Roar!
With one tiger claw severed, the Lesser Demon King immediately let out a grief-stricken roar.
The next instant, he directly transformed into his true form—a black tiger over ten feet long. Compared to the other demons, his body was not especially huge or burly, but it was as hard as steel.
Roaring furiously, he pounced at Chen Xian in a mad frenzy, biting and tearing.
Chen Xian drew his blade and retreated swiftly, pushing the Demon-Slaying Blade Technique to its utmost limit. Blade light packed the air so densely that not even water could seep through.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang...
Chen Xian did not know what rank the Demon-Slaying Blade Technique was, but its power was decent, and he had long since cultivated it to perfection.
Blade after blade struck the Black Tiger Lesser Demon King's body. Before long, his other tiger claw was severed as well.
Blood sprayed out.
The Black Tiger Lesser Demon King's eyes were bloodshot. Roaring in fury, he turned and fled.
With both arms severed, he could not possibly kill the human youth before him.
He could only run for his life.
How could Chen Xian possibly let him escape? He leaped forward, fully activating the Jade Sea Furnace. Origin Power erupted forth and coiled around his long blade.
With the Ox Demon Golden Flame Technique activated, the blade light became ten times sharper in an instant.
Pfft!
A massive head instantly flew up, rolling off into the distance.
Sacrificed the soul of a late-stage Lesser Demon King. Obtained 40,000 Experience Points.
The panel's notification filled Chen Xian with excitement.
The Experience Points from killing a Lesser Demon King were truly plentiful.
The demons still running nearby saw the enormous black tiger head rolling across the blood-muddied ground, and every one of them froze in bewilderment.
"The Little Tiger King is dead!"
A Greater Demon roared, seemingly unsure whether to order the demons to retreat or continue their assault.
"Attack!"
Another Greater Demon roared. The Little Tiger King was dead, but the Black Tiger King was still alive and fighting the human experts. They could not retreat. They could only press onward.
"Kill!"
The demons roared and continued charging toward the western and northern sides of Blood River Forest.
Chen Xian's face turned cold. Watching several hundred demons rush past him, he was anxious, but he still split open the Little Tiger King's chest with a slash and took the fist-sized, blood-drenched demon core.
Rising to his feet, Chen Xian leaped forward and chased after the demons.
Even though half the Origin Qi in his Jade Sea had been depleted and two-thirds of his Origin Power consumed, he would kill these demons one with every slash.
Even Greater Demons could not withstand a single slash from him.
Chen Xian ran like the wind. Fighting on the ground, a straight blade was more effective for killing than a spear. The blade was a little light, but with Origin Qi wrapped around it, cutting down demons below the Demon Man realm was like slicing tofu.
In only a short while, Chen Xian had slain seventy or eighty demons.
The panel notifications flashed without pause.
If he kept killing like this, so long as those three thousand demons did not flee, his Experience Points might reach two hundred thousand.
Very soon, Chen Xian fought his way out of Blood River Forest.
More than three hundred demons had died beneath his blade, yet that was only one-tenth of the three thousand demons.
He leaped up and landed atop a great tree's crown, looking toward Seven Mile Peak. His expression could not help turning grave.
From more than ten miles away, he could only see a cloud of blood mist rising into the air and hear the sounds of brutal slaughter.
The battlefield truly was cruel and merciless!
No matter how strong he was, soldiers would still die beside him on the battlefield.
No one could cover every angle. Even someone as powerful as Pei Menglong was the same. Demon Slayer Soldiers died every day.
"Kill!"
Chen Xian growled. He could no longer hold back the situation tonight. He could only do his utmost to salvage it.
He immediately charged into the demon horde, hacking and killing his way toward Seven Mile Peak.
At the foot of Seven Mile Peak.
The battle was incomparably brutal.
Demon corpses carpeted the ground, while the Cook Soldiers' bodies lay scattered in every direction.
"Brother Ding, retreat!"
Wang Yan had been injured as well, his whole body covered in blood.
Ding Chen stabbed a demon to death with his spear and retreated to Wang Yan's side. "We can't retreat anymore. We've already been surrounded!"
Wang Yan gave a bitter smile. Yes, they had already been surrounded. The area around them was densely packed with demons.
Of the hundred Cook Soldiers behind him, fewer than half could still fight. Most had died, and there were many seriously wounded as well.
