I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 164: Battle with the Demon King (Subscription Request)
The murderous sword intent enveloped the entire Zhennan Pass, and the sword light shone brightly at the same time, stretching for hundreds of miles.

The silver-white sword energy either slashed or stabbed, crisscrossing and passing by the sides of the Baihua soldiers and Annan guards.

As for the enemies they faced, no matter if they were demons or barbarians, they all had expressions of horror on their faces, and their previous movements of fleeing and fighting were all frozen in time.

For a moment, it seemed as if all sounds in the sky, on the earth, and at Zhennan Pass had disappeared, becoming completely silent.

Even the female barbarian leader and others who were running over from afar were stunned where they were, looking extremely sad and horrified as they stared at everything in front of them.

——One sword shocked everyone!

laugh!laugh!
After a moment, a series of sounds like leaking air gathered together like a torrent, guarding the sound of the Spring Rain Sword flying past.

The sword wind blew past.

Then hundreds of thousands of demons and barbarians at Zhennan Pass fell down one after another, making a series of dull noises.

There was no blood splattered, no struggle or wailing, just a soundless death as if from natural old age.

This horrifying scene was like a dream, and the soldiers who had been struggling and fighting were immersed in it.

They also didn't dare to move, and even held their breath, for fear that they would scream out if they lost their breath.

Pang Zongkang, Marquis of Baihua, and Xu Hengjun, Marquis of Annan, opened their mouths wide and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.

"This... Lao Pang, am I dreaming?"

If there were no barbarian kings and great demons around, they would have really thought that they were trapped in the secret magic illusion of the Southern Barbarian Religion.

"What kind of dream can kill millions of barbarians and demons with one sword?"

Although one million is a bit exaggerated, Pang Zongkang really hopes that such dreams can come more often.

If this is the case, the barbarians may not engage in war again for a hundred years.

The giant Cangmu Monster, the Barbarian King and others at Zhennan Pass were also watching with bloodshot eyes.

It was clear that they had the upper hand just now, and they had clearly killed so many people that the blood at Zhennan Pass flowed like a river, and they were about to capture the pass.

"'Little Sword Fairy'?"

The giant Cangmu demon looked at the figure hanging in the air and the white tiger spirit under his feet, and murmured:

"'Sword Immortal', right? He is..."

Only the "Sword Immortal" can kill hundreds of thousands of barbarians and demons with one sword.

Gu Tiangang and Sun Daofu looked at each other and smiled, and Li Fu and others were even more relieved.

Without the attacks from the barbarian warriors, shamans and demons, the crisis at Zhennan Pass was resolved.

All that remains is to get rid of the giant wood monsters, and then this hasty but fruitful war will be completely over.

far away.

The high priest of the atlas looked at the silver-white sword energy that filled the sky, and the corpses of his fellow tribesmen he brought with him, and drops of blood flowed out of his mask.

Those originally bright eyes seemed to have lost their luster, cloudy, decadent and old, yet bright red.

"Oh, it's over..."

The meaning of this sentence is unclear.

I don't know whether he was talking about the end of this hastily started war, or that he, the high priest of the Southern Barbarian Religion, was about to retire.

"Amitabha."

Monk Hui Jing stared blankly at the bloody scene below, sighed with compassion, and chanted a Buddhist name.

"The White Tiger Palm kills for power, the sword path kills, and the sword intent is also... He is really like the 'God of Killing' descended to the world."

Hearing this, Mr. San let out a long sigh and said, "No matter what his sword skills are, he is on the side of our human race!"

This seemingly nonsense sentence was like a hammer hitting Monk Hui Jing on the head.

"Amitabha, I am obsessed with appearances."

Mr. San shook his head and stared at Chen Yi without saying anything about whether he was attached to the appearance or not.

In fact, he only said half of what he said just now.

From the human race's perspective, the stronger Chen Yi, the sword prodigy, is, the better.

But from the perspective of the disputes among the Wei Dynasty's court, aristocratic families, military marquises and civil officials, Mr. San does not want Chen Yi to become too powerful.

Especially the morality he practiced - the doctrine of the mean is the best!
Once a long-term balance is broken, it will always bring about many changes.

No one can say whether such changes are good or bad.

"With him here, we have a much better chance of winning the bet that concerns the future of our human race."

"Then I hope that Benefactor Chen Yi will live a long life."

"Pah, pah, pah, Master Huijing, everyone knows that you are a famous jinx."

