Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"Martial Skill: Wind Fury Slash!"

Seizing the right time, Yuchiwei slammed his sword, and the fierce sword light killed the [Demon Emperor Guard] warrior captain again.

But this time he felt no emotion of joy.

With one hand, he picked up a scattered war horse beside him, and Yuchiwei turned over and jumped on it.

The surrounding area was already blood-red, it was all the fiery blood from his subordinates.

Yuchiwei frowned tightly, he was anxious, he wanted to turn around and help his subordinates.
But
At a certain moment just now, the eyes of Yu Chiwei and that general Li Xian intertwined.

Li Xian's right hand was already dripping with blood and his flesh had turned outwards. Now he continued to fight with his left hand holding the sword!
Under Li Xian's gesture, Yuchiwei suddenly woke up.

Li Xian is a general with a more overall view than Yuchiwei. If he can successfully join the "Black Cavalry", or any other Ming Dynasty army, he is enough to become a leading general in his own right.

Yuchiwei has always been aware of this, so he deliberately brought Li Xian by his side for training and protection, and just at that moment, Yuchiwei knew from Li Xian's eyes——

The decisive point of this battle has never been with them, but with the commander of the monster clan.

The man from the demon clan who was dressed in red and held a strange magic bottle.

Kill him, and then destroy the magic bottle in his hand.

This is Yuchiwei's only way to win.
However, how difficult is it?Even Yuchiwei himself didn't know.

But there was no time to think, Yuchiwei was desperate, the horse neighed, he and the horse seemed to be integrated, like an arrow off the string, it went straight to attack Chitong.

Facing the enemy coming towards him, the corners of Chitong's mouth slightly raised.
"One last dying struggle? Stupid mortal."

[Demon Emperor Guard] fighters kept coming around.

Yuchiwei resisted with all his strength.

He had to kill that guy before he re-summoned those dead monsters!

However, relying solely on the strength of Yuchiwei's fifth-rank martial artist, it is still too difficult to deal with these monster races
but
For them, for the sake of following his brothers who have come to this desperate situation, Yuchiwei has to fight his way out!
"kill!"

Yuchiwei shouted angrily, his voice seemed to be full of magic power, and he shouted back all the [Demon Emperor Guard] fighters in front of him!

Leaping under the horse.

Holding the long sword that was about to curl, Yuchiwei galloped to the top of the red pupil.

"Go to hell! Yaozu!"

Concentrate fighting spirit and cut out with one sword!
That sword looked so powerful that even the aura of the surrounding world seemed to be attracted by it.

but
In the blink of an eye, there is only the scene of Yuchiwei being thrown backwards by a blow.
The curly-edged long sword that had been dyed red fell alone in Chi Tong's hand at this moment.

The latter's posture is still elegant, and there is no sense of urgency in the battlefield.
Yuchiwei, who was lying on the ground, was vomiting blood all over his body.

The smell of blood mixed with the earthy scent of grass is so disgusting to Yuchiwei's sense of smell at this moment
"Kill them, leave none behind."

Chitong didn't leave Yuchiwei any chance to breathe, just for a moment, the battlefield has already shown a completely one-sided trend
As for Yuchiwei, he only felt his limbs becoming heavier and weaker, and his eyelids were like a pair of iron plates, which could be completely closed at any moment.
A monster warrior received Chitong's order, flew from a distance and stepped on Yuchiwei directly, aiming the red flame sword at Yuchiwei's head.

Is everything coming to an end?
Yuchiwei felt a sudden burst of heat in front of him, and he fell unconscious immediately.
in the village.

With Xie Fuyi's spiritual consciousness, even with only half cultivation, he can clearly see any unshielded movement within a radius of a hundred miles.

He saw the fearless charge led by Yuchiwei's "Black Riders".

In fact, there is no special weapon with Taoist spells, nor is there enough fighting energy to gather. Among them, the attacks of most of them cannot cause effective attacks on the warriors of the monster clan.

