Chapter 349 Hundred Thousand Demon Soldiers (2/2)

Shen Lian replied, ”What if I don't?”

The man seemed arrogant. He stared at Shen Lian coldly, ”If you don't kill them, they will kill you.”

Shen Lian spoke leisurely, ”I won't kill them. It will be sufficient to just kill you.”

He picked up the wooden sword and pointed at the man without any murderous Qi.

Anyone could tell it was a wooden sword. It dissipated golden rays, but there was nothing too special about it.

The tip of the sword was far from the man. He treated it merely as a threat from Shen Lian.

When he was about to tease him, the tip of the sword was suddenly near his eyes.

A horrifying sword intent pierced through his heart as the sword tip approached closer.

He then realized he could no longer see using his right eyes as the tip had pierced through his eyeball. He could also hear the explosion of his brain, and a silent sword roar like that of a cloud.

He extended his hand to hold the body of the sword. Only through the horrific tremor of power, he could then remove the sword from his head.

He covered his eyes, and he stuffed the blood and brain back to where they were.

When he let go of his hand, there was a huge hole in his eyes, and one could see the constant growth of meat granuloma. All in a sudden, there came a new eyeball. It turned around, and it stared at Shen Lian who was on the ground. The tip of the wooden sword had a drip of blood. It was his blood.

If not because of the drip of blood, nobody could realize that Shen Lian had attacked.

The sword was unbelievably fast.

Shen Lian was still leaning on the wall like nothing was happening. He looked relaxed.

The man said, ”You dared to attack me. Do you know who I am?”

Shen Lian spoke slowly, ”I think I don't need to know.”

At that moment, the woman's eyes revealed that she could not believe what she had just seen. The man felt odd, but then he saw countless white rays which were as thin as silk.

The source of the rays was his body.

He did not know since when his body had a thousand holes, which were shooting out these countless white rays.

The woman was filled in fear, ”The sword was transformed into silk.”

The white rays which were thin as silk were the extremely concentrated sword aura. Each strand could cut open thousands of feet long of giant rocks. With such sword aura and the void as the net, even if one was immortal, one could be diced to minces and would not be able to survive.

She travelled quickly with light, with the intention to hide among the demon soldiers. One could hear a scream.

It was similar to the scream of a cuckoo when it was bleeding. It was an extremely mournful sound.

The demon soldiers did not seem to observe how powerful Shen Lian's swordcraft was which had diced the man. They carried huge maces and knives and other huge weapons as they were rushing down from the void.

These demons were either of the cow's head or the tiger's body. They were all big-sized.

The battle roar pierced through the sky, and as the mana of the countless demon soldiers gathered into a river, it could easily overcome not just a mountain, but a country in a short span of time.

Shen Lian kept his sword, and there was a zither on his knee.

He said before, that he was not going to kill these demons.