Be it the human cultivators, the three black-robed cultivators, and the dozens of monsters, none of them have yet reacted to what is happening.
After piercing through the heads of two seventh-grade monsters in succession, the red sword light finally weakened and swayed gently in the air.
"This should be a flying sword, right?" The Lord of Jianping City was a little hesitant.
It does look like a sword cultivator's flying sword.
There was no way he could admit his mistake.
The question is, where is the swordsman who sent out the flying sword?
Why can I only hear the sword but not see the person?
Those monsters and the three black-robed demon cultivators, including the black-robed leader hiding in the dark, were also thinking about this question.
They released their spiritual sense and tried to find the owner of the flying sword.
But nothing was found.
Unable to find the sword cultivator who sent out the flying sword, they were frozen in place for a moment, not knowing what to do.
Even though the demons could clearly sense that the fluctuations on the flying sword had weakened a lot and no longer had that terrifying killing power, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Don't attack the city for now, self-preservation comes first!" a black-robed monk shouted.
If you don't understand the situation, it's better to be cautious.
Just at this moment, the battlefield, which had calmed down a little, finally saw unusual movements again.
In the distant sky, in the darkness, two lightning-like lights streaked across the sky one after another, heading straight for Jianping City.
The lightning in front was an icy blue color, striking straight into the group of monsters.
The remaining thirty-five monsters saw a bolt of lightning as bright as an ice crystal striking them in an instant, leaving them with nowhere to hide, and they all let out angry roars.
No, that was not lightning, but sword light.
When the lightning finally approached, the Lord of Jianping City and the black-robed monk reacted at the same time.
In the void, a cold blue sword light flashed, blood suddenly appeared, and a seventh-grade early stage demon beast fell from the air...
Afterwards, Jian Gong's dark blue sword light merged with the fiery red sword light still circling in the air, releasing a sharp sword intent.
It's not over yet.
The lightning behind, which was much slower, finally reached the center of the battlefield.
A cold voice rang out, "Three!"
Then the lightning stopped.
Two figures emerged from it, releasing a powerful aura.
Those were two men.
It was the patrolling monks Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan who came to support at high speed.
The so-called lightning is actually the escape light transformed by Lu Qingshan's escape technique.
“That’s…” The three black-robed monks and the black-robed leader who was observing the situation in secret were all shocked when they saw this scene, “A human monk?!”
They had just started attacking Jianping City, how come monks arrived to support them?
Before taking action, they clearly confirmed that there was nothing unusual nearby.
"It's the patrolling monks, the patrolling monks are here!" The Lord of Jianping City, who was covered by the formation, was delighted.
Lu Qingshan, who had just rushed to Jianping City from Langwei City in mid-air, glanced down and immediately discovered that Jianping City was facing a desperate situation.
If he had arrived a few moments later, the formation would have been broken and Jianping City would have been massacred.
"Thirty-four seventh-grade monsters? What a big scene!" His heart suddenly turned cold, and he drew his sword again without hesitation.
Boom boom boom!
The circling Dragon Bird and Wangchuan shot out again in succession.
The sword intent in the two sword lights was so sharp that it distorted the void.
The two early seventh-grade monsters tried to dodge the flying sword, but they were ultimately no match for its extreme speed and could only take it head-on.
Fortunately, they had received orders to protect themselves first, so they took a defensive stance in advance, so they should be fine.
As soon as this thought flashed through the minds of the two monsters, an indescribable pain came.
They lowered their heads in a daze, only to see that their huge bodies were actually split into two halves by the frost lines formed by the two flying swords!
"Woo!" The two monsters let out a wail at the same time, and their bodies, split into two halves, fell directly from the air, and blood fell like rain.
"Too fast, too powerful!" The black-robed leader, who had not yet appeared, was originally preparing to observe the situation to decide whether to take action, but was suddenly horrified when he saw this scene.
"Just one strike of the flying sword instantly killed two early seventh-grade beast pets?" He couldn't believe it.
But this is just the beginning.
There were two people coming.
In addition to the sword cultivator, there is also a magic cultivator.
Seeing Lu Qingshan kill two monsters again, Mo Yan no longer hesitated, formed a hand seal, and launched an attack.
The next moment, emerald green flames suddenly rose above his body, surrounding him like a streak of silk.
At the same time, from Mo Yan's fingertips, a spiral of fire shot out towards a seventh-stage mid-stage scorpion monster, and the hot wind was filled with an oppressive aura.
The temperature rose suddenly along the path of the flame, and even the space around the flame seemed to be slightly distorted.
The emerald green flame rose up and suddenly split into three balls in the air.