The same was true for Ding Chen's hundred men.
Qin Fei's situation was even more tragic.
The Cook Soldiers formed a circle and continued resisting the demons' assault.
"Brother Ding, what do we do?"
With Chen Xian absent, Qin Fei could only ask Ding Chen.
Ding Chen's eyes were filled with despair. In the end, heaven had not given them a chance to turn the tables. It would let him die beneath this insignificant Seven Mile Peak.
"Fight!" he roared unwillingly.
Hearing this, Qin Fei, Wang Yan, Xue Qishan, and Luo Ying roared, "Fight!"
The Cook Soldiers also shouted, "Fight!"
Their momentum surged like a rainbow.
"Lowly humans, damned humans, kill them...!" A Demon Man shouted coldly.
The outcome was decided. These hundred-odd Cook Soldiers before them would become food in their bellies.
Pfft!
A streak of cold light flashed past. The Demon Man who had been shouting had his head directly sent soaring into the sky, followed by a spray of blood.
With a thud, the head fell into the circle formed by the Cook Soldiers.
The Demon Man's eyes were wide with disbelief. Moments later, his head transformed into that of a Thunder Patterned Leopard.
Ding Chen and the others were stunned.
The demons were stunned as well!
Boom!
Just then, a figure crashed through the demons and charged in, his entire body glowing with bloody light.
"Brother Xian, it's Brother Xian!" Xue Qishan shouted excitedly.
Ding Chen and the others finally came back to their senses. "Kill!"
Chen Xian's arrival instantly gave them a tremendous boost in confidence. Roaring, they charged toward the demons.
Chen Xian did not delay either. The demons were all gathered beneath Seven Mile Peak, numbering more than two thousand. This was the perfect chance to earn Experience Points.
"Kill!"
He growled and charged into the demon horde once more.
Before even a quarter-hour had passed, the demons were routed all the way back, retreating one after another toward Blood River Forest.
High in the night sky.
Heavy rain poured down in sheets. The Black Tiger King fought alone against Pei Menglong and another silver-armored young general. His body bore dozens of wounds, blood streaming endlessly from them.
Pei Menglong and the other man were in slightly better shape, suppressing the Black Tiger King completely.
"Damn it!"
The Black Tiger King wielded a Golden Ring Great Saber. Exploding with all his strength, he forced Pei Menglong and the other man back with a single slash. His blood-red eyes swept the field, and he discovered that three Lesser Demon Kings had died, seven or eight Demon Lords had died, and more than ten Demon Men had been killed.
Of the army of ten thousand demons, fewer than five thousand remained after the slaughter.
"Retreat to camp!"
The Black Tiger King roared, his voice rolling outward so powerfully that even demons ten kilometers away could hear it.
Chen Xian, who was killing to his heart's content, glanced toward the night sky, and his gaze paused slightly.
Earlier, he had only seen Pei Menglong fighting the Black Tiger King alone. Only now did he realize that another young general-level expert had arrived from the Ninth Camp. Yet even with the two joining forces, they had failed to kill the Black Tiger King.
It seemed the Black Tiger King's strength was truly terrifying.
Chen Xian quickly withdrew his gaze and continued pursuing the demons.
Blade light flashed, and demons fell like wheat before the scythe.
Soon after, Chen Xian chased them across the Blood River, slaying at least seven hundred demons.
"Damned human!"
As the Black Tiger King fled toward the camp, he looked back and caught sight of Chen Xian's valiant figure in the forest, cutting down one demon with every slash.
He snorted furiously. The Golden Ring Great Saber in his hand buzzed as it shot toward Chen Xian from more than ten miles away.
Hm?
Chen Xian was in the midst of killing when he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura. Looking up, he saw a streak of bloody light hurtling at him from afar.
In that instant, every hair on his body stood on end.
He mobilized all the Origin Qi in his Jade Sea and all the Origin Power in the furnace, forming a fierce gale of force around his body.
The Ox Demon Body Refinement solidified behind him, raising its head in a roar as it shielded Chen Xian.
Even so, the blood-colored saber tore through the air toward him. He swung his blade to block it.
Crack!
The straight blade in his hand snapped at the sound, and the Golden Ring Great Saber struck his chest armor with a bang.
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