Junior sister took first place again

In the center of the abyss battlefield, the figure of the Lord of Shuoyue City was like a black lightning, and every time he swung his weapon, he took away countless lives.

Without the treatment of Yuan Xi Zhenjun and the command of Xuan Su Zhenjun, the battle situation became extremely difficult for the coalition forces of the immortal sect and the demon clan.

Mingjing Zhenjun, calmly directing the battle from the rear, had been commanding the troops. His mental power was immense, allowing him to see every corner of the battlefield and chart the course for the coalition forces.

However, as the war situation worsened, Master Mingjing knew that he could no longer stand idly by.

His figure slowly walked out of the command camp, each step filled with determination and resoluteness.

The Lord of Shuoyue City immediately noticed the presence of Master Mingjing. A sneer curled up his lips. "Yan Xi, you're finally willing to take action yourself. Do you think your mental strength can withstand my demon soldiers?"

Master Mingjing did not answer. He just stood there quietly, as if isolated from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

His mental power began to fluctuate, and an invisible pressure gradually spread across the battlefield. This was the special skill of the Mei Xiu - the spiritual field, which could affect the enemy's mind and weaken their combat effectiveness.

The Lord of Shuoyue City felt this pressure, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fighting spirit.

His power began to gather, and the air around him twisted, obviously preparing for a powerful attack.

The battle began. The Lord of Shuoyue City waved his magic soldiers and released black demonic energy ripples. These ripples were like sharp blades, cutting through the air and rushing straight towards Master Mingjing.

The spiritual realm of Master Mingjing expanded instantly, forming a series of spiritual barriers that dissolved these demonic ripples one by one.

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Shuoyue City flashed and turned into several afterimages, each of which was waving a magic weapon and attacking Master Mingjing from different angles.

This is the demon clan's body movement - Phantom Thousand Strikes, which can create multiple attack points in an instant, making it difficult for the enemy to defend.

The spiritual realm of Master Mingjing changed again, and his spiritual power turned into spiritual chains, wrapping around the afterimage of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

These spiritual chains could lock onto the enemy's true form, weakening their attack power. As the afterimages of Shuoyue City Lord were locked onto one by one, he was forced to reveal his true form and engage True Lord Mingjing head-on.

The chains and the demon soldiers collided in mid-air, emitting a deafening metallic clang. The Shuoyue City Lord's demon soldiers were swirling with black demonic energy, forming a black tornado that charged directly towards True Lord Mingjing.

Master Mingjing's spiritual power condensed again, forming a spiritual barrier that blocked the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

The Lord of Shuoyue City suddenly burst out with a powerful force, and his magic soldiers were wrapped in black demonic energy, forming a black tornado, rushing straight towards Master Mingjing.

The spiritual realm of Master Mingjing began to waver in the face of this force, and the Lord of Shuoyue City took the opportunity to launch a more violent attack, but Master Mingjing quickly stabilized himself, and his spiritual power condensed again, forming a spiritual barrier that blocked the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

At the same time, his body suddenly became blurred. He used the secret body skills of Hehuan Palace, changed his position instantly, and avoided the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

The attack missed, and a flash of anger flashed in Shuoyue City Lord's eyes. He said coldly, "Yan Xi, is this the only way for you Mei cultivators to fight like turtles?"

Master Mingjing did not answer, but suddenly counterattacked, his mental power transformed into a sharp blade, piercing deep into the consciousness of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

The Shuoyue City Lord's body shook violently and he took several steps back.

But the Lord of Shuoyue City was not angry, but excited instead, because this attack allowed him to roughly determine the location of Yan Xi's true body.

An even more powerful force suddenly burst out from the body of the Lord of Shuoyue City, which bounced back the mental power of Master Mingjing.

With a roar, the black demonic energy on his demon soldiers rolled and roared like boiling ink, condensing into a huge demonic energy storm, sweeping towards the location of Master Mingjing.

He no longer held back on this attack, and the true power of the Mahayana demon was fully revealed at this moment.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Master Mingjing's eyes. He knew that it was difficult to withstand the full force of the Lord of Shuoyue City with his mental strength alone.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and his mental power intertwined with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming rays of purple light. These rays of light condensed in front of him and turned into a huge light shield.

"Boom!" The demonic energy storm collided with the light shield, making a deafening roar that shook the entire battlefield. Under the impact of the demonic energy storm, the light shield of Master Mingjing flickered rapidly, and it seemed that it could shatter at any moment.

But Master Mingjing did not give up. His mental power surged towards the light shield like a tide, stabilizing the defense.

His figure appeared and disappeared behind the light shield, as if it had merged into one with the shield, making it difficult to distinguish.

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Shuoyue City's eyes flashed with admiration, but his attack only intensified. His demonic weapons swung even more swiftly, each strike accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air. The black demonic energy and the purple light shield constantly collided, emitting dazzling sparks.

