Naturally, Ling Yao's sword did not fall directly on Ling Yueran——
"But after all, you have to be able to go back before you have the chance to speak, right?"
It just wiped his face, cut off two pieces of his hair, and stuck them directly on the chest of the guard behind him who had a demonic aura in his mouth, nose, and eyes... that's all.
However, this was enough to make Ling Yueran tremble with fear and fear.
Shrouded in the shadow of death brought by this sword, he did not even realize that Ling Yao's sword actually helped him kill an enemy who wanted to assassinate him.
And looking at its shape, anyone could tell that this person had been infected by demonic energy and had lost his mind. He originally planned to sneak attack on Ling Yueran.
Nothing else. Previously, Ling Yao always maintained restraint, which made Ling Yueran act like an elder and forget about the difference in strength between the two.
But with Ling Yao's move, he finally realized that although Ling Yao was on the side of his master's family, he was not one of the juniors in the master's family who could be coerced or manipulated by him!
As a direct disciple of the Changling Sword Sect and a genius who had already reached the Puxiang realm in his early twenties, Ling Yao's pride would never allow him to be bossed around by someone with the status of an "elder"!
And here... that is the battlefield to resist the demons! If Ling Yao is really pushed into a hurry, Ling Yao has many ways to kill him and put the blame on the demons or the Hengnan people!
When he really reaches that point, no matter how much "grievance" he has in his heart and how much "suffering" he has waiting to complain, he can only talk to the Lord of Hell!
However, Ling Yao seemed to have no intention of continuing to threaten him. He just shook the hilt of his sword with an unhappy look, squinted his eyes and looked behind him, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Since the emergence of new varieties of demons, more and more people have been infiltrated by the demons and taken away by the demons.
And after several days of experiments, all parties have confirmed that there is no possibility of rescuing the person whose body was taken away.
This was also the reason why Ling Yao was able to kill him so decisively just now.
In fact, not only rescuing the victims, so far, Wolong Kingdom or any other party has not come up with an effective solution to prevent inner demons - at most, they have promoted the voiceless spell, which has a slightly auxiliary effect. little tricks.
Whether ordinary soldiers will be corrupted by demons can only rely on personal willpower.
But those who showed signs of demonic energy floating on their bodies and losing their consciousness like this soldier who was beheaded were easier to deal with. But what if, as the level and methods of the demons improve, if the controlled soldiers are no different from ordinary people before the outbreak... then it will be a big trouble.
Ling Yao turned the Chengying Sword around and carried it behind his back. He reached out and touched his chin, showing a thoughtful expression.
It seems that we have to seize the time and find a way to prepare more.
I wonder if Xingyao Peak's Qingxin Jue can be simplified and used to command and control. Otherwise... leave the matter to Ling Linhan and ask him to use the protagonist's aura to eliminate disasters? After all, in this matter, no matter how you look at it, the protagonist is more efficient than the villain.
He won't say that he is actually suffering from a salty disease and wants to take the blame.
And while Ling Yao was thinking wildly, Ling Yueran, who was holding the wound on his face and was dazed, seemed to finally wake up, and suddenly took two steps to the side, and then looked back at the person who was killed by Ling Yao with one sword. I finally realized that the situation I was in just now was far more than just Ling Yao threatening me. It also gave rise to happiness and exhaustion for the rest of my life.
Although he knew that Ling Yao's main purpose was still to shock him, and he had a reputation of "saving people", he could not accuse Ling Yao of "threatening" himself.
But with this assassin whose body was taken away by the demons in front of him, he was finally given a step to step down. At least to the outside world, he could claim that Ling Yao suddenly took action to save him, and that he was so frightened only because he was frightened by the demons.
Ling Yueran's mind turned over and over again, thinking about how to continue to argue about his "justice", or how to make himself lose less face, but his previous arrogance and unreasonable arrogance was finally extinguished.
All of this naturally fell into Ling Yao's eyes. He would have known that the masters of the master's family were worthless paper shells that would deflate after a little beating. It's annoying, but if I go to war over it, I feel like my hands are dirty.
