Chapter two hundred and fifty-four: tough bones
Ye Ting's causal demon eyes differentiated into nine demon-refining sword pupils, looking down from a high altitude, he did not go down to kill the opponent's forward demon general.
At such a long distance, the attack consumes too much, so it's better to let them in.
But Chu Yifan didn't think so. He said to his subordinate cultivator: "There are only five hundred demon soldiers in the front army of the demon clan. Who will fight a war and slapp the monster's aura!"
Ye Ting disagreed. If the Divine Fist Sect is still there and the two sides have equal strengths, it would be correct to do so. Now, it will only make the enemy alert in advance.
The real good choice is to defend yourself, and then let some elite demons come in, kill them in one fell swoop, and try to cause unexpected damage to the opponent.
But think about it, there are not many monks in the Divine Fist Sect. Most of the monks here were recruited by Chu Yifan, so it would be impossible not to improve morale.
"I'll go!" A monk from Killing Dan spoke. He was in the seven-tribulation realm of the Golden Pill. He was not wearing a Taoist robe, but a silver armor. Unlike mortal armor, even if the monk's armor was made of metal, it was quite flexible, and the joints were densely packed with Taoist patterns.
"I'll go and have a look, too." Xiao Bai suddenly spoke.
Chu Yifan did not stop him, but just glanced at Ye Ting, Ye Ting nodded. Xiao Bai survived the Yellow Milk Calamity and gained a huge harvest. He could escape even if he could not defeat him in the infant realm. At least no one could suppress her with his spiritual power.
"You must be careful, the reason why the demon clan formed an army is " Because the number reaches a certain level, these little monsters will provide the big monsters with the same power as human formations. If human cultivators do not know how to form a formation, they will suffer losses if they encounter it."
The monk was very happy to see Xiao Bai walking with him.
The two of them ordered eight foundation-building monks to walk with them. Everyone carefully prepared the armored horse talisman and quietly left the town.
Ye Ting was certainly relieved to Xiao Bai. There was no demon king in the front army of the demon clan. There were only a few big demon commanders, and no matter how many auxiliary soldiers there were, the foundation-building cultivators could easily deal with it. Besides, he was monitoring his nine demon-refining sword pupils and attacked them at any time. Of course, Xiao Bai would not be in trouble.
The most important thing is that Xiao Bai's sword escape has become small. Once she fails to escape, she will be faster than anyone else. If a monster wants to eat a monk, of course she will catch the slower speed.
Ten cultivators sneaked quietly and were discovered less than 30 feet away from the front of the demon clan. Xiao Bai first launched the attack, and a ray of light from the fiery red sword in her hand had already entered the demon army.
The auxiliary soldiers of this demon army are all in beast form and have a ferocious appearance. The real demon soldiers are just ugly as the head leader. The body is still human, holding weapons, and they are neat and uniform.
Xiao Bai rushed in with one sword and directly slashed more than twenty.
The demon general's reaction was slightly slow. The magic strike in the distance had arrived. The flames falling from the sky covered it and directly knocked out hundreds of auxiliary soldiers. The demon soldiers blocked the vital points with their small shields, shouting in a mess of monster words.
Bang!
Xiao Bai kicked back and hit a shield. Behind the shield, there was a big monster who was two taller than her. Xiao Bai's strength was not as strong as the other party. He was knocked out by the shield and flashed in the air. Wherever he passed, the demon soldiers died one by one.
Ao!
The monster roared angrily and sent an alarm to the central army behind him.
Xiao Bai didn't fight him either. The power of the great demon was stronger than that of her sword cultivator. You must know that the sword cultivator is not distinguished from men and women, and his strength is both special. She was walking in the air with her sword, and one foot was still numb. The power of the great demon was really fierce. Ordinary monks were about to smash their legs with their shields just now.
Your own sword energy can be released from any part of your body. The shield does not even appear in a pit, and it is a powerful demon weapon.
In Huang Liang's dream, he had already achieved the infant realm, but in reality, he was still a monk in the alchemy. He took the initiative to fight because he had not fought for life and death for a long time, so he had to adapt to his strength again.
The monks who were walking with him turned into a silver light and rushed up in a charge.
Xiao Bai also had to admit that the fighting style of the martial artist was indeed full of passion!
The monk didn't know when the face was covered with a metal mask, and a purple stick in his hand was added. It looked wooden, but it was entangled with wind and thunder, and it was majestic.
He swept out with a stick, and the demon soldiers around him burst out with their brains. The big demon stopped him with a shield in his hand. Xiao Bai and the monk's personal combat power was too strong, and the little demon could not resist it.
"I'll entangle him, you'll take someone to cut off your wings!"
"We only have three minutes." Xiao Bai reminded the male monk, and then the sword light turned around and led eight foundation-building monks to start slashing and slashing wildly.
The male cultivator held a long stick and fought with the big monster. Both of them were strong people and could support their existence for a period of time when facing the infant realm.
Ye Ting watched the battle but still didn't take action. A strong man from the demon clan moved in the distance. He would come here in less than three minutes. Nine demon-refining sword pupils were floating in the air, waiting patiently.
