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"This Cloud Mist Giant can change form, gather and scatter, proving naturally dominant against the Jiao Clan's powerful demon beasts with strong physical bodies," the Sword Master said, raising an eyebrow at Xue Zhuyong in response to his previous underestimation of their Dragon Slaying Saber.

"With the Cloud Mist Giant holding the forefront and us backing from the side, and considering the immense power of Xue's magic artifact which can easily slash through the defense of those dragon scales, slaying the dragon is well within reach!" the Sword Master's spirit was uplifted as well.

Xue Zhuyong's performance was indeed a delightful surprise.

Had it not been for Xue Zhuyong's participation, even with the Cloud Mist Giant, he would have found himself in a predicament at this moment.

Because his attacks couldn't breach the Jiaolong Demon King's physical defense, under such a scenario, the battle seemed almost unwinnable.

But now, all he had to do was follow up with attacks on the wounds that Xue Zhuyong had opened on the Jiaolong Demon King's body.

As a body cultivator skilled in saber techniques, this was not difficult for him!

Xue Zhuyong, the Sword Master, and the Jiaolong Demon King clashed intensely.

Meanwhile, lower grade cultivators of the Dragon Slaying Saber began a fierce confrontation with the low-grade Jiao Clan members led by the Jiaolong Demon King.

Various powerful spells were cast by the cultivators, and diverse magic artifacts in the hands of the cultivators streaked and darted across this small slice of heaven and earth, striking sparks off the Jiao beasts' dragon scales.

The Jiao beasts, not to be outdone, launched wave after wave of counterattacks.

Though the demon beasts had no magic artifacts, their physical bodies acted as top-grade magic artifacts that were perfectly manipulatable for both offense and defense.

Among the cultivators of the Dragon Slaying Saber, Mo Yan, who wielded Netherfire, was particularly noteworthy.

Clad in blue, with a resolute expression, Mo Yan held in his hands two flames, one deep blue and the other crimson, which slowly surged and rolled.

The whistling winds swept toward the Jiao beasts, stirring up a fierce gale that fluttered Mo Yan's clothes, yet the two distinctly colored flames remained unwavering against the wind.

Mo Yan raised his hands in level, and with a sudden sweep, the two Netherfires then violently fluctuated, with flames wildly darting around.

With two roaring sounds, fierce energy ripples burst forth, and the two Netherfires flew from Mo Yan's palms like shooting stars, hurling toward several Second Grade Jiao beasts engaged in battle with Dragon Slaying Saber cultivators, with thunderous momentum.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded, the might of the Netherfire made one's spirit tremble with fear.

The two small balls of Netherfire carried devastating energy; upon barely contacting the Jiao beasts, they exploded violently, unleashing the horrendous Spiritual Power within.

Without encountering any useful resistance, the Netherfire pierced through the abdomens of the Jiao beasts, leaving huge bloody holes, yet no blood splattered at the wounds.

Because all the blood was instantly vaporized by the intense heat of the Netherfire.

The bodies of the two Jiao beasts fell from the sky to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

They lay motionless on the ground, having lost all signs of life.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yan had slain two Second Grade Jiao beasts with strong physical bodies!

But that was not all; the power of the Netherfire had not yet been fully expended. After piercing through the abdomens of two beasts, the remaining force of the Netherfire struck the heads of two other nearby Second Grade Jiao beasts like lightning.

Splash!

Spurt!

Like wax meeting fire, the Jiao beasts' supposedly unbreakable heads, faced with the remaining force of Mo Yan's Netherfire, had their flesh and blood instantly dissolved, revealing their skulls.

These two Jiao beasts, too, met their demise!

In just a single move, Mo Yan had slain four Second Grade Jiao beasts, equivalent to Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Such is the power of Netherfire, one of the most brutal forces in the world.

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The Jiao Clan outnumbered the Dragon Slaying Saber cultivators, but the latter managed to fight evenly, and even gained a slight advantage, all thanks to the Great Formation set up earlier to restrain the Jiao beasts.

This formation is known as the Eight Gates Cloud Spirit Formation, a top-tier Fourth Grade formation.

The entire formation consists of eight gates, each controlled by twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators.

