Chapter 327 The situation is reversed
On the battlefield,

Originally, the demons had an absolute advantage.
The desperate situation of the human race is precarious.
In an instant, a shocking reversal occurred.

The demons were just now roaring and raging with their most arrogant roars and howls,
Like a beast with its throat seized,

It was instantly replaced by boundless fear and despair.

It turned into a hoarse, doomsday-filled wail.

They watched helplessly,

I am like a supreme being like a god,
And the one who is so powerful that they bow down to him,
The ancient corpse that I thought was invincible,

Unexpectedly, under Jiang Yue’s seemingly ordinary long sword,

It was easily destroyed like rotten wood and turned into ashes.

This scene, which was like the shattering of a myth, completely broke the defenses of the demons.
Their faith collapsed, and their spiritual support collapsed in an instant.
My heart was completely consumed by uncontrollable fear.

The Venerable’s huge body, as big as a mountain, was broken into pieces by the sword light.
Like dust blown away by a strong wind, it exploded into powder all over the sky.

Eventually it dissipated between heaven and earth, as if it had never existed in this world.
Only a faint energy fluctuation remains in the void, proving that it once existed.

But previously it was invincible,
The ancient corpse that brought endless despair to everyone,
At this moment, it has turned into a pile of bloody fragments.

Like mud crushed by a huge force,
Scattered on the cold and hard ground,
It emits a disgusting stench.

It irritates everyone’s nasal cavity and makes people feel nauseous.

The strong, suffocating smell of blood,
Like a viscous liquid, it spread over the entire battlefield.
Lingering,

Stimulating the senses of every survivor,

Let them truly feel it.
What a cruel and brutal battle this was.

In the center of the battlefield,

The afterglow of the setting sun falls down,
For this battlefield like Shura purgatory,
It was coated with a layer of blood-red glow.

Jiang Yue stood proudly in the sea of ​​blood and corpses.
The whole body exudes a powerful aura that is hard to approach.

His figure, in the reflection of the setting sun,

Being stretched out tall and majestic,
Like a god of war from ancient mythology,

Covered in blood, yet still looking even more heroic.

It exudes a terrifying sense of power.

He looked around slowly.
The cold and sharp gaze is like a materialized blade.
He swept across the remaining demons coldly and mercilessly.

The demons that were swept by Jiang Yue’s eyes,

Like being stared at by a cold poisonous snake,

Stiff all over,

The originally ferocious and brutal face,
At this moment, I have been completely twisted by the fear that has penetrated deep into my bones.

Lost all will and courage to resist.

The fall of the Venerable and the Ancient Corpse,
Like the last straw that broke the camel’s back,
Completely destroyed the demons’ innermost hearts,

The last bit of luck and courage.

They uttered desperate and mournful cries,
They fled like lost dogs,
Trying to escape from this battlefield full of corpses, which is like hell,

Stay away from this human being who is as terrifying as the god of death.

Jiang Yue’s mouth curled up slightly in an extremely cold arc.

His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

How could he give these demons?
Leaving any chance of escape?
His figure swayed slightly.
Like a ghost, it disappeared instantly.

Only a vague afterimage was left, which slowly dissipated in the wind.

It’s like it never existed.

When it appears again,
Jiang Yue’s figure seemed to have teleported.

Appeared like a ghost among the fleeing group of demons.

The long sword in his hand swung violently.
In an instant,
The sword light was like a torrent bursting through a dam, like a rushing silver waterfall.

Crisscross, dense as raindrops,
Interwoven into an impenetrable, indestructible web of death,

It enveloped all directions, blocking all escape routes of the demons.

Every flash of sword light reaped the life of the demons accurately and ruthlessly.
Just like the god of death wielding his sickle, harvesting the wheat in the fields,

There must be demons wailing miserably.
The huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, splattering blood all over the sky.

Those shrill howls,

Before it could get very far, it suddenly stopped.

As if being cut off instantly by an invisible force,

Completely disappeared on this battlefield filled with the breath of death,

Only an eerie silence remained.

The demons are proud of their iron-hard bodies.
Under this fierce and unparalleled sword energy,
Like a fragile paper that can be easily torn apart,

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

Like a torrential rain pouring down,

On the cold ground, the flesh piled up into shocking mountains.
It created a horrifying and cruel scene.

