The indescribable Taoist Lord

To him, the group of demons were in a still state, ready to be slaughtered. Zhang Qinghe did not control the sword in his hand, but he and the sword were in harmony, constantly chopping off the torsos and tissues of these demons.

He jumped among the demons, the sky was slippery, and the sword light in his hand was already so fast that it could be called the fastest in the world.

One sword can cut off the horns of a group of dragons, and one sword can cut off the wings of a phoenix.

If the formation is used as a chopping block, the Demon King can also be compared to a lamb!

From everyone's perspective, after the afterimage dissipated, everyone could only see a plain rainbow quickly intertwined with the group of demons. When they came back to their senses, the rainbow jumped out in the distance, and Zhang Qinghe had turned his back to the figures. The demon king of the cave.

No one knows what happened. It seems that there has been a fierce confrontation in the void just now. Judging from Zhang Qinghe's posture alone, it may have been several rounds.

However, some veterans began to worry. They still had less fighting experience and lacked experience and lessons. Even if they were in a crushing state and turned into a saint with the help of the Star Array, after a confrontation, they treated the monsters in the cave with such contempt. , in the end, he is still reckless and immature.

In Shiwandashan, never leave your back to these demon cubs.

It seems that their young marshal still lacks training.

Yan Xi's eyes were calm. He knew that Zhang Qinghe never did anything he was unsure of. After all, he had been greeted by hundreds of detonating talismans.

Precisely at this moment... the surviving soldier outside Zhen'an City, looking up at the young Taoist priest, felt a sticky rain falling from the sky as heavy as a thousand uniforms, and then the bloody armor was covered by those sticky and dense rains. The heavy rain corroded a burst of smoke...

They are familiar with it better than anyone else. This is the blood of high-level monsters - the blood of monsters is mixed with the soul, so the physical body is naturally powerful.

So to say……

There were those who couldn't restrain themselves and couldn't help but look up at the sky. Most of the demon kings in the cave had already stopped their movements, and their expressions no longer had the heart-piercing contempt and indifference, only dullness remained.

It was real, neither frightened by anything nor manipulated by evil things, it just represented the despairing silence of death.

"Pap..."

"Pap..."

The blood seemed to have only been dropped a few tentatively before. Elsewhere in the Shiwan Mountain without the protection of the Star God Formation, the blood of the Cave Demon King smashed into deep pits in the earth and rocks and then disappeared without a trace.

Then the sounds crackled together, covering up other sounds in the world——

It was at this moment that the sword light continued to shine on the corpses of the demon kings of the Hundong Cave, and the sound of heavy objects falling from the sky to the ground continued to be heard. If you look closely, you will find that they were chipped away piece by piece. Neat body parts.

The Hundong Demon King, who was still dominating just now, turned into flesh and blood all over the ground in an instant.

The vitality of the human body in the Hundong Realm is extremely strong. Although it is not like a saint who can be reborn with a drop of blood, the corpses on the ground are still struggling to squirm, looking for similar people who can piece themselves together.

However, there were also slightly mutated tissues and fingers, which had already been chopped into ashes by the iron sword.

Once some of the demon kings were cut down, the rest immediately began to flee under the light of Zhang Qinghe's sword. Their souls were not completely devoured by evil things. If they did not escape under the current circumstances, wouldn't they be like these fellow clan members? Lost your life in the hands of a young man?

"The saint... is so terrifying?!"

This is a common question in the minds of many people who have never seen the power of a saint.

"Saints are extraordinary and transcendent, and are naturally above all mundane things. Even if Zhang Shaolang is a pseudo-sage standing up at the moment, his understanding of the great road and his understanding of fighting are completely different from that of a true saint. Don't.

But...killing Hundong is just like chopping melons and vegetables. "

Yan Xi was in a good mood when he saw this situation, and he actually responded to someone's question in a good voice.

"In the past ten years, no demon king has appeared outside the Shiwan Mountain. This is the only tacit understanding between us and the demons.

And the cornerstone of this tacit understanding is... once a demon king approaches Zhen'an, the prince can kill him like a pig or dog. "

Moreover, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the demons of the upper three realms far outnumber the blood-clothed army, but the blood-clothed army still persisted for thousands of years, which is enough to illustrate the weight of a saint.

But even so, Zhang Qinghe was still immature and could not compare with Li Tuizhi, so he could not stop worrying, but the current situation showed that his worries were unnecessary.

Zhang Qinghe told him with practical actions that a saint is a saint after all, even if he is on the base, he is still a saint!

Even if a strong man only has the intelligence of a three-year-old child, it is easy to kill a bed bug!

Zhang Qinghe looked at the corpses and ashes on the ground and took a long breath, but his figure did not fall from the void.

On the contrary, seeing that there was no threat from the Demon King outside, and the blood-clothed army monks whose cultivation had been blessed to the top of Dongxu, cleared away the remnants in the city, they headed towards Lingxiu and the dead soldiers in the blood-clothed army.

The first to arrive was Yan Xi, and several other generals who looked similar to Yan Xi in their attire. Then came Guo Sicheng Huzi and other captains.

Zhang Qinghe took another look at Guo Sicheng, and he felt strange about this man.

"Hey, General Yan, how are you?"

Zhang Qinghe said casually, he was very happy to see Yan Xi safe and well.

Under the demon disaster, although he paid little attention to it, half of the monks in Zhen'an City were probably cut off by this blow - there must be some major cultivators above Dongxu.

"I don't dare to take it. I have seen the young marshal in such a humble position!"

"I've met the young commander!"

Yan Xi performed a military salute, and the generals and captains behind him also moved in unison.

"Hey, I'm afraid Qinghe doesn't have time to hang out with the adults. Qinghe's time is really limited, so I would like to ask the generals to go back to the city and rest first!"

No, no, no, Yan Xi's mouth twitched, is he going to the battlefield of Lao Nielong and the king deep outside Shiwanda Mountain?

But that is the Great Sage, let alone the Great Sage. With Zhang Qinghe's current strength, which is like a castle in the air, even a saint can suppress him with a flip of his palm...

Now Yan Xi is not sure. Is he too confident? !

"I dare to invite the young commander back to the city to preside over the formation!"

"I dare to invite the young commander back to the city to preside over the formation!"

For a time, there were constant voices of opposition...

"How dare you ask for a humble position... eh... young marshal?!"

Just when everyone was trying to hold back Zhang Qinghe, who seemed too crazy and impulsive, he had already torn the void away far away, leaving only words...

"Everyone, please rest assured. Qinghe will strike with a sword from a distance. This sword was just taught by my husband, and it is very effective -

I have a sword to kill immortals and gods. Let me see if this reptile dies! ! ! "