Chapter 391 Rushing for help from thousands of miles away
Chapter 391: Thousands of Miles Away for Help
"No, I can't just sit there and wait to die!" The Pavilion Master said through gritted teeth, suppressing the grief in his heart.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Pass the order down, all disciples of Wanbao Pavilion, swear to defend Wanbao Pavilion until death!" The Pavilion Master's voice was sonorous and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.
"Yes!" All the disciples responded in unison. Although they were filled with fear, they had to carry out the Pavilion Master's orders.
At the critical moment of life and death, the disciples put aside their fear, tried their best, risked their own lives, and hoped to survive.
However, facing the monsters that were pouring in like a tide, the resistance of Wanbao Pavilion seemed so insignificant.
boom!
Click!
The Lingbao barrier was broken.
The demons rushed into the Wanbao Pavilion, shouting and aggressively.
In order to take over this vast resource-rich area, the demons dispatched a large force this time, led by two celestial demons, nearly a hundred earthly demons, and hundreds of millions of demon soldiers, in a massive attack.
The pressure that Lingbao Domain is under is far greater than that of Guantian Academy and Tiandi Bank.
A moment of crisis.
Reinforcements from Tianmen have arrived.
Yuan Xiaogang fulfilled his mission and asked Tianmen for reinforcements.
A ladder extended out, and more than a thousand Tianmen disciples flew out, charging towards the demon army and tearing the demon formation apart in an instant.
The leaders are Ling Donglai and Yan Fei from the Eight Myths, and Dongfang Bubai, Baili Dongjun, Li Xunhuan and Han Xin from the Hundred Direct Disciples.
"You little devils, stop being so arrogant!"
Yan Fei shouted loudly, swung his sword to cut a bloody path, and stopped the strongest demon of the demon clan - Demon Lord Yefu.
Demon Lord Yefu is one of the 88 celestial demons, ranked 17th. His cultivation is at the peak of the celestial demon realm, and he possesses many magical skills of the demon clan.
"You little human, you dare to attack me, you are seeking death!"
Ye Fu snorted coldly and waved his palm to meet Yan Fei's magic sword.
"Well done!"
Yan Fei's mouth corners suddenly curled up, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the fairy sword in his hand drew a circle in the void, stabbing at Ye Fu's throat at an incredible angle.
"Huh?" Ye Fu suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis coiled around him like a poisonous snake.
He wanted to pull back, but it was too late.
The sword in Yan Fei's hand was like a poisonous dragon emerging from a cave, piercing towards his throat with lightning speed.
This sword was fast, accurate, and fierce, with a tricky angle and perfect timing. It was obvious that it had been planned for a long time.
"Pfft!"
The sound of the sword entering the flesh was clearly audible. Ye Fu reacted quickly enough to avoid the throat, but the chest was pierced by the Tianque sword, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"you……!"
Ye Fu widened his eyes in disbelief. He could never have imagined that he would be hurt by someone who was just an ant in his eyes.
"This sword is for those dead humans!" Yan Fei's eyes were cold and his tone was full of hatred.
Yan Fei has always hated evil and was furious when he saw the dead and injured humans everywhere. Therefore, he used his ultimate move and showed no mercy when he attacked.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the magic sword, causing a string of blood to splash.
Ye Fu staggered backward, leaving a shocking bloody hole on his chest.
However, the demon had strong vitality, and this sword only seriously injured him but did not take his life.
"You... deserve to die!" Ye Fu roared, and the demonic energy in his body surged again, erupting like a volcano.
"The devil is limitless!"
Ye Fu formed seals with his hands, and a terrifying demonic energy gathered into a huge black palm, covering the sky and the sun, pressing down the sky, and slapped Yan Fei fiercely.
This palm contained Ye Fu's raging rage and his magic power that could destroy the world.
However, Yan Fei remained calm in the face of this tremendous palm power. He wielded the magic sword in his hand as if it were his own arm, drawing one mysterious trajectory after another.
His swordsmanship has reached the state of returning to the original nature, with the power to transform decay into magic. With the flash of sword light, the evil hand of Night Duck was pierced with thousands of holes, like a broken sieve.