Jiang Yue’s movements were as swift as thunder.

His movements were as elusive as a ghost.
The sword skills are as fierce as a storm.
He rushes upon the flock like a tiger,
Reaping the lives of demons wantonly,
Wherever the sword flashed, there was blood and rain.
The demons were killed one after another, and none of them could match them.
It was a completely one-sided massacre.

His figure flickered like a ghost.
Moving freely among the demons,
As relaxed and carefree as strolling in the garden,
Wherever the sword flashes,
It will bring up a bloody mist,
The demons fell in droves like wheat being cut.

The number of demons is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Yue’s killing efficiency is extremely astonishing.
It was like the god of death descending upon the earth.
Wielding the scythe of death, ruthlessly harvesting lives,

Without a trace of emotional fluctuation.

The remaining demons were terrified to the extreme.
My heart is broken, my soul is scattered,
There was no longer any thought of resistance.

There was only one thought in my mind that was screaming wildly.

Escape from here as soon as possible.

Stay away from this extreme horror,

Humans are simply invincible.
No matter what the cost, it is worth it.

however,
How could their speed be compared with that of Jiang Yue, a swordsman with profound skills?

Jiang Yue’s figure flashed like lightning.

In an instant, they caught up with the demons that were trying to escape.
The long sword in his hand slashed down mercilessly,
The speed of the sword was so fast that it even surpassed the speed of sound.

All you could see were flashes of silver light.

The demons howled in despair.
Falling helplessly like a kite with its string cut,
The huge body was under the sharp sword energy.
was ruthlessly torn apart,

Blood gushed out from the broken wound like a fountain.

Instantly dyed the cold ground red, gathering into scarlet streams.

Winding among the corpses.

On the battlefield,

The bloody smell became stronger and stronger, almost suffocating.

As sticky as substance,
The broken limbs and arms piled up like a mountain,

The fragments of internal organs were scattered everywhere.
The scene is shocking and chilling.

It was as terrifying as hell on earth.

Jiang Yue’s expression was as cold as ice.

His face was resolute, and his lines were as clear as if they were cut by a knife or an axe.

The action never stops.
He seems tireless.
Like a killing machine without emotions,
Continuously cleaning up the battlefield,

We must kill all the demons and leave no one alive.
Completely eradicate the problem.

He knew that the root of the grass must be removed.
Don’t leave any hidden dangers.
Once these demons escape,

It will spread like a cancer.
It poses an immeasurable threat to the human race.

He wants to nip all danger in the bud.
Never give the demons any chance to breathe.
We must use the blood of demons to defend the dignity of the human race.
Protect the land on which human beings depend for survival.

Jiang Yue swung his sword faster and faster.

The sword energy surged like a raging sea.

Like a violent storm, it enveloped the entire battlefield.

Covering all the demons that try to escape,

Leave them no hope of escape.

The demon’s wailing gradually became weaker.

Like a candle flickering in the wind,
Until it disappears completely,

Finally, the battlefield returned to silence.

Deathly silence,

There was only a nauseating smell of blood.
Still lingering in the air,

And the corpses of demons scattered all over the ground,

Like a silent tombstone,
Silently telling the story of the earth-shaking, bloody and cruel battle that just happened.

Jiang Yue stood in the center of the battlefield.
The bloodstained robe rustled in the biting cold wind.

His resolute face was as cold as ice.
His deep eyes flickered like cold stars.

Scanning the entire battlefield,

After confirming that there are no more remaining demons,
He slowly put away his sword.
The long sword in his hand was stained with the blood of countless demons.
The sword made a clear sound and slowly returned to its sheath.
Announcing this bloody cruelty,
The battle that almost determined the fate of the human race has come to an end.

Jiang Yue turned around slowly.

Walk towards the direction where everyone is.

His steps were steady and firm.
Every step seemed to be stepping on the corpse of the demon.
Makes a dull sound,
It symbolizes victory, strength, and the hope of mankind.
It dispelled the haze that shrouded everyone’s hearts.

his figure,

In the eyes of the survivors,

Getting taller and taller,
Like an invincible god,
Radiating an awesome light,
It makes people feel admiration and worship from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Yue’s battlefield cleanup was clean, neat and efficient.
In a short period of time,
All remaining demons were slaughtered.
The victory was completely established, the battlefield was cleared, and the crisis was resolved.
This brought an end to this brutal war.