Under such a violent attack, cracks finally appeared in Master Mingjing's light shield. The Shuoyue City Lord seized the opportunity, unleashing the power of his demonic soldiers once again. A stream of black demonic energy, like a giant dragon, broke through the light shield and struck Master Mingjing directly.

The figure of Master Mingjing disappeared at the last moment, and when he reappeared, he was already several feet away. His face was pale, and it was obvious that the defense just now had consumed a lot of his mental energy.

A deep scar appeared on his left arm, and blood was oozing from the wound. This was because he was unable to dodge at the last moment and was injured by the aftermath of the demonic storm.

The attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City did not stop. His figure suddenly became blurred, and then it split into countless black shadows. Each black shadow held a magic weapon and surrounded the True Lord Mingjing from all directions.

"Don't even think about escaping!" The Lord of Shuoyue City shouted, and countless black shadows waved their magic weapons at the same time, slashing towards Master Mingjing.

Each attack carried a piercing sound, like a heavy rainstorm, leaving no escape. Faced with this overwhelming onslaught, Master Mingjing remained unfazed. His figure left a trail of shadows, reappearing mid-air.

Master Mingjing understood that the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City could no longer be resisted by mental strength, so he slowly stretched out his hand towards the void, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered and condensed into the shape of a sword in an instant, which he held in his hand.

This is the weapon of Master Mingjing, named "Phantom Spirit". It glows with a faint purple light all over, and the sword body is light and sharp. It can not only enhance mental power, but also conceal sword energy in battle, making it difficult for the enemy to grasp.

The phantom drew purple tracks in the air, and each track accurately met the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

Master Mingjing shouted softly, and his mental power merged perfectly with the "Phantom" sword. The sword light shuttled through the shadows like a phantom. Every time the sword light flashed, a shadow was dispersed.

Although the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City was fierce, the swordsmanship of Master Mingjing was even more exquisite. His swordsmanship not only defended against the attack of the Lord of Shuoyue City, but also looked for opportunities to counterattack.

Finally, in a flash of sword light, the "Phantom" sword pierced through a black shadow of the Lord of Shuoyue City, and the black shadow immediately dissipated, revealing the true form of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

It is best for a Mei Xiu to defeat the enemy without unsheathing his own weapon, but that doesn't mean he will be unable to do it in a real fight.

The Shuoyue City Lord's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Master Mingjing's swordsmanship to be so superior. He immediately withdrew his attack, and the demon soldiers danced in front of him, forming a black barrier, trying to block Master Mingjing's pursuit.

However, Master Mingjing's sword drew a strange arc in the air, and the purple light on the tip of the sword shone brightly, actually penetrating the black barrier of the Shuoyue City Lord. The sword light pointed directly at the Shuoyue City Lord's vital point.

If this sword strikes, even a Mahayana cultivator would find it difficult to withstand it. A flash of shock and anger flashed in Shuoyue City Lord's eyes, and a powerful demonic energy suddenly erupted from his body. He flew backward like a black meteor.

At the same time, the black demonic energy on his demon soldiers condensed into a huge demonic shield, which blocked the attack of Master Mingjing.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the demonic shield collided with the "Phantom" sword, causing a strong shock wave to erupt, and cracks appeared on the surrounding ground.

The body of the Lord of Shuoyue City was blown backward by the shock wave, and Master Mingjing also felt the huge recoil force and his body shook slightly.

Although the demonic shield of the Lord of Shuoyue City blocked the direct attack of the phantom spirit, the purple light from the sword passed through the shield and hit his chest.

A charred mark appeared on his chest. The violent collision between demonic energy and mental power caused him internal injuries, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Master Mingjing was not having an easy time either. Although his sword penetrated the shield of demonic energy, he was still severely injured by the counterattack of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

His right shoulder was injured by the recoil of the Demonic Shield, his shoulder bone was almost broken, and blood oozed from under his battle robe, staining half of his body red.

The battle between the two has entered a white-hot stage, and every confrontation causes the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy intertwined in the air, forming a series of shocking pictures.

Each slash was accompanied by a black demonic aura, like lightning in the night, streaking across the sky. His power was so immense it could rip through space, and each strike made the air explode. His movements were like a ghost, appearing and disappearing, making him difficult to predict.

The long sword of Master Mingjing was like a stream of light, with purple light flashing on the tip of the sword, and every time it stabbed out, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Suddenly, the body of the Lord of Shuoyue City split into thousands of black shadows like a meteor in the night sky. Each black shadow was like a ghost, holding a magic weapon, surging from all directions like a tide, and attacking the True Lord Mingjing with great momentum.

Facing this overwhelming and overwhelming attack, Master Mingjing's eyes were as calm as the surface of a calm lake, unperturbed.

His mental strength condensed once again, as if he had built an indestructible mental wall. At the same time, the sword in his hand was like a nimble dragon, and the sword light intertwined like a net, ruthlessly cutting off the black shadows.