This was the most powerful formation the Dragon Slaying Saber could muster.

However, to create a Cloud Mist Giant equal in power to the Jiaolong Demon King, it exhausted most of the strength of the Eight Gates Cloud Spirit Formation.

It was evident that many Jiao Beasts had already escaped the restraint of the clouds and mist.

Without the power of the formation to restrain them, the combat power of those below Nascent Soul cultivators with the Dragon Slaying Saber was far weaker than that of the Jiao Clan.

Moreover, now that nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators had been assigned to operate the Eight Gates Cloud Spirit Formation to assist the Sword Master in dealing with the Jiaolong Demon King, the disparity in combat power had become even more prominent.

If they didn't swiftly reduce the number of Jiao Beasts, as the number escaping the mist's restraint increased, once it surpassed the limit that the Dragon Slaying Saber cultivators could handle, the Human Race would fall into a deficiency of combat power, continually losing members.
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The more members they lost, the greater the disparity in power would become, ultimately leading to a sudden collapse.

This was also why Mo Yan resolutely made his move, displaying his sharp edge.

His shocking performance, sure enough, immediately attracted the attention of a Third Grade Jiao Beast.

This Jiao Beast, known as Jiao Lao, was the most distinguished and strongest among the Jiao Clan, aside from the Jiaolong Demon King and Jiao Yan.

He was also the first among the Jiao Beasts to escape the restraint of the clouds and mist.

Empowered by the strength of Netherfire, Mo Yan's fierce combat record of instantly killing four Second Grade Jiao Beasts rose a towering killing intent in him.

The power of Netherfire greatly countered their kind of water-attributed demon beasts.

The damage Mo Yan could inflict was even stronger than many Golden Core Cultivators, but he obviously did not have as many techniques as Golden Core Cultivators, making him much easier to kill compared to them.

Therefore, without hesitation, Jiao Lao's figure flashed as he rushed towards Mo Yan.

Fast!

Jiao Lao's speed was so fast that his figure had already turned into an afterimage, a layer of blue-green brilliance shimmering over him.

Jiao Lao was actually an exotic demon beast with both wind and water attributes.

Among the attributes of Heaven and Earth, there are the Five Elements and two exceptions.

The Five Elements are Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.

The two exceptions are Wind and Thunder.

Merely in terms of innate gifts, Jiao Lao's talent with both wind and water attributes even surpassed that of the Jiaolong Demon King.

Utilizing the enhancement to speed from his Wind Attribute Spiritual Power, Jiao Lao was almost instantaneously about to pounce on Mo Yan.

Inside his widely opened gaping maw, a misty, terrifyingly potent orb of blue light had already formed.

Mo Yan had just mobilized Netherfire for an extremely swift attack, and his Spiritual Power had not yet stabilized. Facing the sudden assault from Jiao Lao, in his haste, he could only forcefully utilize the Netherfire within him, spouting it forth to swirl in front of him, forming a circular Fire Shield.

But whether this hastily formed spell could withstand the wave of attack from the peak Third Grade Jiao Lao, Mo Yan himself had no idea.

"Be careful!" Xue Zhuyong, who was engaged in a fight with the Jiaolong Demon King on the other side, merely glanced in this direction out of the corner of his eye and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

With his keen eyesight, he had already discerned that the Fire Shield formed by Mo Yan in his haste wouldn't withstand the attack from Jiao Lao.

But given his current distance from Mo Yan, even for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it was definitely too late to help.

Xue Zhuyong's heart couldn't help but tremble. However, the next moment, his tense expression suddenly relaxed as though he had witnessed an astonishing scene, "What a Flying Sword! This kid is too impressive!"

The blue Spiritual Light in Jiao Lao's mouth had fully condensed, and he was just about to release it.

Crack! Crack!

The very air seemed compressed and burst with a pop.

A wild wind suddenly appeared, whistling past.

Xue Zhuyong saw clearly that the Flying Sword was generating this wild wind.

On the Flying Sword, Sword Qi soared, constantly intertwining and whipping up gusts of wind.

Its flying speed was so fast that the foot-long Flying Sword had turned into a point of cold gleam.