Xiao Bai noticed something, and the sword light in his hand was so bright that he left no room for anything, just killing as many demon soldiers as possible.
"You stick with it." Xiao Bai left a sentence and suddenly flew into the sky. Dozens of huge birds came back in the distance. When his wings swayed, the strong wind was like a knife.
Xiao Bai collided with one of the giant birds with a sword light. With a sound, Xiao Bai's sword slashed dozens of feathers. The giant bird ignored Xiao Bai and rushed to the ground, targeting eight foundation-building cultivators.
Xiao Bai felt cold in his heart. This was a monster without transformation, and his wisdom was not low. If he fought with him, he still had an advantage because he was fast enough and had stronger lethality, and could kill these giant birds.
But the giant bird scattered and rushed to the ground, and the foundation-building monks were no longer opponents.
boom!
On the ground, hundreds of blood-colored lights soared into the sky. The monk wearing armor took time out of the fierce battle to release a spell. The dead or seriously injured demon soldiers sprayed a large amount of blood and rushed into the sky.
Ye Ting endured that he did not take action. If he plotted against it, he would be able to severely damage the big monster and create a fatal blow to the monk wearing armor. He might even kill the big monster directly, but such means should be left to the more powerful demon clan.
A total of twenty-one giant birds were shot in the air by bloodlines. The power contained in the bloodline was very strange. It exploded after entering the body of the demon clan and touched the demon blood in the body of the giant bird.
boom!
In the sky, twenty-one suns exploded, and all the giant birds were burning. Ye Ting was amazed when he saw this magic.
The fire-type attack in the Five Elements Spell usually ignites true energy, but this monk ignites the opponent's blood. The giant bird's demonic energy is still there, extremely abundant, but its body is burned into coke.
The twenty-one giant birds are all very rare demon bloodlines. After this loss, the big monsters on the ground roared repeatedly. No matter what the battle resulted, he would definitely be denounced by the coach and even lose power.
The demon clan has no dynasty. The demon king commands the demon king and the demon king are in charge of their own affairs. Only when the demon demon gives orders will the demon king gather together. A big monster like him is the backbone of the demon king's men. But if you make a mistake, the punishment depends entirely on the demon king's mood.
When he was distracted, the flaws exposed by the young monk were ignored. The young monk's long sticks rolled in wind and thunder, and kept hitting the monster around, looking completely disorganized, just like a mortal dancing stick.
The monster struggled to resist with his shield, and the power of the long stick was repeatedly superimposed, becoming heavier and heavier.
The wind and thunder of this long stick are not outward, but are restrained, and more and more accumulated in the long stick. The martial arts cultivators have various ways of fighting, and they are even more fierce than the demon clan in close combat.
Ao!
The great demon rushed forward and forced himself to break the blockade of the long stick. The shield was already flying and flew towards the eight foundation-building monks.
After a moment of contemplation, the young monk had to release the light of escape and smashed the shield with a long stick in his hand.
He cannot let his subordinates die, although these eight monks have no feelings for him.
puff!
Xiao Bai's sword was about to come back, and the monster's plan was immediately disrupted. He reached out and grabbed the sword's edge. The blood kept spurting. The monster hugged Xiao Bai with a hug.
Xiao Bai let go and flew away.
The big demon had never seen a sword cultivator give up her own weapon. This was the big demon's second mistake. After Xiao Bai dodged away, he added a scabbard in his hand and smashed it hard on the shield that the big demon flew out. The shield had been swept away by a long stick, and was then hit by Xiao Bai's attack.
The big demon immediately spitted out a mouthful of blood. This is the natal demon weapon!
"Let's go!" Xiao Bai greeted the young monk, turned around and ran away, and four powerful auras appeared in the distance and approached quickly.
Four demon kings!
The young monk was unwilling to accept that he had fought for so long and had only killed more than a hundred demon soldiers. He released a powerful spell, which consumed a lot, and only killed more than twenty birds.
That spell cannot be released at will. It takes a long time to prepare and can only have two attacks a day.
No wonder the monk named Ye Ting did not expect the low-level monks to fight. He arranged that formation in the town to separate the demon clan, and he thought he was wrong.
From this point of view, taking the foundation-building monk would be a burden to him. If there were no help from those eight people, this time, except for the big monsters on the opposite side, the other demon soldiers could be killed completely.
Humans are not demon races. If they have not practiced the formation cooperation, there will be no use if there are too many people.
The monks mainly use personal force, and most of the formations are relied on the inherent formations of the sect's garrison. On the battlefield, they are not as good as the demon clan. Xiao Bai was also depressed. Those auxiliary soldiers had no combat power, and the little demons she killed were only a hundred. Look at the demon soldiers, they were all jumping around, trying to pounce on and bite themselves.
How could a mortal stop such an army?
The problem is that there are as many as 40,000 such demon soldiers, and there are fourteen demon kings, and their strength is probably above me. How can this town be defended?
I just hope Yang Mei can be nearby. All the elite monks in Fengzhou she brought. If they take action, there will be hope.
Chapter completed!