You call this the way of the sword?

A strange red moon hovered in the sky above Huicheng.

Countless fine threads emanated from the crimson moon, swaying gently with the wind and clouds, weaving into a curtain that fell upon the earth, covering the city's only remaining teleportation array.

The Huicheng garrison fought desperately, tearing through the red curtain with their lives in an attempt to destroy the teleportation array. However, the red curtain would reappear as soon as it broke, and then coil up again, as if it could never be completely torn apart.

Before the crimson moon, Jiang Yuan stood in mid-air on the swordsman's arm. Her eyes, hidden beneath the demon mask, remained clear and beautiful, but now held a hint of indifference and ruthlessness.

The enemy will not be merciful to the enemy; it is the most foolish thing to show mercy to the enemy on the battlefield.

Yang Qingfeng demonstrated this through his actions from the very beginning. Later, the demons and ghosts began to fight back, desperately counterattacking, and even resorting to the method of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of their own.

The demons and ghosts began to detonate the teleportation arrays, and started using demonic arts such as blood sacrifice amplification. Some even went so far as to ignite the city's protective array, attempting to perish together with them.

If everyone hadn't already reached Tier 2 and mastered more new skills in time, they might have already suffered heavy damage or even been killed.

This is a war of life and death, and there is no need to hold back.

Therefore, the people in Fengtian had a clear division of labor and each performed their duties.

Yang Qingfeng, as the main attacker, carried out indiscriminate large-scale annihilation of the enemy.

Xiao Bingning is in position number two, Frosty Heaven and Earth, responsible for the first layer of defense.

Jiang Yuan had only one goal: to seize the teleportation array and form a second layer of defense.

As the mobile vanguard, Lin Tong led the swordsmen to finish off any remaining enemies, capture the enemy leader, and kill the leader. He headed straight for the stronghold commander, cooperating with the Soul Sword to keep the enemy from giving orders.

As the core of the entire team, Qiao Wanyi always nestled in the female swordsman's arms, following behind Yang Qingfeng, using her skills to connect everyone in Fengtian and provide the team with continuous combat capabilities.

It's worth mentioning her two new skills, the Rain of Dew and the Concentration Technique.

Both of these skills were learned and mastered through the Daoist scroll, perfectly matching her Daoist physique.

The Sweet Rain spell consumes mana to heal all team members, with excellent healing effects. During the spell, rain and dew fall, crystal clear and incredibly beautiful.

Concentration Technique consumes physical strength to restore one's mana, greatly increasing one's endurance.

With the addition of fatigue-restoring potions, Qiao Wanyi became a mini perpetual motion machine, gradually demonstrating her indispensable role as a support in a team.

In addition, the cultivation levels of everyone in Fengtian have all exceeded the 10-year mark.

Non-Taoist skills are less affected by Taoist cultivation, and it is generally difficult to see any difference.

However, their cultivation level improved too quickly, and the changes in their skills were immediately and clearly perceptible.

In Xiao Bingning's words, her innate skill, Frosty Dance, has increased in power by at least 10%, comparable to a skill upgrade.

If non-Daoist skills are already like this, then Yang Qingfeng's improvement is even greater.

Name: Yang Qingfeng

[Cultivation: Swordsmanship]

[Cultivation Period: 199 years and 365 days]

[Level: 24 (31%)]

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Name: Yang Qingfeng

[Military Rank: Second Lieutenant, Rank 8]

Military Merit: 37420/50000

[Permissions: Can procure military supplies based on rank and merit]

They annihilated over a dozen demon strongholds of varying sizes, killing hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers.

Yang Qingfeng leveled up 4 times and successfully reached the upper limit of Tier 2 in 200 years.

With a final roar, the last garrison was instantly melted in the sword explosion, and the entire city of Huicheng was plunged into a deathly silence amidst the raging wind.

After half a day of fighting, Fengtian's cloak was already damaged.

