Joining Forces to Slay Demons

In terms of agility, Si Ming, who relies on his Profound Armor to fly, is no match for Yao Shuai, Demon Marshal is born with the ability to fly. If the two were chasing each other on the ground, Si Ming Demon Marshal using various obstacles. However, they are currently in the open sky with no obstacles to use. In addition, the distance between them is still very far, so various dodging techniques are not very useful. Even if Demon Marshal makes a ninety-degree turn, Si Ming only needs to make a slight adjustment to his angle.

At this point, the best escape technique is to run in a straight line in the opposite direction. Other methods will only accelerate and shorten the distance between each other. The Demon Marshal obviously understood this, so he did not do anything unnecessary. He simply flew backward and commanded various Demon Beast to block him one after another.

Unlike Demon General, Demon Beast lack intelligence and cannot disobey orders from their superiors. Even knowing they will meet a fate of being like moths to a flame, they still swarm towards Si Ming.

Si Ming didn't care. He brandished the Demon-Slaying Astral Saber, cutting a path through the Demon Beast army as if chopping melons and vegetables. With a single slash, the blade's energy stretched for ten feet, leaving a crimson mark in the night sky.

Moreover, he gradually discovered that the Demon-Slaying Astral Saber, a long-handled broadsword, was very handy on the battlefield and was best suited for charging into enemy lines. It was heavy and sharp, and with a single slash, its weight of over a ton combined with its high speed would cut even an opponent wearing ten centimeters of heavy armor in two.

In addition, among the various miscellaneous martial arts that Si Ming had learned in the past, there was a "Spring and Autumn Saber Art" that corresponded perfectly to this kind of long-handled broadsword. At first, he was quite unfamiliar with it, but as his memories gradually surfaced, he became more and more proficient with it, and soon he could wield the broadsword as lightly as a willow leaf blade.

At this moment, he experienced the unparalleled thrill of mowing the grass. There was no skill involved, but there was a sense of exhilarating satisfaction, as if he had released all the pressure in his heart.

Si Ming quickly closed the distance between himself and the Demon Marshal. A moment later, with his eyesight, he could clearly see the other's panicked face. So he Demon-Slaying Astral Saber, gathered his True Qi into a forty-meter-long blade, and prepared to slash down.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the panicked expression on the Demon Marshal's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of "you've been tricked." The fine lines on his forehead suddenly opened, turning into angry, wide-open eyes that shot out Hundred-Eyed Divine Light. At the same time, he circulated his palms, and his Yao Qi surged, with a huge tortoise shadow appearing behind him.

"Dragon Turtle Shatters a Thousand Waves!"

Clearly, this was a carefully orchestrated scheme by the Demon Marshal to turn the tide and defeat his opponent. He deliberately feigned weakness to lure his opponent into a false sense of security, then used the Hundred-Eyed Divine Light at a crucial moment to destroy the opponent's will, forcing them to reveal a weakness, and finally used his strongest move to severely injure and defeat them.

However, Si Ming had planned ahead of him, planting the seeds of feigning weakness beforehand. Since he had already experienced the impact of the Hundred-Eyed Divine Light, he naturally could not be unprepared. He secretly mobilized his Soul Essence and activated the Divine Firmament Soul Body, densely spreading Yin-Yang Illusory Lightning in his sea of consciousness to protect his divine soul.

When the Hundred-Eyed Divine Light shone directly on him, Si Ming still inevitably felt intense mental pain and a splitting headache. However, because he had been mentally prepared, the pain did not cause him to lose consciousness and remained within a tolerable range. He then forcefully activated his Cultivation Body, and the same giant tortoise phantom appeared behind him.

"Dragon Turtle Shatters a Thousand Waves!"

Si Ming had also practiced the "Sea-Upholding Demon Dragon Art Cultivation Method," and immediately retaliated with the same ultimate move. The two turtles collided, and ripples spread in the void. Both of them paused for a moment. The Demon Marshal groaned and spat out blood from his nose. He was slightly at a disadvantage, but he was still able to hold on.

But then, a crimson blade of light appeared. This blade was both swift and fast, and the space itself seemed to shrink to its limit under its touch. Just a moment ago, it was more than three zhang away, but the next moment it was right in front of him, completely piercing into the Demon Marshal's body.

The giant tortoise's phantom image dissipated, and the two stood facing each other, unmoved as mountains.

The Demon Marshal slowly spoke, praising, "A fine blade!"

Si Ming smiled and said, "It's alright."

"But it's too late. Our race has launched a full-scale offensive, with millions of Demon Beast attacking all the coastlines. I am leading only a tiny, insignificant army among them. Humanity will eventually perish. Even if you manage to break through, you will only be jumping from one hell to another."