"That……"

"Just shut up!"

The conversation between the two woke up Xie Dongan, Xiao Xuanzhen, Hua Xianzi and others who were not far away.

Xie Changle's eyes were filled with jealousy, and he said, "Brother Chen's swordsmanship is truly beyond words."

Although he had seen sword immortals on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain in his previous life, he didn't think those people's sword skills were anything special.

But when he looked at it from his current perspective, the feeling that he could block a million divisions with one sword was really strong.

Xiao Xuanzhen glanced around and couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, I gave up a long time ago..."

"what?"

The flower fairy only looked at Chen Yi with her beautiful eyes, but she didn't understand the meaning of her words.

"Junior Brother Chen is too strong."

Xiao Xuanzhen looked at her indifferent expression and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

This feeling was too familiar - just like when she faced Lin Xueru before.

No matter what she said, Lin Xueru and the Flower Fairy only had Chen Yi in their eyes.

It was as if she was a transparent person.

A long time passed.

The sword light flashed and disappeared, and a light mist enveloped the surroundings, slightly covering up the bright red, black, and dark green blood flowing from the broken limbs and arms.

Chen Yi looked at the corpses on the ground below, and the silver-white in his eyes gradually faded.

Ring ring ring…

At this time, the Spring Rain Sword flew over, and the sword body shook like water waves.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the flying Spring Rain Sword and put it back into its sheath, then stood quietly above the White Tiger's divine will, absorbing the white smoke coming in from all directions.

Although those barbarians and demons were not very strong and most of them were below the fifth level, their numbers were simply too large.

Faint streams of white smoke flowed into his body, causing the altar to shake continuously as if it were endless.

The four dragon and tiger flags fluttered, as if controlling the absorption speed.

Then, the murderous sword intent condensed with the help of the altar flowed into the little white tiger, solidifying its body.

As the hair, bones, flesh and blood solidified, the thirty-six silver-white cyclones and the three huge stars above also began to shine.

The little green dragon's dragon head was completely solidified, and it swam around on the altar laughing.

Chen Yi only took a cursory look, then jumped off the White Tiger Divine Will and landed on Zhennan Pass, staring at the few barbarian kings and big demons.

He looked around and saw that their eyes were all on him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up:

"Aren't we going to capture Zhennan Pass? Go ahead."

The White Tiger spirit sensed his smile, raised its head and roared, stirring up the clouds above and making them roll.

In the blink of an eye, thick dark clouds covered Zhennan Pass, and thunder and lightning rumbled across the sky.

"Roar!"

The flash of lightning illuminated the slightly dim Zhennan Pass and also illuminated Chen Yi.

For a moment, in the eyes of those demons and barbarian kings, he was like a "god of death".

Even the surrounding silver-white sword intent seemed to be wrapped with shadows of demons and barbarians - struggling and desperate!

"Wei Ren, you deserve to die!!"

The three barbarian kings simultaneously abandoned their opponents around them and rushed towards Chen Yi regardless of anything.

Gu Tiangang and others reacted and immediately surrounded and killed them again.

The surviving great shaman was also filled with grief and anger, especially when he saw his fellow tribesmen dying around him. He wished he could skin Chen Yi alive.

No matter how the soldiers on Zhennan Pass resisted, they all followed the Barbarian King, ignoring their own injuries.

At this moment, no matter how great the pain is, it cannot compare to the grief in their hearts.

"Revenge for my people!"

"kill him--"

When the Barbarian King and a group of great shamans rushed to where Chen Yi was, Cangmu and other great demons turned around and fled.

Compared with the barbarians who share the same blood, the demons are more rational when facing life and death.

It was obvious that if they stayed there any longer they would die.

revenge?

Only by surviving can you have a chance of revenge.

If they die, it will be the turn of other demons and barbarians to avenge them.

"Tu Lu, why don't you call it a day?"

The female barbarian leader in the distance came to her senses, flashed to the side of the high priest of Tu Lu, picked him up and shouted:

"Do you really want all these guys to die here?!"

Tu Lu laughed miserably, tears of blood still flowing from his eyes, "It's useless Ling Nuo... From now on, the Nanman Sect is yours."

After he finished speaking, his eyes slowly lost their luster, as he was actually devastated by the sight of hundreds of thousands of his fellow tribesmen dying.

