disciples in front of him, Lin Su roared wildly, and his vitality spread throughout the city.
Someone just counted Lin Su's defeat of more than a thousand disciples of the Demon Sect. In just one stick of incense, his momentum was not reduced at all; but the Demon Sect may not retreat so easily, because many people know that the Demon Sect How deep is his background? There are too many disciples like Chen Qiannan.
But there are still many people who are optimistic about Lin Su, including many immortal cultivators in the Yuan King period. Although the former seems a little exhausted at this time, it is certain that he has not used his last trump card, and in this case, even if It is difficult to defeat the demon sect even if it is stacked.
"Don't be arrogant!" Disciples of the Demon Sect were still flying in in a steady stream from afar, and there were countless people in the darkness. This made many immortal cultivators feel chilled. It seemed that the Demon Sect was at odds with Lin Su. Yes.
Although Xiao Gu and others tried their best to intercept, they were helplessly outnumbered. Fortunately, most of the Demon Sect disciples went towards Lin Su, and not many stayed to fight.
"Boom!" The Demon Sect disciples who had not yet approached felt a pressure and were directly ejected, knocking over a dozen people behind them.
"We are the Demon Sect." Lin Su looked at the dozen or so people standing in front of him, was he planning to introduce himself again? At this moment, he swung his long sword to kill directly. These so-called young disciples were not worthy of talking to him!
The group of people were all stunned, but they could feel the pressure from Lin Su, as if the person standing in front of them was not a person, but more like a ferocious beast. Every sword hit by the opponent made people breathless. The lingering glow of anger stung his face.
"Ding" Under the sudden slash, all the sharp swords in the opponent's hands broke. The violent sword light killed several people in a row, and they fell down without any room to dodge.
No matter how ferocious Lin Su behaved, no matter how many people fell in front of him, the Demon Sect was like a blind madman, with disciples from the Yuanling stage constantly rushing up to kill them, including those in the middle Yuanling stage and the powerful late Yuanling stage. At the peak, the level was indeed higher than Chen Qiannan's, which also increased Lin Su's burden. From the easy victory at the beginning to the relatively difficult one now, there were naturally a lot of scars on his body.
The war spread from the original small streets to most of the border city. There were also some good people who were following around and counting to see how many Demon Sect disciples Lin Su could defeat so that they could be used as bragging rights in the future. They even ignored those who were killed. Danger; because the battle at this time seemed even more chaotic. With the continuous influx of Demon Sect disciples, Lin Su could no longer tell who was who. Anyway, it was Gan!
"Two thousand" The busybodies counted with difficulty and found that their lips were extremely dry, but their eyes were even excited, as if he was Lin Su standing in the center of the storm. If not for his limited strength, they would all want to join the battle directly.
This battle attracted the attention of almost everyone in the city. The elders of the Demon Sect in Nanyuan and others were slightly surprised. In just a moment, more than two thousand people had been killed and injured? And Lin Su didn't have any big wounds! A group of people began to wander anxiously in Nanyuan. When things have developed to this extent, they can only resign themselves to fate!
The one who was even more anxious at this time was Qianxue. After Zi Xia's explanation, she knew that Lin Su had been promoted to the early stage of Yuan Ling faster than her, but she was still worried about him. After Zi Xia's consideration, the two of them still wore masks. If you go out to help, you can always stop some Demon Sect disciples.
"When I get the chance to take you to that blessed place, you can be promoted!" Zixia looked at the anxious Qianxue and patted her hand.
After two sticks of incense, night fell, but the battle did not end there. It was still going on crazily. It seemed that neither side planned to stop here. The Demon Sect disciples were still pouring in, and Lin Su didn't feel tired. Everyone seemed to have reached a stage of excitement, and the fight would only get more intense at this time, so no one dared to bet on how long this war would last.
Late at night, on every large and small street in Biandu City, a large group of people were lying on the ground, wailing or unconscious; and the battle rose into the air, with the two sides chasing each other and fighting, and swords of various colors flickered. Absolutely.
The small drum girl Ji Yang and others on the ground had already fallen to the ground from exhaustion. They looked helplessly at Lin Su who was chasing and fighting in the sky. Only now did they realize that the gap between them had become so wide.
"You are actually still alive, you are really trying to show off your strength!" Ye Buwen found them not far away and said helplessly, but he was also quite shocked in his heart. It is difficult to find someone in the world who can endure a battle of the same level for so long. The second person appears.
"Do you think Lin Su will win?" Meiji asked into the air.
"If the opponent is not at the Yuan King stage, little brother Lin Su will win," Ye Buwen stared at the black fighting figure in the sky, his eyes twinkling and he didn't know what he was thinking.
As expected by many people, the battle was not over yet the next morning, and the intensity did not weaken. The number of people counting changed several times; by this time, more than 7,200 people had been counted, and subconsciously they were also attracted by this. The numbers were frightening, because these numbers represented each of the Demon Sect disciples. Did they actually lose so many people in one night?
"You're so good!" At this time, Lin Su's eyes were bloodshot and he had countless wounds on his body. The wounds healed on their own before the blood stains even flowed out, which also consumed a lot of energy.
Scattered hair was blowing in the wind, and the Heavenly Tempered Sword in his hand was already dark red. At this time, Lin Su was more like a bloodthirsty demon god, constantly harvesting the Demon Sect disciples. Although many of the opponents' cultivation levels were also amazing, they were only just They just contributed a few swords and swords. Those who escaped quickly were seriously injured, and those who escaped slower were directly killed by the sword.
"Still fighting?" Qiu Hebai, the ghost sect in the distance, had also been watching the battle from yesterday, and suddenly took a deep breath. It had only been a few days since they had seen each other, and the opponent turned out to be even more ferocious.
"Seven thousand five"
"eight thousand people"
As the sun gradually rose, the brutality of the battle reached a new level. Even the Demon Sect did not expect that a prophecy he made yesterday would actually come true today? Lien Zhan's 8,000 people of the same rank were not seriously injured. This can already become a legend.
"Hey, is there anyone else? Hurry, I have to go have breakfast!" Lin Su casually chopped down the three of them and found that there was no one in front of them. Is this the end? Where is this?
"I guess there's no one left, right?" Someone below whispered. Eight thousand people is almost the limit for the young disciples of the Demon Sect. It is not an exaggeration to say that this guy is an enemy of ten thousand people. If they are cut down at this speed, two more will come. Three thousand people are in vain.
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