In the human territory, in a small town near the border of the Southern Kingdom.
In the open space of the town, there was a young man in white clothes and a beaded crown. He held a three-foot-long blade and stood proudly. Around him were dozens of ferocious demons.
Dozens of cold eyes stared at the man, and a bone-chilling killing intent spread out, as if it wanted to swallow the white-robed man.
If it was an ordinary person, not to mention the cold killing intent, just looking at the ferocious appearance of those demons would make their legs go weak and their hearts tremble.
However, the white-robed man's expression was very indifferent and cold.
In his eyes, those tall and ferocious monsters were no longer living beings, but lifeless corpses.
A gentle breeze blew over. The man in white's clothes fluttered in the wind, and his aura was out of the world. He was clearly on a mission like a banished immortal above the nine heavens, but the feeling that the man gave off was so cold, proud, lonely, and indifferent to life.
When she got close to this man, she could feel the aura of death approaching her.
However, the man's appearance was extremely outstanding. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. His facial features were deep, and his skin was like white jade that was sparkling and moist. His eyes were like two cold stars that flickered with divine light.
"You actually dared to kill our people. I think you're tired of living!”
One of the extremely sturdy demon leaders with a horn on its forehead spat out a rough breath and shouted at the man in a muffled voice.
"You guys want to die too?"
The white-robed man spoke with a cold expression.
This time, his voice was extremely cold and emotionless, causing the demons surrounding him to tremble subconsciously. They felt a sense of death approaching quickly, and their hearts were bone-chilling!
"You…"
The leader of the demons subconsciously took a step back. For some reason, he could not feel any mana fluctuations from the man in front of him, but he could not help but feel fear.
However, the fear in the demon's eyes flashed for a moment before it was instantly filled with a ferocious expression.
He was just a human, but he had more than ten brothers on his side. They had the advantage in numbers, so there was nothing to be afraid of!
"Attack together! Kill him!"
The leader of the demons roared loudly. The rough weapon in his hand brought with it a whistling sound as it covered the man's head. The surrounding demons heard their boss's call and also grinned hideously as they charged at the man.
For a moment, the sound of air being torn apart rang out from all directions, like a horn that was about to take life. The sharp weapons blocked the man's entire body, leaving him no room to dodge.
The leading demon seemed to have already seen the scene of the man being smashed into meat paste.
"Clang!"
A crisp sword sound rang out.
Facing such a life-and-death situation, the three-foot-long blade in the white-robed man's hand slowly unsheathed in a calm manner, as if he did not care about the incoming attack at all.
"Buzz!"
The snow-white tip of the sword gently brushed against the side of the scabbard.
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a bone-chilling killing intent suddenly spread from the white-robed man's body. It was mixed with a terrifying aura that swept like a violent wind, and the air waves were heavy.
The man's long black hair fluttered in the wind, looking extraordinary.
The moment the tip of the sword left the sheath, the man in white moved. In the narrow space that was surrounded, the man's figure was like a ghost.
None of the demons could touch the man.
In the next second, a cold light appeared in the man's hand and scattered in all directions.
A cold light suddenly appeared, like a bolt of lightning, and disappeared in an instant.
In the middle of the crowd, a cold flower suddenly bloomed.
Where the cold light went, where the sword pointed. This was the cold light of the sword, this was the bloom of death.
"Clang."
At some point in time, the man in white appeared again. His long sword had returned to its scabbard. He turned around and walked out of the encirclement of demons into the distance.
"Dang…When... When..."
The man had not walked far when a series of crisp sounds rang out. The demons that had surrounded the man were now frozen in place.
However, the weapon in his hand suddenly split open from the middle, or was cut into two halves, falling to the ground.
"Chi…"
A soft sound suddenly rang out, and the demons in the circle fell to the ground one after another. A red line of blood quickly appeared on their throats, and blood slowly spurted out, dying the green stone floor red, forming a pool of blood.
In a house in the small town, a terrified resident looked at the corpses of these demons with his mouth agape and muttered to himself in horror.
"This... This young hero in white…Are they immortals? So many demons actually…"
When he thought of the flash of cold light just now, his heart was filled with fear.
The white-robed man was none other than Lin Tian, who had already begun to act as Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng.
It had been more than a year since he left Leech Demon Village.
In this one year, Lin Tian had barely reached the level of a beginner in swordsmanship. If it wasn't for the memories of Seven training various weapons, this process would have been even longer.
After all, the sword was the most powerful weapon. It was not easy to master. It required a long period of accumulation and comprehension.
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