E Feng, dressed in fish-shaped robes, stood tall and imposing, exuding a powerful and awe-inspiring aura. His presence on the blood-red ruins was both majestic and terrifying, causing demons and ghosts to flee in terror at the mere sight of him.

However, if a cultivator from the Yu Xia sect were here, seeing Feng Tian in this state would surely move him.

The reason why the Efeng Fish Robe appears so heavy is because it is entirely black, inlaid with armor, and has a Shura demon mask, giving it a dark and oppressive feel.

However, the main style of the Efeng fish-patterned robe is that of Hu clothing, without too many details. But every detail shows the ancient aesthetics of the Yu-Xia civilization, and at the same time exudes a chivalrous spirit that only the Chinese can understand and appreciate.

This was exactly what Yang Qingfeng had anticipated: the impact of having all the swordsmen.

However, the impact was too violent, completely shattering the balance of the battlefield.

Huicheng was a major city, but when Fengtian arrived, most of the demons and ghosts in the city had already fled.

It goes without saying that the other strongholds have also collapsed in fear of battle, and the fattest prey has been devoured.

Moreover, given this trend, demons and ghosts will no longer gather a large army to suppress them.

"Brother Qingfeng, what's wrong?"

A gentle breeze blows by, bringing a refreshing coolness.

As soon as Yang Qingfeng turned around, he saw the swordsman carrying Qiao Wanyi to his side.

Qiao Wanyi was probably a little weak, as she was unsteady on her feet as soon as they touched the ground.

"Tired?"

Yang Qingfeng reached out to help her up, and then looked at the others.

At this moment, Xiao Bingning and Jiang Yuan were both replenishing their energy and seemed to be in good shape. Only Lin Tong was drinking fatigue potions, his whole body was steaming, and he was sweating profusely.

It's clear that martial arts are at a disadvantage, as the output relies entirely on fists and feet, and close combat involves facing life-or-death moments.

In comparison, melee and support roles are not the most lethal in the team, but they definitely consume the most resources and are the most overdrawn.

Moreover, all medicines have side effects, and using too much fatigue medicine at once can have adverse effects.

"Hmm... I am a little tired."

"But it's okay."

Qiao Wanyi held Yang Qingfeng's hand tightly, her words full of joy, "My brother Qingfeng is so amazing. When you reach a higher level, you will definitely wipe out that alien race. When that time comes, you will be remembered in history. Don't complain that I'm getting in your way."

Yang Qingfeng thought for a moment and said truthfully, "It is quite a hindrance, taking away so much of my experience."

Qiao Wanyi leaned forward to take a look and saw the smile in Yang Qingfeng's eyes. She playfully wrapped her arms around Yang Qingfeng's neck and whispered in his ear, "Brother, you feed me experience points during the day, and I'll feed you seafood at night, okay?"

Even wearing a traditional Chinese wedding dress, Qiao Wanyi's tall and voluptuous figure could not be hidden.

Yang Qingfeng chuckled and patted her shapely buttocks. "This is a battlefield, don't fool around."

Qiao Wanyi immediately let go, but said in a seductive way, "It might be even more exciting on the battlefield."

Even through the mask, Yang Qingfeng could sense her mischievousness. However, he was almost the same; wearing a mask made him feel shameless and prone to letting loose.

At this moment, Lin Tong and his group walked over, and Qiao Lie said through the team communication, "Yang Qingfeng, the demon race has begun to force their way in. You all go back to the city, I will handle the aftermath."

Jiang Yuan asked疑惑地问道, "Shouldn't some of us come down too?"

Yang Qingfeng, sensing something amiss, countered, "Does the military have other plans?"

Qiao Lie pondered for a moment and said, "They must have other plans, but I can't say for sure. In any case, the demon race is coming for you. You retreat, and I will lure them in."

Just as Yang Qingfeng was about to say something, he felt the Divine Communication Talisman tremble.

Upon opening it, I found a photo message sent by Liu Changge.

Another voice transmission said, "This is the demon race's forced crossing list. If you're confident, stall them."