The tactics between the demons were very clear. Under the command of Zheng Yan, they quickly dispersed the royal army to fight against the small defensive formation of the Lord of the Yin Song Temple.
Chu He and Xiao Xiao Lao were not only physically exhausted from running around among their companions who were too scattered, but the power of the defensive array was also greatly reduced.
Ouyang Xiaoleng was secretly worried in his heart, whether he should unlock the power of gods and demons. Their old enemy Qingyun had not yet appeared, but they were already in such an embarrassing situation. In fact, from the moment the demon first appeared, he knew that their weapons were unable to effectively deal with this group of monsters, because the explosive devices were still unable to cause harm to them. But once the battle begins, he cannot regret or redeploy.
Just watching his men fall one after another, his mood became heavier and heavier. These soldiers left their hometowns and put their lives in his hands. He had the responsibility to ensure that they survived to the greatest extent. Even if they died on the battlefield, they should maintain the minimum dignity. But looking at them, he couldn't bear to look at the miserable state of their deaths.
Above the head, the dark clouds created by Qianqi's water control technique are gradually being exhausted, and the intensity of the rain is also beginning to weaken. It won't be long before the remaining rainfall will be used up. Everyone knows that if there is direct sunlight, the demon's power will increase exponentially.
Facing the demon, he figured out a way to use his demonic power to use his two swords to attack the same part of the demon in turn, which would temporarily make it incapacitated. However, this method was limited by his own demonic power and ordinary soldiers could not use it at all.
When he was unable to do anything, he inevitably got into chaos. Also, because he was concerned about Xia Qiu's safety, he, her and Qian Qi were surrounded by dozens of demons, including the demon general Zheng Yan. They obviously had a clear battle plan and wanted to capture or kill Ouyang Xiaoleng whenever they had the opportunity.
"They are coming for you!" Qianqi said with his back to Ouyang Xiaoleng.
"I didn't think so just now, but now..." Ouyang Xiaoleng thought that this would be a good idea, as just a few of them could disperse most of the combat power.
Zheng Yan signaled the other demons to stop attacking, and then said to Ouyang Xiao Leng: "Give up resistance, it will also reduce the casualties of your men!"
"It turns out this guy can talk!" Qian Qi found it strange. The previous demon soldiers were like fighting machines, but the demon seemed to be more intelligent.
Even in the face of countless powerful enemies, Ouyang Xiaoleng still didn't even raise an eyebrow and asked coldly: "You want to catch me and take credit?"
"Of course it will be useful to catch you!" Zhengyan responded.
Looking at the monster's face carefully like this always reminds Xia Qiu of the black crane in the realm of soul separation, with the same cracked skin and the same burning heat.
"Then let's try and see if you can catch me!" Ouyang Xiaolen pointed Ye Shenbing at Zhengyan and asked, "Do you still remember Kui?"
"Qui"
When Zheng Yan first heard the name, he only felt his body tremble naturally, but the memory about Kui was eventually stripped out of his body like all the memories from the red-eared demon spirit. Now he doesn't If you no longer have the soul you once had, you will not have the emotions you once had.
From its empty eyes, Ouyang Xiaoleng did not feel that it had any memory of this name, so he had to give up and continue trying.
Seeing that although he was at a disadvantage, the Demon Demon had no intention of surrendering, so he issued orders to the other Demon Demons. After a short period of relaxation, a more intense battle began.
"Qianqi, you cooperate with Xia Qiu, she is responsible for the attack, and you are responsible for the defense!" Ouyang Xiaoleng said to Qianqi and Xia Qiu while struggling to block the incoming demon attacks.
"Okay!" Qianqi used the technique of controlling water to continuously form water warriors to resist the demon's attacks for Xia Qiu, so as to create opportunities for her to attack.
Xia Qiu calmed himself down again and looked for the best matching point with the plum-edged sword. With the help of Qianqi, his sword skills became much smoother than before.
She also realized that attacking the same demon continuously could make the opponent's body incapacitated for a short time, so after selecting a target, she concentrated all her strength on attacking it.
Although they have done their best, this method of temporarily restricting the opponent's actions cannot achieve fundamental results, and they have become more and more passive as a result. Under the powerful offensive of the demon, they retreated in one direction unknowingly.
"Look at your feet!" Zombie Yan suddenly reminded, "You are standing on a mountain made up of the corpses of your companions."
Just now, everyone was immersed in the battle and did not pay attention to the situation under their feet and the surroundings. It was not until this moment that they discovered that they were stepping on the bodies of the dead soldiers from the royal city.
When Zombie Yan's feet stepped on those corpses, they began to melt and gradually turned into a blurry object.
"No!"
Ouyang Xialeng's vision and soul were double stimulated. He shouted and rushed towards Zhengyan, which happened to fall into the opponent's conspiracy. He was separated from Xia Qiu and Qianqi by Zombie Yan, together with other demons.
