In the Land of Bones, the biggest problem for the spirits of the dead in Madara was that when the number of monsters was several times greater than their own, any strategy would be useless in the face of a flood of crystals.
And at this moment, their reckless battle tactics became the best choice.
The guards in the camp had just swarmed forward, but seven or eight monsters had already rushed into the camp. These desperadoes from Rosaleen were at most at the peak of the Silver level. After all, if they were better, they would not have to suffer like this. Even on the other side of the strait, there were many lords waiting for them to be their retainers.
A silver light flashed in the darkness. The claws of the monsters were very long, almost disproportionate to their bodies on the ground. The four claws were like four crystal blades. They slashed from bottom to top, and the dust on the ground formed three long sand blades, which swept through the crowd.
The guards standing there did not even have time to scream before they were torn apart. Their internal organs and minced flesh turned into a rain of blood.
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The flame of the oil lamp in the carriage swayed violently.
Huang Huo covered the young man with a coat, then turned around and asked outside, "Mr. Liu, what's the noise outside?"
"It's the monsters, Second Miss." Mr. Liu's voice came from outside the carriage, "There are too many of them. Those people may not last long."
Huang Huo was slightly stunned. Although she was young, she had already grown into a little girl, as if she had walked out of a painting. She frowned slightly and pursed her lips. There was a trace of seriousness on her face, and her eyebrows were full of solemnity.
She asked confusedly, "Mr. Liu, isn't this the Qiusangze River? Why are there still monsters here?"
When she asked this question, Huang Huo had already straightened her body from her kneeling position.
She picked up her sword from the side. It was a green steel sword with a shark-skin sheath. There was a flying phoenix sword tassel on the hilt and two green jade beads on it.
Mister Liu's reply immediately came from outside the carriage. "Something might have happened upstream of the Qiu Sang Ze River. Second Miss, these people came about seventeen or eighteen days ago. There was still a flood in Luo Saleen after the fall. I think this might not be a natural phenomenon."
Huang Huo silently put on a pair of black leather gloves. It was unknown what kind of strange beast the gloves were made of. There were nine phoenix patterns on the surface of the gloves, and between the patterns, there were flashes of fire.
The gloves wrapped around her small hands, making them look as if they had grown bigger. There was a fine jade in each of the palms of the gloves. She gently rubbed the jade, and the veins on the gloves immediately became bright golden-red.
The little girl tilted her head and asked, "Then why didn't Mr. Liu warn those people beforehand?"
Although her voice was childish, her tone was very serious.
"Let me warn you in advance. They might cross the river overnight. I can guarantee your safety here, but it's hard to predict what might happen to the carriage on the river," Mister Liu replied. "This may not be a good thing for them."
Huang Huo replied, "Mr. Liu, please go and save them. I'll be right out."
Surprisingly, the voice outside the carriage did not object. The latter only nodded and said, "Second Miss, please be careful."
"The way of the Jade Phoenix depends on one's heart. The sword of the hellfire red lotus will never retreat in the face of an enemy. Mister Liu, I understand."
The voice in the carriage answered cleanly.
Mister Liu nodded and turned to look into the camp.
Inside the camp, a rain of blood was falling. Although the scavengers of the underworld called themselves outlaws, few of them would not bow their heads in front of the real God of Death.
Seven or eight monsters that had rushed into the camp tore a hole in the line of defense of the carriages. Everyone who witnessed this scene felt as if they had been doused with cold water from head to toe. The survivors immediately lost their courage. Although they did not throw away their weapons, they were in a mess.
Na Xin could not help but feel cold. Although he had expected this, he did not expect it to happen so quickly. He knew that once the line of defense collapsed, everything would be over. As long as the monsters rushed through the carriages, Luo Saleen's cavalrymen would only need to collect their corpses the next day.
There might not even be corpses left.
At this moment, he did not have any thoughts in his mind. He had even thrown the little scheme from before to the back of his mind. Just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a bright cold light suddenly flashed in the dark night.
Na Xin subconsciously turned his head.
Coincidentally, he saw the ancient bronze sword in Mister Liu's hand that seemed to be able to split space. The sword seemed to be able to attract people's attention, causing them to ignore everything else in the world. In their eyes, there was only the tip of the sword left.
The sword moved forward and split a mutated monster into two. The terrifying monster that they needed more than ten people to barely restrain was cut in half like a chicken or a pottery dog under this sword. The shattered crystal shards flew in all directions.
Na Xin could almost see the monster wailing in agony in his eyes. The upper and lower halves of its body fell backward and landed heavily on the ground.
