"As for Miss Xi Yue!" Yan Zhi narrowed his eyes and sneered, "We did promise the Demon Lord that we would not touch you, but you don't think that you can just jump around in front of us without restraint, do you? Tell me, if we offer you directly to the Demon Lord, will the Demon Lord be happier?"
Xi Yue's expression was very cold. The Lishui Sword appeared in her hand. She didn't even pay attention to Yan Chi's arrogant provocation, but looked at the monks around her.
"Can you do what you promised me?"
This question caught the monks off guard and they were unable to answer in time.
Xi Yue continued, "If you can't do this, the human race may be doomed, and you will never have a chance to turn things around. I will kill the eight demon generals here one by one. What you have to do is to ensure that they have absolutely no chance to escape. Now, tell me clearly, can you do it?"
“Yes, we can do it!!” The chaotic voices turned into a shout like an oath.
"Miss Xiyue, you have already done the most dangerous and difficult thing. If we can't even complete this task, we might as well just die!"
"Ms. Xiyue, please rest assured. Even if it means death, we will never let these people escape!!"
"Ms. Xiyue, please be careful and protect yourself!"
"The future of the human race depends on you!"
Yan Chi could hardly believe his ears. The demon general named Xie Yu laughed out loud, "What did you say? You want to kill us all one by one. Hahaha, this is simply the biggest joke I have ever heard! Who gave you the confidence? Was it the Demon Lord?! Or the God of Hell?! Hahaha!"
The Lishui Sword whistled, and the girl's figure turned into a white light and rushed into the formation.
Xie Yu felt a strong sense of crisis and quickly dodged.
But even though he was moving very fast, he still felt a sharp pain in his left arm.
"Ah!!" An arm flew into the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into its original shape covered with bruises and scales.
Xie Yu covered his broken arm, his face twisted with pain and anger, "Bitch, how dare you sneak attack me, I'm going to kill you!!!"
A chaotic battle broke out on the top of Ziwei Mountain.
Eight demon generals and two human monks.
Logically speaking, this was a battle with a huge disparity in strength.
Even the human monks believed that they would inevitably die, thinking that this was a desperate fight with no hope of victory at all.
However, as the battle progressed, everyone's expressions became more and more shocked and ecstatic.
One demon general, two demon generals, three demon generals...
One after another, the demon generals were chopped down by the sword that was shining with colorful light.
The demons have a very strong regenerative ability. Unless their heads are chopped off, they will not die even if their hearts are pierced.
However, these demons injured by the Lishui Sword lost their ability to repair and regenerate their bodies for a period of time.
Because every time Xi Yue thrusts out with the Lishui sword, it contains the power of origin.
The wood element, which represents hope, and the evil spirit, which represents destruction, are mutually reinforcing and counteracting objects.
The power of origin can be transformed into demonic energy, but it can also render the demonic energy useless.
As the demon generals died one after another, the remaining demon generals finally panicked.
They began to flee in panic, desperately trying to summon the low-level demons below to come up for protection.
However, this situation was set up by Xiyue and the others from the beginning. (To be continued)