Are we going to fail several times? he asked himself in his mind. Qingyun still hasn't appeared. He is unwilling to accept this result, but what can he do? Facing such a powerful enemy, his men seemed to have sacrificed their lives in vain.
Above their heads, the dark clouds formed by Qianqi completely dispersed, and the sun shone directly down, seeming to take away their last hope. The last shackles he tied to himself collapsed instantly, and the power of gods and demons in his body began to wander uncontrollably, and the postures of gods and demons also appeared.
Just when he was about to lose his last trace of consciousness, Ling Yu's voice suddenly rang out, as if he was being saved from a distant world, suddenly waking him up.
"How did you become so weak without me?"
But what was in front of him was not a spiritual feather, but a giant bird like a flame.
"Suzaku, it's Suzaku!"
"Look! The legendary beast, the son of the god Gansu, turns out to really exist!"
"I'm not already dead, am I?"
The soldiers of the royal city who were still fighting the demon were suddenly attracted by this fiery red bird and couldn't help but sigh.
The Suzaku hanging in the air swung its nine phoenix tails towards the demons blocking Ouyang Xiaoleng. Its power made Zhongyan and the other demons retreat.
Then another pure white monster appeared in the sky. It looked very strange. Everyone looked at each other and couldn't name it.
"Xiao Libai!" Xia Qiu recognized it immediately. How could she forget it? In the realm of soul separation, it is both her partner and her mount.
Little Libai had already seen Xia Qiu, and she purred happily from her belly. Dragging two huge pockets on it looked very heavy.
Suzaku transformed into Ling Yu dressed in red. Although the separation did not last long, he now looks much more mature, with a bit more determination and determination between his brows.
He said to Xia Qiu: "Sister Xia, quickly distribute the Ice Sword and Ningxue Sword to the soldiers in the royal city together with Xiao Libai. They will help us win this war!"
"good!"
After Xia Qiu answered, he flew onto Xiao Libai's back. She distributed these weapons, which were forged with thousands of years of snow in Yunwu Mountain, to the warriors in the royal city one by one, and she, Ouyang Xiaoleng, Qian Qi and others also got weapons suitable for themselves.
She left a Ningxue Knife for herself. The weapon held no weight in her hand, but with just a slight wave, a cold air came from the knife. While using it to fight, the places on the body that were burned by the demon were also recovering quickly.
The appearance of Lingyu was a surprise to Qingyun's side. It could be seen from Zhengyan's rare panic that they did not expect this young man to return here, and it seemed that he had received guidance from the god Qiansu. The Lord of the Three Realms, who has never intervened in the disputes between the demon world, seems to be deliberately breaking the rules he has set.
Xia Qiu decided to try the weapon brought by Ling Yu. She rolled off Xiaoli Bai's back, landed on the ground, and stabbed the demon in front of her with the Ningxue knife in her hand.
The demon habitually reached out to block the weapon she thrust at her. As soon as his arm came into contact with the blade of the Ningxue knife, it began to freeze and lost the ability to move.
Xia Qiu swung away its frozen arm, and with a crisp "click" sound, its arm fell off.
The demon, which had lost an arm, could not fully understand the sudden reversal. It lowered its head and looked at the place where its arm was disconnected in confusion.
Xia Qiu took this opportunity to get up and cut off its head with a spinning chop.
On the battlefield, cheers came from different directions almost at the same time. The helpless soldiers of the royal city suddenly had hope. They regrouped and devoted themselves to the battle with the demon.
This group of monsters is finally no longer invincible.
The warriors of the royal city were not stingy and used all their remaining strength to knock down the monsters in front of them one by one, letting their bodies that were damaged by the ice sword and snow knives serve as a sacrifice for their companions. Memorial.
"It seems there is no hope for you to capture me!" Ouyang Xiaoleng said directly to Zhengyan.
He waved the ice sword in his hand, trying to launch continuous attacks against Zombie Yan.
Zheng Yan's hands and feet were chopped off by Ouyang Xiao Leng with one sword after another. Where it fell, there were many corpses of the Royal City soldiers piled up.
It raised its head and said to Ouyang Xiaoleng: "Do you think that if you win us, this war will be over? No, everything has just begun."
Ouyang Xiaoleng did not understand the meaning of its words. After killing the demon general with one sword, he looked around. He had less than a thousand soldiers capable of fighting. Although he had anticipated such an outcome long before the war began, when he actually faced it, he still felt desolate as never before.
The sounds of fighting and the clash of swords around him were fading away from him, and everything became a black and white mime. He was looking for the figure who initiated this war with his own hands, the figure of the demon who brought the demon world to the brink of collapse time and time again. There is still an account waiting to be settled between him and him.