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Under the frenzied siege of the Demons sect warriors, Bi Xian's defense had been completely broken. Even if he continuously used the Great Massacre Swordsmanship to resist, it was still difficult for two fists to fight against four palms.
The countless saber rays released by the Demons sect warriors continuously slashed Bi Xian's body. In the blink of an eye, numerous wounds appeared on Bi Xian's body.
The wounds were so deep that they reached his bones. Even if Bi Xian used all his strength to heal himself, he could not stop the wounds from spreading. In addition, new saber wounds appeared continuously. At this moment, Bi Xian's face had become deathly pale.
"Tan, you despicable person. Even if I die, I will curse you to die a horrible death. Die without a burial place, die with ashes, die …"
At the moment of death, Bi Xian was full of anger and unwillingness as he cursed Luo Ping. However, before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly. Under the attack of the Demons sect warriors, he turned into ashes.
"Sigh, why does every enemy have to curse me before they die? Could it be that only then can they die in peace? However, what's the use of cursing me? I'm still alive and well. "
"Eh, that's Bi Xian's storage ring. Since these Demons sect warriors don't want it, I can't waste it. Come over."
Luo Ping did not understand the curses of the enemies before they died. This was because there was no meaning to it at all. It was nothing more than the unwillingness before death.
Just as he was pondering, the Demons sect warriors all retreated at an extremely fast speed. After these Demons sect warriors retreated, Luo Ping discovered that a storage ring was floating at the place where the battle had just taken place.
Thus, Luo Ping released a burst of True Inner Force from his palm and instantly sucked the storage ring over. Then, he immersed his Devil Consciousness into it and roughly observed it. After that, he put it away and flew away from this place.
Not long after, Luo Ping's figure reappeared above Feng Yiming. With a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered that Feng Yiming had already killed more than ten thousand Demons sect warriors.
Although his combat strength was astonishing, Feng Yiming's complexion was deathly pale, and his aura was weak. After all, he had been fighting for such a long time. Moreover, he was facing so many Demons sect warriors. He had to be extremely nervous and couldn't relax in the slightest.
Feng Yiming had used up a lot of his power and spiritual sense. Even though he was using the sixth move of the Sky-sweeping Sword Technique, he could only kill twenty to thirty Demons sect warriors each time.
According to this speed, it would definitely take a long time for him to completely kill all the Demons sect warriors. However, in this kind of battle, the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be. Feng Yiming naturally understood this principle.
Therefore, he had to get rid of these Demons sect warriors as soon as possible. However, he didn't want to use medicinal pills to replenish his power until he couldn't hold on any longer. Thus, if he wanted to increase his combat strength, he had to use the sword technique after the Sky-sweeping Sword Technique.
Although using the sword technique after the Sky-sweeping Sword Technique consumed his power faster, he had prepared medicinal pills and spirit stones. If he couldn't hold on any longer, he could completely replenish them. Thinking of this, Feng Yiming's gaze became even more determined.
"Sky-sweeping Sword Technique, seventh move, Sword Qi Cage."
As Feng Yiming's voice sounded, his attack style suddenly changed. The sword light that was originally released from the treasured sword completely disappeared and was replaced by an even more terrifying murderous aura.
A thick layer of murderous aura filled the surroundings of the treasured sword. As Feng Yiming danced, this murderous aura instantly spread out and turned into a huge circle. In an instant, it enveloped hundreds of Demons sect warriors around him.
From the outside, this huge circle looked like a cage, firmly suppressing the Demons sect warriors trapped within, making it impossible for them to move.
After being trapped, hundreds of Demons sect warriors struggled with all their might, wanting to break through the suppression of the sword qi cage. However, no matter how much they urged their power, they couldn't raise their arms.
Just as these Demons sect warriors were struggling, the murderous aura within the sword qi cage condensed into a substance and turned into streaks of sword qi. They wantonly moved about and directly penetrated their bodies, one after another.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Demons sect warriors were completely annihilated by the countless streaks of sword qi. The entire process actually happened in a flash.
Feng Yiming continuously used the sword qi cage. Every time he used it, it was enough to kill hundreds of Demons sect warriors. In a short period of time, thousands of Demons sect warriors died under this move.
Finally, after using this move for the tenth time, Feng Yiming finally couldn't hold on any longer. Taking advantage of the time when the surrounding Demons sect warriors were trapped by the sword qi cage, he quickly swallowed two pills.
A Dragon Tiger Pill helped him to quickly recover all of his martial power. A Primary Spirit Pill helped him to continuously convert the medicinal power into martial power when he was fighting.
Although the two pills were of the same grade, the former was an explosive type pill, while the latter was a continuous type pill. With the combination of the two, it was like adding wings to a tiger.
