Chapter 135: The Scholar Picks Up His Pen (4000 words)

The Great Wall, Dragon Emperor Island, and Jiange.

At these three key passes, the war broke out at the same time.

Under the Great Wall, the human army and the demon army collided violently. The flesh and blood bodies collapsed in an instant, and blood and broken bones splattered everywhere.

The regular army of the Demon-Suppressing City is divided into three types.

The first type of Black Armor Army totals 500,000.

Most of the soldiers of the Black Armor Army are martial artists, and their physiques are extremely strong. Coupled with the armor carefully forged from heavy black iron, they can fight with great force and be unmatched in bravery on the battlefield.

They can advance individually, or form a small battle formation of three people, looking after each other and being both offensive and defensive.

The second type is the Baixue heavy cavalry, numbering 30,000.

The bloodlines of the war horses ridden by Bai Xue's heavy cavalry are mostly inherited from the ancient exotic beasts Shu, Lu Shu, and Zhu Zhu, and some of them even have the rare bloodline of the mythical beast Qilin flowing in their veins.

Both soldiers and horses were covered in heavy snow-white armor. From a distance, they looked like sharp white blades, galloping across the battlefield. Wherever they passed, they could easily tear open gaps in the demon clan's line.

Wherever their iron hooves trampled, the corpses of monsters instantly turned into meat paste, and the monster cultivators who tried to stop them were turned into blood mist by the violent charge.

The third type is the Wanfasi, with a number of 300,000.

The monks of the Wanfa Division are mainly responsible for maintaining the Great Wall, the formation that separates the two worlds. In addition, they are also responsible for refining elixirs, forging magical instruments, etc.

During the war, they cast spells in the rear, giving some benefits to the human race, bombarding monsters, setting up magic arrays, and treating some dying human monks.

With the cooperation of the three, the regular army of the Demon-Suppressing City showed extremely terrifying combat effectiveness.

And every soldier in the army is determined to fight to the death.

No matter how many comrades fall around them, as long as they have not heard the order to retreat, they will fight until the last drop of blood is shed and the last bit of strength is exhausted.

At the initial stage of the war, the thundering offensive of the Demon-Suppressing City army dealt a heavy blow to the demon clan and caused great shock.

However, as the fighting on the battlefield became more brutal, the demon clan gradually gained the upper hand.

Although the demon army is mostly assembled in the form of their own sects and tribes.

But the demons are bloodthirsty by nature. The stronger the bloody smell on the battlefield, the more it will stimulate their inherent ferocity and excitement.

In addition, the army of the demon world includes far more than just demon cultivators.

They also control an even larger number of unintelligent monsters.

Within the demon tribe, there is an extremely "simple" concept - wild beasts that have not awakened their spiritual intelligence are not of the same kind as themselves.

Therefore, the demon tribe unscrupulously drove millions of demon beasts to charge forward as cannon fodder. Even though these demon beasts suffered heavy casualties and their corpses piled up like mountains, they did not feel heartbroken at all.

Even under the extreme pressure of life-and-death struggles, there will always be a few monsters that can awaken their spiritual intelligence in desperate situations.

For the demon race, if one demon beast among the three hundred can successfully awaken its intelligence and survive on the battlefield, it would be a huge profit.

Not to mention that these cannon fodder-like monsters can continuously consume the precious combat power of the cultivators in the world.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Butcher Wang jumped up suddenly, and the blood-soaked pig-killing knife in his hand, with a huge force, chopped down at a ferocious saber-toothed tiger below.

The knife flashed, and the tiger's huge body split into two halves, and the hot blood spurted out like a fountain.

Butcher Wang didn't even have time to catch his breath before he suddenly twisted his body and swung his butcher knife back in his hand, accurately meeting a demon cultivator who was attacking from behind.

The butcher knife and the broadsword in the demon cultivator's hand collided violently, sparks flew everywhere, and the huge recoil force pushed both sides back more than two feet.

Then, the two men suddenly jumped up again at the same time, rushing forward to clash with each other fearlessly, and the clanging sound of the blades clashing filled the air.

On the other side, the teahouse proprietress had a stern expression on her face. She exerted force with both hands, and the ancient abacus in her hand instantly disintegrated. The heavy black beads slid down one by one.

However, just as these beads were about to touch the ground, they were pulled by invisible spiritual power threads and suddenly stopped.