"you……"

The female Barbarian leader looked at the high priest with his head drooped, and without caring about anything else, she quickly shouted to the person beside her:

"Hurry, get them back!"

woo-

woo-

woo-

The horn sounded again on the battlefield.

However, it was not the barbarians who blew the horn before, but a group of great shamans and barbarian kings who came with the female barbarian leader.

While blowing the horn, they glared at Chen Yi with hatred in their eyes.

Even Ah Man in the crowd was the same.

He wiped the tears from his eyes, suppressed the grief in his heart, and waved the drumstick to beat the big drum.

The drumbeats were not as rapid as during an attack, but rather dull like a death knell.

"We, the barbarians, surrender!"

Seeing this scene, the female Barbarian leader stood up and shouted with sadness in her eyes:
"I hope that Marquis Baihua and Marquis Annan will spare my people for the sake of Gongye Jiahong!"

She didn't beg Chen Yi again.

A swordsman who could kill hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers had a will so strong that she could never shake it.

Therefore, she could only place her hopes on the commander guarding Zhennan Pass.

After all, she gave birth to Gongye Shou for Gongye Jiahong, so there was some affection between them as a foreign race.

However, Xu Hengjun and Pang Zongkang looked at each other and then looked at Chen Yi on the city wall, as if asking him to make the decision.

Chen Yi was speechless, "It's up to you two generals to decide."

As he spoke, he looked at the Barbarian Kings and the Great Shaman who were still fighting, and his hand unconsciously grasped the Spring Rain Sword.

The female barbarian leader's eyelids twitched when she saw this scene, and she quickly signaled to the barbarian king and shaman in the barbarian language to stop.

She was afraid.

She was afraid that if she continued to attack, Chen Yi would lose his patience.

When the Barbarian King and the Great Shaman heard her cry, the anger and hatred in their hearts seemed to be extinguished, and their attacks became increasingly weaker.

Before long, they all sat dejectedly on the ground, allowing the soldiers around them to surround them cautiously.

After Pang Zongkang and Xu Hengjun discussed, they decided to temporarily detain these barbarians and wait for the arrival of Zhennan King Gongye Jiahong before making a decision.

"Madam Ling Nuo, we can't make the decision. When the prince comes, he will decide!"

Hearing this, the female barbarian leader's eyes relaxed a little.

Although the barbarian soldiers suffered heavy casualties in this war, every survivor is a survivor.

She knew it.

This time, it is the barbarians who are leading a large army to attack, and the consequences of defeat will not be so easily revealed.

I’m afraid that if she wants to bring back these barbarian kings and great shamans, the cost will be far beyond her imagination.

Thinking of this, the female barbarian leader ordered others to start cleaning up the battlefield while she headed towards Zhennan Pass alone.

Chen Yi glanced at her and shook his head secretly.

Then he turned his attention to the big demons that were fleeing. Compared to the barbarians, these demons coming from Beixiong Pass were obviously more hateful.

The next moment, Chen Yi's figure turned into a phantom.

When he looked again, he had already blocked the way of Cangmu and other demons.

"Escape!"

The other dozen or so big demons dispersed without waiting for it to remind them.

Chen Yi glanced a few times, and the Spring Rain Sword in his hand turned into a silver-white stream of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

From far to near, it drew a large circle, penetrating through these big demons whose strength was only at the divine wandering realm one by one.

Not long ago, the Shenyou realm, which was regarded as a strong rival by Chen Yi, was no longer a match for him with just one sword.

On the huge trunk of the Cangmu tree, the face formed by dead wood was full of doubt, and two pupils made of wood were staring at the Chunyu Sword hanging in front of it.

"Ten thousand trees are coming!"

The giant Cangmu monster naturally didn't want to surrender.

Amid the roars, tree monsters the size of barbarians walked out from its thick trunk.

These tree spirits are dark and difficult to identify. Some of them have children's faces on their trunks, while others have old people's faces.

The limbs are all made of trees, which take root in the soil after falling down.

Immediately afterwards, thick black demonic energy filled the sky, and endless demonic energy descended from the huge tree demon phantom.

Darker than dark clouds, obscuring the sky.

Thick black demonic energy penetrated into the little tree demon below, as if controlling a puppet.

But when Chen Yi's sword intent locked onto these tree monsters one by one, they actually turned around and ran away.

"'Little Sword Immortal' Chen Yi, I will remember you!"

"See you next time, I will make you pay the price!!"

Thousands of tree monsters, big and small, roared and fled after absorbing the evil spirit.

