At the same time, somewhere sixty thousand miles away from the Devil's Edge battlefield.

At the bottom of a desolate valley, Li Qiu Shui stood with his hands behind his hands. His white robe was dark red and covered in blood. Four demonic figures were standing or sitting around him.

Li Qiushui glanced calmly at the tenth-level demon general Wushi, the tenth-level demon general Anye, the tenth-level demon general Wufeng, and the tenth-level demon general Yinshan.

They are all famous tenth-level demon generals from the demon clan, and their cultivation levels are comparable to those of the tenth-level Yunshen masters of the human race.

And these devil generals, who are rarely seen in ordinary times, all appeared in this devil valley. What does it mean?

"This is a trap."

Li Qiushui seemed to be making a statement.

Demon General Wush is a muscular demon who is eight feet tall and covered with slender black scales. Compared to the weird looks of other demons, he is obviously closer to the human race.

He was holding a seven-foot-long jet-black mace in his hand, which looked very heavy. Traces of black energy steamed up from Wushi's body, faintly echoing the mace, and everything looked extremely evil.

"Yes, this is a trap aimed at human masters, but we didn't expect that we were so lucky that we actually caught a sword cultivator."

This Wushi had a shrill voice, and when he spoke he sounded like a pheasant that had been strangled by its neck.

A tenth-level demon general is equivalent to a tenth-level monk of Yun Shen in the human race, while Li Qiu Shui is only at the fifth level of Yun Shen.

Although everyone in the world said that the swordsman's combat power was the best at his level, Li Qiu Shui himself knew it very well.

Today, he can't leave.

The level classification of demons is very simple. The lowest level of demons have the same combat power as human race Yuan Lian and Yuan Jing monks.

Above the monsters are the demon soldiers, who are equivalent to the human race's infant-breaking monks.

Above the demon soldiers are the demon generals, who are equivalent to the Yun Shen-stage monks of the human race.

Then there is the Demon Commander, who is comparable to a human monk in the Hedao stage.

As for the level above the Demon Commander, it is the realm of the Demon King, which is equivalent to the human Dao realm monk.

Each level has ten levels, corresponding to the tenth level of human cultivation.

At this time, behind Li Qiu Shui, there were the corpses of hundreds of demon soldiers. The lowest of these demon soldiers was at the first level of human Poying stage, and the highest was comparable to the tenth level of Poying.

This is the bait for the trap.

The demons can sacrifice so many demon soldiers to lay traps, how can they let their prey escape?

Since he couldn't leave, Li Qiushui didn't want to leave either.

"Then kill him."

Li Qiushui thought, and the Qiu Shui sword on his waist let out a sword roar.

Chi!

A sword energy appeared out of thin air, followed by countless sword energy blasting out.

Li Qiushui's white robe was instantly as black as ink, and the frenzy of sword energy was like a raging wave, but its range was only two feet!

Countless sword energy roared and whirled around Li Qiushui like the water of the Mo River, and like a heavy rain in early autumn.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the earth tore apart and the vegetation collapsed!

At this time, Li Qiu Shui has given up on controlling the sword energy, but is concentrating on injecting Yuanli into this sword, only pursuing the power of killing the enemy!!

When the autumn water arrives, hundreds of rivers fill the river!

This sword has this meaning!

"kill!"

Following Li Qiu Shui's violent shout, the sword energy in the sky suddenly paused, and then rushed towards Wushi Pu.

Demon General Wushi's expression changed, and he felt as if his eyebrows had been pricked by needles, and there was a dull pain.

"Damn it, this swordsman is so boring that he actually started doing it! Yinshan!"

Wushi yelled and stepped back, and the Demon General, who was as tall as a hill and glowing with metallic luster, stepped on the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

Bang!

The huge force shattered a large area of ​​land, and the demon general Yinshan's huge body directly turned into a hill and slammed into Li Qiushui's monstrous sword energy.

boom!

