Outside Beihe Pass.

As soon as the duration of the Bing Zi Jue expired, the dragon bird emerged from Lu Qingshan's body.

As soon as the dragon bird appeared, Lu Qingshan reached out and grasped its sword hilt.

He changed the sword he held from Wangchuan to Longque.

The next moment, Lu Qingshan extended his sword.

On the dragon bird's blazing red sword body, golden dragon-shaped and phoenix-shaped patterns shine.

Dragon Bird: Dragon Breath.

Dragon Bird: Feng Ming.

These are the two magical attacks of Dragon Bird, and their power is extraordinary.

What's more important is that activating these two magical powers uses Dragon Bird's own divine power and does not require Lu Qingshan's Yuan Power.

For Lu Qingshan, whose Yuanli was almost exhausted at this moment, there was no doubt that it had solved an urgent need.

And the reason why he was so crazy and used all his strength was just to break up the courage of the demon cultivators to resist.

A red light shone brightly above the dragon bird, and a shocking dragon roar echoed loudly along with the clear and clear phoenix call.

The next moment, the blue dragon soul shadow and the fire phoenix shadow composed of fierce flames came out from the sword.

Dragons and snakes fly away, and phoenixes sing in the sky.

Two soul shadows swept towards the demonic cultivator in front, and their power was extremely powerful, burning the void.

The blue dragon is entrenched, the phoenixes are flying, and the divine power is incomparable.

Roar!

Groan!

The ancient and solemn chants of dragons and phoenixes sounded together.

Fierce flames rose into the sky along with the sword light.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the shadow of the dragon and bird soul seemed to turn this place into a world of flames.

The flames roared past.

In an instant, the bodies of the seventh-grade demon cultivators affected by the flames became charred black at a rapid rate visible to the naked eye, and were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

In a moment, the two dragon and phoenix soul shadows fought a bloody path, and wherever they passed, the scorching temperature lingered for a long time.

What frightened the demon cultivators even more was that this was another method that Lu Qingshan had never shown before.

Sword Qi Creatures, Sword of Underworld, Ten Thousand Sword Art, Secret Sword Autumn Frost, Falling Star

And then to the two dragon and bird magical powers now.

Lu Qingshan's tricks seemed endless, and every move was terrifying, enough to clear the field.

At this moment, the demon cultivators located around Lu Qingshan, who were shocked by the aftermath of the dragon's breath and the phoenix's cry, were trying their best to resist the power of the dragon and bird's magical power.

After burning more than twenty demon cultivators into ashes in a row, the soul shadow composed of two blazing flames finally exhausted its own divine power and gradually faded away, giving these demon cultivators some time to breathe.

But during this precious short period of respite, these demonic cultivators turned pale and did not take the opportunity to launch another offensive against Lu Qingshan. Instead, they fled to the outside in great horror.

They were extremely nervous, almost panicking, fearing that Lu Qingshan would chase them from behind.

Lu Qingshan wanted to gain a huge amount of experience points every time he killed a demon cultivator.

But now, even if his magic power is as powerful as his, he has already reached the end of his rope.

If these demonic cultivators had not been frightened by him and lost their courage at this time, he would be the unlucky one.

but

The ending is decided!

Like a chain reaction.

Lu Qingshan's location was very close to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, these demonic cultivators were fleeing outside one after another. Perhaps they did not necessarily want to escape from the battlefield, but just wanted to stay away from Lu Qingshan temporarily.

But from the outside, it seemed that his companions had begun to flee.

After Xuandu died, there was no one in the demon cultivator camp who could stand up and lead the overall situation.

The demon cultivators had always felt very confused. When they first saw a large number of demon cultivators fleeing, they followed them and fled together almost subconsciously.

This is what large battles with large numbers of people are like.

Most people focus on their opponents and can only pay attention to the situation around them, but they have no idea of ​​the overall situation and trend of the entire battlefield.

