This time, Xu Taiping did not rebuke Yang Hong. Instead, he gave a direct order:
"Charge the formation!"
Boom! Boom, boom-!
In an instant, the two Sword Cultivators took the lead, hurtling through the air with the Demon-Breaking Sword Formation.
Clang...!
In the blink of an eye, the battle formation of twenty thousand Sword Cultivators, led by the enormous sword shadow formed from their battle intent, slammed into the dark mass of the Demonic Army ahead.
Although the Demonic Army numbered six or seven times as many as the Sword Cultivators' battle formation, this sudden "sword strike" still smashed a breach through the force of one hundred and fifty thousand from the Mao-Ri Demonic Army.
Boom!
The thousand-zhang sword shadow formed from battle intent plunged into the battle formation along with twenty thousand flying swords, cutting and slaughtering.
Clang! Clang, clang, clang...!
In an instant, the Demonic Army's battle formation, which had only had one corner broken open, was torn apart by a breach over a thousand zhang wide.
But by now, the Demonic General commanding these one hundred and fifty thousand troops of the Mao-Ri Demonic Army had reacted. He immediately shouted:
"Form the Sky Demon Battle Formation!"
In a flash, the battle formation of one hundred and fifty thousand demons shifted rapidly, and the mist formed from their battle intent was about to shroud the breach the twenty thousand Sword Cultivators had carved out.
Boom...!
At that critical moment, forty thousand Blade Cultivators arrived, riding the wind through the air.
Then Duan Xiaoyu and Yang Hong, who commanded these forty thousand Blade Cultivators, called out together:
"Draw your blades! Slay the demons!"
Shing-!
Amid the deafening blade cries, tens of thousands of blades rang out like thunder exploding between heaven and earth.
At the same time, the thousands