The two sides were almost evenly matched, fighting from the ground to mid-air, forming a separate battlefield, and outsiders had no chance of intervening.
In another direction, Ling Donglai crossed the void, emitting endless Taoist charm. With a wave of his hand, green Taoist light descended, and the demons were annihilated one after another.
"Damn it!"
Upon seeing this, the demon Leng Chi immediately came forward and waved his long sleeves. Pink demonic energy swept over and enveloped Dong Lai.
The demon Leng Chi is best at illusion.
Ling Donglai felt as if he was in an endless illusion, and his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move.
“Hehe, human boy, aren’t you pretty awesome? How about you, now you are trapped in my illusion and have no idea what to do!”
Leng Chi's laughter was as ethereal and unpredictable as a night ghost, and her figure moved left and right, making it difficult to tell where she was.
"A little trick!"
Unexpectedly, Ling Donglai's heart was as solid as a rock and he was not affected by the illusion at all. A layer of Three Purities Mysterious Light appeared outside his body, making him immune to all attacks.
The illusion that Leng Chi painstakingly created collapsed on its own.
"Such a powerful Taoism. Boy, who are you?" Leng Chi's face changed drastically and he looked at Ling Donglai in disbelief.
Among the human race, she had never seen anyone with such a firm heart in the Tao.
You know, her magic method could even trap Ye Fu for a moment, but she didn't expect that it would be completely ineffective in front of Ling Donglai.
Her strongest means failed, and she no longer had any chance of winning against Ling Donglai.
However, she is a powerful demon after all. Apart from her magic, her strength is also at the top of the world.
The illusion failed, and she immediately used another killing move. She raised her hands and the pink demonic energy in the sky turned into countless arrows, which attacked Ling Donglai like an overwhelming force.
"That's what a master looks like!"
Ling Donglai smiled faintly, the immortal energy in his body surged, and he clasped his palms together. The Taoist rhythm flowed around him and instantly condensed into a huge Tai Chi pattern, swallowing up all the magic arrows.
Leng Chi was horrified. She had never seen anyone who could resolve her attack so easily.
Seeing that the magic arrow had returned in vain, Leng Chi decided to retreat. He stepped forward and his body dissipated like smoke, trying to escape.
"Want to leave? That's not that easy!" How could Ling Donglai miss such a good opportunity? The seal in his hand changed, and the Tai Chi pattern turned into countless green rays of light, quickly blocking Leng Chi's retreat.
Leng Chi was forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to fight.
She gathered her demonic energy once again, transforming it into a gigantic sickle, aiming straight at Ling Donglai's vital points.
However, Ling Donglai was prepared. He moved his fingers slightly, and the green light suddenly shrank, fixing the sickle in mid-air, unable to move.
"It's over." Ling Donglai said calmly, and then a green light burst out from his hand, instantly enveloping Leng Chi.
In a moment, Leng Chi's figure was torn apart by the green light and turned into starlight that dissipated in the air.
Ling Donglai was born with a natural knack for shortcuts, and his strength ranked first among the eight myths. Leng Chi's death at his hands was not unjust.
On the other side, the battle between Yan Fei and Ye Fu was still stalemate.
Ye Fu was unable to defeat Yan Fei and became increasingly furious. The demonic energy in his body continued to rise, as if it was endless.
He kept approaching Yan Fei, his roar was as sharp as thunder, shaking his soul, and his palms attacked like a violent storm, forcing Yan Fei to retreat step by step.
Ye Fu's strength is indeed very strong, and he is especially good at soul attacks.
It's a pity that he met Yan Fei, a man with a stable soul and god-like swordsmanship. No matter how he exploded, Yan Fei could always cope with it with ease.
However, seeing that Ling Donglai had finished the battle, he put away his playful mood and became serious.
"Let's fight quickly!"
Yan Fei's mind moved, and the true energy in his body circulated wildly. The fairy sword in his hand shone brightly and struck Ye Fu's heart with the force of lightning.
This sword embodies Yan Fei's great power, and its power is unimaginable.