The sword energy was rippling and the aura was surging. You could see the arrogant and barbaric demon lord's huge body being shaken back.

It rolled in a mess in the mountains and valleys, crushing countless monsters summoned by other magicians along the way, rolling for five miles, and knocking the valley out of a long deep groove, it finally stopped, and after a long time, it could not get up.

The Barbarian Demon Lord was shocked. He was shaking. He needed to look up at his position to see Zhu Minglang's figure. At this moment, Zhu Minglang's sword had returned to his side, as quiet as a red lotus, floating in front of Zhu Minglang, transcendent and transcendent, like an ancient fairy sword!!

At the mountain, the members of the Sword Sect who retreated were dumbfounded. They were just practicing swords, so how could they not know how terrifying the power of this sword attack was!

That is a demon lord. Even if his strength has not reached the real king level, it is not far from that. Zhu Minglang directly knocked him away with one sword!

"I didn't die. It seems that the Demon Lord who summoned the Demon Sect is still a bit standard." Zhu Minglang said with a very surprised look.

"That Demon Lord, his destructive ability may be somewhat inferior to the king level, but his vitality and defense ability are at the king level!" At this time, a white-haired old man from the Sword Sect came over and said to Zhu Minglang.

"So that's it, let's have a few more swords!" Zhu Minglang said.

As soon as the words were finished, the sword attacked again, and the bright red figure crossed the valley, extremely gorgeous and extremely vast at the same time!

The Barbarian Demon Lord had a normal mind. He realized that Zhu Minglang was strong. When he saw the flying sword coming again, he decisively hid behind the vast army of monsters, using the bodies of those monsters as the flesh shield to resolve the sword power!

Seeing this, Zhu Minglang simply did not hurry. Once these monsters flocked to the villa, it would be a little difficult for him to kill them one by one. After all, there are so many people in the sword village to protect...

Zhu Minglang and the sword spirit dragon have united their thoughts. The valley is long and there are thousands of monsters. They are climbing up along the trees, cliffs, and high mountains little by little. This mountain path is also the only entrance to the sword sect. At first glance, it looks like many hideous centipedes climbing up the villa.

"The sword runs like a dragon and a snake!"

Zhu Minglang used his fingertips to pull, combined with the spiritual consciousness of the sword spirit dragon, he could clearly identify the location of those monsters and also gain insight into their intention to dodge!

The sword came out of the long valley, and it was even more like a dragon and a snake winding. I saw the sword shadow heavily, dragging out a very stunning shadow track.

Most people cannot see the sword body of the sword spirit dragon at all. Even when they pass through the body of the monster, some of the monsters that directly penetrated their hearts did not notice it.

They could only see the sword marks and the sword. They saw it as if it was threading a needle, quickly passing through the bodies of one monster after another. Then clusters of blood flowers bloomed in the long valley like bright red flowers and fog. They connected into a winding blood path, which was shocked!

The monsters fell down one after another. Zhu Minglang used the sword as he used to practice with a puppet in the long valley. But the puppet is a puppet, and the monster is a monster. The monster is very fast, and some have thick scales, which turns out to be more fragile than the wooden stake!

Kill the monsters called by the enchanters as wooden stakes??
Chapter completed!