However, the true body of the Lord of Shuoyue City was moving freely among these dark shadows like a fish in water. His demon soldiers made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like poisonous snakes coming out of a cave, and went straight to the vital point of Master Zhijing.

The long sword of Master Mingjing was unsheathed, and the sword light erupted like a volcano, colliding with the demon soldiers of the Lord of Shuoyue City with a loud bang, making a shocking sound.

The two men's weapons clashed fiercely in the air, and each collision was like thunder, making the surrounding space tremble.

The battle became more and more intense, and the black demonic energy on the demon soldiers of the Lord of Shuoyue City became more and more dense, like billowing black smoke, and his attacks became more and more fierce and violent, like a storm.

The purple light on Master Mingjing's sword became increasingly dazzling, like a raging fire, burning away all the darkness.

Their battle was like two meteors colliding in mid-air, each clash akin to the collapse of the heavens and earth, shattering the very fabric of the world. Finally, after a thrilling clash, the Shuoyue City Lord's demonic soldiers and the Mingjing Zhenjun's longsword remained in a stalemate in mid-air.

The power of the two people reached its peak at this moment like a volcanic eruption, and the surrounding space began to distort violently.

Demonic energy and spiritual power intertwined in the air, forming huge waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping around like raging waves.

The powerful pressure spread out, making it difficult for the two sides fighting below to continue.

However, just as the Lord of Shuoyue City and Master Mingjing were in a stalemate, a snow-white figure appeared on the battlefield like a ghost and approached the Lord of Shuoyue City silently.

Her hair was as white as ice and snow, her eyes gleamed with a cold blue light, and her figure loomed on the battlefield, almost blending into the surrounding environment.

A huge snow wolf shadow suddenly rushed out from the territory, like a white lightning, and rushed straight to the back of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

The Lord of Yongfeng appeared here at some unknown time, with his claws shining with a cold light, and rushed straight towards the Lord of Shuoyue City. The tips of his claws were as sharp as knives. If this attack hit, even the high-level demons with extraordinary recovery abilities would find it difficult to withstand it.

Xun Fei felt the threat from behind, and a hint of shock and anger flashed in his eyes, but it was too late to react.

Ling's sharp claws hit his back hard, and an extremely cold air accompanied by powerful force rushed into the body of Shuoyue City. Several deep wounds were immediately torn on his back, and blood, broken bones and shattered armor splashed out.

The Lord of New Moon City roared in agony as the force sent him flying, sending him crashing heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand, but the extreme cold within him was already eroding his demonic energy, slowing his movements.

The demon soldier lost the control of his master, let out a mournful cry, and turned into a black light and returned to the body of the Lord of Shuoyue City.

Before the Lord of Shuoyue City could struggle to stand up, the huge white wolf pounced on him again.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Shuoyue City, but there was no time for him to hesitate. If he didn't retreat, he might die here today.

The body of the Lord of Shuoyue City began to dissipate, turning into wisps of black demonic energy, and eventually dissipated into the air.

King Yongfeng turned into a human and stood quietly on the battlefield. There was no trace of blood on her body, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with her.

She turned her gaze to Master Mingjing and said with dissatisfaction in her tone, "Master, it has come to this. It is ridiculous to still talk about gentlemanly etiquette with the demons. If you let Xunfei go this time, who knows how many more warriors will die at his hands in the future."

Ling was very angry. The demon clan always thought highly of themselves and disdained to use despicable means. But this time, in order to eliminate Xun Fei in one fell swoop, they even put aside their pride and resorted to the despicable trick of sneak attack that they usually despised the most.

However, what she never expected was that at the last moment, Master Mingjing, who should have killed the enemy in one go, inexplicably stopped attacking, giving Xunfei a chance to breathe and eventually leading to his successful escape.

Master Mingjing's body shook, and then a trickle of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. However, he still endured the pain, quickly pinched the magic formula to perform a Cleansing Dust Formula, and then turned around without looking back and strode towards the center of the chaotic battlefield.

Only a low, firm voice echoed in the air: "Xun Fei is no ordinary man. He cannot be killed so easily. Moreover, we should not rashly take his life at this moment. Our disciples are exhausted after the series of fierce battles and urgently need to rest and recuperate. If we insist on killing him now, it will inevitably trigger a frenzied counterattack from the demons."

"Once those vicious demons come out in full force, the situation will become increasingly difficult to handle."

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Yongfeng narrowed her eyes slightly and pondered inwardly. Although she was unwilling to accept it, she had to admit that what Master Mingjing said was indeed reasonable.

At this point, dwelling on the past was futile. The most pressing task now was to quickly divide the fruits of this hard-earned victory. After all, no matter how tortuous and arduous the process, the credit for ultimately inflicting a heavy blow on Shuoyue City Lord Xunfei would ultimately belong to their demon clan.