Demon Suppression Division base camp, Azure Cloud Mountains deep.
This hidden place that was once protected by a natural maze and looked like a paradise has now become a scorched earth, as if Shura Purgatory has descended on the world.
The mountain-protecting formation has been bombarded Pulverization long ago, and the mountains and plains are covered with burning flames of war and ruins. Half of the once majestic hall collapsed, leaving only a solitary stone pillar pointing to the sky.
In the sky, there are tens of thousands of soldiers wearing silver standard armor floating densely. Each of them has the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm, holding a long gun, and has cold eyes.
These 30,000 people formed a huge "Heaven-and-Earth Net Grand Formation", and their auras were connected together, like a silver ancient sacred mountain, pressing hard on the hearts of all survivors, making it difficult to even breathe.
This is the most elite unit of Immortal Court - Silver-Armored Imperial Guard! The butcher knife in the hands of Immortal Emperor!
And on the ground.
Thousands of Demon Suppression Division's remnants are being compressed into a narrow corner of a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.
Most of them were injured, some were missing arms and legs, and some were covered in blood. The weapons in their hands were all cut off, but they still held them tightly, with despair and unyielding in their eyes.
Liu Ming At this time, one of his left arms was broken, and half of his body was stained with blood. However, he did not bandage it, but simply tapped a few acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. He leaned back against a huge piece of gravel, breathing heavily, and looked at the sky with gray eyes.
Around him were the few remaining old elders of Demon Suppression Division, all of whom were languid and exhausted.
"Deputy Chief... we... really can't hold on any longer."
An old man smiled miserably and wiped the blood mixed with mud on his face, "That Zhao Wuji didn't even think about killing us all at once. He was playing cat and mouse. He was using our lives to force the young master to show up."
In the sky, a huge luxurious throne made of pure gold was suspended at the front of the array.
A man wearing golden armor, with a sinister face and eyes like poisonous snakes, was leaning lazily on the throne. In his hand was a glass of wine as scarlet as blood, which was brewed with the blood of high-level monsters.
Late Golden Immortal Stage, leader Zhao Wuji.
He looked down at the miserable situation below, like looking at a group of livestock waiting to be slaughtered, his eyes full of jest and arrogance.
"It's quarter of an hour."
Zhao Wuji spoke calmly, and the voice was amplified by the immortal essence. It spread like rolling thunder throughout the entire venue, causing many seriously injured people to vomit blood again.
"That Lin Feng, hasn't it come yet?"
"It seems that the so-called Young Master Demon Suppression Division is nothing but a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death. You idiots, you actually want to be loyal to such a person?"
He pointed at a group of severely injured people who could not move at the front of the crowd.
"Since he doesn't come, the game continues."
"Kill those 100 people in the front row. Add some red below."
"Yes!"
A group of Silver-Armored Imperial Guard raised their spears with expressionless faces, and the fairy light gathered on the tip of the spear, and they were about to drop the butcher knife on the group of wounded people below who were unable to resist!
"Stop!!!"
Liu Ming's eyes were splitting, and he struggled to stand up, but fell down again due to excessive blood loss, "Zhao Wuji! Come to me if you have the guts! What's the point of bullying the wounded!!"
Zhao Wuji sneered, not even bothering to look at him, and just waved lightly.
Seeing that the gunfire that filled the sky was about to fall, it would chop those one hundred comrades into sieves.
Just then.
Rumble--!!!!
A deafening sonic boom suddenly came from the distant sky! The sound even drowned out the shouts of killing on the battlefield!
The speed was so fast that even before the sound could be heard, the person had already arrived!
A black stream of light, like a black meteorite falling from the sky, with the momentum of destroying everything, crashed into the group of silver-armored soldiers who were preparing for execution!
Bang!!
A huge shock wave erupted instantly, setting off a wave of dust hundreds of meters high!
The dozens of silver-armored soldiers who had not yet reacted did not even scream, but were directly knocked into a ball of blood mist by this terrifying kinetic energy!
The smoke and dust dispersed.
A man wearing a tattered black robe and holding an ordinary fine iron long sword (the original Killing Blade was broken, which he randomly picked up from a dead Rogue Cultivator on the road) stood in front of Liu Ming and others.
His back was turned to everyone, his long hair was dancing wildly, and his posture was as straight as a pine, like an insurmountable natural chasm.
"Lin... Brother Lin?!"
Liu Ming's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and tears burst out of his eyes instantly, "You... you are really here?! Why are you so stupid! This is a trap!!"
Lin Feng did not look back, but said lightly, the voice was not loud, but it made everyone feel at ease:
"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."
Then, he raised his head and stared directly at Zhao Wuji in the air with his cold eyes.
Their eyes met, sparks flying.
Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, put down his wine glass, and looked at the young man for the first time. "Are you Lin Feng? How dare you come to die? You are a bit brave."
"However, you are just a Early Heavenly Immortal Stage, facing my thirty thousand well-trained guards, plus this Late Golden Immortal Stage..."
"What are you going to fight with me for? With that iron-breaking sword in your hand?"
