You call this the way of the sword?

News of the fall of Yacheng spread throughout the Western Plains war zone in a very short time.

Those demons and ghosts who survived by chance due to the teleportation array were frantically teleporting everywhere.

They went to various strongholds, shouting warnings almost frantically, claiming divine retribution.

However, just like in the early days of Yacheng, after learning that Yuncheng was safe, most of the strongholds simply strengthened their defenses and did not really take Fengtian to heart.

Until the teleportation array lit up, 10 ghost masks wearing straw hats suddenly descended, their swords exploding everywhere.

The reputation of chivalry has been established, so there's no need for those melodramatic opening lines.

Led by Yang Qingfeng, wherever Fengtian went, cities were reduced to ruins. Frost and snow fell from the sky, golden swords flashed and leaks were found, and a red line swept across the sky to seize the opportunity, with Dragon Fist and Water Clothes leading the vanguard.

How long does it take to destroy a demon clan stronghold?

Fengtian responded with concrete actions in 5 minutes.

In reality, the sword explosion could not destroy a camp or a city in an instant. After the initial shock, the demons all launched a counterattack.

However, what made them most desperate was not the sword explosion, but the incredibly fast swordsman.

It's fast, but the key is that it can fly.

In the eyes of the demons and ghosts, the entire Fengtian army was flying through the air, visible but untouchable. Moreover, they were attacking from within, rendering the great formation useless and causing all the city's defensive equipment to fail in a short time.

The only available tactic is sheer numbers, which is exactly what Yang Qingfeng wants to see.

Finally, amidst the dying roars, the lights of the upgrade shone brightly one after another.

With Yang Qingfeng breaking through to level 22, Lin Tong, who had the lowest level, also rose to level 20. Thus, all members of Fengtian advanced to the second tier, directly learning and mastering new skills on the battlefield.

Not to mention the three young ladies, Qiao Wanyi and the others, they already enjoyed the highest level of cultivation treatment and had plenty of things like Dao Seeking Scrolls prepared in advance.

Even Lin Tong pulled out a secret manual passed down through generations, named Jingmen Dragon Tiger Fist.

Yang Qingfeng had previously noticed that Lin Tong's punches were accompanied by a faint dragon's roar, and it was only after he truly mastered the inherited techniques that a glimpse of the true nature of the art was revealed.

The dragon's roar rose again, followed by the tiger's howl.

When the fist breaks through all techniques, the demon face becomes a true Asura.

It's unclear when it started, but being melted by a sword explosion has become a stroke of luck. If you're not completely dead or you hide and get caught by Lin Tong, then you'll be in for a hundred punches, breaking bones and tendons, a fate worse than death.

Compared to the intensity of the battle, Qiao Lie, far away in Zhoucheng, was much calmer.

At this moment, the sound of gathering bells echoed throughout Zhoucheng, and more and more cultivators came upon hearing the news. In front of Qiao Lie, tens of thousands of cultivators had already gathered in the square.

Everyone was watching him, watching his calmness, watching the upgraded aura emanating from him.

Those who arrived early knew that this was Qiao Lie's third upgrade.

In less than an hour, from the 18th to the 21st grade, the entire teaching staff remained silent.

Qiao Lie was like a physical embodiment of the battle situation. He simply stood there, and the incredible speed at which the battle escalated made everyone realize just how fierce the fighting was on the front lines.

At this moment, the chief official of Zhoucheng stepped forward and gave a final mobilization speech.

"As you all have surely heard, this year the demons have poured massive forces into various battlefields, advancing with ferocity. They boast that their first battle will drive our human race out of the plains!"

"For this reason, they did not hesitate to expose their hidden agents within my Yu Xia territory to steal information about the newly promoted human race."

"Shameless demons, attempting to bully my descendants and extinguish the flames of our human race!"

The lord of Zhoucheng was also a young man, but unlike the lord of Yuncheng, he stood like a pine tree and had a voice like thunder. Every word he spoke shook the entire city and awed everyone.