Only Yuchiwei, who is a high-level warrior, has the ability to threaten the opponent's life.

but
During the battles he witnessed, Xie Fuyi also realized that these monster warriors were not ordinary existences——

With the help of his superb fighting skills and profound fighting spirit, Yuchiwei had already killed several monster warriors, causing them to dissipate after turning into bursts of black mist.
But the commanding general on the opposite side seems to be—"Blood Demon" Chi Tong.

A demon clan that Xie Fuyi had seen at the demon emperor Chu Chi's side.

The red pupil held a strange bottle-shaped magic weapon in his hand, the magic weapon was surrounded by black mist, and wisps of black mist flowed out of it
The Yaozu warriors who had been killed by Yuchiwei unexpectedly reappeared one by one from the black mist!
"Resurrection from the dead?"

Xie Fuyi said to himself lightly, "...No, it's another way."

He realized that the "Blood Demon" Chitong didn't intend to give Yuchiwei any chance to breathe. In just a moment, the huge battlefield has already shown a completely one-sided trend.
Yuchiwei was unable to fight any more, a [Demon Emperor Guard] fighter was about to end his life.

At the same time, Xie Fuyi, who was far away in the village, finally decided to activate his teleportation magic weapon, the strange sculpture that was given to Yuchiwei long ago.

"...After all, he's alive, maybe it's better for us, isn't it?"

Sunset afterglow.

There were no traces of previous fierce battles left on the huge grassland.

The blood-stained grassland was camouflaged by the afterglow of the setting sun, and the smell of blood was also blown away by the strong wind.

The monster warrior who wanted to understand Yuchiwei with his sword stabbed the blood-red grass with the red flame sword in his hand.

Yuchiwei and his subordinates all disappeared mysteriously.

In the distance, two figures that did not exist appeared on the grassland.

Chitong, the commander of the Yaozu special forces and [Yaohuangwei], looked at the two people in front of him with slightly surprised eyes.

The two people in front of them were dressed as immortal masters from the Dao League of the Immortal World. They were dressed in pure white robes of monks, but they were long swords that were not seen by ordinary monks with swords.

Among them, the man standing Weiwei in front has an indescribable air of immortality and silent coercion between his brows, making people feel an inexplicable feeling of wanting to fall to the ground when facing him.
The other one is a petite woman, and the pure white monk robe can't hide the "evil" under her faint smile, but I don't know why, when her face is matched with that kind of slightly malicious smile , but it can't arouse the boredom of others at all, on the contrary, it has the desire to know her even more.
"Blood Demon" Chitong's eyes were serious, and he swallowed his saliva slightly
He felt a little strange.

Yuchiwei and his cavalry, who had been cornered before, were nowhere to be seen now. Instead, these two mysterious figures suddenly appeared.

Presumably, it should have escaped with the help of some magic weapon or teleportation method and replaced it, but Chitong has no idea what kind of method it is.

Is it a powerful person who uses unknown mystical methods?You have to be careful.

Chitong stretched out his hand slightly, and made all the [Demon Emperor Guard] fighters retreat, maintaining a certain distance to guard around his side.

Every Warrior of the Demon Emperor Guards relentlessly observes every move of the opponent.

The leading immortal master in white in front of him took a step forward and said——

"Everyone of the Monster Race, I have a good proposal, which is most beneficial to you and me."

Although there was a little distance, under the wind blowing, Xie Fuyi's voice was transmitted very clearly.

Chitong didn't respond, at this moment, the white-clothed monk in front of him continued to say——

". I would like to make a deal with you all. I wonder if I can delay a little time?"

Chitong quickly searched in his mind for a famous monk in the Xianmeng who had a similar appearance and temperament.

Logically speaking, to be able to appear in such a remote border, yet be so calm and composed, one should be very confident in one's own strength.

I'm afraid it's a monk of the fifth-order Zifu stage or even a higher-order monk of the sixth-order Nascent Soul stage.
However, Chi Tong couldn't think of any Purple Mansion Stage cultivator who matched his temperament, and it was very likely that he was an unknown person.

It seems that it is better to listen to what the other party has to say for the time being, and collect information from it and analyze it carefully.

With such a judgment, Chitong raised her chin slightly, signaling for Xie Fuyi to continue talking.

"Since this is the case, then, there is one thing that I must explain to everyone in advance—you can't beat me."