Then, these beads turned into deadly black streams of light, shooting towards the demon cultivators who were besieging from all directions at an astonishing speed.

“Puff, puff, puff!”

In a flash, the heads of several demon cultivators and the demon beasts rushing in front were easily pierced by the beads, leaving behind horrific blood holes.

A beggar named Wu Daquan from Wan Yao City was waving an inconspicuous dog-beating stick.

His movements seemed casual, but the flying stick shadow contained immense power.

Every time the stick fell, a demon cultivator would explode into a bloody mist.

Wu Daquan was once a powerful elder in a large sect.

But one day, while practicing in seclusion, he unfortunately went astray and fell into madness.

During that frenzy, he personally slaughtered many of his own disciples.

In the end, the sect leader and several elders subdued him.

Afterwards, he was exiled to this demon-suppressing city.

When he first arrived at the Demon-Suppressing City, Wu Daquan was in a daze and felt at a loss all day long.

Until one day, a petite girl with crisp bells tied around her ankles found him.

The girl looked at his empty eyes and said coldly, "I don't think you can do anything. Why don't you just become a beggar? When the bell rings, go down to the city and kill the monster. Is that okay?"

Wu Daquan did not respond at the time.

The girl didn't care. She just threw a broken bowl on the ground in front of him and turned away.

From that day on, there was a beggar in the Demon-Suppressing City.

What the beggar looked forward to most was waiting for the bell to ring throughout the city.

It seems that every time the bell rings, every time I kill a monster, I feel a little relieved.

“Roar!!!”

A roar louder and more violent than any roar of a giant beast suddenly exploded, and the sound waves swept across the entire battlefield.

The "big guy" was like a mountain, taking huge steps and charging towards the monster tide in front!

His long, dirty, tangled hair, stained with blood, flew wildly in the strong wind caused by the charge.

The huge axe in his hand was packed with the power to split mountains and break rocks, and he chopped it down again and again, and every swing brought about a large amount of blood and rain.

Countless monsters roared and pounced on him, their sharp fangs biting fiercely on his thick arms, but they could not even bite through his skin.

But more and more monsters pounced on him, as dense as an ant colony. They climbed up madly, bit, and piled up, and soon completely submerged the giant's huge body like a small mountain.

“Roar!!!”

The big guy roared again, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, an extremely violent spiritual power exploded with him as the center.

The monsters that piled up on him and bit him madly were like dead leaves caught in a hurricane. They screamed and were violently blown away, falling into the beast herd in pieces.

The giant took the opportunity to reach out and grabbed a two-headed cheetah that was about to pounce, opened his bloody mouth, and bit off both heads in one bite.

Then he smashed the still twitching headless body hard into the dense herd of beasts.

The heavy corpse flew out with a roar, smashing to death several monsters that were unable to dodge.

“Boom boom boom!”

The heavy footsteps pounded the ground again. The big guy's eyes were red as he continued to charge forward with big strides, crushing forward.

Above the sky, He Yeye was fighting with the ferocious beast "Zheng" that had reached the Ascension Realm.

The fiercely fighting figures of both sides had already rushed into the depths of the clouds. With every collision, violent spiritual power ripples spread out in circles in the sky like real waves, shaking the clouds and making them roll and shatter.

Every time He Yeye swung the sickle in his hand, it brought up a blade wind that could tear through anything.

Wherever the sickle passed, the space was like fragile cloth, easily cut into dark cracks in the void.

"You're too slow, old man! You're so slow even in a fight. Why don't you just go home and farm?"

He Yeye mocked as his hands moved more violently.

The huge sickle, which was more than twice her height, was dancing wildly in her hands.

It would be more accurate to say that she was not swinging the sickle, but that the weapon was pulling her into a wild dance.

"roar!"

The monster named Yue Kan was obviously also really angry. It suddenly moved away and opened its huge mouth.

A blazing flame of lightning gushed towards He Ye Ye like a flood bursting through a dam!

Faced with this wave of fire that was powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas, He Yeye not only did not retreat at all, but his eyes flashed with even more excitement.

She continued to spin the giant sickle in her hand, and her body drew strange arcs in the air.

The huge sickle blade spun at high speed, tearing apart the heavy thunder and flames that were coming towards it.

Then, she followed the sickle and broke through the blockade of thunder and fire. The sharp sickle blade screamed and went straight for Yue Kan's head.

Under the Great Wall, human cultivators in the Immortal Realm, Jade Realm, and other realms fought against the powerful monsters in the demon race, and the battle was equally brutal.

