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Chapter 317 316. [Sword breaks all armies (gold)! ] (Please subscribe!)

Under the dark night.

The town center stone emits a quiet light to dispel the darkness, but at the same time, it also attracts the attention of many demons.

It seems that because of the special material of Zhenyang Stone, or its power to resist darkness, the demons seem to attach great importance to it, and they are even willing to temporarily let the new Yuan Wang Yuanzhuo go to chase Anle and the two.

After the bloody battle just now, An Le also had several scars on his body, the deepest one almost piercing through the entire right arm, but under the nourishment of the secret power of Jiang Gong and other gods, these wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes were still clear, he took out the last remaining pills, threw them to Xuan Gongming, and said.

"Brother, I am stronger than you. If it really comes to the last moment, don't worry about me. Be sure to protect yourself."

Xuan Gongming stretched his muscles and said with a chuckle: "Second brother, don't underestimate me, I'm already a monk of the Holy Gate!"

As he said that, the phantom of the South Holy Gate appeared around him. Although it was not as magnificent as An Le, it still exuded an extraordinary divine light.

Xuan Gongming is originally a cultivator of the Six Heavens Palace, and during this period of time, he has not made any progress. He has successfully opened up the sacred treasure of the Holy Gate with a lot of accumulation in the past few days.

Xuan Gongming took out another big hammer and swung it lightly, the air buzzed and trembled.

This is a specially made magic weapon with an astonishing weight, and it can explode with astonishing lethality on the battlefield.

Xuan Gongming carried the hammer behind his back, took out two long knives and fastened them firmly to his waist, then took out two bronze mirrors and put them on his chest and back respectively, fully armed.

As the son of King Xuan, Xuan Gongming naturally carried a lot of precious instruments and treasures with him, and now, it was time to hold nothing back.

An Le did not make any more preparations. At his current level, foreign objects of this level could not bring much benefit. Instead, they were used on Xuan Gongming, which might allow him to survive the next fight.

"coming!"

There seemed to be a thunderous light flashing in An Le's eyes, piercing the darkness.

Dozens of shadowy shadows are walking towards this side, and in the depths of the darkness, there are hundreds of powerful auras!

A black figure headed by it was particularly burly and majestic, riding on a strange beast with the head of an ancient dragon, and was calmly staring at the two people under the light of the town center stone.

A fierce light flashed in An Le's eyes, and he took a deep breath. The breath gradually became deeper, and a faint bloody smell was hidden in the surrounding soil, extending hundreds of miles away.

"Go!"

An Le yelled loudly, and the ground shattered, revealing a sea of ​​blood, bleeding and floating in the oars, waves of blood surging, countless white bones floating in the sea of ​​blood, and mournful souls moaning and roaring in it.

The surrounding air seemed to be filled with a breath from the nether world, cold and evil, sticking to the surface of the living things, the chill penetrated silently.

Blood Sea Hell!
Facing this group of evil spirits in the dark, An Le will not hold back, and the first move is a fatal move.

In the bloody atmosphere of the sea of ​​blood, the qi and blood in the demons' bodies seemed to be polluted, and there was a brief riot.

But in the fight between masters, life and death are only a moment, and the town center stone is decomposed and rebuilt, and turned into a dozen flying swords, flying around.

In an instant, the sword light bloomed in the darkness!

Chi Chi Chi!
Accompanied by the sound of Jian Guang cutting the throat, the blood of dozens of demons splashed on the spot, and their bodies fell into the sea of ​​blood below, turning into white bones in the blood wave.

And the shape of those skeletons was the same human shape as An Le and the others!

At this moment, more than ten black shadows attacked from a distance, killing the weaker Xuan Gongming.

Suddenly, the bronze mirror on Xuan Gongming's back suddenly lit up with a dazzling brilliance, like countless silk threads, piercing the black shadow to be riddled with holes.

hum!
Xuan Gongming swung the hammer in his hand and smashed a demon that rushed in front of him into a pulp.

There was a roar, and another black shadow pierced through the darkness, and appeared beside Xuan Gongming out of thin air, holding a heavy sword, and slashed at him, unstoppable!
If this knife is carried out, Xuan Gongming will definitely be cut in half!
At this time, a sword light flashed suddenly.

The black shadow froze in place, its body and the heavy knife in its hand shattered inch by inch, and dirty blood scattered everywhere.

An Le took back Yang Yang and confronted Xuan Gongming back to back.