"That's none of your concern. If you hadn't been thinking of turning the tables, I would have had a hard time killing you. Unfortunately, you were too clever for your own good and ended up losing your life."

As a Spirit Transformation level expert, if the opponent uses his flight advantage to keep changing direction after closing the distance and harasses him with the Hundred-Eyed Divine Light from time to time, Si Ming really has no way to deal with him.

The Demon Marshal paused for a moment, then revealed a cold smile and said, "Let me tell you one last thing: I don't care whether you can break through or not. The one who has designs on you is a Human Race, and he's probably already turned on your companions, hahaha..."

Accompanied by a laugh filled with Curse, streaks of light shot out from the Demon Marshal's body, then exploded into countless pieces of flesh, scattering into the sea.

After the Demon Marshal's death, it was obvious that all the Demon Beast had lost control and their actions were no longer purposeful.

"So, the Human Race who cooperate with the Demon Race are indeed the Remote Heaven Society?"

Si Ming frowned, disregarding the need to kill the other Demon General, and hurriedly activated his Profound Armor to fly towards his companions' location.

Upon reaching the shore, Gaoyang Wuji and his companions were unsurprisingly intercepted by Demon Beast. Moreover, the intensity of the interception far exceeded their expectations, as if the beasts had anticipated their arrival and laid an ambush beforehand.

One after another, the Demon Beast charged forward fearlessly, and their numbers were increasing. If someone were looking down from the air, they could see the Demon Beast gathering towards the group.

"There are way too many of them. It's like disturbing an anthill."

Ying Zhou brandished his Conquest Demon Saber and slashed across the sky, silently shattering the arm of a mantis demon. Its body was also severed at the waist like the weapon, the wound smooth as a mirror, blood gushing out like a spring.

Caught off guard, a patterned spider demon following closely behind was splattered with blood. Before it could wipe it away, five fingers plunged into its head, and five beams of Dou Qi shot out silently, tearing apart its eardrums, brain matter, and half of its face.

At this moment, a giant ant flapped its wings and pounced on Murong Wu, who was carrying Xia Guanxue. Ying Zhou flicked his wrist, and the blade suddenly turned back, winding like the Yellow River. The blade energy was condensed and did not dissipate. It lightly grazed the giant ant's head and easily cut it open. The huge body lost its control and fell to the ground.

However, without a chance to catch their breath, twelve giant ants immediately attacked in a coordinated attack.

With a slight sway, Ying Zhou's tall and slender body transformed into a stream of light, and the demonic blade in his hand also transformed into a stream of light. The two streams of light merged together, drawing an arc around the outer edge, and then unfolded all twelve giant ants. One by one, their terrifying heads flew high into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

With the nearby Demon Beast cleared out, Ying Zhou could finally breathe a sigh of relief. To be honest, these low-level Demon Beast posed no threat to him. Perhaps ordinary people would be in danger if they encountered them, but for a master like him, with a sharp demonic blade, killing them would be too easy. The biggest difficulty was protecting Murong Wu.

He glanced at Xia Guanxue on Murong Wu's back, pursed his lips, and said, "This guy is sleeping soundly."

Before he could continue his sarcasm, a startled cry suddenly came from not far away, "Junior Sister!"

Following the sound, Ying Zhou saw the pair of senior and junior disciples he had fought before. One of them, a woman Lü Mo, had her legs entangled in spider silk and was being forcibly dragged away. The other man, Yuan Liang, tried to save her but was entangled by wasps that were half his height and could not escape. He could only shout for help.

In this situation, everyone was struggling to survive, let alone save others. Besides, Yu Shuying had told everyone beforehand that they couldn't sacrifice the greater good for the sake of saving one person. They were prepared to be abandoned if they slowed down the entire team by becoming a burden.

Ying Zhou frowned, glanced at Murong Wu behind him, but ultimately did not make a move.

"Let's go save her. She's very close to us; there's still time to save her," Murong Wu said decisively.

"But..."

"Don't worry about me. I can protect myself for the time being, so there's no need to fret."

He heard the woman's cries for help again. Ying Zhou clicked his tongue in annoyance, threw down a sentence, "I'll be right back," and rushed out with his sword.

He is no longer the "cat abuser" he once was.

Chapter 672 Joining Forces to Slay Demons

Ying Zhou swung his sword in mid-air, the sword energy swirling out and severing the spider silk. However, most of Lü Mo's body was bound, like a mummy. Not only were her legs unable to move, but her arms were also bound to her sides, making it difficult for her to move. Her Void Sword Qi, which she was skilled in, could not bend, so she could not break free.

Ying Zhou's fighting style was rough and he was used to large-scale, fierce attacks. He rarely pursued precise control and was not confident that he could cut the spider silk on Lü Mo's body with his sword energy without hurting her. He could only continue to charge forward.