The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 212 Sword Rain
"Look! A rainbow!"

"Bullshit! That's not a rainbow, it's... an enemy!"

"what!!"

The soldiers of Dongsheng Kingdom looked up at the brilliant red glow in the sky getting closer and closer, and then they realized that it was a woman wearing red armor.

The woman had her long hair tied into a ponytail and was holding a long sword. She flew over quickly, leaving a red trail in the sky.

The red tail, like a comet, was falling rapidly, and the soldiers of Dongsheng Kingdom could see clearly that it was not a beautiful scenery, but a rain of swords composed of countless sword beams!

Before the soldiers could react, countless sword beams had already fallen, and countless screams were heard instantly!

These sword beams are not powerful, but each one can just kill an ordinary soldier.

The sword beams fell like heavy rain. The soldiers on the ground had nowhere to hide and could only fight back desperately, but people kept falling down.

Thousands of soldiers out of the hundred thousand strong army under Anyue City fell in just a few moments!
On the city wall, the Dongsheng soldiers who were holding the Third Prince were all stunned.

"what is this?"

The red shadow in the sky instantly reached the city wall, and hundreds of sword beams flew out, piercing all the Dongsheng soldiers who attacked the city wall.

The third prince lay on the ground, stunned for a moment as he watched this miraculous scene.

Until the red-armored woman landed in front of him, the Third Prince looked up at her, hesitated for a moment, and said in a trembling voice:
"Fifth sister?"

Ning Miaomiao smiled sweetly and helped the third prince up: "Third brother, it's me."

The third prince's eyes suddenly turned red, "Fifth sister, you were only ten years old when you left home, and now you have grown up. You shouldn't have come."

Ning Miaomiao's eyes also turned red, "Third brother, my father, mother, and brothers have protected me for so long, now it's my turn to protect you!"

The Third Prince pulled her and said, "Fifth sister, the Dongsheng Kingdom's military force is too strong, you should leave quickly!"

At this time, a general of the Dongsheng Kingdom wearing black flame-patterned armor shouted angrily:
"Who is this witch? How dare you kill my soldiers? When I capture Anyue City, I will massacre everyone in the city and take her head!"

Soldiers from Dongsheng Kingdom rushed towards Anyue City like a raging tide. Among them were many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. They flew up on their swords and served as the vanguard of the siege.

Ning Miaomiao jumped onto the city wall, and bows and arrows and flying swords below shot towards her like a rainstorm.

"Fifth sister!"

The third prince staggered towards Ning Miaomiao, but saw dense sword beams appearing around Ning Miaomiao. After a moment of silence, the sword beams flew out with a whoosh.

The arrows and flying swords shot from below were instantly swallowed up by the rain of swords. A huge number of sword beams continued to shine, shooting down hundreds of foundation-building monks from the sky.

Then some were shot to the ground, and thousands of soldiers fell down accompanied by screams.

The scene became quiet for a moment.

The Dongsheng soldiers who were attacking the city were stunned.

“Is this woman a demon?”

The general of Dongsheng State roared: "No matter how strong this female cultivator is, she will get tired. Go ahead and wear her down!"

The soldiers attacked the city wall again. The 100,000-strong army was a huge black mass with no end in sight. They were like a giant beast, as if they could swallow Anyue City with their mouths open.

Ning Miaomiao flew into the air, her red armor was like snow, her black hair was like a waterfall. With her as the center, the entire sky was filled with dense sword beams.

Ning Miaomiao waved her hand, and the rain of swords fell again.

There were too many people below and the rain of swords was too dense, leaving no room to hide. The soldiers of Dongsheng were being harvested like straw.

In just half an incense stick of time, only half of the 100,000-strong army was left.

In front of Anyue City, corpses piled up into mountains, blood flowed everywhere, and the land was filled with wailing, just like purgatory on earth!

The soldiers of Dongsheng Kingdom stared blankly at the red-armored demon shadow in the sky, their hearts and minds trembling with fear.

"Witch. Witch!!"

"Run!" Someone shouted, threw away his weapon, turned around and ran, and others followed suit.

The generals of Dongsheng State immediately killed hundreds of deserters, but still could not stop the soldiers from fleeing.

When they came, the army was overwhelming, and when they left, they were defeated thousands of miles away.

In just half an hour, the remaining 50,000 Dongsheng soldiers had already fled far away, and many unlucky soldiers were trampled to death on the ground.

And the general of Dongsheng State.

He was killed by his mutinous lieutenant.

The few remaining Yuning soldiers in Anyue City looked at each other and were unable to react for a moment.

One man destroyed an army of 50,000, and it seemed that he still had strength to spare.

What kind of monster is this?

“We won!!”

It was only when the third prince shouted loudly that the others finally reacted and cheered loudly.

Not only the soldiers on the city walls, but also the people in the city were shouting, each of them was extremely excited after surviving the disaster.

The soldiers looked up at Ning Miaomiao, who was like a god of war in the sky, and knelt down one after another, shouting devoutly:
"The Fifth Princess alone killed the entire Dongsheng Kingdom army. There is no one like her in the world!"

When the people in the city learned that it was the fifth princess who had disappeared for many years who saved the situation, they all knelt down and bowed to the dashing red shadow in the sky.

"The Fifth Princess is truly the Goddess of the Ninth Heaven!"

Ning Miaomiao flew down from the top of the city wall, but there was no trace of joy on her face. She said to the Third Prince:
"Third brother, Dongsheng Nation will not let this go. Next time, they will definitely have high-level cultivators attacking us."

The Third Prince nodded, "I will report this to my father immediately and ask him to send experts to help us."

Ning Miaomiao frowned, "I just hope Li Chengshi doesn't do it himself."

The Third Prince was stunned for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Fifth sister, if Li Chengshi takes action, are you sure?"

He saw that Ning Miaomiao was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, and her combat power was obviously higher than that of all the cultivators in Yuning Country.

Ning Miaomiao shook her head, "Li Chengshi is already at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage. There are only ten people in the world who can stop him, and I am not one of them."

The Third Prince was silent for a moment, then said to Ning Miaomiao: "Fifth sister, if Li Chengshi really makes a move, you should go back to Qingtang Mountain. No matter how vicious Li Chengshi is, he would not dare to be an enemy of the Qingtang Sword Sect!"

Ning Miaomiao smiled and said, "Third brother, you don't have to say anything. I have made up my mind. If Yuning Kingdom is destroyed, I will not live alone!"

The Third Prince looked at Ning Miaomiao's flower-like smile and felt a sharp pain in his heart, "Fifth sister, I am incompetent and have dragged you down!"

Ning Miaomiao said softly, "Third brother, we are siblings, we should face it together, how can you be a burden?"

She turned her head and looked towards the far north. In the distance, she could vaguely see a huge black shadow, which was a corner of the Qinglian Mountains.

I hope I can hold on until Senior Sister and the others come out of the Qinglian Mountains.

Qinglian Mountains.

Fenglei Ridge.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, light and shadows intertwined, falling on every face, reflecting a solemn black.

Xiao Huan squeezed her sweaty palms and whispered to Fang Yang:
"Fang Yang, they're not really going to fight, are they?"

At this time, opposite the people from Qingtang Sword Sect were hundreds of cultivators above the Jindan level.

These included the Shengwa Sect led by Xia Zichen, the Lieyang Mountain led by Mo Wentian, and more than a dozen righteous sects.

They each occupied a hilltop, and sparks flew between them, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

(End of this chapter)