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the giant Cangmu monster, only to find that it had turned into an empty shell at some point.

"Escape? Is it that exaggerated?"

"Haha, but..." Chen Yi sneered, "Can you run away?"

Without the cover of the Nanman Religion's secret techniques, his sword intent could reach a distance of ten thousand miles.

He didn't believe that the giant wood monster could run such a distance in a short time.

Think about it.

Chen Yi immediately burst out with murderous sword intent, and the Spring Rain Sword rushed out like a stream of light.

"Sword Eleven: Firefly!"

Wherever the silver-white sword light passed, the small tree monsters were all cut into pieces by the sword energy.

"You...your strength..."

The giant wood monster was really scared. It had used this life-saving method, but it was still difficult to escape.

Those little tree spirits that look like phantoms are actually its clones.

For every one missing, its strength will be weakened.

If tens of thousands of them were killed, it would not be able to survive!
"Ancestor, save me!!"

Above the sky, Lu Chen and the other three demon kings were furious when they saw this scene.

"Li Qingzhou, tell him to stop, or we swear to make you regret it!"

Li Qingzhou remained unmoved and stood in front of the three demon kings, with the Futian Sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the dark clouds below.

Under the cover of sword intent, the true meaning of the Supreme Demon Subduing was suspended on the dark clouds, and no matter how the demon king's evil spirit eroded it, it remained unmoved.

"If it's a life-and-death fight, I know I'm no match for you."

"Unfortunately, it's not..."

Both sides were tied up and naturally neither could do anything to the other.

In addition, Li Qingzhou practiced the Supreme Demon Subduing Skill, which was specifically designed to defeat demons, so he had some advantages.

Unless they fight to the death, the three demon kings will not be able to break through his defense line.

Otherwise, no matter how loudly they roar, their sounds and breath will be difficult to reach below the clouds.

"Brother, leave him to us, and you go down to stop that sword cultivator genius!"

At this time, the two big demon kings stepped forward decisively and surrounded Li Qingzhou in the middle, one in front and one behind.

And what was different from before was that this time they stood still, only thinking about blocking his way.

Lu Chen didn't care about anything else and rushed down immediately.

Li Qingzhou's expression remained calm, and he moved calmly between the two big demon kings.

Not to mention that Chen Yi's sword skills have broken through to the supernatural realm, Lu Chen will not be able to defeat him in a short time.

It is impossible for Mr. San and Monk Hui Jing below to allow Lu Chen, the dragon, to do whatever he wants.

"Roar!"

Lu Chen poked his head out and tore through the dark clouds. A huge and ferocious dragon head appeared between the thunder and lightning, staring at Chen Yi with cold eyes.

"Human sword cultivator, stop!"

The roar rumbled down like thunder, shaking people in all directions.

This sound alone was enough to cause all the defenders at Zhennan Pass to collapse to the ground.

Then a terrifying force descended, pressing down on everyone's bodies like a mountain.

In a short time, Pang Zongkang, Xu Hengjun and others also fell into struggle, gritting their teeth and trying hard to resist this power.

Only Chen Yi looked up, his eyes lit up.

Between him and the dragon, a golden light curtain appeared.

[At the age of 5, you have already reached the third level of Tianhe realm and have the supernatural power of swordsmanship. You are targeted by the evil intentions of the great demon king. Counterattack points +. ]

【Counterattack Points: 90/100】

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Chen Yi actually grinned at Lu Chen, and the smile was so bright that it almost angered him to death.

What made Lu Chen even more angry was that while Chen Yi was smiling at it, he was also controlling the Spring Rain Sword to continue killing the little tree monster.

“You—you’re looking for death!”

The dragon roared angrily, but did not notice that the smile on Chen Yi's face became even more intense at this moment.

【Counterattack Points: 95/100】

"Roar!"

Seeing that the dragon was about to go berserk, Mr. San dodged in front of it and frowned:
"You dare to take action?"

Lu Chen looked at the increasingly rare little tree monsters, and heard Cangmu's cries for help. His expression became increasingly cold and stern.

"I will tear him alive!"

It glanced at Mr. San and Monk Hui Jing, then suddenly opened its dragon head and spurted out a ball of condensed dark green liquid that did not dissipate.

But the target of this ball of venom was not Chen Yi, but Xiao Xuanzhen and others behind Monk Hui Jing.

"you?!"

Mr. San's face changed and he immediately tried to stop it. His great aura directly purified the venom.

