The inner demon clan brazenly launched a full-scale pursuit and suppression campaign, taking advantage of the remaining power of the spiritual sea tide to pursue the human race.

In this case, everything is focused on the battle situation and everything else is put aside for the time being.

Therefore, it was clear that it had only been a few days since Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan massacred the city in the Demonic Zone, but not long ago, the Demonic Zone, which had been full of turmoil and full of troops, had now ceased its activities and no one could be seen.

——The demons put most of their strength into the front line, leaving the rear area empty.

Normally, Lu Qingshan would have definitely taken advantage of the situation to attack when he saw how empty the demon clan's rear was.

But now, he has no such intention at all.

Passing through the demon-occupied area, Lu Qingshan continued westward.

As long as you cross one more state, you will reach the frontline battlefield, where you can see the three human cities and the Sword Sect monks.

On the way, when he passed through a city occupied by demons, he was discovered by a demon cultivator with special talents and magical powers.

The magic cultivator immediately sent out a warning signal.

Seeing the demon cultivators gathering and chasing them out, Lu Qingshan killed all the demon cultivators in the city.

After leaving the city full of corpses, Lu Qingshan finally found some relief from the worry or anxiety he had accumulated in his heart.

After some time, Lu Qingshan finally saw the frontline battlefield.

In front of you is Niujiao City, which is guarded by Ning Fengchen, the master of Eternal Peak.

Then, Lu Qingshan's expression suddenly became very solemn.

You can't see Niujiao City at all.

Because, outside Niujiao City, there are all elite demon cultivators from the Infernal Demon Clan, and the space is filled with their figures.

There were at least a million people in that dark scene everywhere.

What really shocked Lu Qingshan was the violent fluctuations coming from the front of the demonic tide, as well as the figures and sword lights flying up and down.

"High Demon Lord!"

Lu Qingshan saw the figure of Demon Lord Dongqi from a distance and couldn't help but frown.

Although he has never faced the Demon Lord head-on, it is not that he has never seen the Demon Lord before.

Abyss and his party had already met the Demon Lord in Jianluo King City.

Even through normal communication, he could feel the heavy pressure from those Demon Lords. One can imagine what a terrifying existence the Demon Lords were.

.......

The battle in Niujiao City has lasted for more than a day.

A few hours before Lu Qingshan arrived, Ning Fengchen had already started looking for an opportunity to break out of the encirclement.

Because they have delayed enough time for the large human army.

Under the leadership of Ning Fengchen, the Jianzong monks who were surrounded by the demonic tide launched their first powerful breakout.

That breakout was also the one that came closest to success among the several attempts that followed.

Because before the first breakout, the demons only knew that the sword cultivators would definitely take this action, but the specific time was unknown.

It's a pity that Demon Lord Dongqi's careful arrangement and unknown means have solidified the space near Niujiao City like a swamp, making it difficult for the monks to use their escape skills.

No matter how skilled the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are in fighting and brave and fearless, when trapped in this swampy space, their speed is helplessly slowed down.

The demons who reacted later stopped Ning Fengchen's breakout with his own life.

After that, the demon cultivators who knew that the sword cultivators were preparing to leave became even more defensive and surrounded them layer by layer, completely making it difficult for the sword sect cultivators to break through as they wished.

The battle fell into a tug-of-war.

Although after that, Ning Fengchen and the Sword Sect monks made several attempts, but their efforts failed again and again, and all attempts to break through failed.

Demon Lord Dongqi quickly withdrew from the battle.

He stood in the middle of the army, looking at the dense army of demons and the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect who were fighting bravely. He let the corpses of his own demon cultivators rain down and remained unmoved at all.

The reason why they have retreated so far is because the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect have fallen into a predicament that they cannot solve and are at the end of their strength.

As long as it drags on slowly, the Sword Sect monks will inevitably die and will be completely annihilated by them. There is no need for him to participate in the battle.

And Demon Lord Dongqi knows swordsmanship too well.

