After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Those swordsmen were indeed fragile; they would shatter and dissipate immediately if struck by magic.

Taunts and cheers echoed across the battlefield once again.

However, on the largest flying boat, Elder Tang of the Heavenly Demon Sect did not show the slightest joy.

His brows furrowed more and more, then suddenly, as if he remembered something, his pupils contracted sharply!

"not good--!!"

He suddenly stood up and roared at the army below:

"Retreat! Back away! Don't get close to those swordsmen!!"

The disciples below were engrossed in their fight when they heard the shout. They looked up blankly, not having time to react.

The shattered remains of the swords and weapons suddenly emitted a dazzling white light!

Immediately afterwards—

"boom!!"

A deafening explosion suddenly rang out!

Countless tiny sword energies exploded from the debris, shooting out in all directions like thousands of steel needles!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!"

One place, two places, ten places, a hundred places!

All the shattered swordsmen self-destructed at the same time!

The entire battlefield instantly transformed into a golden storm of swords!

Countless tiny sword energies poured down like a torrential rain, engulfing the armies of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yinshan Palace!

"ah--!!"

"My legs!!"

"Run! Run!!"

Screams and wails suddenly erupted!

Those disciples in the Qi Refining stage were struck by the sword energy, and were either killed or injured, with blood splattering everywhere, and they fell to the ground in droves!

Only the Foundation Establishment stage disciples desperately maintained their spiritual energy shields, gritting their teeth and struggling to hold on!

However, this is far from over—

Lin Fengmian changed his hand seals again, and the two Gu worms in his dantian trembled violently!

A creature with a pale golden luster and clear sword-shaped patterns on its back—this was the Sword Qi Magnificent Gu that he had obtained from Zhao Yun'er!

The other one, crackling with lightning like an electric snake, was a Thunder Pattern Gu that had parasitized the Gale Wolf King from the Myriad Demons Secret Realm!

Both Gu worms were activated simultaneously!

"Buzz—"

All the swordsmen and their sword energy that were self-destructing were suddenly coated with a dazzling golden light, and their sharpness increased several times over!

Moreover, the sword energy was interspersed with wisps of blue lightning, crackling loudly!

Rumbling--

Thunder and lightning clashed, and sword light flashed everywhere!

Those Foundation Establishment disciples who could have held on with their spiritual energy shields now had their shields cracking and were blasted back several steps by the golden lightning sword energy, spitting out blood!

"puff--"

"How is this possible! This sword energy also contains lightning magic?!"

"This is...this is too weird!!"

The formations of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yinshan Palace were completely thrown into chaos.

In just a dozen breaths, countless people were killed or injured below, leaving the ground in a mess.

On the flying boat, Elder Tang's face was ashen, his hands gripping the armrests so tightly that his knuckles turned white!

Elder Du of Yinshan Palace was trembling with rage: "You brat—you've gone too far!!"

He suddenly stood up, and the powerful spiritual energy of the mid-stage Core Formation Realm erupted from his body!

"I'll go and kill him myself!!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a figure in black robes charged out from the Heavenly Demon Sect's camp!

It was an old man with a gaunt face, holding a small, jet-black flag in his hand. The flag was shrouded in yin energy, and faint sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling could be heard from it. It was a replica of the Myriad Demon Banner, the treasure of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which was made by imitating it.

With a wave of his Thousand Demon Banner, countless ghostly phantoms surged out from the banner, shrieking and rushing towards Lin Fengmian!

Following closely behind, three more Core Formation cultivators attacked from different directions!

One person wielded a blood-red longsword, its blade radiating a sharp aura; another's palms danced, leaving behind dark palm prints; and yet another held a bone flute, its sound waves sharp as blades!

Four Core Formation cultivators attacked simultaneously!

The ghostly presence of the Thousand Demon Banner blanketed the sky, crimson blade light slashed through the air, pitch-black palm prints pressed down like mountains, and sonic blades moved silently and invisibly—

Four attacks simultaneously swept towards Lin Fengmian!

Inside the formation, Chu Qingyi's pupils contracted, and her jade-like hand suddenly clenched her sleeve!

Honglian subconsciously took a step forward, her sword hilt already three inches from its sheath!

However, Lin Fengmian remained standing in the void, his expression calm.

The three clones simultaneously raised their swords and slashed fiercely at the ground below!

Three dazzling golden sword lights converged into one, like a celestial river pouring down, and crashed to the ground!

"boom--!"

The earth trembled, and golden light burst forth!

Countless scattered fragments of swords and weapons were drawn together by the sword light and gathered up wildly!

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic figure several meters tall solidified and took shape amidst the golden light!

The figure was radiant with golden light, clad in golden armor, with a dignified and cold expression. He held a giant sword as big as a door panel in his hand and stood in the center of the battlefield, like the commander of a thousand troops!

Lin Fengmian's eyes lit up, and he could no longer suppress the smile on his lips—

Sword General!

He never expected that he would successfully summon the sword general on his first try!

With the sword general in charge, the overall strength of all sword soldiers will increase by at least 30%!

"Buzz—"

As soon as the swordsman raised his greatsword, the swordsmen who had been loosely arrayed suddenly seemed to have found their leader. They quickly retreated and lined up neatly behind the swordsman. Amidst the flowing golden light, they faintly formed a magnificent sword formation!

At that moment, the ghostly spirits released by the Thousand Demon Banner pounced right in front of them—

The swordsman swung his greatsword horizontally!

With a single strike, the golden sword light blazed like the scorching sun, intense and domineering!

Before those ghosts could even get close, they were burned to ashes by the extremely yang and powerful sword light, letting out mournful screams as they turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into the air!

Immediately afterwards, the giant sword, with its remaining momentum, slashed towards the attacks of the three cultivators!

Crimson blade light, pitch-black palm print, invisible sonic blade—

Before the golden greatsword, it was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, instantly crumbling and melting!

The sword light shattered everything, turning into countless golden starlight that fell to the ground.

The attacks from the four Core Formation cultivators were completely neutralized by a single sword strike without even touching the hem of Lin Fengmian's clothes!

On the flying boat, Elder Tang and Elder Du's expressions changed completely.

Elder Luo of the Heavenly Sword Sect finally lost his smile, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Inside the formation, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect stared wide-eyed at the figure in green robes standing before the golden swordsman, their faces filled with disbelief.

"He...he single-handedly...held off the combined attack of four Core Formation cultivators?!"

"What kind of supernatural power is that?! What kind of Gu worm is that?!"

"Senior Brother Lin... he's too amazing!"

The previously low morale suddenly surged like a wildfire!

Cheers and shouts erupted from all the mountain peaks of the Hehuan Sect!

Chu Qingyi stood on the high platform, looking at the spirited figure in the blue robe, and a slight smile appeared on her lips beneath her veil.

That little devil...

She really is finding it harder and harder to understand him.

The swordsman swung his greatsword horizontally, like the blazing sun piercing the sky, its golden light dazzling.

The ghostly spirits of the Thousand Demon Banner and the spells of the three Core Formation cultivators were all shattered and disintegrated under that sword strike.