At this moment, Lu Chen's huge body, which was hundreds of feet long, disappeared directly in front of Mr. San.

"careful!"

"Ok?"

Chen Yi was a little disappointed because he thought that Lu Chen would have difficulty breaking through due to Mr. San's obstruction.

Who would have thought that the dragon was so murderous that it came to him regardless of anything and opened its bloody mouth to bite him.

Chen Yi's eyes narrowed, and as he took a step, his figure dodged its attack and recalled the Spring Rain Sword.

With a sword in his hand, he felt at peace.

"You really want to eat me alive?"

"die!"

Lu Chen turned his head and rushed towards him again.

The evil spirit around him formed a huge cage that enveloped him.

"Hell!"

The thick black demonic energy cage and the golden light curtain appeared almost at the same time, attracting Chen Yi's attention.

[At the age of 46, you have already reached the third level of Tianhe realm and have the magical power of swordsmanship. You are eroded by the magical power of the great demon king - Black Prison, and are affected. ]

[Absorbed, influence removed, counterattack points +5. ]

[Black Prison: Use demonic power to attack the soul, and bind the recipient, as if they were locked in a purgatory cage.]

【Name: Chen Yi】

【Age: 46】

[Cultivation: Third-grade Tianhe Realm (lower part)]

[Talent: Late bloomer - the older the bone age, the faster the cultivation speed. ]

[Nine Turns Mysterious Gang Jue: Grandmaster - Based on the sword intention, with the blessing of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger divine will, the Grandmaster's method is completed with the intention of the four symbols. ]

[Kendo: Divine Power - White Tiger, Divine Lord Gong Zheng, proves the Dao through killing! ]

【Counterattack Points: 100/100】

[The counterattack points are full. Before completing the task, the extra counterattack points will be used to improve your cultivation...]

[Your cultivation can be upgraded to the middle stage of the third-grade Tianhe realm. (To be claimed)]

Chen Yi was delighted and quickly waved away the light curtain on the panel, holding the Spring Rain Sword with both hands.

The silver-white sword intent suddenly burst out, and the white tiger divine will also descended from the sky, reflecting his eyes into silver-white light.

Sword Fifteen: Divine Power!
A streak of silver-white sword energy shot up into the sky, and the murderous sword intent in it directly cut through the surrounding black cage.

However, such a powerful sword intent only cut through a corner of the cage.

But this corner was enough for him to dodge.

"what?!"

Lu Chen looked at him in surprise and even stopped charging for a moment. There was confusion, puzzlement and shock in his eyes.

This is the magical power it uses.

Even though it didn't use its full strength in order to avoid being punished by the "Heaven and Earth Bridge".

But how could such a powerful magical power be cut off by Chen Yi's sword? !
"Your strength... magical power, sword immortal?! Impossible!"

Chen Yi came to the head of the White Tiger Divine Will and looked at the huge dragon, feeling slightly relieved.

Just now he almost used all his strength and barely reached the peak of Tongyou Realm swordsmanship and was about to break through to the Shentong Realm.

Fortunately, the sword was powerful enough to break the black cage, otherwise he would have to use his supernatural sword skills.

At this time, Mr. San flashed to where he was and slapped the remaining black cages apart with one slap.

"Isn't it ridiculous to use such a trick?"

Lu Chen said nothing, staring at Chen Yi with a sinister look.

After a moment, it released the demonic energy around its body and attracted the fleeing Cang Mu to its side.

After doing all this, Lu Chen still stared at Chen Yi, as if he wanted to remember his figure in his heart, and slowly said:

"I am Lu Chen, one of the twelve pillars of the Demon Court!"

"Human Chen Yi, when you enter there, no matter where in the world you are, I will kill you!"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

"If you can still live till then, just come find me!"

When his swordsmanship improves further...

No.

There is no need to even break through the realm of supernatural powers.

As long as the little white tiger, a sword-wielding creature that embodies the sword of killing, grows up, he will be able to kill the dragon!
Lu Chen snorted, two streams of white smoke came out of his nostrils, and he turned around and flew out.

"go!"

The other two great demon kings in the sky followed immediately, and Li Qingzhou also came to Chen Yi's side.

Looking at their backs, Chen Yi's eyes flashed with coldness.

Next time we meet, I will definitely kill this dragon and make hot pot with it!

At this time, the golden light curtain reappeared——

[Consume counterattack points, issue tasks...]

(End of this chapter)