The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Fengze Pass, the place behind the demon and barbarian coalition forces

At this moment, the shouts of killing were also loud. A general wearing golden armor commanded the army and rushed into the formation. The sword in his hand whistled, and the heads of countless barbarian warriors fell to the ground.

This was the personal action of King Dafeng Huai. His army raided the area behind the barbarians and burned the food and grass stored here.

At this time, Ji Lizhigucai, a descendant of the third-level gods and demons of the barbarians, arrived belatedly. He looked at King Huai with eyes that seemed to be able to spit out flames.

"Human race, you deserve to die!" Jili Zhigu said in a deep voice.

"Really?" King Huai chuckled and said, "Damn it, it should be you!"

Ji Li Zhigu stopped talking. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot, and his five-meter-high body turned into an afterimage, heading straight towards King Huai.

"Shh!"

The cold light of the sword energy reflected the sky, and Jili Zhigu looked at the wound on his arm with an ugly expression.

The recovery power that he was usually proud of had no effect at all. The opponent's sword seemed to contain a characteristic that prevented the recovery of wounds, constantly wiping away the vitality in his body.

King Huai raised his sword high, and an ancient bronze sword with a pattern like a tortoise shell was tightly held in his hand.

Just listen to him say loudly: "Barbarian leader, it is your honor to die under my Dafeng's divine sword that suppresses the country!"

"What a shameless statement!" Ji Li Zhigu laughed ferociously and started fighting with King Huai again.

Both sides had extraordinary combat prowess above the third level. In a short period of time, it was impossible to tell the winner. Soon, the area was reduced to ruins due to the battle between the two.

Although the cultivation of Ji Li Zhigu's third-level descendant of gods and demons stabilized the level of Huai Wang's fourth-level concentration, the Sword of Zhenguo in the hands of King Huai also made him feel helpless and unable to defeat him.

……

Lu Yuan stayed in the body of the blue-scaled falcon for half an hour before he was done.

The flesh and blood essence of the blue-scaled falcon became the nourishment for Lu Yuan's growth. The light cyan light flowed along the blood throughout Lu Yuan's body, allowing Lu Yuan's essence to once again take a step into the inhuman realm.

Lu was originally a warrior in the refinement realm. If he could acquire a physique comparable to that of a descendant of gods and demons, it would probably be a matter of course for him to become a third-level warrior and become immortal in the future.

During this period, the barbarian light cavalry in the woods did not seem to notice the strange movement in the body of the Green Scaled Falcon, but fled towards the outside of Chuzhou City in a panic.

It turned out that Wei Yuan directly attacked the Chinese army and disrupted the deployment of the demon and barbarian coalition forces.

Without the central command of Feng Shisan, the vanguard general, the demon-barbarian coalition forces began to retreat like a tide, while the Dafeng army, which originally relied on the defense of Chuzhou City, took advantage of the situation to cover up the attack. The offensive and defensive situation on the field was instantly reversed.

However, in a world with extraordinary combat power, the decisive factor in winning or losing lies in the battle between top masters. If Feng Shisan wins, the demon-barbarian coalition may be able to counterattack.

But if Wei Yuan wins, the fate of this demon-barbarian coalition is also determined.

"cut!"

In mid-air, Wei Yuan's energy circulated, locking Feng Shisan on the opposite side, and then slashed out with a knife that was as bright as a meteor.

This sword embodies Wei Yuan's indomitable intention of "breaking the formation".

This knife can even cause the void to tremble and the vitality to vibrate.

This was Wei Yuan's sure-kill sword. With one strike, stars fell from the sky and turned into a strange phenomenon, which was then obscured by the hazy night.

"what!"

Feng Shisan let out a scream, and on the huge demon body, a phoenix head filled with huge vitality was chopped off by Wei Yuan with a single stroke.

"A vision has come from the sky. You are not a third-grade immortal body, but a second-grade Hedao!" Feng Shisan said angrily.

