With the Demon Marshal Xuan Du's command, many people in the Demon Cultivator camp realized Lu Qingshan's intentions.
"I'll stop him!" A High Ranking Demon Marshal, whose entire body was glowing and adorned with mysterious symbols, leaped into the air, blocking Lu Qingshan's path.
There are indeed those in the Demon Race who possess a strategic outlook.
Despite fearing Lu Qingshan's methods, this High Ranking Demon Marshal knew clearly in his heart that ordinary Seventh Grade cultivators could definitely not stop Lu Qingshan.
And once Lu Qingshan truly reached Xuan Du and beheaded him, the direction of the battle could become unpredictable.
"Kill!" Upon seeing this, Lu Qingshan merely shouted, charging forward ferociously.
A thousand Sword Qi Filaments rapidly expanded at this moment, each three feet long, resembling transparent Divine Swords.
Immediately, a thousand three-foot swords slashed forward in unison.
This was more like smashing rather than slashing.
