Fighter of the Destiny

The fire in front of the mountain also aroused great vigilance in the camp.

The soldiers woke up from their sleep, took their weapons and started running to their positions.

The formation masters completed the preparations before activating the formation as quickly as possible, and the crossbow formation composed of 800 crossbowmen also moved forward to the front of the military camp.

This is the North Third Battalion, commanded by General Peng Shihai.

He looked at the thousands of eagles that covered the sky and the earth, his expression remained indifferent, his voice did not tremble, and more than ten military orders were issued in an orderly manner.

Only the soldier standing beside him noticed that his general's fists had been clenched tightly and his knuckles were a little white.

It wasn't fear, it was anger and anxiety.

If every eagle carries that kind of gunpowder-like weapon, what kind of test will the North Third Battalion face today?

The formation deployed by the formation master can cover half of the military camp, but it cannot sustain for long in the face of such fire.

As for the crossbow array, it should be able to shoot down a group of eagles, but based on the current flying height of the eagles, when the crossbows can hit them, they have already flown above the military camp. So, did they drop the gunpowder themselves or were they killed? Shooting down, what difference does it make?

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It would be great if the master was here!

shouted a cavalryman who was climbing up the cliff.

Another cavalryman shook his head and said: Even if Master is here, he may not be able to kill all these birds.

The third cavalryman did not speak, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and his murderous intent rose into the sky.

When he thought about it, the North Third Battalion would definitely turn into a sea of ​​fire today. Even if the formation could resist for a moment, it would suffer heavy losses, and the Demon Clan's fastest wolf rider might be waiting to attack in the north of the mountain. In other words, there would be no There are ways to undo this failure.

Then he must at least kill the commanders of the eagles to prevent such failures from happening in the future.

Being able to climb such a steep cliff, he and the other two cavalrymen were certainly not ordinary soldiers.

But even if they are powerful ascetics, there are still many things that cannot be changed on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a shrill cry sounded in the sky.

The three cavalrymen subconsciously stopped and looked back in the direction of the human military camp, and saw a completely unexpected scene.

The green light spread out on the grassland illuminated by the morning light, and eventually turned into a formation, shrouding the first half of the military camp.

Even from such a long distance, the flashing light on the Holy Light Crossbow can still be seen.

The human army is ready.

But those eagles didn't fly above the military camp at all, and they fell to the ground one after another!

There seemed to be an invisible and mysterious force between heaven and earth, appearing in front of the eagles, making them frightened and unable to flap their wings.

Thousands of eagles fell to the ground like raindrops, and when they landed on the grassland, they turned into a flame rising into the sky. The scene was extremely spectacular.

How is this going?

one of the cavalrymen shouted in great surprise.

The cavalryman with a cold breath shouted: Speed ​​up!

Seeing that nothing happened in the camp, the three cavalrymen cheered up and climbed toward the caves in the middle of the cliff as fast as a flying horse!

Before arriving at those caves, the three of them felt the cold atmosphere seeping out of them, and knew that the demonic monster should still be inside. Without any delay, amidst the sound of clear whistling, the long sword came out of its sheath, like a cold glow. It shot into the hole and began to travel at an unimaginable speed.

There was no sound at first from the cliff. Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and then there was a dense and continuous cutting sound, mixed with screams of pain and curses in the demon language. Later, the demon weirdo kept repeating Speaking of a certain sentence, he seemed particularly frightened and frightened.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound from the cliff finally disappeared.

Three cold swords flew out of the hole and returned to their scabbards.

The morning sun was higher than before, and the morning light shone on the mountain peaks on the side and reflected back to the cliff, illuminating the faces of the three cavalrymen.

One face is calm and tranquil, another face is resolute and cold and arrogant, and the other face is youthful and agile. They are none other than Liang Banhu, Guan Feibai, and Baicai.

Baicai asked curiously: What was that demon weirdo shouting just now before he died?

Liang Banhu and Guan Feibai looked at each other and laughed.

