The instructor from the Soldier Cultivation Academy was single-handedly holding back the majority of the Demon Race. Unfortunately, another three to four hundred demons, led by a Spiritual Great Demon in the form of a Purple-winged Kite Bird, had circled around them, their momentum overwhelming.
The nine hundred-some surviving students gritted their teeth and ran a few steps north, only to be met with a ferocious assault. A sky-blotting barrage of Wind Blades rained down from a thousand meters in the air.
Jiang Qiu dodged and weaved at the very front of the formation as Wind Blades frequently scraped past his ears, tearing his black shirt and leaving shallow scratches on his toned muscles.
Seeing their classmates getting cut down one by one as they tried to dodge, the other students decisively drew their Qi Blood Bows and fired back at the sky. However, the multi-colored arrows they unleashed were blown off course by the fierce winds, and few found their targets.
SWOOSH—