The sword energy that filled the sky was violently hit by the Yin Mountain. Although it was blown away and covered with bruises, it was still weak and most of it dissipated.

The demon general Wushi took the opportunity to dodge, with a sinister smile on his face, and hit Li Qiushui with all his strength from one side.

The huge mace instantly erupted into a large black light, suddenly became extremely heavy, and made a harsh whine. Its power was not inferior to the full force of the Yinshan Mountain!

Li Qiu Shui's gaze condensed, and the sword energy in the sky instantly turned around, deftly releasing the force of the stick from the side.

But most of it was consumed.

By this time, the originally monstrous sword energy was only reduced to less than 30% of its original strength.

Just as the two demons set off, the remaining two demon generals were not idle either. Instead, one turned into a black wind and the other turned into a strange shadow and shot towards Li Qiushui.

Seeing the sword energy gradually dissipating, Wushi suddenly frowned. Not only did the tingling sensation between his eyebrows not weaken, it actually became more intense than before!

"not good!"

He suddenly stopped, but he saw that just when the demon generals Wu Feng and An Ye were about to approach Li Qiu Shui, Li Qiu Shui suddenly raised his arm. He had never drawn the sword before, and pressed his right hand on the sword.

On the handle.

"Autumn means killing."

puff!

Li Qiu Shui's face turned pale, and one of Demon General Wu Feng's arms flew directly into the air, spraying out a large amount of blood!

This sword is silent but terrifyingly fast!

Even the other three demon generals subconsciously retreated suddenly and assumed a defensive posture.

As the demon generals retreated, Li Qiushui never caught up. Instead, he tried his best to avoid the damage to his arm caused by the violent sword attack.

However, this subtle movement could not escape the eyes of Demon General Wu Feng.

Demon General Wufeng covered his wound and laughed miserably: "Hahahaha, I finally forced this sword out."

"The cost of using only one arm is worth it."

The other three demon generals also breathed a sigh of relief and showed serious smiles.

It turns out that the demon generals have already been prepared for the sword cultivator's fatal blow.

The moment Wushi felt the killing intent, he thought Li Qiushui's sword was meant to kill him.

But in fact, Li Qiu Shui originally wanted to kill Demon General Wu Feng, but because of his agile figure, he was able to avoid him at the last moment.

Li Qiu Shui looked at Demon General Wu Feng solemnly: "You shouldn't be able to hide."

Demon General Wufeng chuckled: "That's right, but my Demonic Wind intention had a slight breakthrough when I saw your sword strike just now."

Li Qiushui looked regretful: "What a coincidence."

Wufeng smiled ferociously: "Yes, so go and die."

If he hadn't subconsciously turned sideways due to the realization he just had, he might really be dead at this moment.

Sword cultivator is really scary.

However, it also shows that their trap was successful.

"kill!"

The four demon generals looked at each other, determined to slowly grind the sword cultivator to death, and all rushed towards Li Qiushui.

Li Qiu Shui's face was pale. He was fighting one against four and would not retreat until he died.

The entire valley was immediately shaken by a series of fierce sounds of fighting, and the grass and trees rustled.

Li Qiushui kept coughing up blood and was covered in wounds, but the four demon generals always retreated with one blow, never giving him a chance to explode.

He still has the strength to draw the sword again, but he is not sure that he can take away one of the demons.

'If I can refine my sword power even more, I will definitely be able to take away one of the demons, damn it!'

Gradually, Li Qiushui's vision began to blur.

Suddenly, after receiving a blow from Wushi, he suddenly rolled out. When he got up, only the hilt of the Qiu Shui Sword in his hand was left, and the sword body had disappeared without a trace.

The sword was broken.

However, a familiar connection appeared in front of him.

Li Qiu Shui coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up, revealing a row of white teeth. Against the backdrop of the bright red blood, he looked at the four demon generals and smiled.

"Senior brother, you are here." He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the sky.
Chapter completed!