Three balls of flame swelled up against the wind and quickly transformed into three fire birds, with vibrating flaming wings and sharp beaks. Then they soared out and attacked the scorpion monster with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, three firebirds appeared about ten feet away from the scorpion monster.
The scorpion demon quickly swung its scorpion tail behind it, and a circle of green miasma was released from it, forming a circle of green cover that emerged strangely.
Mo Yan just snorted coldly when he saw this scene, and the seal in his hand changed slightly.
As his hand seals changed, the three firebirds suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, flapped their wings fiercely, and dense green fire feathers shot out, finally covering the sky and shooting towards the scorpion monster.
The fire feathers tore through the air, making a humming sound, and the scorching temperature made people feel uncomfortable all over.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Fire feathers fell from the sky and landed in the cover formed by the scorpion monster's green miasma. The miasma suddenly decomposed quietly as if it was evaporated, and finally turned into nothingness and disappeared.
However, the fire feathers continued to pour down like a rainstorm, with no end in sight.
Among all things, thunder is the most violent, followed by fire.
But that refers to strange fire.
Once it reaches the level of strange fire, even thunder cannot catch up in terms of destructive power.
Because the strange fire was formed between heaven and earth, it was nurtured by heaven and earth and accumulated over endless years, and it possesses the power to destroy the world.
Bang!
After burning the green miasma completely, the fire feather finally shot straight onto the body of the scorpion monster.
"Roar!" A shrill howl rang out.
The scorpion demon felt a suffocating pain coming from its body. It endured the piercing pain and looked down, only to find that its body was already covered with scars.
The terrifying fire feathers left dense scars on its body. What was even more terrifying was that there were still residual hot flames at the wound sites, which continued to burn. The burning and stinging sensation almost drove it crazy.
"Six!" At this time, an extremely familiar voice sounded in its ears.
Then, a turquoise light appeared in its brown-green eyes.
But that was not fire, but sword light.
...Sword light?!
The scorpion demon shuddered all over and a chill rose in his heart.
But it was too late to react now.
The sword flashed, and the true meaning of annihilation grew and exploded. A ball of blood burst out, helping the scorpion monster end the pain that made it crazy.
"Brother Qingshan, you are trying to steal the head!" A slightly unhappy voice sounded.
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingshan glanced sideways and saw that the green flames on the scorpion monster's flesh wounds did not disappear with its death, but burned more and more intensely.
In a very short time, the flames burned all the blood in the scorpion monster's body - even without Lu Qingshan's finishing blow, the scorpion monster was destined to die.
He looked at the green flame with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and murmured with interest: "Another new strange fire..."
The strange fire that devours blood...
Mo Yan's methods have become much more diverse compared to the last time they met.
…
Mo Yan was just making a casual complaint.
The head is only meaningful to Lu Qingshan.
Mo Yan made a seal with his hands again, and two flames of different colors and auras rose from his left and right hands respectively.
Lu Qingshan has four natal swords, while Mo Yan possesses far more than four strange fires, enough to deal with a variety of different situations.
The next moment.
Although the two did not communicate at all, they attacked at the same time as if they had telepathy.
In an instant, three sword lights of different colors and several completely different strange fires appeared in the sky.
Thunder and fire roared.
Wherever the flames and sword light passed, blood-red fireworks bloomed.
The combination of monks often does not produce the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
To achieve this effect, it is necessary to consider the characteristics of each school of thought and whether the two can work well together. This is an extremely complex project.
In most cases, only fellow disciples or Taoist companions who spend all day together can combine to produce an effect greater than two.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan are obviously neither of the above two situations.
But they can still achieve extremely perfect cooperation.
This is because they belong to the extremely rare third case.
——The two of them have extremely keen insight, extremely sharp judgment and extremely accurate reaction to various situations in battle.
In other words, both of them are core figures capable of supporting a small team. They have strong control capabilities and know what to do at what time and under what circumstances.
Such excellent fighting qualities combined with the two people's outstanding combat power, the overall combat power they exert is terrifyingly strong.
The combination of the two of them is no longer two, but three, four, or even five.
In the current environment, the most suitable way to fight is to explode, explode, and explode again unscrupulously!
Kill the enemy as soon as possible before they can recover.
There is no need to say much about the sharpness of Lu Qingshan's flying sword, and the power of Mo Yan's strange fire should not be underestimated.
Both of them are rare and violent creatures, and their destructive power when combined can be imagined.
Moreover, Mo Yan's strange fire has many varieties and their properties are equally diverse.
He was always able to cooperate with Lu Qingshan's flying sword and unleash strange fire with suitable attributes.