If he had known that Wei Yuan was a second-grade Hedao warrior, he would never have rashly marched straight in to attack Chuzhou.

When did such an outstanding person appear among the human race?

"Are these your last words? In that case, let me send you on your way!" Although Jian Zheng has the ability to hide secrets, his time is limited.

Wei Yuan must seize the time to kill Feng Shisan completely. "Death!" One sword after another, Wei Yuan continued to attack, and Feng Shisan was only able to parry, but was unable to fight back.

A warrior in the Hedao realm is indeed the second-grade warrior with the strongest individual combat capabilities in the world.

Seeing that Feng Shisan was about to fall into Wei Yuan's hands, his heart trembled, and a demon pill was spit out from his mouth.

"In that case, let's die together!" Feng Shisan made a prompt decision and directly detonated the demon pill.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion resounded through the sky, and the demon elixir of the third-grade descendant of gods and demons exploded. How could it be so easy?

The power of this blow is already comparable to the full blow of a second-level master.

After the explosion, Feng Shisan incited his severely injured body to fly north. Wei Yuan used his energy and pursued him, vowing to kill Feng Shisan completely.

Lu Yuan's eyes fell on the huge phoenix head that Wei Yuan chopped off when Feng Shisan was fighting.

"The flesh and blood essence of the descendants of third-grade gods and demons!" Thinking of this, Lu Yuan held a simple knife and swept towards the valley where Feng Shou fell.

"It's a human race!" At this time, the barbarian cavalry who were fleeing in all directions finally noticed Lu Yuan.

"There is only one human race, so let's kill him easily." This is the thought of most of the barbarian cavalry.

Then, the barbarian cavalry closest to Lu Yuan, holding a stone spear, stabbed at Lu Yuan fiercely.

Lu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he turned his body to the left, causing the spear of the barbarian cavalry to miss. Then he slashed diagonally with the simple sword in his hand, and a bright light flashed across it.

The parts, time, strength, and speed of this knife are all accurately calculated. The barbarian cavalry could not avoid it and was killed by Lu Yuan with a single sword.

"die!"

Lu Yuan's actions angered the remaining barbarian cavalry. Dozens of barbarian cavalry attacked Lu Yuan from all directions. The first ones to attack were arrows falling from the sky.

The barbarian light cavalry's riding and shooting skills are also good, and these arrows are very accurate.

It's just that the current Lu Yuan cannot use common sense to deduce that although the martial arts cultivation level is only the ninth level of refining essence, his body is like a descendant of gods and demons, but he has the power of the eighth level.

What's more, Lu Yuan's strength is not only reflected in strength, but also in speed.

The bloodline magical power "Wind Control" obtained from the Blue Scale Falcon turned into a surge of air and blessed the simple sword in Lu Yuan's hand.

As a result, the sharpness of the simple knife in Lu Yuan's hand was greatly increased, and the speed of the knife was also much faster.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of swords and arrows clashing kept coming. Lu Yuan blocked the water from Pu Daowu in his hand and blocked the incoming arrows one by one.

Then, with a movement of his body, his whole body turned into an arrow, charging towards the barbarian cavalry.

Wave your hand, draw the sword, wave your hand again, draw the sword again...

Every stroke of Lu Yuan's sword was just right. Although it seemed there was no change, it contained the essence of all the changes in the sword technique.

There are nine original styles of Divine Sword Slash, and each style can be broken down into nine moves. Each move contains nine subtle changes, for a total of 729 changes. It can be called a masterpiece of swordsmanship in the world.

According to Lu Yuan's estimation, in the future, if he can use the divine sword to condense his sword intention, he will be able to achieve the fourth level of condensation of his artistic conception easily.

Those barbarian cavalry were not as strong as him, not as fast as him, and even less skilled than him. They could only fall in pieces in front of Lu Yuan.

Not long after, there were corpses all over the ground. Lu Yuan casually took away the curled sword, picked up the large saber of the barbarian cavalry, and continued to rush towards the valley where Feng Shou fell. (End of chapter)