You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 652: Subdue the Demons

"Retreat, all the monsters retreat quickly!!"

The hoarse roar of the great demon was drowned out by the whistling sounds of countless swords, and the hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers closest to the natural moat were swallowed up in an instant when they lost their shelter. The screams disappeared the moment they appeared.

Wherever the sword waves swept past, the array formed by the demon clan was like turned over bloody soil, with flesh and blood mixed with weapon fragments and washed backwards.

In front of the sword intent of the peerless man, the demons were easily torn into powder like thin paper.

And this is just the prelude...

The second sword wave gushed out again, higher than before, and the entire natural chasm exploded, revealing the true horror contained within it.

The sword intent turned into a materialized wave and surged out.

It was sword intent transformed into liquid, with a metallic luster as cold as mercury, but the moment it came into contact with the air, it boiled into billions of tiny sword auras.

The ferocious beast of the flood has now become concrete, and the sound of the sword is its roar, engulfing everything that flows past.

This time, there were hundreds of thousands of wronged souls. The demons were already frightened and fled hurriedly towards the areas occupied by human sects.

The pure white sword waves formed a sharp contrast with the red ground.

One zhang of soil buries one soul, and a battle line of ten thousand miles results in the death of millions.

The demon lords could no longer sit still. In the blink of an eye, 20% of the demon tribe died. If they were not stopped, even if the demon tribe conquered the Southern Region, it would be in vain.

"Take action!" a demon lord shouted coldly.

In the sky, an inky black handprint stretched for thousands of miles and slapped towards the natural ravine. With one slap, it took Changqing's place with it.

Shangguan Qiuying snorted coldly: "Can't you hold it back? Who said we can't take action?"

At the same time, Chang Qing saw the rising sword waves being pushed back into the abyss. He had nowhere to hide from such a large-scale attack. He jumped from the sky and leaped into the ravine again.

“Shangguan, was it your idea to make the sword’s boiling energy?” Seeing Jian Lang being pushed back into the chasm, a demon lord asked angrily.

coming!

Shangguan Qiuying raised her head and chest, and said with a look of disdain: "What does it have to do with me? Did you see me take action? Not only did I not take action, but I saw you intervene. How could you not help but get involved?"

The demon lord was somewhat exasperated:

"You... are making a fuss. This natural barrier exists because of you. The boiling sword intent must be inseparable from you. I even suspect that you are the mastermind behind this!"

"Haha, I was just wondering, the natural chasm was originally a compensation for the formation being broken and you crossing the line. Now you are putting the blame on me. I remember that it was the Demon Lord who took action last time. It seems that the Demon Lord is better at making trouble! Why does the Demon Lord keep probing me? Do you think there is no one left in my Lingran Continent?"

Shangguan Qiuying became excited. She had just suffered so much injustice, and now she had to grab the other party's braid and give him a severe scolding.

The demon lord was speechless for a moment, because the other party was right: "I will give an explanation to the human race for my actions, but you and I are both at the top. Without your help, how could a small Dan Yun realm have such a boiling sword intent? Don't say it has nothing to do with you, no one will believe it."

"Hey, you're right. Ordinary people in the Yundan realm are indeed unable to detonate the sword intent. But have you forgotten that this is Chun Niuma? His background is beyond your imagination. He can even take out the Enlightenment Tea. There are many ways to detonate a sword intent!"

Both sides were arguing with each other, but were trying their best to exercise restraint.

Shangguan Qiuying didn't want to let Shangfeng disappear so much:

"You killed his friend. It's no wonder that he did this. Besides, this kid is so clever. No one would have thought that he would set his sights on the natural moat. If you want to blame someone, blame him and your demon master. He was the one who commanded the battle. Why didn't he expect this result? He has to be held responsible for this! Poor little brother Chun, he is so righteous that he can do this for his friend. It's really touching~"

Jian Zun also shook his head and said with a little regret: "They are all miserable people!"

The demon master behind the scenes felt that a huge blame was about to be put on him. His neck felt cold and he seemed to be trapped!

Several demon lords looked at each other. Shangguan Qiuying's words were indeed correct. It was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false. Now that the demon lord's rash action had been witnessed by others, they were in a dilemma for a moment.

On the other hand, Shangguan Qiuying felt a little disappointed. Even such a demon lord did not lose his temper. He was really patient. If she wanted to force the other party to take real action, the time was not right now.

Both sides fell into a strange silence.

When the numerous demon armies saw the sword intent being knocked back into the abyss, they all breathed a sigh of relief and praised the greatness of the Demon Lord. Many even knelt down and prayed with tears in their eyes.

The scene in just a few breaths was like hell.

The young man with golden eyes stared at the blood all over the ground in a daze. How could that person do such a cruel and inhuman thing? He was not a weak human being, but more like a devil from hell.

"How could he do such a thing? How could he have the heart to do such a thing?" The young man with golden eyes shook his head in disbelief.

The young man with golden eyes is indeed more like a human being than a demon. Being so soft-hearted, he is destined to be an outlier among the demons.

Under the chasm, Changqing went with the flow. The ocean of sword intent did not stop, brewing greater power. Through the sword-shaped runes on his body, it could be sensed that the sword intent was also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to attack.

"In that case, I will lend you a helping hand!" Chang Qing took a deep breath, looked at the Demon Lord's handprint that had disappeared, and flew into the air, arriving above the natural ravine in the blink of an eye.

Changqing attracted a lot of attention as soon as he appeared.

There were captivating demonic eyes, hundreds of thousands of cannibalistic gazes that wanted to eat him alive, and in the distance there were even more concerned eyes.

“Hahahaha, you demons are no better than this. You killed millions of demon soldiers. The demons should remember my name—Chun Niuma! This name will become your eternal nightmare! Hahahaha, how happy, how happy, my fellow Taoists who were in trouble, I have avenged you!”

With his arms outstretched, the corners of his mouth, which could not be covered by the mask, grinned wildly. His arrogant look was like a thorn in the hearts of many monsters, who felt the humiliation of their own kind.

Millions of demons disappeared in the sword intent in the blink of an eye, and the culprit was right in front of them.

"Chun Niuma! You deserve to die!!" the young man with golden eyes shouted angrily, his faith completely collapsed. Looking at Zhang Kuang's figure, he was ready to grind him to ashes.

"Evil thief!!"

"The human race is really as cunning and despicable as maggots. I will eat your flesh and blood and hate you so much!"

"Damn human, I want you to pay with blood!"

"Hairless rat, do you dare to fight head-on?"

"I hate you so much that I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my flesh and blood to curse you, and I hope you will never die a good death in your lifetime!"

The overwhelming roars and shouts continued to be heard, and countless black shadows leaped up, densely packed, like a swarm of locusts, rushing towards Changqing.

Although it looks fast, there are less than tens of thousands of people. After all, words cannot be spread too far. With a front of thousands of miles, I don’t know how many can be killed.

But... Chang Qing looked at the bloody ground and smiled slightly: "That's enough!"

Changqing cannot let go of these hot-blooded demons. With these demons, the Demon Lord will not act casually. He can also attract the attention of all the Demon Lords on the battlefield to himself, so as to leave time for the next wave of sword waves.