For example, when Lu Qingshan sent out the Dragon Bird to attack a pangolin monster with a hard shell first, Mo Yan would add a ray of cold spiritual fire in time.
Such sudden heat and cold caused spider-like cracks to appear on the hard shell of even the seventh-grade great demon.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan can kill most of the seventh-grade monsters instantly with just one combined attack.
Of course, it is not so easy for them to kill the monsters that have reached the late seventh level.
But Lu Qingshan never attacks monsters of this level.
In other words, they only pick on the weak and strive to clear the field as quickly as possible.
This is a bit like an adult bullying a child, showing off his power and having no moral integrity.
But war never talks about things like morality.
Lu Qingshan only knew that this method had one advantage - the speed of killing monsters would be unimaginable!
In addition, this method also has an invisible effect, which can bring great confidence and encouragement to friendly forces on the battlefield.
There is nothing more satisfying, more exciting, and more morale-boosting than seeing your own people killing the enemy like chickens and dogs.
At the same time, it can also scare the enemy - seeing their colleagues being slaughtered like cutting melons and vegetables would make anyone lose morale and feel fear.
Therefore, the originally disheartened Lord of Jianping City was now standing on the city wall in high spirits, shouting with great joy and satisfaction.
Of course, that’s all.
He still kept his sanity - the one who was strong was the patrolling monk, and it had nothing to do with him.
So, just be a good actor and play a supporting role from time to time.
On the other side, when the three black-robed monks reacted, the number of monsters killed by Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan had already exceeded twenty, and was still increasing.
Although the two of them killed weak monsters in the early and middle seventh rank, the time they took was still extremely horrifying.
"Surround them, two fists are no match for four hands!" One of the black-robed monks shouted, and led the remaining group of the strongest monsters to launch a counterattack resolutely!
It is a well-known fact that if you run away from a sword cultivator, you will just be used as a target.
Besides, although these two people are extremely powerful, there are only two of them, and they are both sword cultivators and magic cultivators who are as thin as paper. As long as you can meet them, there will be a chance to kill them!
The black-robed monk was extremely calm and made the correct judgment.
So, the remaining dozen or so monsters immediately surrounded them.
Both Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan felt a little pressure.
These remaining monsters are all late-stage seventh-grade monsters that the two of them cannot quickly deal with, and they are very powerful.
Not to mention that the number is not just one or two, but more than ten.
"I'll assist, Brother Qingshan, you attack!" Mo Yan made a quick decision.
In terms of lethality alone, the power of the strange fire that he unleashed with all his strength could indeed compete with Lu Qingshan's swordsmanship.
Mo Yan is a rare mage who can compare with Lu Qingshan in terms of explosiveness.
But the problem is that Lu Qingshan just fired a flying sword casually, so the consumption was not great.
The energy consumption of his strange fire was extremely exaggerated.
After all, the more powerful and violent something is, the greater the price you have to pay to use it.
This is the rule of heaven and cannot be changed.
However, Mo Yan's cultivation has just reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the might of his Yuan Force cannot be compared with Lu Qingshan's Nine Dragon Yuan Meridian.
Therefore, the main attacker can only be Lu Qingshan.
It’s a long story, but it was actually a split-second decision.
Afterwards, the two of them retreated almost at the same time, while Lu Qingshan's flying sword shot forward.
The enemy has too many people, so the best way to deal with it is to make a detour, relying on the speed advantage and fighting and retreating at the same time.
This is commonly known as "flying a kite".
Group fight?
Geniuses who have reached their level must have multiple ways to deal with group fights and will not be afraid.
The attacks from those monsters that were good at long-range attacks were all blocked by Mo Yan who controlled the strange fire.
All Lu Qingshan needs to do is to make full use of his strengths and keep attacking.
I have to say, this feels great.
Every output position is bound to be obsessed with the feeling of wanton output.
Lu Qingshan is no exception.
You know, in previous battles, he had to concentrate and attack and defend at the same time, which was extremely tense and exciting.
Although the feeling of adrenaline rush is not bad, Lu Qingshan also likes the experience of being able to fully output without distraction like now.
After dozens of flying swords attacked back and forth, Lu Qingshan seized the opportunity and superimposed the immortal meaning on the extinction meaning. The Dragon Bird suddenly burst out with unprecedented power and pierced through the forehead of a seventh-grade late-stage demon beast without warning.
Its huge body fell from the sky.
This was the first late seventh-grade monster killed by Lu Qingshan in this battle.
But it definitely won’t be the last.
Lu Qingshan was filled with murderous intent.
However, he also knew that if the enemy was not stupid, he would quickly change his formation.