The passage from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge to the Forbidden Land of Celestials had already been sealed off by the Desolate race army. This was equivalent to Jiang Feng and the others having their retreat cut off.

Therefore, Jiang Feng and the others had only one choice in the face of the Desolate race experts charging over from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge. That was to face them head-on and directly open up a path of bloodshed.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble

The rolling sound of horse hooves approached from afar. The louder and louder movements sounded as if there were countless bolts of lightning rushing towards them, and their power was gradually increasing.

Jiang Feng was standing with Xiao Ding, Linda, Zhou Yi, Su Tianqi, and the others.

Jiang Feng didn’t have time to introduce them to each other, because he was thinking about how to deal with Desolate race experts.

In terms of Jiang Feng’s current strength, even if he was thrown into the entire Celestial Realm, he was still a first-class expert.

The Desolate Heaven Tyrant Physique had already reached the fifth level, and the first Mortal Origin Pill possessed the realm of a third-grade Celestial Saint Origin

If Jiang Feng attacked with all his might, he would definitely be one of the most important combat strength of the people from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge.

But could Jiang Feng attack with all his might?

The answer is obviously no.

First of all, his Desolate Heaven Tyrant Body couldn’t be exposed. Otherwise, the human race of the Heavenly Dynasty would definitely treat him as a Desolate race spy, and then get rid of him quickly.

Afterwards, his third-grade Heavenly Human Saint Essence could not be exposed, otherwise, the deaths of the Limitless Sect and Prince An’s Manor would definitely be suspected of him.

Apart from these two items of hard power, Jiang Feng also knew a soul art that he wasn’t particularly proficient in.

However, after careful consideration, Jiang Feng discovered that he was still unable to use this move.

All in all, he said it.

Jiang Feng must not expose his strength in front of these people from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge right now, otherwise, there would be endless troubles in the future.

Just as Jiang Feng thought of this, Wen Zhentang shouted, “Everyone, the Wilderness is approaching. Martial Cultivators use the Divine Origin Astral Shield to protect their bodies, and literary cultivators use their divine sense to transform into swords, launching the first round of attacks!”

“Yes!”

The humans of the Heavenly Dynasty seemed to be completely reborn. After hearing Wen Zhentang’s orders, they immediately followed them.

More than a hundred literary cultivators closed their eyes on the spot. Their divine sense power was released from their bodies, forming a golden sword above their heads.

This golden sword was completely condensed from the power of divine sense, and its power was not trivial.

Actually, the Divine Sense Transformation Sword was one of the most basic skills for a literary cultivator. Any rank eight literary cultivator would be able to use this move.

However, with the difference in the power of their divine sense, the power of their divine sense transformed swords were very different, regardless of the distance they flew.

“Attack!” Wen Zhentang shouted.

More than a hundred closed-eyes Wen Xiu each recited different “Sword Poems”.

Just like when Bai Jiehan used the [Incarnation of Divine Sense, Thinking for a Hundred Miles], he would say, “The wind enters the feet lightly, and ten thousand miles can travel freely.”

Every move that Wen Xiu used required a corresponding poem as a prelude before he could use it.

Moreover, the more exquisite the poetic sentences, the more powerful the moves would be.

For example, at this time, when the literary cultivators were chanting sword poems, the sentences of each poem were different.

Some of them were saying, “Yu Feng is capable of cutting through the clouds, and sword qi generates its own spring!”

This was obviously a more exquisite sentence, so the sword formed from his divine sense flew out like a white rainbow.

Of course, there were also people who said, “The sword illuminates the sky, and the cold front flies to the Eight Extremes.” This kind of poetic sentence that sounds whiter.

However, regardless of whether Jian Shi’s sentence was exquisite or not, the hundred flying swords turned into rainbow light as they flew out. At the same time, the Lieyun Cavalry, who was riding on the Lieyun Fire Lin Horse, immediately suffered the first blow.

The rainbow light descended from the sky and directly pierced through the throats of these Desolate race cavalry. Then, it pierced through the belly of the Fiery Cloud Fire Lin Horse and finally blasted out a shallow hole in the ground.

This first attack of the literary cultivators had caused the Lieyun Cavalry to lose more than a hundred people. As the people in front of them fell, the Lieyun Cavalry that was rushing over from behind immediately fell down a large number.

Although such a fall wouldn’t kill these Desolate race elites, they couldn’t avoid being injured, and their injuries weren’t light. Secondly, their charging momentum had also been slowed down by this move.

Nan Yunhu, who was rushing into the middle of the Lieyun Cavalry, immediately shouted angrily when he saw this scene.

He cursed, “These human bookworms who deserve to kill Thousand Blades are the ones I hate the most. They will only sneak attack in the shadows and will never fight us openly like their martial cultivators.”

Ge Changming looked at the Southern Cloud Tiger and smiled. He took out a pair of golden cymbals from his storage ring and said, “General, there’s no need to be anxious. Let’s let them be proud first. When they launch their second attack, it will be their defeat.”

“Can I not be anxious? These are all the good sons of our Desolate race, elite warriors of the first rank!”

Just as Nan Yunhu finished speaking, the second round of attacks from the literary cultivators came again.

The literary cultivators had clearly tasted the sweetness of the first round of attacks, so this time, they had invested more divine sense in order to heavily injure the Lieyun Cavalry.