Zhao Wuji waved his hand with murderous intent. "The whole army obeys the order! Form a formation! Don't hold back, chop him into mincemeat for me! I will use his skull as a wine glass!"
"Kill!!"
Thirty thousand Imperial Guards roared in unison, and the sound of killing shook the heaven and the earth.
Countless splendid magical arts and magic weapons converged into a colorful torrent of destruction, overwhelmingly hitting Lin Feng! This scene was enough to make any Golden Immortal feel desperate, and even Great Firmament Golden Immortal had to avoid the edge for a while.
But Lin Feng just gently lifted the iron sword in his hand.
He looked at the attacks all over the sky, with a trace of extremely contemptuous ridicule on his lips.
"What can I fight with you for?"
"Just take this."
The next second, Lin Feng thought silently in his heart.
[Ding! Consume Crit Points 100 billion! Open 'Heavenly Immortal Domain·Invincible Edition (limited time for quarter of an hour)'!]
Buzz!
With Lin Feng as the center, the surrounding area instantly turned into a gray-white world.
In this world, all colors have disappeared and all sounds have disappeared.
The overwhelming torrent of magic seemed to be trapped in sticky amber the moment it entered this area, slowing down thousands of times, and finally... stood strangely still in mid-air.
"Wha... what?!"
Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up from the throne, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his eyes almost popped out, "Field?! Substantial realm?! How is this possible! That is a method that only Immortal King can master! How can you, Heavenly Immortal, have it!!"
Lin Feng ignored his shock and didn't even look at him.
He moved.
Taking one step forward, the figure disappeared like a ghost.
When he reappeared, he was already in the silver armor formation in mid-air.
Brush!
A sword was swung out.
An ordinary sword that didn't even bring out any Sword Qi.
But with the blessing of the terrifying Dao Realm, this sword is the death sickle of Harvest life.
Puff puff puff puff puff!
Hundreds of silver-armored soldiers in a straight line, together with the sturdy top-grade defensive armor on their bodies, and even the weapons in their hands, were neatly broken into two pieces, like paper.
Blood fell like rain.
[Ding! Kill True Immortal x500! Crit Multiplier 30,000 times! Get Crit Points...]
The system's notification sounds were blasting across the screen like crazy, but Lin Feng turned a deaf ear to it.
He was like a killing machine with no emotion, rushing into the flock.
One sword, breaking the formation!
Two swords, kill thousands of people!
Three swords, a river of blood!
The Imperial Guards, who were usually aloof and regarded human life as nothing, were ridiculously fragile in front of him at this moment. Fear spread throughout the army like a plague at this moment.
"The devil... he is the devil!!"
"This is impossible! Why did my defensive magic weapon break like tofu!"
"Commander, help us! We can't stop it! We can't stop it at all!"
Zhao Wuji Watching his elite troops being Harvest like wheat, his heart was bleeding and he was filled with unprecedented fear.
What the hell is this Heavenly Immortal?!
Whose Heavenly Immortal kills True Immortal like killing a chicken?
This is a joke!
"You bastard! You are pretending to be a god! I will kill you myself!"
Zhao Wuji knew that he could not wait any longer. If he waited any longer, his military morale would be gone. He roared angrily and pulled out a golden double-edged battle axe. Late Golden Immortal Stage's pressure exploded, and his whole body turned into a golden meteor and struck Lin Feng on the head!
"Die to me!!"
This ax contains the perfect state of Yang Metal Law. It is so sharp that it can split a mountain range.
Faced with this blow, Lin Feng finally stopped killing the soldiers.
He raised his head and looked at Zhao Wuji, who was charging down fiercely. His eyes were still terrifyingly calm.
The ordinary iron sword with a curled blade in his hand was gently raised.
"Are you worthy?"
"Immortal-Slaying Sword Art"--The first type·One Sword Separates Worlds!
Clang!
A sword light as thin as a hair and as black as ink flowed upstream.
It does not have a huge momentum, but it contains the laws that cut through all things.
It cut through the terrifying axe, the Supreme-Grade Immortal Artifact battle axe, and the Golden Immortal body-protecting immortal ax that Zhao Wuji was proud of.
Finally.
From the center of Zhao Wuji's eyebrows, it passes through.
Zhao Wuji's figure froze in mid-air, maintaining a chopping posture, and the ferocious expression on his face froze.
He lowered his head and looked at the battle ax with only half left in his hand, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion.
"Good... fast... sword..."
"This... is... the Tao..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji's body exploded, turning into a rain of blood, and his soul was wiped out!
Late Golden Immortal Stage, kill instantly with one sword!
The whole place was dead silent.
The more than 20,000 remaining Imperial Guards, seeing their commander die suddenly, were so frightened that their weapons fell to the ground with a clang.
"Run!!!"
I don't know who shouted, and the 20,000-strong army was like a general amnesty. They pissed themselves off, cried for their fathers and screamed for their mothers, and fled in all directions, not even daring to look back.
Lin Feng did not pursue.
He turned around and slowly fell from the air.
In the mountain of corpses Blood Sea on the ground, in the rain of blood flying in the sky, he walked step by step towards Liu Ming and others who were completely dumbfounded.
That back figure looks like a god or a devil.