Yumen Pass has always been a place where only the Sword Sect follows the lead.

Therefore, even though they were surprised, disbelieving, and complaining a little bit, after a moment, they all responded in unison: "The Xingxiu Sect has received the order!"

"Wu Jian Lou is ordered!"

"Chimingmen has an order!"

"..."

A firm and loud response echoed throughout the hall.

…………

After a while.

Nearly a hundred monks have retreated from the main hall, and the master of Xizhao Sword is sitting alone on his seat, meditating quietly.

As long as he thinks that the war between Tao and demons that once turned human beings into ghosts is about to sweep across again, his heart will feel heavy.

The Xizhao Sword Master is not sure whether the Seven Dao Sects and Daxia can still guard the border and the human domain this time without the Dao Ancestor.

He was only certain that Jian Zong would fight for the human race until the last moment.

If the demons want to pass through the Yumen Pass and set foot in the human realm, they must first destroy their Sword Sect.

"It would be great if the Sword Sect could produce another Sword Immortal before the war begins." Sword Master Xizhao murmured, and sighed deeply.

This sigh is for myself.

Because, although he is not sure what his future achievements will be, he can understand that being a swordsman is definitely beyond his reach.

In the battle between Dao and Demon, as long as you don't become a swordsman, there is only a limit to what you can do.

"The Chang'an Sword Immortal brings another three points of luck to heaven for our world's sword cultivators. With such a great increase in luck, it is only natural that another Sword Immortal should appear," the Xizhao Sword Master thought this way.

In his opinion, if the human race can produce another sword immortal, it must be from their sword sect.

There is absolutely no second possibility

Beiheguan.

The demon clan, which was gaining momentum, suffered heavy losses and became timid for the first time.

The two commanders were beheaded by Lu Qingshan one after another. At this moment, they were leaderless, like headless flies, not knowing what to do.

"Kill!" Beiheguan General Wu Yan's voice resounded in the ears of every monk.

The experienced Wu Yan understood that the demon clan was in a state of confusion at this time.

If you attack the demon clan at this time, as long as you gain a slight local advantage, it may start a prairie fire, causing the local collapse of the demon clan to trigger a global collapse.

This is your chance to win!

A slim chance of victory created by Lu Qingshan.

He was keenly aware of it and tried to grasp it.

The Beiheguan monk's blood was boiling. Hearing Wu Yan's loud shout, his eyes became red and he was full of fighting spirit.

They were clearly in poor condition, but they were not afraid of death and rushed towards the demons who were far superior to them in terms of numbers and strength.

On the other side, Lu Qingshan mobilized the remaining 30% of his Yuan Power to rush over.

It was as if two huge torrents were rushing towards each other on the river beach, preparing to merge.

Lu Qingshan took the eight thousand sword energy hairsprings beside him and fought at the center of the demon camp.

If you include the journey across three thousand cultivators two days ago, he has already entered and exited the demon camp.

Only this time, it seemed the most relaxed.

Because of this charge, the demonic cultivator no longer stopped in front of him desperately, but subconsciously retreated and dodged.

Lu Qingshan still had the power to kill the Demon Commander of Xuandu. At this time, there was no commander ordering them to stop Lu Qingshan. How could they take the initiative to die?

Demon cultivators are also afraid of death.

Lu Qingshan's condition at this time was actually not good.

The blessing of the Bing Zi Jue has ended, and the combat power has returned to normal levels. Although it is still strong, it is definitely not as invincible as before.

What's more important is that the energy in his body is less than 30% and cannot support him to fight for too long.

As long as the demon cultivator is willing to replenish his life, his mana will be exhausted in a short time.

The question is, how can the demon cultivators know Lu Qingshan’s mana situation at this time?

What Lu Qingshan showed from the beginning to the end was that he had endless trump cards, as if there was never an upper limit.

Once bitten, twice shy.

The demon cultivator has regarded Lu Qingshan as an irresistible demon king and no longer has the courage to face him directly.

"Flash!"

"Hide quickly!"

Wherever Lu Qingshan went, all the demon cultivators retreated.

Occasionally, one or two unconvinced demon cultivators came forward, and Lu Qingshan did not hesitate to use his Yuan Power. He would hold his sword forward, sweep it across, and shoot out with sword energy, immediately dividing his body into two parts.

Black blood spilled.

Or chop it down vertically to chop the oncoming demon cultivator in half, causing it to explode inch by inch and turn into blood mist.

In fact, if he insists on killing the enemy with one blow, Lu Qingshan will often consume a lot more energy.

But he was supposed to save his energy, but he did so anyway.

The reason is also very simple. Lu Qingshan can feel the fear of many demon cultivators towards him and regard him as invincible.

Then he wanted to deepen this impression at this time and never reveal the secret.

In other words, he is now a pig pretending to be an elephant.

Thunder Mountain.

This is a strange mountain near Beiheguan. Thunder roars echo all day long, hence its name.

The void twisted for a while, and a large army of monks suddenly flew in from a distance.

There are more than a thousand people in this army of monks, and it is infinitely close to two thousand people. All of them are seventh-level monks, and the leader is an extremely powerful and famous seventh-level sword cultivator Li Xixing from the Sword Sect.

They are the monks sent by Yumen Pass to support Beihe Pass this time.

"After arriving at Leixiao Mountain, we will be close to Beihe Pass. We should be there in half an hour." Li Xixing shouted, looking very anxious.

Although in his mind, two days have passed, and based on the current formation of the demons, Beihe Pass should have fallen long ago.

But whether Beiheguan fell is one thing, and whether they tried their best to provide support is obviously another matter.

Maybe they can't change the outcome, but they have to be worthy of their hearts and worthy of the many monks in Beiheguan.

"Speed ​​up!" he ordered again.
Chapter completed!