Outside the Northern Wilderness, there are endless demon mountains.

The demon race lives in groups and lies in the sky and comes out at night, which is exactly the opposite of the human race's habits.

This day, the storm and the murderous intent are changing!

Ye Fantian stood in front, and the eight thousand sword cultivators drew out their sword, wiped them with blood on their foreheads, transformed into a blood blade of revenge, and followed Ye Fantian.

The swords of the eight thousand people seemed to be integrated, and a blood-colored giant sword condensed above their heads!

Without saying a word, move forward step by step.

Click!

Thunder and lightning mixed with heavy rain suddenly landed, silently adding a sharp murderous aura.

"Report! The high priest...is not good, outside the demon mountain, human race is coming!"

When he came back, Xuan Shen Qingkong, who had just adjusted his breathing and stabilized his injuries, was in seclusion. Tian Yao Canye and other demon generals were responsible for sorting out the military affairs. Everyone had to put down their weapons and clear the shadows in their hearts.

Who knew... the human race came to kill?

"What? How many people?"

The high priest Tian Yao Thunder God immediately glared at his blue eyes and asked, "He is the father of Tian Yao Canye. It is precisely because of this that Tian Yao Canye canye gain the trust of Xuan Shen Qingkong."

"There are not many people... only eight thousand swordsmen!" The general of the demon clan led responded with a serious expression.

"Eight thousand people? What a joke? My demon clan has established a foundation here for hundreds of years. Before the Da Shang Dynasty established a dynasty, our ancestors have managed it here. There are as many as one million soldiers who can fight! Who is it, dares to be so arrogant? It is simply humiliating us!" The Heavenly Demon Thunder God immediately said angrily.

"The person in charge is Ye... Ye Fantian!" The demon general in charge in the head said in a trembling voice.

“What…what?”

Click!

Thunder and lightning shine in the sky again!

The rainstorm is coming!

"not good!"

Tian Yao Canye hurriedly held Tian Yao Thunder God's arm with both hands: "Father! Hurry up, organize defense. We must not go out to face the enemy. We can use the strength of the whole clan to release the strongest defense, and there is still a glimmer of life. Otherwise, today will be a disaster for our clan! Please listen to my words, absolutely... we must not go out to fight."

"What a joke! Eight thousand people hit the doorstep. You told me not to go out to fight? There are only eight thousand people!"

The Heavenly Demon Thunder God was furious and directly threw away his son Tian Yao Canye: "I am a half-step demon emperor. I have been immersed in it for a long time. Even if I can't kill Ye Fantian, I don't believe it. I can't kill any of his eight thousand men?"

"That's right, brother, are you killed? Ye Fantian has only eight thousand people, and it's not enough to put a gap in our teeth! With your temperament, you still need to be tempered." The brothers of Tian Yao Canye immediately snorted and looked at Tian Yao Canye with disdain.

"That's right, I cannot be humiliated! Even if Ye Fantian can go back alive, the eight thousand people he brought must be buried here! Our dignity cannot be humiliated!" Seizing the opportunity to belittle the Tian Yao Canye, many people immediately agreed.

"Oh... Canye, I didn't expect that when you came out and came back, your mind was so weak. I was so disappointed with you... I'm so disappointed with you! I'll leave the defense to you."

With a cold snorting, the Heavenly Demon Thunder God immediately pointed his troops away and ordered: "Let the array and welcome the enemy!"

Looking at his father and his brothers, the generals of the demon clan still insisted on fighting. Tian Yao Canye looked complicated and bit his lips tightly. After thinking about it, he still looked at his personal guards with a sad expression: "Organize the strongest defense. If... if my father is defeated, I can continue to protect the entire Northern Wilderness Demon Clan and persist until His Majesty the Demon Emperor and His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince come out of seclusion!"

"Does... General, do you still think we will lose? There are only eight thousand people coming, and we have millions of strong people!" the personal guard beside him asked.