Guan Feibai suppressed his smile and said seriously: Elder brother asked you to learn the demon language well, why don't you listen?

Baicai said aggrievedly: There are more than a hundred demon languages, how can I learn them all?

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There were exclamations everywhere on the grassland.

Because the same thing happens in all military camps.

The demons did not use a large number of troops to counterattack, but launched countless sneak attacks at the same time.

This kind of sneak attack should be described as a surprise attack. The demons used all kinds of strange and cunning methods and sent many strong men.

This is the first time since the beginning of the war that the demons have sent out strong men to fight.

But just like the first phase of the battle, once dispatched, they attack with all their strength, leaving no room for anything!

There are more than 3,000 demon tribes, among which there are no less than a hundred tribes with powerful fighting capabilities.

Today, the clan leaders of these tribes and their most powerful warriors either burst out of the grassland or flew down from the cliffs, looking ferocious.

The beast master from a remote snow lake commanded the monsters to launch a suicidal attack.

The frustrated wandering warrior from the slums of Xue Lao City took off the animal skin covering his body, picked up the heavy magic ax, and jumped up from the herd of beasts.

The goals of these strong men are very clear, and their prior arrangements are very targeted. They are the fodder, formation divisions and commanders of the human army.

Hundreds of small battles started simultaneously on the grassland. Although it may not have much impact on the overall battle situation, they successfully created great chaos.

Behind the chaos there is often a clear and cold intention.

When the morning sun leaps above the horizon, and the light is refracted by the mountains and grasslands, making the world even darker, the true intention of the demons seems to have finally become clear.

Hundreds of powerful members of the demon army with obvious chilling auras, covered by a formation that disrupted the heavenly secrets, arrived less than twenty miles away from the human army tent.

The fighting intention that disturbed the sky caused the clouds in the sky to gather again, and raindrops fell, landing on the soldiers' faces and lips. They felt a little light and empty.

This is the power of rules. Could it be that a strong man from the Holy Domain has arrived?

Coach He Mingshen will be a low-key and calm person, but in some aspects he is extremely adventurous, even radical.

He pushed the Chinese military tent to the forefront, only more than a hundred miles away from the mountain peak named Nuorilang.

At such a critical moment, there is no need to hold anything back.

The strong man of the human race finally took action.

The white and blazing holy light illuminated the dark sky and earth, tearing apart the flowing clouds like sticky cotton wool, revealing a corner of the blue sky.

Mao Qiuyu and Taoist Sister Huairen walked out of the Chinese military tent, and with a wave of their sleeves, they killed more than ten demon masters.

No one is surprised.

Even those powerful demons who were willing to die had already anticipated their own ending.

How could the most important Chinese military tent not be guarded by a strong man from the Sanctuary?

Since the demons had already expected it, they naturally made corresponding preparations.

The sky suddenly turned gray.

The blue wash was gone, and a black, broken chessboard was looming in the light mist.

Under Nuorilang Peak, a dark passage suddenly appeared on the empty grassland.

The edges of the passage were uneven, like randomly torn paper.

This description is actually very appropriate, because it was originally a passage torn out of space by the terrifying formation of the demons.

Several demon generals led thousands of wolf riders, pouring out from the valley and hundreds of miles away, and galloped towards the central military tent.

The clouds and fog gradually deepened, blocking the sunlight, and night seemed to come early, during which several particularly tall figures appeared.

I believe he should be a member of the Council of Elders, or a prince or noble from Xuelao City.

Mao Qiuyu and Huairen's expressions remained unchanged, very calm.

Since the demons can expect them to be here, they can naturally expect that the demons will make corresponding arrangements.

Late last night, they had seen the possibility of that channel appearing on the horoscope.

Up to this point, nothing new or unexpected has happened.

Suddenly, Taoist Sister Huairen's eyes became solemn.

Mao Qiuyu's sleeves moved without wind.

A very tall black figure suddenly appeared on the top of Nuorilang Peak.