After swallowing the two pills, Feng Yiming refined them with the remaining power in his body. The Dragon Tiger Pill immediately showed its effect. Originally, his aura was extremely weak, but at this moment, it rapidly rose.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Yiming's power was completely recovered. His entire body was once again filled with a strong murderous aura. The layer of murderous aura around him also reformed.
Feeling the surging power in his body, Feng Yiming revealed a smile. His entire person became abnormally confident and domineering. His eyes were filled with boundless killing intent as he looked at the surrounding Demons sect warriors.
With a wave of the sword in his hand, Feng Yiming swung his sword. The moment the sword qi cage dissipated, he followed up with another move.
This time, the sword qi cage trapped nearly a thousand Demons sect warriors. Although the strength of these Demons sect warriors was average, their cultivation was still at the Devil Core stage. The fact that Feng Yiming could trap so many of them in one move was enough to show his combat strength.
Because his power was completely recovered, the power of the sword move he displayed also reached its peak state. It fully displayed the tyrannical, bloody, and terrifying power of the Dao of Slaughter.
Under the attack of the sword qi cage, nearly a thousand Demons sect warriors were annihilated without any room for resistance. The Demons sect warriors that came to surround him from behind were faced with another sword qi cage from Feng Yiming.
Feng Yiming relied on the powerful attack power of the Heaven-Shaking Sword Art in addition to his own powerful combat strength. In the following period of time, he was like a killing maniac, reaping the lives of the surrounding Demons sect warriors.
For cultivators who cultivated the Path of Massacre, it was only through such massacres that they could constantly stimulate their killing instincts and improve their strength.
As the number of Demons sect warriors that Feng Yiming killed increased, his killing intent became more and more intense. The murderous aura around him also gradually thickened.
Although his cultivation did not improve, his combat strength was tempered in the midst of slaughter. In this kind of life and death situation, it was the most effective way to improve one's combat strength.
This time, Feng Yiming killed more than twenty thousand Demons sect warriors before he finally could not hold on and took two more elixirs.
After taking the elixirs for the second time, his battle record improved again. He killed nearly thirty thousand Demons sect warriors before he had no choice but to take the elixirs for the last time.
As for those earth talismans, Feng Yiming did not use a single one from the beginning to the end. This was because he could completely withstand the attacks of the Demons sect warriors by relying on the defense of his murderous aura.
After taking the elixirs for the third time, Feng Yiming killed until the end. Finally, nearly a hundred thousand Demons sect warriors were all killed under his sword. This battle took a full hour.
Because those Demons sect warriors only knew how to attack and were completely unafraid of death, the speed of the battle was still relatively fast. After Feng Yiming killed more than a thousand Demons sect warriors with his last move, the murderous aura around him still did not dissipate.
His killing intent had been completely ignited. After this fierce battle, he seemed to feel the signs of his cultivation improving. After all the Demons sect warriors were killed, he felt a sense of pity and disappointment.
"If only there were more Demons sect warriors. Maybe my cultivation could improve during the battle."
Feng Yiming looked ahead and said with a gloomy expression. His cultivation was about to improve, but the Demons sect warriors were gone. Anyone would be disappointed.
"Haha, could it be that brother Feng hasn't had enough? Your combat strength is really terrifying. As expected of a Swordsman who cultivates the Dao of Slaughter. It really makes me a little envious. "
At this time, Luo Ping landed and stood beside Feng Yiming and said with a sigh.
Previously, he had been paying attention to Feng Yiming's battle. He saw the domineering aura and courage that Feng Yiming displayed in the battle. His unstoppable combat strength was even stronger than when he was in the golden elixir period.
Almost a hundred thousand Demons sect warriors, all of whom were at the Devil Core stage, were easily dealt with by Feng Yiming. This was an eye-opener for Luo Ping.
Hearing Luo Ping's words, Feng Yiming retracted his gaze and looked at Luo Ping. He said: "Luo Ping, you're joking again. With your strength and luck, why do you need to be envious of me? I've always been envious of you."
"Moreover, the reason why this Feng can have today's strength is because of brother Luo's help. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to stand here?"
"However, brother Luo is right about one thing. I really haven't had enough fun because my cultivation is showing signs of a breakthrough. However, these Demons sect warriors are gone. How can I not feel pity?"
"Even so, I still have to thank Luo Ping. If it wasn't for brother Luo, how could this Feng have such an opportunity?"
As someone from the Mortal Domain, Feng Yiming was very clear about Luo Ping's past. Naturally, he knew about the other party's luck and cultivation speed. He had always been amazed and envious of Luo Ping's strength.
In front of Luo Ping, Feng Yiming naturally had nothing to be proud of. Although his combat strength far exceeded his cultivation, it was still not worth mentioning when compared to Luo Ping.
It was also because of Luo Ping that Feng Yiming didn't dare to slack off at all. Luo Ping was his goal, the goal that he wanted to surpass in his heart. It was this firm belief that made him cultivate very hard.
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