"If it were other people from Da Shang to lead the troops, even... even King Zhou today, let alone 8,000 people, I would not be afraid at all! But when I came... Ye Fantian! Ye Fantian!"

Tian Yao Canye was shocked: "This person who can't see the margins of strength at all is the only existence in the entire wilderness world forever. Believe in me, the organization has the strongest defense! Believe in me, I will never harm the tribe."

"Okay, yes..." A group of subordinates were unwilling to organize the demonic energy defense, but they didn't believe it in their hearts, and they didn't believe it very much about the words of Tian Yao Canye.

Even if you can't beat it in a one-on-one battle, the Heavenly Demon Thunder God brought out hundreds of thousands of troops. This... no matter how you look at it, it will definitely crush you!

In fact, the Heavenly Demon Thunder God also thinks so, even if he launches an offensive order.

Until, he really saw this army, until...it really came into contact!

Buzz...

Behind Ye Fantian, every sword cultivator is at the peak of the sword heart realm.

Most of them are even half a step royal!

"This powerful aura..."

"How could it be?"

"Our soldiers are only at the realm of sword souls, but they are actually a big realm! Everyone has the strength to challenge the title of marquis! Their sword energy quality has the strongest feeling."

"This...there are eight thousand soldiers, but eight thousand princes!"

With just one encounter, tens of thousands of demon soldiers were crippled, and the demon formation he set up was completely defeated. Ye Fantian's eight thousand sword cultivators, like eight thousand ancient beasts, rushed into the flock!

Every time you open the sword, you can harvest tens of thousands of heads!

"ah……"

"No……"

"High Priest, we can't stop it..."

With the first wave of attacks, a total of 100,000 demon soldiers were slaughtered in a blink of an eye. The remaining hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers were also being harvested quickly!

And this... took less than ten moments!

All the demon kings and demon generals, including the Heavenly Demon Thunder God, were shocked!

"It's only three days. Three days ago, these people were just the cultivation level of the sword soul realm, but now... how did Ye Fantian do it?"

call……

The Heavenly Demon Thunder God was shocked on the spot and didn't even know what to do. So far, before Ye Fantian took action, they were about to collapse the entire army.

"Great Saint, hurry up... withdraw your troops!" The ten demon kings could not have the courage to fight and shouted hurriedly.

"Father, I don't believe it. They are like gods. A big battle just now will definitely be consumed. Let me kill them!" Now I go back, I really have no face. I used to ridicule the weakness of the Heavenly Demon Canye. Now I have gone back before, so why are you willing to go back before you take action?

The sons of the Heavenly Demon Thunder God shouted loudly, and immediately flew into the sky and attacked the eight thousand sword cultivators under Ye Fantian.

They are the real demon king's strength, and they will never be able to kill Ye Fantian's men. The Heavenly Demon Thunder God also thinks so, but who knows...

The reality... is so cruel!

The eight thousand sword cultivators were as complete as one, and the sword force squirted, and one move to the whole body. The attack at the demon king level was like thunder and anger spurting into the abyss, disappearing without a trace in an instant, puff puff puff puff puff...

The sword energy counterattacked, and the clone was on the spot in an instant!

"Sad...my son!"

All the sons died tragically, and their hearts were so painful that they were heartbroken. The Heavenly Demon Thunder God came to his senses and looked at the hundreds of thousands of demon clans on the battlefield, more than 200,000 were killed and more than 100,000 were injured. In just one encounter, more than half of them were killed or injured. It can be called the most tragic war in the history of the wilderness world. No, it was a one-sided massacre.

"Retreat...retreat! Retreat quickly!" The Heavenly Demon Thunder God could only shout with great sorrow, and even his son's body was too late to clean up!

Hundreds of thousands of troops fled back with great pride. Seeing this, Tian Yao Canye hurriedly ordered, his silver teeth were broken and he screamed: "Stop them! You must not open the defense! Don't put any of them in!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!