As he raised his hand and pointed at Qiao Lie, tens of thousands of cultivators below the stage turned to look.

"Gentlemen, the great battle has now begun!"

"Right here on the battlefield of Nishihara, our new recruits have already accepted the challenge!"

"His name is Qiao Lie. Do you want to know why he leveled up so quickly?"

"This is the answer!"

"According to the latest intelligence from the front lines, our newly recruited troops have already penetrated the enemy outposts, destroying over a dozen enemy strongholds, and are continuing their fierce offensive!"

"I have gathered you all here at this moment to inform you that the demons are preparing to launch a full-scale attack, while our newly formed forces, having annihilated countless enemies, are isolated and without support!!"

The young commander waved his arm, raising a giant strategic map behind him.

The map clearly marks all the strongholds of demons and ghosts. In the far northwest, the Nine-City City, belonging to the demon race, resembles a giant beast and is sending out a signal to launch a powerful attack.

In addition, numerous marching routes gradually appeared on the map, all pointing towards Yuncheng.

Those were dozens of reinforcements from demons and ghosts, coming from all directions, intending to surround our green dot.

In reality, there were only a few people at the front line in Fengtian, but there were many green dots on the map. This was a deliberate attempt by the military to create the illusion that all newly recruited soldiers were involved in the war, in order to incite the fighting spirit of the masses.

Clearly, the effect is remarkable.

Seeing their newly promoted cultivators about to be surrounded by the demon army, the cultivators below the stage were all breathless, and their hidden fighting spirit instantly broke through the critical point.

"Damn it, these monsters are going too far!"

"Hitting him is giving him face. If he dares to fight back, he'll tear down the entire Nine-Linked City!"

"The Nine-City Tower has been ravaged!"

"Yes, they've brought down Jiuliancheng!"

Seeing the excited crowd below, Qiao Lie, who had been pretending to be calm for a long time, could no longer hold back. His ears turned red as if they were on fire, and he couldn't help but want to rejoin the team and fight.

In contrast, the official in charge of inciting the crowd remained unfazed. He surveyed the crowd, slammed his hand on the map, and declared in a deep voice, "Just as you all say, if the demons want war, then we will fight!"

"Not only must we fight, but we must also make Jiuliancheng famous!"

"Now, as the Lord of Zhoucheng, I issue this order: all strongholds are to activate Level One combat readiness; all stronghold commanders are to form legions; and all cultivators of level 25 and above are to join the battle!"

As the commander of Zhoucheng began to issue orders, communication images appeared one after another on the platform. The commanders of each stronghold established a command and communication network, and the commander of Zhoucheng drew up the attack routes.

The process of dividing up the routes is very simple. To put it simply, it's just a matter of who sweeps in which direction, where they meet up, and where they will ultimately fight.

The military order was issued to the stronghold commander, who then made specific arrangements.

All the strongholds ultimately aimed at Jiulian City, which stirred up the crowd, who all thought that this time they were really going to wipe out the demon race in one fell swoop.

At this moment, someone shouted at the top of their lungs, "Wait, why didn't anyone go to Yuncheng? What about our rookies? Are we going to use them as bait and just leave them be?"

The once expressionless commander of Zhoucheng raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and surveyed the crowd, and said in a firm voice, "Our juniors will naturally be cared for by our seniors!"

As he spoke, the city's chief official raised his hand and pointed to the sky, leading everyone to look up.

At the same time, a pair of illusory giant hands appeared in the sky above Zhoucheng. They parted the sea of ​​clouds in an extremely domineering manner, tore apart the rules of the battlefield, and revealed the dazzling projection of the Great Yu Heavenly Palace.

Seeing the Yu Palace, the main force of the attack, descend upon Pingchuan, everyone's emotions were at their peak.

Only Qiao Lie on the stage stared intently at the person who had just yelled.

If he remembered correctly, this guy had just hosted him not long ago.

This guy... Teemo is a shill for the military!!