When Nan Yunhu saw this scene, he hurriedly shouted to Ge Changshi beside him, “Grand Master! Hurry! Come, they’re coming!”

Ge Changming glanced at the hundreds of divine sense transformed swords falling from the sky. He bit the tip of his tongue hard and spat out a mouthful of blood on the golden cymbal.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Ge Changming’s face became much paler. He took a deep breath and finally knocked on the golden cymbal in his hand before the hundred-odd divine sense transformed swords landed.

Bang! Bang!

The moment the golden cymbal was struck, a shrill and ear-piercing sound spread throughout the entire Ten Miles Sword Gorge.

The fierce Divine Sense Transformation Sword in the sky instantly collapsed, and the rainbow light gradually disappeared into specks of starlight.

At this moment, more than a hundred literary cultivators standing behind the martial artists all spat out a mouthful of blood. The literary cultivators painfully covered their chests, and one of them said with difficulty, “Not good, the other party is very well prepared. They have magic treasures that specialize in attacking divine sense!”

Hiss …

Wen Zhentang and the others sucked in a breath of cold air.

This magic treasure that specialized in attacking divine sense was extremely rare. Not to mention, using it once would require a lot of blood essence.

Normally, such methods would only be used on the battlefield when the humans and Desolate race armies were facing each other.

Right now, they were only attacking the Ten Miles Sword Gorge, yet the other party had actually sent out a magic treasure that specifically attacked their divine sense. This undoubtedly meant that the other party had the determination to annihilate them all.

Wen Zhentang gritted his teeth. He took out a broadsword from his storage ring and shouted, “Wen Xiu, enter the inn to rest. Martial Cultivator, prepare for battle!”

Ha! Hey!

All the cultivators raised their weapons.

There were a total of seven storage rings on Jiang Feng’s body. There were many weapons and treasures inside, all of which Jiang Feng had seized from the sect masters of the major sects in the Forbidden Land of Heaven and Man.

There were also two storage rings from Limitless Sect’s Ouyang Zong and Prince An’s Mansion’s Kang Shurong.

However, Jiang Fengkong had so many weapons, but he didn’t dare to reveal even one of them. Otherwise, it would not be easy for a lower realm human to explain the past.

Jiang Feng took two steps back and retreated to the side of Xiao Ding and Zhou Yi. He whispered to Xiao Ding and the others, “Wood, Zhou Yi, follow me closely later. Don’t get lost.”

Xiao Ding and Jiang Feng had worked together for many years, so there was no need to say anything about their tacit understanding. He nodded and took out a short knife made of bones from his waist.

Jiang Feng glanced around and took out a dagger from his storage ring and stuffed it into Xiao Ding. Xiao Ding’s eyes lit up when he saw the dagger Jiang Feng handed over. He took the dagger and held it in his back, then stabbed the bone saber in his hand back into his waist.

“You must remember, later …”

Jiang Feng originally wanted to remind Zhou Yi and the others not to use the Desolate Heaven Tyrant Physique in front of others, but at this time, Wen Zhentang suddenly walked over.

Jiang Feng sensed that someone was approaching, and immediately swallowed the last half of the sentence that had already reached his mouth.

Wen Zhentang brought a total of seven people from Jianqing Martial House. He walked to Jiang Feng and grabbed Jiang Feng’s right hand. “Jiang Feng, come with me!”

Before Jiang Feng could reply, the Heavenly Dynasty humans suddenly erupted with neat shouts of killing. Jiang Feng and Wen Zhentang looked over at the same time and saw that the Heavenly Dynasty humans and the fierce Lieyun Cavalry had already engaged in a chaotic battle.

Anyone with a bit of military common sense knew that when infantry and cavalry fought, they were most afraid that the infantry formation would be broken up by the cavalry, and then the cavalry would charge back and forth, directly killing the infantry to the point where they would turn their horses upside down.

The martial cultivators in the Ten Miles Sword Gorge clearly had some combat experience. When the Lieyun Cavalry rushed over, they directly held hands and used the Saint Origin Astral Shield to forcefully withstand the first wave of charge from the Lieyun Cavalry.

The charge of the Lieyun Cavalry was slowed down, and all the martial cultivators immediately poured into the cavalry. They used their agility to continuously attack the Fierce Cloud Fire Lin Horse under the Lieyun Cavalry.

The Fierce Cloud Fire Lin Horse was unable to move around in the valley and quickly fell into chaos.

As a result, a chaotic battle broke out.

Jiang Feng and Wen Zhentang both understood that these humans in the Ten Miles Sword Gorge would not be able to last long. Because the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great. The total number of humans was only a thousand, while the number of humans was more than ten thousand.

Coupled with the fact that the Lieyun Cavalry were all elites of the Desolate race, they were all extremely skilled in close combat.

If the literary cultivators on the human side weren’t injured, they might still be able to drag out the battle for a while, but now, it was only a matter of time before the human race was completely annihilated.

Wen Zhentang watched as the human race collapsed one by one, and his face revealed a painful expression that was as sharp as a knife. He grabbed Jiang Feng’s hand and gritted his teeth, “Let’s go! We can all die, but you can’t!”

Wen Zhentang pulled Jiang Feng and prepared to break out of the encirclement on the side of the Gorge Road. Jiang Feng could only follow Wen Zhentang helplessly. At the same time, he shouted to Xiao Ding and the others, “Wood, follow!”