As time passed slowly, the surrounding environment was constantly changing, and rays of light appeared directly. Suddenly, around him, monks holding magic weapons suddenly appeared, and they immediately rushed towards Long Xiangtian. Looking at this scene, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and waved his hand. A huge palm print suddenly rose into the air, tumbled, and smashed down. Suddenly, there were wailing and screaming. These people who kept dying still had no fear, because they knew that only if they were not afraid of life and death, then they would be able to repay the handle or favor in their hands.
Suddenly, the long sword in Long Xiangtian's hand moved, and he looked directly at the surrounding environment at this time. It seemed that the light of the sword was blooming. Suddenly, in an instant, the monks fell on the spot while rising and falling gracefully.
"Hehe, today, none of you who came here need to leave." When Long Xiangtian said this with a slight smile on his face, he watched the long sword in his hand suddenly disappear without a trace, and the sword field around him also retracted. In an instant, the light in the world disappeared, and there was no light at all. Even the dots of light only exposed their position.
The long sword appeared in Long Xiangtian's hand, and it immediately slashed across the sky. In an instant, a line of blood passed by. Suddenly, rows of low-level cultivators all fell on the spot, without any ability to resist. At this time, Long Xiangtian had even killed quite a few cultivators in the Tongxuan realm. For a moment, many people in the surrounding environment were in a panic.
However, Long Xiangtian, dressed in white and holding a black sword, was walking among them, like a reaper of souls. Suddenly, he slashed one after another with his sword. Suddenly, a large number of people died instantly and turned into puffs of black mist, which then floated directly into the sky and earth, confusing the vision of the people around him.
Time passed slowly, and seeing that more and more people were gathering on the hill, Long Xiangtian felt helpless for a moment. With a slight sigh, he began to kill them continuously.
Those people far away at the foot of the mountain looked up and saw densely packed crowds rushing up the hillside. The black smoke in the sky was extremely terrifying, but people were not afraid. They just thought it was just a strange magic. As long as the power reached a certain limit, it would not cause any harm to them.
“Kill!~”
When all the monks and soldiers around him rushed to kill, Long Xiangtian naturally took their lives without fear. After all, they were all here to kill him, so what was there for him to pity? He smiled slightly, sighed, shook his head, and waved his hand. Suddenly, he saw that all the monks in the black air were frozen into ice sculptures, and suddenly, they were broken on the spot. Even the weapons of too low grade were broken on the spot.
For a moment, a lot of space was freed up. Suddenly, the corpse slowly turned into wisps of gray matter, so that the black cloud at this time became thicker and thicker, and the cold air became stronger and stronger. For a moment, every time the soldiers rushed in, the moment when they were almost full was the moment when Long Xiangtian circulated his divine veins to freeze them. After all, circulating his blood power was just like walking normally, without much consumption, so that at this time the surrounding environment had already condensed a very terrifying force.
With a flick of his finger, he immediately saw the terrifying black smoke around him, which immediately entered the long sword in his hand. Suddenly, he saw dark patterns slowly emerging on the long sword in his hand, and then they began to flash continuously.
For a moment, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and said, "Yes, the long sword has improved a lot. I hope I won't be disappointed when we have a real fight later."
Long Xiangtian, who was dressed in white, said this with a slight smile on his face without any hesitation. He just started waving his hands continuously, looking at the soldiers around him at this time. One by one, they died on the spot. Some even collapsed and disappeared as soon as they stepped into the black fog.
Because there were too many people, the people in the front had no choice but to rush forward. After all, if they didn't rush forward, they would be trampled to death by their own people. It would be better to rush forward and kill the enemy so that they could also gain some merit.
Long Xiangtian looked at the surrounding environment at this time and naturally understood what was going on. Without any hesitation, he began to kill people in batches calmly. Although he was killing people, as time passed, he didn't know why, he felt that the guilt he had originally had no longer existed, and he even felt that the deaths of these people were so right.
Watching the fog around him constantly entering the long sword in his hand, and seeing the patterns on the long sword becoming more and more obvious, for a moment, Long Xiangtian didn't know what the use of it was, but he felt that it should be a very powerful existence.
At this moment, a message came to Long Xiangtian's mind, and then said: "Using internal force to activate the knife pattern, you can activate the terrifying power to fight the enemy."
After hearing this, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly for a moment, and he understood. Although he didn't know how powerful this terrifying force was, it should be a pretty good force.
For a moment, the surrounding fog continued to enter the long sword. Long Xiangtian, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the black fog, felt helpless. He did not expect that they would use this method, first using a large number of soldiers and cannon fodder to wear down my strength, and then use people with high-level strength to kill them. In this way, although the losses are somewhat large, it is a relatively safe method, because they often work.