And when dealing with such people, if he could stop them from buzzing, he would be willing to step back and speak:
"Third uncle, look at how dangerous this battlefield is. Instead of 'thinking about the people' and 'guiding the country' here, you should put more thought into 'preserving yourself'."
After all, he has more important things to do now.
"Yes, yes...thanks to you this time..."
Listening to Ling Yueran's frightened and unwilling words, Ling Yao curled his lips, turned around, and walked towards the sinkhole where the demons were hiding.
And behind him, with sonorous and powerful instructions, clusters of blue spiritual power passed over his head and fell into the sinkhole.
boom--
Amidst the sounds of fighting, the explosion of the collision of spiritual power and demonic energy penetrated the void and was deafening.
Huhuhu——
The noisy wind rushed towards us after the explosion, carrying the gunpowder smoke and bloody smell that spread above the sinkhole, and also the majestic water spiritual power and demonic energy steaming in the sinkhole.
mixed. Frantic. Make people shake. Intimidating.
Even close to death.
The soldiers on the battlefield all narrowed their eyes in unison, and even the people who were fighting could not help but slow down their movements.
But this does not include Ling Yao.
Ignoring the powerful aftermath of the impact and the chaotic spiritual currents, his figure slowly but firmly moved forward like a ghost, passing through the scenes of fighting everywhere. It was as if he had already transcended the entire battlefield and all the chaos had nothing to do with him.
Only the spiritual formations spinning and spreading under his feet, and the lightning spiritual power around him that seemed to be able to condense into substance at any time, could make people feel that he was indeed acting for this battle.
"Change!"
Looking at Ling Yao's actions from afar, Xu Ting understood with confidence and immediately issued new orders according to the previously planned plan.
Following an order from the rear, the soldiers in the vanguard threw away the demons they were fighting and quickly retreated under the cover of the shield team.
Ling Yao, who was advancing, raised his sword and placed it on his left chest.
brush--
As the Chengying Sword was swung out, dark purple sword shadows flashed around him, and with fierce sword energy, they flew forward in unison, ruthlessly sweeping away the remaining demons on the ground. .
After the sword shadow, a large group of colorful spiritual power also sprayed into the sky, and fell on the battlefield like fireworks, beating the enemies into pieces in groups.
At the same time, there was a brief silence in the sinkhole after the flood.
But no one thinks it's going to end soon
——This is just the prelude to the violent (this) wind (and the) storm (shielding) rain (shielding?!).
"They are indeed a group of restless guys..."
Ling Yao did not sit still and wait for the demons hiding in the cave to come out.
As the edge of the sinkhole cliff approached, a lavender spiritual mist suddenly rose under his feet, as if forming an invisible staircase in the air, lifting him up little by little as he moved forward.
step. Two steps. Three steps...
In the eyes of everyone, he had already left the cliff and walked straight into the mid-air above the sinkhole with no foothold!
In the great world of Mang Sheng, flying is the privilege of the Sky-Breaking Realm - they finally have the power to break free from the constraints of the ground and can break into the sky with their bodies, and then they are regarded as true "immortals".
But if it is only suspended in the air for a short time, it may not be impossible to do it with the power of the Pure Phase Realm.
And a direct descendant of the Sword Sect like Ling Yao possesses such a skill and has extraordinary talent to understand it easily. Such a frivolous move is not difficult for him.
But in the eyes of others, the mere appearance is comparable to Po Kong, walking in the air as calmly as strolling in a garden.
He neither looked tired due to the large amount of spiritual power consumed by floating in the air, nor was he shaken by the crazy flow of spiritual power and demonic energy.
——How can it not be jaw-dropping and awe-inspiring when it is so light and heavy?
When the Jianmen disciples see this situation, they will definitely sigh, "As expected of a direct disciple" or "As expected of a genius" and so on. Not to mention these "unexperienced" Ling family members.
However, Ling Yao did not pay attention to the surprised, envious or wary looks of everyone on the ground, but continued to move forward step by step as if he were "down to earth".
After a while, he finally stopped at the center of the tiankeng and looked down at the entire tiankeng.