Unlike those demon generals and wolf riders, the black shadow did not appear through the passage in the valley, but suddenly appeared on the peak.

The sky was getting darker and darker, but the mist in front of the mountain peak was blown away by the wind, revealing the true appearance of the huge black shadow.

It was an extremely rare mountain goat from ancient times. It had a long snout and coiled horns. It was extremely ferocious and was more than forty feet tall.

Sitting in the corner of the mountain beast is a very thin demon, even smaller than a human child. He is wearing a suit of armor. The armor is full of complex patterns woven with gold threads, and there are many things sandwiched between them. Some of the green things are emeralds, and some are copper corroded by time.

An unimaginable terrifying aura overflowed from the gaps in the armor, but it was far less cold and evil than the demon's gaze.

When this demon appeared on the peak, the world hundreds of miles around seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Because he is the devil commander.

After a very short period of silence, there were increasingly shrill howls and shouts of death.

Thousands of wolf riders rushed toward the Chinese military tent like crazy.

Because the magic commander has arrived.

Obviously, if you want to hold the Chinese army's tent today, the prerequisite is to defeat or at least block the Demon Commander.

When the old devil was still alive, he was the undisputed second strongest man in the snowfield of the devil's domain.

Now that the old demon king is dead, can we say that he is the strongest of the demon clan?

No one knows the answer to this, because the Yanzhi Mountain people remain hidden from the world, and because until today, Black Robe has never taken action with all its strength.

But at least one fact can be confirmed.

The Demon Commander is not an ordinary strong man from the Holy Realm.

If Chen Changsheng were here, he might remember that when Su Li mentioned the Demon Commander by the hot spring, he used the word pervert.

Even Su Li felt perverted, and he could only imagine how cruel and powerful the Demon Commander was.

Mao Qiuyu knew very well that he was no match for the Demon Commander. Taoist Sister Huairen's time to enter the holy realm was even shorter, so who would stop him?

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A sword light came from the south.

The sword light was clear and quiet, like real water.

That sword light washed away the haze in the sky and drowned out the howls on the grassland. It seemed leisurely, but in fact it was slashing towards the peak with murderous intent.

A column of black smoke suddenly rose from the surging wolf cavalry, and the eighth demon general rose up from the sky, holding a heavy treasure, and blasted towards the sword light.

The sword light seemed to be the reflection of the water under the corridor, trembling slightly before going around.

There was a soft sneer, and a clear sword mark appeared on the armor of the eighth demon general, with a line of fire like lava flowing inside.

The unbearable pain made the demon general known for his stoicism roar.

Amidst the roar, a line of black smoke rose from the wolf rider, but the force was not comparable to before. The demonic energy soared into the sky, leaving the sword's light alive.

Sword light flashed from time to time, illuminating the black smoke, and occasionally there was the sound of metal breaking.

The third demon general finally blocked the sword light. His helmet was full of sword marks, his demon horn was even broken, and demon blood flowed out.

It was just a sword light, but it actually required two high-level demon generals to take action to stop it, and it was so embarrassing that they were even injured one after another.

It is different from Su Li's sharpness and freedom, and it is also different from Chen Changsheng's directness and perseverance.

This sword is quieter, softer, yet sharp, completely invisible, elusive, and extremely sublime.

There is a tent on the side of the camp, which is used to store debris.

An old Taoist walked out of it.

He is holding a sword in his right hand and holding the scabbard in his left hand. Neither the way he walks nor the way he holds the sword is good-looking, and has nothing to do with the word Chuchen. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sword is absolutely extraordinary. It is like the autumn water that has washed it for three thousand years. It is extremely bright and cannot be looked at. It wants to cover the world in front of everyone, including heaven and earth.

Could this be the legendary Sky Covering Sword?

Could this ordinary old Taoist be the head of Lishan Sword Sect?

The generals and soldiers in the camp were shocked and speechless, and they all moved out of the way.

Mao Qiuyu and Huairen bowed slightly and saluted.