The malice in the darkness is like countless ants, but at this moment, they are in a pitch-black ant nest, surrounded by enemies who want to tear them to pieces.

Such a desperate situation has inspired An Le's blood.

An Le has never been a flower growing in a greenhouse. The more dangerous the situation is, the more he will burst out with unprecedented potential.

Swordsmanship, arithmetic calculations, phantom shadows of the gods, Hunyuan innate skills, blood sea hell, Huangquantian... These abilities possessed by An Le have become more proficient and integrated in the battles and killings.

The battle intuition brought by the previous [War God's Pose] played an incredible role in such a melee.

The enemy's movements and thoughts can be seen clearly.

Use spiritual knowledge and five senses to collect information, and calculate their trajectories with the Algorithm of Zhou Tian Xing Luo Vientiane Art.

Where to strike the sword and how much power should be used are all instinctive like eating and drinking, without even thinking about it.

An Le seemed to have turned into a cold killing machine, killing the shadows around him in the most efficient and labor-saving way.

This is a kind of epiphany-like state, and An Le is intoxicated in it, unable to extricate himself.

Xuan Gongming on the side only felt the pressure suddenly lighten. He turned his head and looked in surprise, and found that the corpses beside An Le had piled up into a hill, and the blood flowed into the sea of ​​blood, making it more turbulent. It can be described as "horror"!

Looking at An Le's posture at this time, even Xuan Gongming felt chills in his heart, thankfully he was not his enemy.

In such an efficient killing, the biggest improvement in Anle is his swordsmanship.

In fact, although An Le proposed to challenge the Tai Academy with the way of swordsmanship, in terms of the sophistication of sword use, he was actually far inferior to those old swordsmen who had been immersed for decades.

After all, it took less than two months for An Le to really start learning swordsmanship. It is only because of his amazing talent that he has a high degree of kendo attainment, and the current battlefield has undoubtedly become an excellent sword training ground.

The power of mana, qi and blood, and secret power are not bad, but in terms of consumption, it is still greater than a simple swing of a sword.

In this long night, An Le naturally chose the most labor-saving fighting method.

In this mechanical battle of stabbing out one sword after another, cutting open the throats of demons and piercing the hearts of enemies, An Le had a new understanding of the sword in his opponent's hands.

The sword is no longer an external object outside his body, but an extension of his limbs, a part of his body.

Strangely, as Yang Yang was stained with more and more demon blood, An Le seemed to be able to understand the obscure whispers of the demons.

"It's scary... the sword..."

"How many... how many people did he kill?"

At first, these words were vague and intermittent, but it didn't take long for An Le to fully understand the meaning of the language, and her voice became clear and audible.

There was fear in the demon's conversation!

They are afraid of An Le, the sword in his hand.

An Le mocked and sneered, "Are you also afraid?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a small commotion broke out among the demons, as if...they also understood An Le's words!

"It's unbelievable that this extraterrestrial demon can speak!"

"Could it be that the extraterrestrial demons can communicate?"

Hearing the exclamation of the demon, An Le frowned, and looked at Xuan Gongming behind him, only to find that he was still nervous, obviously not understanding these obscure whispers.

"This is……"

An Le lowered her head, staring at the center in her hand.

After absorbing the blood of an unknown number of demons, the Zhenyang Stone could no longer see its original silver-gray color, and was almost stained with blood.

What surprised Anle the most was that the light emitted by Yang Yang was mixed with a little ink in the white, as if it was connected with the surrounding darkness.

An Le secretly thought: "It is because of Yang Yang's transformation that I can communicate with their language?"

Language is undoubtedly the prerequisite for communication.

But in the current situation, both sides are blood-red, and there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred. Even if they can communicate with each other, it is impossible for them to communicate peacefully.

Not long after, the leader of the demons sneered and said, "We have wasted too much time on these two demons, kill them, take back the holy objects, and then go and wipe out the rest of the demons!"

"All the soldiers obey the order and crush them!"

After hearing the words, many demons stopped hesitating and rushed towards the two of them like a tide.

An Le stood leaning on the sword, grinning: "If you want to kill me, then try it."

After all, the sword light lit up in the darkness again, like a majestic sun, illuminating this pitch-black space.

The biggest difference between Zhenyang Stone and ordinary sword blades is not in its sharpness, but in its ever-changing characteristics.

