I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Chapter 88 Fierce Battle in the Monster Mountain Range

At this critical moment, Zhang Yifan realized that he had nowhere to retreat or avoid.

Facing the enemy surging towards him like a tidal wave, he knew this would be a battle to the death.

However, his eyes did not reveal the slightest fear; instead, they shone with an unwavering and resolute light.

He gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, as if the sword had become a part of his body.

As time went by, the aura emanating from him began to rise steadily, like a volcano about to erupt, containing boundless power.

The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his presence, making people turn their heads.

The Monster Mountain Range now resembled a brutal battlefield.

With Zhang Yifan's full power, a large number of demonic beasts perished at the hands of Zhang Yifan's Xuanqing Sword Technique.

The Xuanqing Sword Technique was like a dazzling light, and wherever it passed, demonic beasts fell one after another.

Sword shadows flashed, sword energy crisscrossed, each sword energy contained powerful force, capable of easily piercing through the tough hides and scales of demonic beasts.

However, the number of those monsters was simply astonishing!

They surged forth from all directions like a flood bursting its banks, endless and relentless. As far as the eye could see, they were densely packed and overwhelming, as if all the monsters in the world had gathered here, without end or limit.

Despite his extraordinary strength, Zhang Yifan was beginning to feel overwhelmed by the overwhelming horde of demonic beasts.

He wielded his longsword with all his might, each attack precisely slaying several demonic beasts, but new beasts would quickly fill the gaps, continuing to pounce on him one after another.

As time went on, Zhang Yifan's physical strength was increasingly depleted, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which slid down his cheeks and soaked his clothes.

At this moment, his breathing became increasingly rapid, and his chest heaved violently, making a whooshing sound like a bellows.

But he gritted his teeth, his eyes resolute, showing no sign of backing down, and continued to fight with all his might against these terrifying monsters...

But Zhang Yifan showed no sign of backing down. He knew that backing down at this moment meant death.

He had to persevere, for his own life and to fulfill his mission.

Zhang Yifan's eyes were wide open, his aura was overwhelming, and he wielded his long sword with impenetrable speed.

He muttered incantations, and each time he recited the incantation, he unleashed an incomparably sharp sword aura.

These sword energies intertwined in the air to form a massive sword net, carrying earth-shattering power, like a raging storm, sweeping towards the surging horde of demonic beasts.

The horde of monsters also came on strong, with huge bodies, sharp fangs, and a ferocious and terrifying appearance.

However, even the fiercest monsters could hardly withstand Zhang Yifan's fierce attacks, which were like a storm.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed, engaging in a thrilling life-or-death struggle with the demonic beasts.

All that could be heard were screams of agony. Some of the weaker demonic beasts had no time to dodge and were instantly pierced through by the incomparably sharp sword energy, dying on the spot.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining large swathes of land red.

While the more powerful demonic beasts managed to avoid a fatal blow, they inevitably sustained deep wounds, some even having limbs severed, greatly reducing their combat power.

As the battle progressed, Zhang Yifan gradually figured out the monster's attack patterns.

He began to use the Xuanqing Sword Technique more flexibly, dodging the attacks of the demonic beasts while delivering a fatal blow to them.

His figure darted through the horde of monsters like a bolt of lightning, making him impossible to predict.

The monsters seemed to sense Zhang Yifan's power, and their attacks became even more frenzied.

Some of the monsters opened their gaping maws and pounced on Zhang Yifan; others spewed flames and venom as attacks, attempting to defeat him.

Zhang Yifan remained calm, constantly dodging the attacks of the monsters while searching for their weaknesses.

He discovered that the eyes and abdomen of some monsters were their weak points.

So he began to focus his attacks on these areas and achieved good results.

During the fierce battle, Zhang Yifan also suffered many injuries.

His clothes were torn by the monster's claws, and his body was covered in wounds. But he paid no attention to these wounds and continued to fight with focused concentration.

Time ticked by, and the battle continued.

Zhang Yifan's physical and spiritual energy were constantly being depleted, but he never gave up.

He knew that as long as he persevered, he would definitely be able to defeat these monsters.

Just as Zhang Yifan was feeling a bit tired, he suddenly felt a powerful force surging out from his body.

This power invigorated him, and his strength increased significantly in an instant.

Zhang Yifan was overjoyed, knowing that he had made a breakthrough at a crucial moment.

Without hesitation, he channeled this power into the Xuanqing Sword Technique, making it even more powerful.

As Zhang Yifan's strength increased, the demonic beasts began to panic. Their attacks became chaotic, and they all began to retreat.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Yifan launched an even more ferocious attack. His sword shadows swept towards the demonic beasts like a storm, scattering them in all directions.

Under Zhang Yifan's powerful attacks, the demonic beasts finally began to crumble. They turned and fled, disappearing into the Demonic Beast Mountain.

Zhang Yifan watched the fleeing demonic beast and breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he had finally won the battle. But he also knew this was just the beginning. He would encounter many more challenges and difficulties on his journey ahead.

Zhang Yifan wiped the sweat from his brow and checked his injuries. He found that although his injuries were not minor, they were not enough to affect his movements. Therefore, he decided to find a safe place to rest and recover his physical and spiritual energy.

Zhang Yifan found a secluded cave in the Demon Beast Mountain. After entering the cave, he began to circulate his internal energy to heal his injuries. A faint light emanated from his body, and spiritual energy flowed continuously within him.

After a period of healing, Zhang Yifan's injuries gradually recovered. His physical strength and spiritual power also recovered considerably.

Zhang Yifan stepped out of the cave, gazing in the direction of the Demon Beast Mountain, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that this battle had made him more mature and stronger. He also knew that his mission was not yet complete, and he must continue forward.

And so, Zhang Yifan embarked on his journey once more. His figure gradually disappeared into the Demon Beast Mountain, leaving behind a resolute silhouette.