This requires a general to lead the overall situation and give direction to the "soldiers".

This is why commanders are often so important in wars.

There must be someone who has the ability to see the overall situation and direct and dispatch the army to attack, defend, or retreat.

Although monks' wars are obviously different from ordinary wars, the differences are more reflected in the level of strength. At these strategic levels, the principles are mostly the same.

If Xuandu was still there at this moment, as long as he did not issue an order to retreat, the demon cultivators would have to grit their teeth and endure it even if they lacked courage.

But the problem is, this is only if.

"The situation must have collapsed, otherwise why would they run away?"

"They have all run away. If we don't run away, are we waiting to die?"

"The law does not punish everyone, and I am not the only one who ran away."

This is the thinking of most magic cultivators nowadays.

Therefore, what was originally just an action of dozens of demonic cultivators escaping from Lu Qingshan, almost in the blink of an eye, turned into a situation where all the demonic cultivators were defeated and fled in all directions.

In fact, in most cases, the discipline of an army of monks who simply pull people together and form a team to fight without training is actually far inferior to that of a well-trained secular army.

This is an inevitable situation.

It is unrealistic for monks who want to pursue personal greatness to have strict military orders like ordinary people.

Even now, there are still more than 2,000 demon cultivators left. Each one of them was trembling and panicking. They glanced at Lu Qingshan with fear, and then suddenly scattered, retreated and fled.

While they were scrambling to escape, the more than 800 monks who rushed out of Beihe Pass were all full of murderous intent.

However, they did not pursue him immediately. Instead, they set their sights on Lu Qingshan and waited for Lu Qingshan's decision.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was suspended in the center of the entire battlefield.

He is dressed in black, has black hair, holds a dragon bird in his hand, and has rivers of forgetfulness and peach blossoms wandering around him.

His thin body makes him feel like a mountain. Just standing there makes him feel extremely reliable.

Lu Qingshan looked around at the exhausted Beiheguan monks. After a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.

Naturally, he was unwilling to give up this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog, but the current situation was indeed such that he should not chase after the poor enemy.

After two days of defending the city, the Beiheguan monks were in a very worrying condition.

Including Lu Qingshan himself, the energy in his body is already less than 10%. The dantian where the energy used to be surging is now only as small as a shallow puddle.

Although the demon cultivators have now fled in all directions, their situation is actually much better than theirs. They just lost their courage and have no intention of fighting.

But if they really insist on chasing them away, facing a life-and-death crisis, the demon cultivators will definitely resist with all their might, and it's hard to say who will live and who will die.

Even though the Beiheguan monks were a little unwilling, they were aware of their current situation, and with Lu Qingshan's words, they finally allowed the demonic cultivators to escape.

In just a moment, only the human monks were left in the originally noisy battlefield.

Everyone's eyes were unconsciously focused on Lu Qingshan, and the excitement in their hearts was indescribable.

It wasn't until now that they suddenly reacted.

Beihe Pass was defended?!

Yes, I really kept it.

And for all of this, it is no exaggeration to say that 99% of the credit goes to Lu Qingshan.

"Lu Qingshan, after Lu Qingshan's battle, no one will question the identity and status of the Young Sword Sect of Lu Qingshan!"

When the Beiheguan monk recalled his experiences in the past two days, he felt his head was buzzing.

They have been shocked from the inside out by Lu Qingshan's amazing performance time and time again, and they will never forget it in their lifetime.

Among the crowd, Xu Xi, a swordsman whose eyes had just been healed, had the hardest time controlling his emotions. For some reason, he suddenly used up his remaining strength and shouted with strong emotion:

"Lu Shaozong!"

The simplest three words represent the deepest things and can best express the feelings in his heart.

From the bottom of his heart he wanted to shout out Lu Shaozong!

Lu Shaozong, who couldn't help but express Xu Xi's words, made the Beiheguan monks present stunned for a moment.

It's like the silence before the storm.
To be continued...