Wu Jingyu and Xu Chong were like two sculptures bound by a spell, nailed stiffly in place.

It’s not that they are unwilling to move, but their souls seem to be pulled out of their bodies, leaving only empty bodies, blankly accepting the impact of the purgatory scene before them.

An invisible thunder split their cognition and shattered their three views. There was a buzzing in their brains and their thinking came to a complete standstill.

It was too intense, too shocking. The scene before my eyes was like gods and demons wielding bloody brushes, wantonly painting the world, forming a heart-wrenching doomsday picture.

The suffocating and oppressive feeling did not come from the thin air, but from the trembling deep in the soul, as if an ice-cold hand was tightly strangling their throats, making it difficult for them to breathe and their hearts to stop beating.

The sticky smell of blood, as thick as materialized poisonous fog, madly penetrated into their nasal cavities, brutally invading their senses, making them feel like nausea and their stomachs churning.

Shocking is not enough to describe one ten-thousandth of the horror of the scene at that moment.

It’s chilling, and it’s impossible to express the fear and despair they feel deep inside.

How could this be the human world? This was clearly the hell that only appeared in legends, the hell that devoured souls and annihilated wills!

And in the very center of this bloody purgatory, above the mountains of demon corpses, a figure stood proudly like a pillar supporting the sky.

The figure is tall and the back is lonely, but it exudes a light that is impossible to look directly at.

Jiangyue.

Inspector of the Astronomical Survey Department.

Wu Jingyu’s Adam’s apple rolled with difficulty, his throat was so dry that it seemed like it was about to split. He wanted to make a sound, but found that his vocal cords were like rusty machines, emitting hoarse, almost inaudible broken syllables.

He felt like he was dreaming, a bizarre, yet extremely real nightmare.

The dream was so real that he could not distinguish between fantasy and reality. The fear overwhelmed him like a tide and almost suffocated him.

Some people also speculate that it is a god who descended from the fairyland, those great beings in myths and legends who possess supreme power and save the world.

They had imagined countless possibilities, but never expected that the final answer would be so unexpected and yet so close.

It turned out to be Jiang Yue, the inspector whom they had not taken seriously at first!
This huge contrast was like a volcanic eruption or a tsunami. The impact it brought was like a mountain torrent, which instantly destroyed their rationality and submerged their cognition.

Wu Jingyu and Xu Chong, like two stone statues, turned their necks stiffly and looked at each other.

Without any words, they both saw in each other’s eyes the deep shock and the blankness of loss as clear as a mirror.

They opened their mouths; their throats felt dry and painful as if they had been rubbed with sandpaper. They wanted to say something, wanted to exclaim, wanted to shout, but they found that all the words seemed pale and powerless at this moment, unable to express even one ten-thousandth of the shock in their hearts.

Their brains were in a mess, with countless thoughts flooding into their minds like wild horses running wild, but they were disorganized, colliding with each other, contradicting each other, and making it impossible to make sense of them.

They just felt that everything before their eyes seemed so unreal and so incredible, as if they were in a bizarre dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Their previous impression of Jiang Yue was that he was cold, resolute, and unfathomable. He was a young and powerful man who was powerful but a little mysterious.

But now, all the impressions have been completely overturned and redefined.

Jiang Yue is no longer just an inspector of the Sky Patrol Division, nor is he just a powerful cultivator.

Rather, he is a hero who saved Yunzhou, a peerless strong man who turned the tide, a mythical existence, a legendary figure worthy of being recorded in history!

Wu Jingyu took a deep breath, and the cold air rushed into his lungs, bringing a slight sting, but it also made his confused brain a little clearer.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, bringing a piercing pain, but this pain made him feel a little sober and a little real.

He looked at Jiang Yue again, his eyes full of awe, admiration, and gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

The same was true for Xu Chong. He was originally unruly and even had a hint of arrogance in his eyes, but now he became extremely gentle and full of admiration. The way he looked at Jiang Yue was as devout as a believer looking up to a god.

They finally understood why Jiang Yue was so calm, so decisive, and so powerful, and why he could remain calm and respond calmly when faced with demons that were pouring in like a tide.

Because he possesses the terrifying power that is enough to support all of this, and because he shoulders the heavy responsibility of saving Yunzhou and protecting the human race!
(End of this chapter)