It can be divided into hundreds of small flying swords at any time, and it can also be transformed into a giant sword tens of meters long. When Yangyang almost becomes a part of An Le's body and can be controlled at will, this ability to change is displayed. A more ferocious side.

A demon roared towards him, and suddenly a sword light flew out from the ground and pierced into his chest.

The man rushed forward dozens of steps and fell at An Le's feet.

In the next second, another person passed by An Le, and the sword light suddenly lit up.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The man's head soared into the sky, then fell down, watching his headless body slowly fall down.

At the same time, he saw several sword lights passing by at an unimaginably fast speed not far away.

The head hit the ground with a bang, Gululu rolled twice, his eyes widened, and he murmured: "It's okay to die under this kind of sword technique..."

Almost at the same time, the demons that rushed ten feet away from An Le were all attacked by sword lights from all directions, causing huge casualties in an instant.

The combat power of these ordinary "demons" is divided according to the realm, and they are only monks from the Six Heavens Palace and one or two holy gates. But darkness is their home field, and they are like a fish in water. Coupled with the advantage in numbers, they can easily break through Yuansheng City.

"I'm here to kill you!"

The general riding a dragon jumped up, and a long spear shot out like a dragon, as fast as lightning, and pierced An Le's back.

The sticky darkness became the power of this shot, like a black vortex, roaring towards it.

The power of the spear abruptly knocked away Jian Guang who was intercepting him, and he came behind An Le in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Gongming's face was pale, and all thoughts in his heart were lost: "This shot, at least a monk from the Four Sacred Gates can block it."

"Your shot is not bad."

An Le's words sounded, and at the same time, thousands of sword lights erupted from his body.

Every ray of sword light is the central stone divided into the tiniest particles, but without exception, it releases a terrifying sword intent. With a buzzing sound, it travels back and forth from the leader's body, pierces between the eyebrows, and then passes out from the back of the head.

The tip of the general's spear stayed within three inches of An Le's back, and could no longer advance an inch.

He stared at An Le in a daze, with disbelief still in his eyes.

"This sword...what is it called?"

An Le didn't answer, but just said lightly: "If you prove my way of swordsmanship, you deserve to die."

In the next second, the general's body glowed with countless tiny rays of light, and countless sword qi were swimming in every muscle in his body. Immediately afterwards, his body shattered into the tiniest powder, Dissipated like a puff of smoke.

A line of text flashed across the panel.

[Unlock entry: Sword breaks all armies (gold)! 】

After going through this bloody battle, An Le's kendo finally ushered in a further transformation, bursting out with astonishing power as soon as he made a move.

"Even the leader..."

"How could this extraterrestrial demon be so strong?"

"Isn't he tired and doesn't need to rest?"

The death of this general shook the morale of the "demons" once again, and listening to these words, An Le confirmed one thing again. These so-called "demons" not only possess wisdom, but also possess people's emotions. fear and anger...

An Le didn't want to think deeply about the reasons behind this for the time being, but just watched the remaining demons coldly.

Probably because of the transformation of Zhenyang Stone, the original shadow-like figures of these people gradually became clear, and Anle could even see their faces.

Those faces with fear are no different from the previous residents of the city.

They are also human.

I don't know who yelled first: "Kill this demon, avenge the leader!"

Afterwards, these people surged forward one after another.

And in the depths of the darkness, another group of enemies were attracted by the light of Zhenzhong Stone and rushed towards this direction.

An Le's body swayed, and he turned to look at Xuan Gongming behind him. He was also wounded everywhere and his face was pale.

Even though Xuan Gongming's pressure was less than one-tenth of An Le's, a battle of this intensity was still too difficult for a monk who had just broken through the Holy Gate.

Seeing An Le's gaze, Xuan Gongming gritted his teeth and said, "Second brother, in fact, I have also practiced Ancient Desolation War..."

Before he could finish his words, the An Le in front of him suddenly swelled and transformed into a majestic giant.

An Le stretched out his hand, grabbed Xuan Gongming in his hand, and then threw it hard into the depths of the darkness.

Under the huge force, Xuan Gongming had no strength to resist at all, and flew out backwards. He stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the giant standing alone in the shadow.

After seeing off Xuan Gongming, An Le turned around and smiled at the demons.

"Who will die first?"

　This chapter feels that there are several good titles that can be taken, "I fight an army with one man", "Prove my way of swordsmanship, and you deserve to die", what a pity!
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