The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 104: Angry Yang Jian

Yang Jian was aware, that his stealth army would not be able to cut through the black flow cultivators. But with them it would make it easier for the white flow cultivators to repel the black flow sect.

Meanwhile, the ground that shook violently made the fight between the two camps start to stop. No exception to the legend cultivators. They subconsciously shifted their focus to a single point. The point where the demon kings and queens galloped briskly swept across the land. Like a wave hitting a reef.

"Whatis that? How can the demons enter this area?"

"Prepare yourself. Start taking over the assault!"

"Hold that monster. Don't enter the settlement."

The frenzy began to echo. Feelings of relaxation, tension, fear, worry and confusion were clearly imprinted on everyone's face. The number of demon kings and queens ranging from five to hundreds was a large number when they came in groups.

Moreover, the demon that came was not a demon hundreds of years or thousands of years old, but a demon king and queen, the leader of the demon tribe. And the demons are not only of one type, but of each type of demon.

"What's really going on right now?"

"Who has controlled these demon kings and queens?"

The arrival of a group of demons was indeed a big question in everyone's mind. As powerful as demons are, they are still demons. No history has ever happened before if demon kings and queens of different types became one group as it currently happens. Unless there's a man in control. This is what distinguishes between a demon and a cultivator.

Seeing one or two hundred-year-old demons from different species is difficult to accept, because the demons have their own strongholds and will prey on different stealth species with groups. But now, what's going on? Not just one two stealth from different species, but rather a number with a range of five hundreds. And neither are demons hundreds or thousands of years old, but rather demon kings and queens!

Anyone who has managed to subdue the monsters of the demons is not just anyone.

The sound of the collision between the demon king and queen with the cultivators could not be avoided. The fight is getting more intense and uncontrollable. The demon monsters began to crazily attack blindly the black flow cultivators. Not letting them understand the situation first.

The demon kings and queens began to pounce, shred, burn, and spurt deadly poison at the opponent. The monster is like a cold-blooded life-removal machine that has the desire to kill and continue killing.

"What'sthis? Why are we the only ones attacked?" One group of black flow cultivatilors growled furiously. Because the demon monsters only attacked the black flow cultivator and ignored the white flow cultivator. As if you have your own mind.

"How does the demon monter know who the opponent is a friend?" This time it was the party from the white flow cultivator who was confused. As they were getting ready for the attack, the monster demons ignored them as if they were invisible.

"Whatever it is we know that the demon monster is on our side." Elder Yin Xia immediately took a cue to their previously stunned group in order to come back to attack. Not wanting to waste time, the white flow cultivators came back forward brandishing weapons and attacking the enemy mercilessly.

Meanwhile, at the top of the tree. Yang Jian's body was still shrouded in a pitch-black aura, his blue bead staring intently at the crowd of cultivators and his stealthy army attacking each other fiercely. A stroke of luck to Yang Jian, seeing the cultivators of the legends not interfering against his army of demons.

"Let's see, how far you've been trying to capture these exiles!" Sighed Yang Jian with his cruel grin.

The fight began unbalanced, the arrival of hundreds of stealth kings and queens turned out to bring a contrasting impact. The battle was now one-sided with the increasingly cornered black flow cultivator.

The demon kings or queens continued to attack the enemy ferociously and mercilessly, although not a few demons were injured. If any demon king or queen started to get seriously injured then Yang Jian's task was to pull back the demon.

Currently a monkey demon with a size ten times the size of an adult human was fighting with ten grandmaster pinnacle cultivators. It looked as if the demon was getting exhausted, with wounds and fresh blood all over its body.

"Death!" A middle-aged man raised his staff that had been in a sizable qi stream, then aimed at the monkey demon king. A pitch-black light shot out from the staff and darted quickly toward the monkey demon king.

However, as the attack approached the demon king, that very second the monkey demon king disappeared from their sight. Disappear as if swallowed by the earth without leaving a trace. That got a different reaction from anyone who saw it.

"What the fuck? Who's trying to fool us?"

"Is this just an illusion? The illusion can't be this real?"

Various comments began to appear. The party from the black flow group was getting more emotional and did not accept, they were as if in a tinkering at this moment. No exception for the white flow group, they began to worry and put on a cautious attitude.

Seeing a giant sized demon monster can appear and disappear from their sight in an instant made them unable to be alarmed. It does not rule out the possibility if they are the next target.

This continues if there are stealth monsters that have been injured. The strength of a demon king or queen was equivalent to a peak stage grandmaster cultivator to an early stage legend cultivator if it fought without using a secret or heirloom.

However, the other case with Yang Jian. While Yang Jian was still in the practice of the early master cultivator stage, he was already able to fight on balance with the demon king by exerting his best abilities. Although Yang Jian's victory could be predicted only between seventy to eighty percent.

This proved that Yang Jian was a genius cultivator of a genius. It is commonly called a muster cultivator.

"This monster is really hard to conquer. I've never met a demon this strong."

"Whoever controls this demon, I'll be sure to die today."

The one-sided battle made the number of black flow cultivators decrease even longer. The deaths of the cultists were very diverse. Starting from being poisoned, in shreds and in claws.

The demon seemed to cooperate with the white flow cultivators in subduing the opponent. It made the black flow cultivator thinning even more.

"Great views!" Yang Jian muttered with a thin grin and his bloodthirsty gaze.