The morale of the Xuanwu Army was greatly boosted, and so were the true disciples.
Li Qingshan brandished his blade and pointed it straight at the demonfolk camp. He asked loudly, "Are there any Demon Kings bold enough to fight me?"
As if intimidated by his aura, not a single person in the millions of troops replied.
Dai Mengfan's eyes lit up, and Wan Jianfeng secretly tightened his grip on his sword, but they both pretended that nothing had happened and continued to block the endless rain of arrows and meteors.
It would be great if he could lure one out.
Ying Zhe's expression changed a few times, then he smiled and said, "Interesting. As expected of the Wan Xiang Sect, to have such a hidden character. Tu Wancheng, don't be provoked by him. Be careful that you don't get slaughtered. "
On the other hand, he urged the demon heart to speed up the construction of the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous.
Rumble rumble rumble, the last totem pillar broke through the ground and slowly rose into the sky.
"No matter how many tricks he has, as long as the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Evil isn't broken, we'll be in an invincible position!"
Tu Wancheng snorted coldly in his heart. Of course I understand. Do I need you to teach me?
Not long ago, he was almost killed by Chao Tianjiao. Right now, there were so many true inheritors eyeing him like tigers watching their prey. If he dared to step out of the formation, they would definitely rush over to surround and kill him.
In any case, there were plenty of sacrificial offerings, so there was no need for a dignified Demon Emperor to take the risk. He ordered sternly, "Continue to attack, don't stop, or I will swallow him alive!"
Who would dare to disobey the orders of the Demon Monarch?
In an instant, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and battle cries rang out again.
Armies of demonfolk set out, charging towards Li Qingshan. Even the demonfolk soldiers who had been scattered around the pit roared hysterically as they charged over.
The demonic clouds gathered again and blocked out all the sunlight. The world became dark again. Compared to the thick demonic clouds, a mere hole was nothing.
Li Qingshan felt slightly regretful. Just like what Li Liehuo had said, as long as they could kill a Demon Emperor and break the 12 Citadel Demon Formation of Evil, they would have won half the battle. Otherwise, even if he killed a million demonfolk, he might not necessarily emerge victorious.
Unfortunately, these Demon Emperors were all extremely cunning. Moreover, he had no sense of shame, so goading him was useless.
"Die!" A demonfolk roared as he charged towards him, stabbing his spear viciously at his back.
Li Qingshan waved his hand without looking back. The saber wind surged as it sliced through the air.
The tip of the spear was broken, and a head flew into the air as fresh blood spurted out!
The wind from the blade swept past all the demonfolk within thirty meters. They were either decapitated or cut in half. Blood gushed out from their necks and their internal organs gushed out. They all fell to the ground, scattering in the sinkhole. Demonic blood flowed freely.
A few of the "lucky" ones just happened to be cut in half at the waist. The demonfolk's vitality was tough too, so they did not die immediately. They let out miserable cries. It immediately turned into a tragic hell.
Ruan Yaozhu frowned, she couldn't bear to look at it.
Dai Mengfan saw this and warned, "Junior sister, these demonfolk deserve to die a thousand times over. It's a battle to the death on the battlefield, so you better not show any mercy later!"
"Yep," Ruan Yaozhu replied, but she could not help but look at Li Qingshan.
He stood in the centre of the sinkhole. His face was hidden under the golden visor, such that no one could see his expression. He only swung his blade again and again, slaughtering the demonfolk coldly.
Severed limbs flew through the air. Blood gathered beneath his feet, submerging his ankles in the blink of an eye and dyeing his golden armour red. He seemed like a god of slaughter from hell. He did not seem to feel any pity at all.
He had no interest in slaughtering, but he definitely did not have any benevolence. Since he was an enemy, he could kill a hundred thousand or a million. If the demonfolk were willing to throw their lives away like this, then it would be for the best.
However, he had a feeling that it definitely would not be that simple.
A shadow suddenly loomed over him. Li Qingshan raised his head. Several twisted, vicious beasts condensed from military qi lunged towards him together.
Boom!
Like a vicious punch had landed on a basin of rotten meat, organs, blood, broken limbs, and shattered bones flew through the air.
Ruan Yaozhu cried out, "Qingshan!"
These vicious beasts were extremely powerful. Every single one of them was on par with Demon Emperors. Because they were condensed from military qi, they suffered very little suppression from the laws of the world. It was equivalent to a combined attack from several Demon Emperors. However, as a cultivator, Li Qingshan was greatly affected by this region of the border. Even human emperors faced the danger of dying when faced with different forces of strength.
The sinkhole sank even deeper. His feet sank into the ground. Between the vicious, twisted heads of the vicious beasts, Li Qingshan blocked all of the attacks with his blade. He thought to himself, No problem. I can block them!
He swung his blade as hard as he could and pressed forward, launching another charge!
Cold light flickered as countless blades and spears stabbed towards him. He charged forward like a steel chariot. The blades and spears all snapped, unable to leave behind a single mark on his golden armour.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of bones shattering filled his ears. All of the demonfolk who stood in his way were sent flying. They did not even have the chance to cry out, dying mid-air.
He charged into the demonfolk army and swung his blade violently, unleashing a massacre.
Streaks of cold light flashed past as wisps of wind whistled through the air. If one looked down from above, the densely-packed demonfolk would be swept away in swathes.
A hundred? A thousand? Ten thousand? He killed innumerable people! The sea of people surged. The blades and spears were like a forest, but they seemed endless.
The Demon Emperors who led the army hid deep within the army, controlling the vicious beasts to launch attacks again and again. They were like raging tides, kicking up great waves in the sea of people.
Li Qingshan unleashed the Wild Flower blade style to the limit, hacking, thrusting, and slashing. He blocked the attacks again and again, but he only focused on slaughtering the demonfolk.
These vicious beasts were condensed from military qi. They could not be killed at all. Even if they were cut into pieces, they could reform, unless he killed the commander or all of the demonfolk.
Finding a commander in an army of thousands was not easy, and there were constant attacks from the vicious beasts with military qi, so he just gave up on this option.
However, the massacre seemed simple and pleasurable, but there was a huge problem.
Killing a demonfolk would exhaust a sliver of his mind, and these demonfolk were all clad in armour. After they fell into formation, it would probably take a sliver of effort. It might only be a sliver, but if it accumulated, it would be no small matter. The risk of dying would constantly increase.
Many human emperors became submerged in the slaughter, swallowed inch by inch by the boundless sea of blood. By the time they wanted to withdraw, it would already be too late. Even a measly soldier could threaten them.
"What an idiot! I'd like to see how long he can keep killing!"
Tu Wancheng laughed madly. Even sacrificing a hundred thousand demonfolk for a single human emperor would be worth it, let alone the commander of the Xuanwu Army.
They were just sacrifices anyway, so he would not feel the pinch no matter how many died. In the boundless Demon domain, they would still grow madly like weeds.
Dai Mengfan could not help but say to him, "Junior brother Li, don't fall for the enemy's tricks. Wasting your strength on these lowly demonfolk really isn't worth it!"
Li Qingshan did not reply. He only focused on killing through the surging sea of people. The power of every single swing of his was not particularly great. There was not even a blade aura. He only used the edge of his blade to kill his enemies.
However, upon closer observation, he discovered that the power of every single swing had not weakened at all.
After undergoing the fifth heavenly tribulation, his "Strength of the Earth" had become even more powerful. The power was basically endless. Even the strength he had depleted when he used the "Myriad Flowers Strike" in the beginning had been recovered.
When he said "it's no problem, I can stop them", he meant that he had not depleted any of his strength at all.
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