And in this gray smoke, finally, the demons' counterattack began——
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
"Ooooooh!!"
Blood-black shadows gradually appeared on the water in the sinkhole below. And in the turbulent water, the unknown roars of the demons began to make a noise, as if they were going to pierce people's eardrums and pierce people's minds like a poisonous thorn.
"Calm down your mind! Recite the Voiceless Mantra!"
As the flag language changed, the soldiers on the battlefield took action.
Ling Yueran had already quietly hid in the rear camp, and was currently covering his ears and reciting the Heart-Purifying Mantra silently. Even though he knew that this method had little effect in resisting the demons, even if it was of some use, it would be good.
Ling Yao, what exactly are you planning to do?
He had been acting arrogantly in front of Ling Yao before. Although he had the intention of putting Ling Yao down and flattering him, his words were not completely nonsense.
If he directly caused all the demons in the sinkhole to pour out, and used all the battlefield methods he could use and their current strength to deal with them, he would definitely get an extremely tragic casualty figure.
But... with his meager knowledge and pitiful combat power, how could the method he came up with be compared to Ling Yao, who was already in the Pure Realm?
Boom——
The sky had already darkened before I knew it. Thick dark clouds suppressed the restless purple thunder, as if a ferocious beast was restrained but about to become angry at any time, entrenched above Ling Yao's head.
"Bitter!"
As Ling Yao, who was floating in the air, gave a shout, a halo of light suddenly lit up in the field of vision obscured by smoke and dust.
The inspirational formation pattern under his feet, which was like an astrolabe and covered with complicated spiritual runes, suddenly glowed brightly and started to rotate rapidly.
The runes on the formation pattern also danced up and down as if they were alive, scattering in all directions.
In just one breath, it had expanded hundreds of times, covering the entire sinkhole!
The "ferocious beast" in the dark clouds also cast its "eyes" at this moment, completely locking the vortex surrounding the demons!
However, Ling Yao did not act decisively to trigger the sky thunder. Instead, he suddenly felt something and looked into the distance.
There, the weak demonic energy flashed away, as if it was just an ordinary small fluctuation in the storm.
Just an illusion?
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
At this moment, the demons in the tiankeng suddenly rioted like crazy. Ignoring the possible tearing caused by the spiritual current and the threat of thunder, they roared out of the tiankeng, intending to rush towards the army.
But Ling Yao didn't seem to see the huge threat the demons posed to the soldiers. He turned his wrist slightly, and the blade of the Shadow Sword also moved slowly, and finally was firmly nailed in the direction he was looking at.
"You're really smart. You even learned how to siege Wei and save Zhao... Are you forcing me to make a choice?"
Ling Yao whispered in a low voice and evoked a slightly contemptuous smile.
"Then now, it's your choice. Should you run away, or should you keep your life in order to achieve a small 'victory'?"
Although he said he was letting the enemy "choose", Ling Yao could guess that his enemy was so smart and cunning...
But also afraid of death.
It can even be said that the other party would rather kill everyone than take the risk of being injured.
So how exactly will it “choose”? The result is really obvious——
"Crazy! These demons are going crazy again!"
Amidst Ling Yueran's fearful shouts, Xu Tingxin stood on the high platform and laughed loudly:
"Their leader has escaped! The current enemies are just a bunch of irrational headless flies! Let's counterattack!"
"Oh oh oh! Let's counterattack!"
"Give them some color!"
Amidst the passionate and deafening shouts, Ling Yao raised his eyebrows and finally withdrew his sword.
Although we will definitely encounter that cunning enemy in the future, at least the outcome of this battle in front of us is already obvious——
The blade of the Chengying Sword suddenly points to the sky!
The spiritual talismans in the inspirational array suddenly stopped flying and stayed in place, and resonated and emitted a scalp-numbing spiritual power.
The intricate formation lines seemed to be intertwined into a huge cage, locking the demons within the scope of the sinkhole.
Boom——!
The rolling thunder condensed into the shape of a giant sword. It's like a "ferocious beast" coming out of its cage and charging straight at the demon army!
"kill!"