In situations where they are bound to die, they can always use means and determination that are unimaginable to the world.

He was afraid that when Ning Fengchen was facing a dead end, he would break out forcefully and exchange his life for his life to replace him.

Demon Lord Dongqi is very cautious and does not want to take this risk.

As for wasting more time and delaying their pursuit of the large retreating army of human monks?

Having been held back by this group of sword cultivators for a day, there was nothing left to seize in these two hours.

.......

The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are under continuous attack from the demonic army.

However, they were still fighting bravely, waving the natal swords in their hands, and with the grief of the sacrifice of their comrades, they continued to harvest the heads of demon cultivators.

Nowadays, sacrifice is inevitable.

There were originally close to eight hundred sword cultivators from the Sword Sect, but now there are less than three hundred left.

This is the most difficult battle in the memory of the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect, with the largest number of enemies.

It seems like there is no way to kill all the demonic cultivators that are coming in like a tidal wave.

If it were an ordinary monk, faced with this situation, he would have become numb and collapsed in less than a day, perhaps in just an hour.

But that's not the case with sword cultivators from the Sword Sect. They all have the same belief.

As long as they kill all the demon cultivators blocking their way, they will naturally be able to get out.

So they never stopped.

The screams of fighting and the clanging of gold and iron continued to sound in the sky.

Even though Ning Fengchen was using the breath of heaven and earth to hit people and minimize his own damage, he still began to feel tired, and the hand holding the sword was already moving from right to left.

As long as they break out of the encirclement and retreat to the area covered by the spiritual sea tide, they can use the power of God to deal with the demonic army, making it difficult for the demonic army to organize an effective pursuit, and he can lead his comrades back.

Ning Fengchen kept fighting at the front and never looked back.

He carried the sword box behind him, which now contained seventy-three of his comrades' natal swords.

He also knew that of the more than 700 Sword Sect disciples he led, less than half were left.

This is the most disastrous blow that the Sword Sect has suffered in the past 20,000 years.

But Ning Fengchen was not sad.

Because they accomplished their original goal and successfully covered the large army of human monks as they retreated into the spiritual sea tide.

And he knew that every sacrificed Sword Sect disciple had killed at least hundreds of times his enemy before his death.

This is enough.

Then you can die with your chest held high.

Worthy of the name of Sword Sect.

Ning Fengchen picked up "a pot of wine" and swung it out, cutting an eighth-level demon cultivator in the way from head to body in half, and then passed through the blood and flesh.

His left hand holding the sword also began to stiffen again.

"Everyone is already close to the limit and unable to fight anymore. We only have one last chance." Ning Fengchen said via voice transmission to Jian Huang behind him.

The battle lasted a day and a night, and he never stopped drawing his sword from the beginning to the end.

The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are strong, but after all, they are not made of iron, but mortals of flesh and blood. They are already exhausted and their magic power is about to dry up.

"We only have this last bit of mana, and it will be difficult to break through." Ning Fengchen said again.

Jianhuang's face looked a little gloomy.

He naturally understands this truth.

The previous failed breakouts had already proven the difficulty of this matter.

"Since it is almost impossible to break out of the encirclement, we may be able to change our target." Ning Fengchen looked at Demon Lord Dongqi who had retreated to the central army, his eyes slowly narrowed, and his voice seemed to have become a bit colder.

"The most elite forces in the encirclement are concentrated in the direction of our retreat, but the forces in front are relatively weak."

"They don't have much defense against it."

"We can attack him in one go and kill him."

"However, even if we were to catch him by surprise, go in the opposite direction and kill him in front of him, it would still be difficult to kill him in a short time." Jianhuang was not optimistic and said to Ning Fengchen: "He is a high-level demon lord, and he has nothing to do with him."

Your combat power is the same."

Between people with the same fighting power, it is not something that can be solved in a short time to determine the winner, let alone a life and death battle.

"I can give it a try." Ning Fengchen said softly, with a faint smile on his lips, but there was domineering confidence in his tired tone.
To be continued...