After a day and night of bloody fighting, the battlefield has turned into a huge Shura field.

Countless human cultivators and powerful demons have died.

Countless corpses lay piled up on the cold ground, and were ruthlessly trampled by the soldiers from both sides who rushed up later.

Even though familiar figures fell one after another around them, they had no time to grieve.

They could only transform their grief and anger into even more frantic murderous intent and continue to wield their weapons.

There are countless sword cultivators who, even though their bodies have long been broken, their chests have been pierced, and their hearts have been shattered, still tried their best to swing the last sword at the last moment!

Some people were born in the Demon-Suppressing City and died under the Great Wall.

Some people are born in the world of Wanfa, and after coming to the Great Wall, they never go back in this life.

Time passed in the killing, and another two days and two nights passed.

This battle, which concerns the survival of the Wanfa world, has shown no signs of abating in intensity, but has become even more intense.

For the demon clan, the first push is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted.

If we cannot break through the Great Wall even if we try our best this time, it will be basically impossible to break through it in the future.

Not to mention how low the morale on our side would be if we failed this time.

The human cultivators also knew that they had to defend it.

If it cannot be defended, the entire world will be devastated.

However, the reality is cruel.

The number of demon cultivators is much greater than the defenders of the Great Wall, and there are also seemingly endless demon beasts.

After a protracted war, the human cultivators showed signs of fatigue that was difficult to conceal both physically and mentally.

More importantly, the demon clan obviously knew that the Great Wall was a very difficult bone to chew. After all, they had fought with He Yeye countless times before.

Therefore, this time, the number of high-level demon cultivators such as those in the Jade Realm and the Immortal Realm who were deployed to this battlefield far exceeded any previous attack.

On another part of the battlefield, Mozi, who was at the Ascension Realm of the Mohist School, was holding a non-offensive long sword and engaging in a fierce battle with the demon clan's number one swordsman.

However, compared to this demon swordsman, Mozi of the Mohist school was obviously not strong enough and was at a disadvantage.

“Tsk!”

During the fierce battle in the sky, He Yeye keenly noticed the disadvantage of Mozi's side, and couldn't help smacking his lips, feeling extremely anxious.

She wished she could immediately withdraw and go support the Mohist leader.

However, the attacks from the old monster named Yue Kan were endless, leaving her with no chance of escape at all, which made He Yeye feel extremely irritated and depressed!

"If this continues...is there really no choice but to retreat to Demon Suppressing City?"

He Yeye narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the long handle of the huge sickle unconsciously tightened a little bit.

But in the end, He Yeye shook his head and gave up the idea in his mind.

it's useless!

Even if we retreat to the Demon-Suppressing City, the demons from all over the world will come to kill us.

Moreover, the magic circle that separates the two worlds in the Demon-Suppressing City has been broken, and the demon clan can move freely from the demon clan world to the world of all laws.

Dragon Emperor Island and Jiange are only side entrances, while the Great Wall is the gateway to the world of all laws.

The door to the world of all laws is wide open, and you become the sinner of the world of all laws.

Must defend!

Even if I die here, I must defend it!

As soon as he thought of this, a fierce light flashed in He Yeye's eyes, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. He waved the huge sickle again, and rushed towards the old monster in front of him without fear of death!

Just as the sickle whistled through the air, He Yeye's gaze involuntarily and briefly glanced towards a certain direction in the Demon-Suppressing City.

There, on the edge of the noisy war and murderous aura, there is a courtyard that seems particularly quiet.

In the courtyard.

The scholar was writing on the snow-white paper, stroke by stroke, calmly and steadily.

At this moment, he is putting the true meaning of his great Dao into this small piece of paper and ink.

At this time, Xiao Mo had already entered a mysterious and indescribable realm.

He completely forgot that he was writing and was not even aware of his own existence.

In his mind, it seemed as if he was flipping through volume after volume of scriptures.

These books are not only Confucian classics, but also classics from various schools of thought, which appeared in Xiao Mo's mind like fragments.

At the beginning, Xiao Mo wrote very slowly, but later on, he wrote faster and faster.

Later, Xiao Mo stopped writing.

After a while, Xiao Mo picked up the pen again.

Xiao Mo forgot the time and even forgot what he was doing.

But today, Xiao Mo could feel that the road he was walking on seemed to be getting wider and wider.

(End of this chapter)