The Art of the Great Sword

at the same time.

Mingyue City and Chiri City.

The ground in front of the two cities suddenly collapsed, forming a large hole thousands of meters long. A large number of monsters jumped out from it, roaring and rushing towards the city.

In addition, looking into the distance, there is a deafening roar.

Smoke and dust filled the sky, and the earth shook.

When he looked carefully, he discovered that they were demon cavalry lined up in rows. They were riding huge siege beasts and charging towards them. From the looks of it, they seemed to be about to collapse the city.

"Our demon tribe's personal combat power is worse than that of the human race. Their numbers are far inferior to ours. We have been carefully planning this for many years. They can only fight back in embarrassment. How can they stop us?"

Outside Mingyue City, a demon saint looked at the strong human race at the top of the city and sneered.

Beside him, several demon saints showed bloodthirsty looks, their pupils were scarlet.

"rush!"

"Charge into the city wall and kill!"

All the monsters rushed forward fiercely, their pace getting faster and faster, and even the earth could not withstand this terrifying force, and it was in crazy turmoil.

The next moment, there was another loud noise, and a huge demon king appeared. He was more than a hundred meters in size, waving a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapping towards the city.

"Sure enough, you monster clan are still cunning. You know that attacking Tianya City alone will require support from Mingyue City and Chiri City, so you simply attack the three cities together."

"But have you ever heard of a saying that if you take a long step, you will easily lose your temper?"

A figure stood at the top of the city with a smile.

Seeing the huge demon clan's palm coming down, he gently waved the magic sword in his hand, but he didn't see any air waves forming, let alone the sword light. In short, with such a simple wave, the huge demon king's body was divided into two parts. two.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the huge demon king's body fell to the ground and died on the spot.

In fact, some demons were unable to dodge and were directly killed by the demon king.

"Huh? A human saint?"

The demon saint narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Qingyang on the top of the city. "There is no news about you in the previous intelligence. It seems that you are the latest saint to be promoted."

"Yes, I was promoted not long ago."

Fang Qingyang grinned, "Are you the only one of your demon clan who is here to reach the Saint Realm this time? Do you look down on the Mingyue City that I guard?"

"How dare you be so arrogant even in a small holy realm? Where do you get the courage?"

The demon saint's body flew up and headed towards Fang Qingyang.

It was obvious that he was going to fight Fang Qingyang to the death.

As long as the opponent can be defeated, the morale of one's side will suddenly increase a lot. This is the easiest way to increase morale on the battlefield.

"The Little Holy Land is just an appearance."

Fang Qingyang sighed, "What really gives me courage is this sword."

As he spoke, the sword intent spread around him, condensing into a seemingly primitive sword intent that crossed with the Demon Saint.

The demon saint grinned, because he found that the sword strike did not seem to have any impact on him. As expected, he complied with his words. It was better not to show his strength and embarrass himself.

He gathered all the demonic energy in his body again and wanted to kill Fang Qingyang with one move. However, he suddenly found that his body could not exert even half of his strength. He looked down in shock, and he didn't know when there was a sword wound on his chest.

The sword wound was exaggerated, enough to penetrate both the front and back, killing him.

"This...impossible..."

"I am...the Holy Saint..."

The demon saint's voice was hoarse, and he suddenly fell down, making no sound.

Fang Qingyang stood alone on the city wall, with human flags behind him. It looked scary, but in fact there were only flags and no people, which completely created the feeling that there were many people.

Fang Qingyang is the only one guarding Mingyue City.

Unless a few mid-sage monsters arrive, or the Great Sage comes in person, it will be impossible to break through Fang Qingyang's line of defense.

"If there are more demon saints coming, the pressure from other places will be less. But if there are few demon saints coming, they can't break through my defense line. No matter how you calculate it, it's a sure profit."

Fang Qingyang smiled slightly, his eyes becoming brighter.

Finally, the large number of monsters arrived.

"I've been waiting for you...for a long time."

Fang Qingyang formed a seal with one hand, and a fierce sword light burst out from his eyes. In an instant, thousands of magic swords appeared at the same time, stabbing him like raindrops.

The void collapsed, leaving only the sword power of thousands of magic swords that continued to be released. Wherever they passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and even a thick layer of the earth was cut away.

The hundreds of monsters who rushed over were dumbfounded!

When had they ever seen such a battle?

With his own strength, he can wield thousands of swords. What kind of terrifying control does it take to do this? No matter how hard they racked their brains, this group of monsters couldn't figure out when such a saint appeared in the human race.

"Puff puff puff!"

When thousands of magical swords crisscross the battlefield, all that is left is massacre, unilateral massacre, with no other possibility at all.

Even the demon king in the realm of princes cannot withstand the attack of Ten Thousand Sword Art. Only one person dominates the vast world. This sense of domineering shocks the whole world.

A large number of monsters died under the assassination of the magic sword, and there was no possibility of resistance at all.

You said you have many monsters?

Okay, then my magic swords are ten times more than yours.

You can make all kinds of changes as you like and form various formations. Tell me, how do you block it?

After much difficulty, a demon tribe broke through the layers of sword light and reached the top of the city wall. He thought he could finally attack Fang Qingyang, but what greeted him was a sword energy that came in an instant and killed him.

Even if he broke through, it was useless.

This scene brought deep despair to the demon tribe.

The one-sided massacre continued.

Fang Qingyang put his hands behind his back and looked calm. Since he became the sword master, his understanding and control of the sword intent has reached a new level, so he can control a thousand magic swords.

He finally understood why the Ten Thousand Swords Art had to be improved with the improvement of the Great Wilderness Divine Sword Art to control more and more magic swords. Let alone other things, if he was allowed to control thousands of magic swords at once before he was promoted, he would probably die of exhaustion of sword intent and mental power in a few breaths.

If you don't reach that level, you can't do things at that level.

"Puff puff puff!"

With the flashing light, the number of demon tribes is decreasing at a terrifying speed. When the last demon tribe fell, the city was already a river of blood.

Hundreds of demon kings joined forces, and with the help of a demon saint in the middle saint realm, they thought that even if they couldn't conquer Mingyue City, they could at least consume some of the enemy's resources.

Unfortunately, the gap was too big.

None of this group of demons even climbed to the top of the city.

"It seems that brothers from other places will face pressure."

Fang Qingyang murmured to himself. There were too few demons coming to attack Mingyue City. They were mainly testing, and it would be unpleasant if they didn't kill enough.

At this moment, tens of thousands of meters away.

A demon scout was trembling all over. Just now, he witnessed the tragedy in front of Mingyue City with his own eyes.

It took him a long time to stabilize this feeling, and he took out the communication crystal tremblingly, "I... I found Su Luochuan, with sword energy and sword intent. It must be him. He guarded Mingyue City alone and killed all our advance troops. Come, come and kill him..."

When he finished speaking tremblingly, a sword light crossed a distance of ten thousand meters and directly pierced his forehead.

On the top of the city wall, Fang Qingyang retracted the Dragon Emperor Sword and murmured, "There is still a fish that slipped through the net."