Then, as if he was singing and dancing, Mister Liu circled the sword around his body. A white light flashed from all directions. Three monsters that were pouncing in this direction immediately screamed and flew back the way they had come. When they landed, their sharp crystal heads had already landed on the ground.
He took another step forward. Under everyone's gaze, the sword in his hand was like drifting snow, landing on the monsters one by one. Each ray was faster than the previous one. In the end, only a vast expanse of white sword light was left. It was as if snow had fallen on a mat and sealed a thousand miles of ice.
Na Xin's eyes reflected the bright sword light, but his mind was blank. This was because he was not a native of Luo Saleen. He was from the nine phoenixes. "Steel Soul Sword Sect, Steel Breaking Force, Drifting Snow Sword …"
Before he could speak, someone had already cried out, "The realm of Celestial!"
Sword techniques were close to the path. After communicating with Celestial and comprehending Dharma and Logos, one would enter the realm of Celestial. From then on, a mortal would grasp the power of the rules. It was a realm that no mortal could enter. As far as they knew, in the entire Luo Saleen, only the leader of the lord's guards had such a standard.
However, that person came from the other side of the Sea of Dim Light. He did not call himself that. According to the latter, the humans on the west side of the mainland called this step of comprehending the rules the Elemental Realm. Of course, no matter what the name was, it was extremely impressive for a powerful person to be able to reach this step.
In the country of the nine phoenixes on the other side of the strait, there were many legendary sword sects. There were countless genius swordsmen under the Nine Swords Sect, and swordsmen in the realm of Celestial were as common as carps crossing the river.
However, the country on the other side of the Swift Plains was too far away for the residents of Luo Saleen. As for the existence of Celestial, they did not even think that they would travel together.
Everyone was so shocked that no one could grasp the best opportunity to counterattack. However, the fact that a swordsman in the realm of Celestial had joined the battle at least gave everyone a glimmer of hope. The defense line that was on the verge of collapse was reformed.
Mister Liu did not notice what was happening here.
Although he had killed almost seven monsters with a single slash of his sword, there were already tens of times more monsters outside the campsite, surrounding the humans in the campsite. His expression became slightly serious. He probably did not expect there to be so many monsters outside the campsite. It was too suspicious for such a large gathering of monsters to appear in the suburbs of Luo Saleen.
In fact, he was suspecting that the people of Luo Saleen had shrunk their defense line further. Otherwise, their patrolling knights would have discovered so many monsters moving around the Qiusangze River.
Na Xin had the same thought.
The Freaks kept pouring into the camp, trampling the carriages outside into smithereens. The priceless black crystals on the carriages were scattered all over the ground like stones, but no one felt any heartache. Even the owner of the carriages, Na Xin, did not have the time to care about anything else.
He turned around and saw the scene of Mr. Liu fighting with the monster.
The two Strange Beasts shrieked as they pounced toward the latter. The latter raised his hand to block the attack. The Steel Spirit Sword Sect was the first of the Nine Swords, which focused on defense and counterattack. It was a sword that focused on foresight and foresight. He casually raised his hand to block the attack. Before he could think, the tip of his sword had already pierced the two Strange Beasts. The two Strange Beasts instantly fell from the sky, dead.
But at that moment, a strange monster that looked like a cluster of crystals suddenly appeared behind him and pounced in his direction.
"Be careful!" Na Xin could not help but shout.
Mister Liu reacted quickly. He immediately raised his sword behind him to block, but he did not expect that his sword would block empty air.
"A monster in the realm of Celestial?"
Na Xin, who had witnessed this scene, was so scared that his heart almost stopped.
Mister Liu felt a chill in his heart. He immediately raised his sword to defend himself. In fact, he had already prepared himself to be injured. But at that moment, a bright flame suddenly shot out of the carriage — — the flame was like a phoenix spreading its wings. It spun in the air and then shot straight at the monster behind him.
"Second Young Miss, don't!" Mister Liu paled in fright and hurriedly shouted.
But unfortunately, he was already a step too late.
"Returning Wind Riding Wave!" The voice of the little girl in the carriage was extremely resolute. The cyan-steel sword in her hand burned fiercely, as if it were a pillar of flame.
She waved her sword, and the arc of flame spread its wings and flew towards the cluster of crystals.
But before the golden-red sword light could reach it, the monster had already turned around and dodged the flame.
Then, it turned around and pounced in the direction of the carriage.
"Second Young Miss!" Mister Liu's eyes widened. He pulled out his sword and charged in that direction.
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