Zhang Xiaotian cut off the head of the last Heavenly Demon in the camp, his hand shook, and all the blood on the blade of the sword shook off, and he looked up.

The yellow light mask was once again occupied by the figure of the Heavenly Demon, and one by one they smashed the yellow light mask with their weapons, and the light of the yellow light mask dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"At this rate, the energy of the mask won't last long."

Hearing Zhang Xiaotian's words, Song Tiantian nodded and said:

"It's better to have a team of people out and kill for a while."

"I'll do it."

"Well, okay, wait a minute, what do you mean...... Are you alone? ”

"That's right, I just need this opportunity to hone my martial arts."

"Uh, are you serious?"

Song Tiantian looked outside the light mask, there were at least hundreds of Heavenly Demons screaming wildly, and behind these hundreds of Heavenly Demons, there was a steady stream of reinforcements.

Even if these cannon fodder are not strong, but there are too many of them, if there is a group of people who support each other to kill, it is better to say, one person......

"I'm sure!"

Zhang Xiaotian's answer made Song Tiantian can't help but look him in the eyes.

The eyes are clear and calm, and there is no sense of impulsiveness.

"Okay!"

Song Tiantian thought about it and agreed to come down.

Whether this Zhang Xiaotian is really sure to get out of the way, or whether he is reckless and looking for death, it's actually none of his business, right?

Moreover, in the army composed of warriors, there will always be some self-righteous guys who think they are strong and strong, but they do not act according to discipline and orders, and like to be strong.

This Zhang Xiaotian doesn't know if it's such a person, if so, it's better to let him die outside, so as not to affect the safety of the entire team.

"Wu Siwen, I'm going to let go of a hole and let Zhang Xiaotian go out."

"What!"

The crowd was shocked.

Is this guy crazy?

Wu Siwen looked at Zhang Xiaotian dumbfounded and asked, "Zhang Xiaotian, are you sure?" ”

Everyone looked at Zhang Xiaotian and then at Song Tiantian, their eyes were a little strange.

Song Tiantian looked at it and immediately felt bad, "Everyone is misunderstanding that I forced Zhang Xiaotian to do this!" ”

hurriedly explained: "This is Zhang Xiaotian's own proposal, he wants to hone his martial arts skills through battle, and I have persuaded him, but he insists on doing so, and I have no choice but to agree." ”

He had to explain it clearly, otherwise he wouldn't be able to command the people behind him.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaotian also explained: "That's right, the junior brother needs to hone his martial arts skills in actual combat, so he insisted on letting Brother Song send me out, it's not about Brother Song." ”

Song Tiantian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhang Xiaotian gratefully, and said: "Everyone is ready to respond, if Zhang Xiaotian is in danger, he will come to the rescue at any time." ”

"Good!"

A group of source power seventh-level martial artists looked at Zhang Xiaotian with admiring eyes, the number of layers of heavenly demons outside made their scalps tingle, this guy dared to go out alone to face it.

If nothing else, at least this courage is admirable.

"Zhang Xiaotian, get ready!" Wu Siwen reminded.

"Alright, let's open it!"

Brush!

Quickly, a crack opened on the yellow light curtain, and several heavenly demons wanted to squeeze in, but they saw a beam of sword light attacking, surging, mighty, and engulfing them in an instant.

It's so strong!

Song Tiantian gasped.

The light curtain then closed, and a group of heavenly demons stopped attacking the light curtain, staring at Zhang Xiaotian who came outside.

Zhang Xiaotian smiled, and the thousand machines in his hand vibrate, and a low sword roar sounded, and then it turned out to be louder, and finally it was like a howl of the wind.

A thunderbolt flashed out of thin air, and then countless light rains shot out of it, so fast that the people below only saw the flashes of light, and couldn't find out where the sword was, so fast that the one-eyed eyes of the surrounding heavenly demons could only barely catch the sword shadow.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a large area of the dense Heavenly Demons on the yellow light curtain was emptied, and the corpses were like mudslides sliding down the light curtain.

"Just a sword?"

A seventh-level martial artist watching the battle below asked his companion next to him in shock, and the person's expression was almost exactly the same as his, and he nodded and said, "Only one sword!" ”

What a fast sword!

Song Tiantian touched his chin, watching Zhang Xiaotian kill a group of heavenly demons with a sword, and then took the initiative to rush into the group of heavenly demons, every time the sword light flickered, a heavenly demon fell, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Wu Siwen, whose strength was second only to Song Tiantian in the field, also showed disbelief, and at the same time, a fighting spirit in his heart was also triggered by Zhang Xiaotian's bravery, thinking: "After a while, when Zhang Xiaotian comes back, should I try it too?" ”

"#¥%&*(Get out of the way)!" A burst of heavenly demon whispers rang out.

Among the black and oppressive Heavenly Demons above, a huge Heavenly Demon with a body of more than three meters tall came out of the crowd, holding a mace in his hand, and slashed at Zhang Xiaotian's head viciously.

This Heavenly Demon should be a small leader, and his strength is one order higher than that of other Heavenly Demons, probably about the peak of the sixth level of source power.

However, for Zhang Xiaotian, what is the difference between the sixth level of source power and the third, fourth, and fifth levels of source power!

"Die!" Taking advantage of the fact that the human beings below were entangled by a group of low-level Heavenly Demons, this Heavenly Demon Leader smashed down the mace with all his might, and the evil wind was like a wolf howling, and soon came to half a foot above Zhang Xiaotian's head.

At this moment, a sword light flashed, swept through the side of the mace, and flashed through the throat of the little leader of the Heavenly Demon.

Cluck!

The little leader of the Heavenly Demon threw away his mace, his hands on his neck, and blood gushed out from his fingers.

And at this time, the sound of the sword roar sounded.

So fast!

At this time, the last thought of the little leader of the Heavenly Demons.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't even look up, and after emitting this sword light, his body swooped forward violently, like a fierce tiger.

The swinging sword light formed a fan-shape, and everywhere it went, the heavenly demons were dismembered one after another, and the stumps and flesh fell like rain.

It's brutal!

A female warrior below subconsciously sighed.

While!

The unstoppable Zhang Xiaotian's sword was finally held up by a long knife.

The two sides struck each other, and the sound was crisp and clear, swinging far away, like the ringing of temple bells.

The mouth of the Heavenly Demon Tiger of the knife cracked, the palm of the palm was slippery, and the arm kept shaking as if shivering.

Then, the light of the sword swept through his neck, and a head rose into the sky.

Zhang Xiaotian turned around, and the sword momentum rotated with the trend, attacking the flaws directly, and assassinating the Heavenly Demons who took advantage of the opportunity to attack one by one.

At this moment, the Heavenly Demon above separated like chopping waves, and a burly Heavenly Demon with a huge body and a pitch-black body fell from the sky, with a long spear in his hand, stabbing with an aggressive momentum like fire.

Master!

A thought flashed in Zhang Xiaotian's heart, and his figure suddenly fell, standing on the yellow light mask.

Wu Siwen stared at Zhang Xiaotian tightly, but saw that he did not make a gesture to retreat into the mask, so he did not move, but watched how Zhang Xiaotian would respond.

The long sword seemed to only vibrate slightly, and countless sword lights formed a circle of light, forcing the low-level heavenly demons surging around them.

His sword was so fast that he couldn't see the sword movement clearly, as if this circle of sword light was so "lightly vibrating" and vibrating out.

The big gun above was already stabbing sharply, and the air that exploded rippled in circles.

(End of chapter)